Supreme Devouring God-Chapter 1238: Overbearing!
Hiss——
The few remaining Silver Robed Disciples.
Seeing the miserable states of Jiang Jian and the Silver Robed Disciple with him, they couldn’t help but gasp in shock.
Ruthless!
Too ruthless!
"What you’re doing could end up killing someone!"
"By then, even if you’re the Saint Heir, you would face severe punishment from the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect because killing is a major taboo there!"
Seeing the Silver Robed Disciple slapped away by Little Strange, left with barely half his life, seemingly on the verge of death, one of the Silver Robed Disciples spoke up.
They hadn’t even considered why Qin Chen suddenly became so powerful.
"I, as a person, dislike threats the most."
"Moreover, I can assure you, if I decided to kill you, there’s no way the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect would trace it back to me, do you believe that?!"
Qin Chen looked at the Silver Robed Disciple.
These Silver Robed Disciples were merely at the Late Stage of the Heavenly Origin Realm.
Killing a few people with such strength without anyone noticing was extremely easy for Qin Chen.
The Silver Robed Disciples, upon hearing this, immediately shivered in fear, not daring to speak.
Facing Qin Chen, they felt as if they were confronting a prehistoric beast.
"Where is your earlier courage? Your confidence? Your pride? Why did it all disappear suddenly?"
Seeing the Silver Robed Disciples not daring to speak and trembling, Qin Chen couldn’t help but mock them.
"What exactly do you want?"
"We are Ning He’s people! You better not go too far!"
One of the Silver Robed Disciples couldn’t help but say.
"It seems you didn’t listen to what I said."
"I’ll say it one last time, I do not like threats!!!"
Qin Chen’s eyes flashed with cold light.
"Little Strange, teach him a lesson so that he remembers."
"It’s just too weak, big brother, can’t I avoid dealing with such trash?"
Little Strange complained, but still jumped up, whipping his massive tail at the talking Silver Robed Disciple.
Smack——
Another tragic scene unfolded, with the Silver Robed Disciple suffering severe injuries, up to eighty percent of his bones broken.
The remaining Silver Robed Disciples dared not make a sound.
Facing someone who would take action at the slightest disagreement, how could they dare to speak?
Yet Little Strange’s words made them deeply furious.
They were Silver Robed Disciples of the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect!
Being a White Robed Disciple of the Heavenly Blade Saint Sect was a huge honor, let alone their status.
Additionally, they were members of the Feather Alliance!
Wasn’t this a highly coveted position?
How could Little Strange belittle them as worthless trash?
This was simply blatant disdain and oppression!
"Where is Chu Xun and the others?" Qin Chen asked.
Hearing this, none of the Silver Robed Disciples responded, not because they didn’t want to, but out of fear.
Afraid Qin Chen would suddenly become displeased and attack again.
"Speak!" Qin Chen shouted.
This startled the Silver Robed Disciples greatly, making them respond hastily: "In...in the Bai Ming District of the White Robe Peak!"
"Did you drive them away?" Qin Chen asked.
Hearing this, the Silver Robed Disciples were terrified.
They didn’t want to end up like Jiang Jian and the others!
Even if they didn’t die, they’d be bedridden for a month or two.
One cowardly Silver Robed Disciple even had weak legs, involuntarily kneeling.
"It’s not our fault! It was all Brother Ning He’s idea!"
"He instructed us to occupy Demon Peak and drive Chu Xun and the others away! It’s not our fault!!!"
"Ning He, is it?"
Qin Chen’s eyes slightly narrowed.
He thought, how could these people dare to occupy Demon Peak and become enemies without reason?
So Ning He was behind it!
Previously, he had embarrassed Ning He quite a bit, and Ning He bore a grudge.
"Yes, if you want revenge, go after Brother Ning He! He orchestrated all this from behind!"
"It’s not our fault!"
"Blame Ning He!!!"
At this point, the remaining Silver Robed Disciples began to shift the blame onto Ning He.
Pinning everything on Ning He.
Qin Chen found this somewhat amusing.
Do these people even know what integrity is?
"How does it feel to cultivate here with me?"
Suddenly, Qin Chen asked with a smile.
"Huh?"
The Silver Robed Disciples were full of surprise upon hearing this.
Not understanding what Qin Chen meant by this question.
One quick-witted Silver Robed Disciple hurriedly replied, "The Saint Heir has excellent insight, this Demon Peak is unquestionably the best among all the Sword Peaks."
Just a moment ago, they called Qin Chen a waste, but now under Qin Chen’s strength, they started to flatter him.
Qin Chen found this amusing.
"Not bad, well said."
The Silver Robed Disciples breathed a sigh of relief, and the disciple who flattered Qin Chen praised his own cleverness while cursing Qin Chen a fool inwardly.
"How long have you been cultivating on Demon Peak?" Qin Chen asked again.
At this moment, the Silver Robed Disciples were not as tense as before.
"About ninety days or so," one person answered.
"Ninety days?"
Qin Chen’s smile deepened.
So, Chu Xun and the others were driven out of Demon Peak ninety days ago?
"Yes! During these ninety days, thanks to the Saint Heir’s Demon Peak, our Sword Intent has improved by a great margin!"
The Silver Robed Disciple who flattered continued.
"For staying, you need to pay rent. You’ve occupied my Demon Peak for ninety days, so tell me, what do you think you should repay?" Qin Chen said with a smile.
Huh?
The Silver Robed Disciples were stunned upon hearing Qin Chen’s words.
"How about I give you a suggestion?"
"For ninety days, one bone a day, how about that? Quite a bargain, right?"
Qin Chen said with a gentle smile.
What!
Although Qin Chen spoke casually, the White Robed Disciples felt chills in their bones upon hearing it.
They finally understood that Qin Chen never intended to let them off!
One bone a day!
That meant Qin Chen intended to break ninety bones in their bodies!
Wouldn’t that pain be unbearable?
After all, from the experience of Jiang Jian and the others, they knew Qin Chen held nothing back!
"Saint Heir! We can talk this out! Everything can be negotiated!"
One Silver Robed Disciple forced a smile.
"No negotiation."
"Little Strange."
Qin Chen looked at the Silver Robed Disciple, his face turning icy cold the next moment, calling out.
Swipe——
Little Strange moved instantly.
The next moment...
Ah!
No!
Ugh!
Cries of pain echoed through Demon Peak, each scream chilling to the bone.
Meanwhile, Qin Chen turned his gaze towards the direction of White Robe Peak, his eyes extremely cold.
"Half a year ago, I had ascended White Robe Peak."
"I hope this time, I won’t have to unleash my fury again."
