A prodigal son of a sect rises to power by blowing up the sect's gate!

"Her bangs... are gone?"

Shamat stared blankly at the empty space before him.

"My world was divided into black and white by a central seam. Now, the seam is gone?"

"Oh no!!"

Shamat raised his head in grief and indignation, letting out a desperate wail.

the other side.

Du Hui sat in the chair, the exhilarating sound of the Tiger Roar Technique still ringing in his ears, along with Lu Yu's barrage of insults.

The sound was piercing!

"This thing is filthy, how could it not be killed?"

"He's at the peak of Core Formation, while I'm at the peak of Nascent Soul!"

Du Hui muttered to himself, his expression somewhat blank.

As one of the three peak Nascent Soul cultivators who dominated the Northern Territory for decades, he possessed immense strength and a noble status.

Looking across the entire northern border, who would dare not give Du Hui some face?

But I never expected that I would be defeated by that little beast today!

Just then.

"what!!"

Shamat stood up frantically, flung open the door, and rushed out.

"Shamate".

Du Hui cried out in alarm.

But Shamat didn't listen to Du Hui at all. He seemed to have lost all faith and ran outside screaming.

suddenly.

"Hey, isn't this Shamat?"

The sect leader of the Great Mountain Sect, Jushan, was holding a handful of longevity fruits when he saw Shamat running towards him.

But Shamat didn't even look at the giant mountain; his face was filled with despair, and tears streamed from his eyes.

Jushan found it amusing, spat out the nutshell, and laughed.

"Hey, where did the groin guard go? And it's been given a trendy new look."

As soon as these words came out.

Shamat suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He opened his mouth, turned his head and stared coldly at the giant mountain, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

Crotch protector hair?

Is he referring to his lost bangs?

But Jushan seemed oblivious to Shamat's gaze, tilting his head and making a joke.

"I just didn't find the right person to cut my hair. How could they shave my scalp like that?"

"you wanna die!"

Shamat's eyes reddened, and he raised his hand to strike the giant mountain.

"Yo?"

Giant Mountain took a step back to avoid Shamat's attack.

"Can't you take a joke? Why did you resort to violence?"

Jushan chuckled carelessly, then his gaze turned curious.

"Shamat, where did the Supreme Elder go with you?"

As the sect leader of the Great Mountain Sect, how could Jushan not know that Du Hui had taken Shamat and the others out before?

He just didn't dare to ask any more questions.

After all, someone like Du Hui has taken up residence in the Great Mountain Sect.

For the Great Mountain Sect, it is entirely beneficial and without any harm.

In particular, Jushan was happy to be a hands-off manager, otherwise he wouldn't have needed to curry favor with the Lieyang Sect in the past.

Isn't the point that they have connections in high places, so they don't have to work hard themselves?

After all, the world of cultivation is very cruel!

But his silence doesn't mean he doesn't care what Du Hui and his group are up to.

"Come on, tell me, how did you get into this state? Where are the others?"

Jushan asked gossipily, glancing cautiously at the distant sleeping quarters.

"I noticed that when the Supreme Elder returned just now, his aura was restless. Could it be that..."

Who knows.

Shamat seemed to be possessed, and instead of answering Jushan's question, he swung his fist at him.

"Hey."

Jushan had no choice but to dodge.

"Hey, what's going on with you?"

"It was just a few jokes, I won't say it again next time, okay?"

But Shamat, with red eyes and a look of utter despair, insisted on fighting him.

"Damn, you're coming again?"

Jushan hid for a while longer, his expression gradually becoming impatient.

"enough."

Jushan shouted, raised his hand and sent Shamat flying several meters away, where he fell to the ground.

It was at this moment that Shamat came to his senses.

But his reaction was to widen his eyes, especially when he saw that the wound on his scalp was still bleeding.

"Damn it, Jushan, have you got some nerve? You actually dared to fight back?"

After taking action, Jushan felt a bit scared.

My first reaction was to look towards Du Hui's bedroom, but I found that there was no reaction at all.

He hesitated before extending his divine sense.

This look.

Suddenly, Du Hui was seen sitting in a chair, his thin body curled up in a ball, his hands clutching his hair, his face blank, and he kept muttering to himself.

"Dirty thing..."

Jushan took in this scene and couldn't help but gape.

Why would a Nascent Soul Peak expert from the Northern Territory show such a dejected expression, as if he had suffered a great shock?

"That old man must have run into trouble while he was out with his men."

At this time.

"A giant mountain!"

Shamat roared and suddenly pulled his sword from his storage ring, raising his hand to slash.

"Hey, shut up!"

While deep in thought, Jushan subconsciously used his true energy to block Shamat's sword, and then struck Shamat's mouth with a backhand palm strike.

"Pfft!"

Shamat groaned and flew more than ten meters away, spitting out a mouthful of blood upon landing.

"Oh no, I went a little too far."

Even the giant mountain was startled by its own attack.

It's clear that there's still no response from the inner palace.

He stubbornly used his divine sense to take another look, only to find that Du Hui seemed not to have heard the commotion outside.

"Damn, we've already started fighting."

With a determined heart, Jushan strode forward and rushed towards Shamat.

At this moment, Shamat lay on the ground, his face filled with disbelief.

The sect leader of this Great Mountain Sect used to fawn over the Blazing Sun Sect, treating them like his own father.

But now they actually dare to hit him.

But similarly, Shamat belatedly realized what was happening.

This thing in front of me.

Even if he's not very good, he's still a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!

As the giant mountain approached, Shamat, despite his thoughts, still reacted with anger.

"Jushan, what are you doing? My master is here... Waaah!"

Jushan didn't give Shamat a chance to speak at all, pinching his mouth shut and glancing back at the bedchamber.

As an honest person.

Since we've already started fighting, let's make it as thorough as possible.

"Damn it, why did you cut me for no reason? Isn't that just being a jerk?"

Jushan looked around, then dragged Shamat into the dense forest.

Not long after.

At the foot of Mount Taisanzong.

The giant mountain had been running a long way through the dense forest.

"Giant Mountain, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Shamat was thrown to the ground, and he didn't dare to make a fuss, act naughtily, or even feel any despair.

Why are you being so cheap with me?

Jushan stepped on Shamat's waist and rolled up his sleeves.

"Clap clap clap!"

Several slaps in a row.

Shamat was stunned by the blow, but when he came to his senses, he roared angrily, "Jushan, how dare you! My master is Du Hui!"

Upon hearing this, Jushan increased the force of his blows and jumped up to strike.

"You're trying to scare me with the title of Supreme Elder!"

"I've had my eye on you for a long time. You always have that clump of hair covering your crotch, and you keep blowing it out. Come on, blow it out!"

"You blow it for me!"

"Still desperate, still screaming, a grown man doing this kind of slutty stuff."

Under the onslaught of the giant mountain from both sides, Shamat only managed to withstand a few slaps before wailing and begging for mercy.

"Stop hitting him! Stop it right now!"

"Damn it, don't pull my scalp, that's a wound, ouch... Don't touch my wolf tail!"

"Hair is my Achilles' heel!"

"Ah ah ah..."

"I'm done for, please don't hit me, brother, I was wrong, I was wrong!"