Zi Yuan took a deep breath, quickly stepped forward, positioned herself between Chen Ping and the mentor. On her face, she struggled to maintain composure, but the turmoil in her eyes could not be hidden.
“Fellow Daoist Chen, this matter is indeed the fault of our divine kingdom student first, but severing someone’s arm in public is perhaps too extreme.
Lord Wei Lieutenant holds a high position in the divine kingdom. If this matter escalates, it will not benefit you either, Daoist friend.
Why not first let the academy’s physicians treat this student’s injury? For the subsequent matters, I will report to the sovereign and handle it properly. How about that?”
At this moment, she no longer dared to regard Chen Ping as a “pawn”.
A cultivator who could crush a seventh-grade Earth Immortal with first-grade Earth Immortal realm, and who was eloquent in exposing the hypocrisy of the divine kingdom’s etiquette. Even if there were forces behind him, he himself was absolutely a core figure.
Such a person could not be offended. At least, before figuring out his purpose, they absolutely could not tear off the facade.
Chen Ping glanced at Zi Yuan, did not respond to her words. Instead, he looked at Wei Feng, who was clutching his wound with a pale face, and said indifferently, “You just called me trash? Now it seems you are the real trash, not worthy of me using full strength.”
“You!”
Wei Feng trembled with anger all over, yet did not dare to step forward again. He could only grit his teeth and glare at Chen Ping. “My father will not let you go! You wait!”
“I’m waiting.”
Chen Ping’s tone was without any fluctuation, as if the other’s threat was just wind passing by his ears. “But next time you dare to speak wildly again, it won’t be as simple as severing one arm.”
After saying that, he no longer paid attention to the people present, turned around and walked towards the academy gate.
That back figure was straight and proud. Clearly only with first-grade Earth Immortal cultivation, yet it made all the divine clan cultivators present feel that he was like the master of this world, no one daring to block him.
Zi Yuan looked at Chen Ping’s back, her heart filled with mixed feelings.
She had originally wanted to use the opportunity of strolling through the divine capital to gradually probe out the forces behind Chen Ping. But now it seemed, not only did she not find any clues, instead she had let Chen Ping severely slap the divine kingdom’s face.
First crushing in knowledge, then intimidating with force, and finally exposing the facade of the divine kingdom’s “noble etiquette”.
“What are you still standing there for? Quickly take him for treatment!”
Zi Yuan turned back and glared at the surrounding students and mentor, lowering her voice. “This matter must not be spread outside. If the sovereign learns that such a thing happened in the academy, none of you can bear the responsibility!”
Everyone quickly agreed, hurriedly lifting Wei Feng with many hands and feet to go for treatment.
Zi Yuan quickly caught up with Chen Ping. When she walked to his side, her tone no longer had the previous scrutiny, but added a bit of gravity. “Fellow Daoist Chen, was your action just now too hasty?
Lord Wei Lieutenant is a key minister by the sovereign’s side, in charge of the divine capital’s defences. If he pursues this, even with me here, I may not be able to protect you.”
“Protect me?”
Chen Ping turned his head sideways, looked at Zi Yuan, his eyes carrying a trace of faint smile. “Miss Zi, do you think I need protection?”
Zi Yuan choked, actually unable to say anything.
In the instant Chen Ping swung the sword just now, she clearly felt that the killing intent contained in that sword was absolutely not something ordinary cultivators possessed.
This kind of killing intent was something that could only be accumulated after experiencing countless life-and-death battles. It was stronger by more than a little compared to those cultivators in the divine kingdom who only cultivated in greenhouses.
The two walked side by side on the streets of the divine capital. The divine clan cultivators on the street, seeing Chen Ping, all subconsciously avoided him, because at this moment, Chen Ping actually carried a faint killing intent on his body.
“Miss Zi, is your divine kingdom’s academy teaching such ‘cultivating both inside and outside’ students?” Chen Ping suddenly spoke, breaking the silence. “Relying on high realm to look down on others, threatening with family background when losing. Is this your so-called ‘nobility’?”
Zi Yuan’s face looked somewhat ugly, yet she still forced herself to maintain pride. “Fellow Daoist Chen, the fault of individual students cannot represent the entire divine kingdom. The divine kingdom has inherited for ten thousand years, emphasising ‘propriety, righteousness, benevolence, wisdom, trust’. It’s just that some young people have unsettled dispositions, inevitably having some arrogance.”
