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Chapter 748 - Chapter 748 Chapter 748 Rampaging Little Celestial Master

Chapter 748: Chapter 748: Rampaging Little Celestial Master Chapter 748: Chapter 748: Rampaging Little Celestial Master Feng Jing and Sister Hong were not bloodthirsty, but during their time in Siam, they nearly had to fight for their lives against those thugs.

This time, it wasn’t a matter of whether they had the courage to kill people, but whether they could keep up with Feng Jun’s pace.

A pledge of loyalty? It could be said that way because future cultivation would inevitably involve contention over resources.

It was exactly as Feng Jun had said, “If you don’t kill, others will kill you.”

The incident at Maoshan the day before was the most evident example–today’s Luohua Manor could serve as corroboration.

Strictly speaking, Sister Hong had more street smarts and was daring enough to be ruthless, while Feng Jing was truly a respectable lady, who had never even killed a chicken and would sometimes overflow with compassion, feeding stray cats and dogs.

Her decision to act this way was not solely due to the experiences in Siam, but because she… had visited the mobile phone realm.

There, Feng Jun also had a significant standing, but she never forgot that right at Feng Jun’s doorstep, there were institutions from two major powers, with High-Rank Cultivators permanently stationed within.

She felt that she must keep up with his pace, otherwise, it would be too exhausting for him to support everything alone.

Zhang Caixin had the courage to stand up, truly for the sake of bolstering her own spirits. She stiffened her resolve and stood up. She just wanted to prove to Feng Jun that she was the one willing to accompany him wholeheartedly.

To her surprise, not only did her sister stand up, but even the usually uninvolved Teacher Mei–Have you not realized that we’re talking about killing here?

At least it’s a relief that these two are Feng Jun’s women; her performance didn’t pale in comparison to that of his other women.

Gu Jiahui was a bit bewildered; she hesitated for a moment but finally stood up. “I’m not even eighteen yet; leave it to me… I just want to ask, can I use a gun?”

Xu Leigang merely exchanged a glance with Lu Xiaoning, not vying for the opportunity to act.

But the girl named Xiao Xiang couldn’t take it anymore–she burst into tears, “Why me, why me? What did I do wrong? I just came out to see the world, have I ever laid a hand on anyone?”

Tang Wenji didn’t have a strong dislike for her, but she couldn’t say she felt fondness either. This girl hadn’t divided up her belongings, but on her way here today, she had endured a lot of disrespect from this young lady.

The people from Kunlun who come out really do look down on everyone else.

Not to mention that in the recent battle, she had even been used by the young girl as a human shield.

The Little Celestial Master snorted and said coldly, “In Merrick, trespassing on private property is punishable by death, and… haven’t you thought of this? Witnesses to a murder are usually silenced.”

“Stop messing around,” Feng Jun said with a smile and a wave of his hand, then pointed at Gu Jiahui, “Well, Xiao Hui, go pick a gun… Little Celestial Master, I’m not going to silence everyone. I still need to leave this one with the surname Li to send a message back to Kunlun.”

Li Chonggu continued to press his lips tightly together, saying nothing.

Tang Wenji’s eyebrows lifted slightly, asking in bewilderment, “Why would you let him send a message back?”

Feng Jun smiled lightly, gesturing at the loot in front of him, as he spoke, “If no one sends back a message, how will more fools continue to bring us Magic Artifacts?”

Even though Tang Wenji was in a somber mood, she couldn’t help but let out a snort of laughter upon hearing this.

She turned to look at Kou Laozhong and saw that his complexion was getting worse, so she said with a smile, “That’s true. They strut about in front of us from Maoshan, but facing a real powerhouse, they are merely treasure-delivering boys.”

Kou Laozhong could endure the humiliation from Feng Jun; that was just a matter of being outskilled. But to see a mortal, a defeated lackey from the day before, daring to mock him–he couldn’t help but snort coldly.

“Whether I’m a treasure-delivering boy, your words don’t count. The treasures of Kunlun aren’t that easily taken… One should always leave room for others in their actions.”

Feng Jun looked at him with interest, “Is Kunlun really that powerful?”

Kou Laozhong looked back at him coldly and arrogantly answered, “Of course. You can try and see if you can refine the Jiuzhou Traveler’s Seal.”

Feng Jun simply ignored his suggestion and continued to ask, “Then there shouldn’t be any Golden Cores there, right? How many have reached the Ascension Realm?”

If the adversary had a Golden Core, he wouldn’t hesitate to retreat into the mobile phone realm, at least waiting until he cultivated to the High-Rank Ascension Stage before returning. However, he felt the probability of this was really too small.

Let alone the fact that there had been no Golden Cores in the world for a thousand years, if Kunlun truly had a Golden Core, they surely wouldn’t allow a Qi-Refining Disciple to strut around so freely, especially while possessing the Great Seal of Kunlun, right?

Kou Laozhong, however, was stunned by his words, “Ascension Realm… several of them?”

As for matters like the Golden Core, he, one of the Kunlun Three Elegants, simply dismissed it outright.

At this moment, Gu Jiahui had already begun looking for a gun, and Feng Jing promptly pulled out a pistol and handed it to her.

Although Li Chonggu remained silent, he saw this scene and couldn’t help but feel terrified: Could this manor really be a military base? Apart from rifles and sniper rifles, every delicate and beautiful woman here could casually produce a pistol?

As for the fact that the beauty obviously also had a storage magical artifact on her, he was too lazy to be surprised. From his observation, storage magical artifacts in Luohua Manor were really like cabbages, almost everyone had one.

Gu Jiahui didn’t want to use a handgun, “Teacher Mei, I want to finish her off from a distance. A handgun’s range is too short, and if brain matter or something splashes out, it will give me nightmares… I’m still in my growth phase.”

“It’s good that you know you’re young,” Teacher Mei said with a smile as she put away the handgun, “Then focus on growing up, and think less about adult matters.”

Xu Lei Gang and Lu Xiaoning both looked skywards as if they heard nothing; neither of them dared to meddle in their master’s love life.

However, Gu Jiahui still turned to these two for advice: She was somewhat unclear about whether a sniper rifle or the 5.6mm was better.

Xu Lei Gang enthusiastically recommended the 5.6mm, as this gun had less recoil. How could a little girl play with a Barrett?

He could guess that his master let Gu Jiahui take the shot because he also wanted to leverage the Gu Family’s power to cover up the murder. Though it was rare for murders within the Martial World to be reported to the Official Government, it was not bad to be well-prepared.

So he earnestly taught Gu Jiahui how to aim and shoot, and even asked her, “Do you want me to help you take a video?”

But Xiao Xiang really couldn’t stand it anymore. She had been listed as a target for assassination, and the other party was still discussing how to load, aim… and even how to execute a follow-up shot.

Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore and completely broke down. She burst into tears, “Why me, wuuu… why is it me?”

“No reason,” Feng Jun said indifferently, “who made you the Elder’s daughter? If we don’t kill you, it would seem like Luohua Manor is afraid of your Kunlun. Don’t worry… your dad will soon come to avenge you.”

“I’m not the Elder’s daughter,” Xiao Xiang lay on the ground, screaming until her voice was hoarse, not even caring about exposing herself, “My grandfather was an Elder, but he has been dead for many years. My mother is mortal, and my father is not in the Qi Refinement Realm.”

Her identity as an Elder’s daughter was fabricated by Kou Laozhong, so that Feng Jun and the others would hesitate, fearing to damage valuable things. At this moment, she truly hated Uncle Kou to death–when I was supposed to deliver a message, you actually sent me to my death!

Li Chonggu saw her crying so heartbreakingly that he couldn’t help but sigh, “Alright then, kill me, and let Xiao Xiang deliver the message… She really isn’t the Elder’s daughter, just the granddaughter of a former elder. Killing her won’t further enrage Kunlun.”

Gu Jiahui was taken aback; she raised her eyebrows, “You dare to take responsibility for your actions. It turns out Kunlun does have real men. Master… can we let him off?”

Feng Jun remained silent. He admired a man who took responsibility, but Kunlun rashly intruded into the Maoshan Cultivation Path and Luohua Manor, which was a taboo for cultivators. How could killing just one person be enough?

Even if Maoshan didn’t care, Luohua Manor couldn’t afford to lose face.

As he was contemplating, he heard Li Chonggu sigh softly, speaking with difficulty, “Young lady, you don’t have to praise me. As a Kunlun disciple, it’s my duty to uphold the honor of Kunlun.”

He didn’t mean to mock Xiao Xiang with his words; she was just a girl. He simply wanted to tell the others–Kunlun cannot be humiliated.

If he had a choice, he would also want to live, but to uphold Kunlun’s honor, his duty was inescapable.

“To hell with Kunlun’s honor,” Tang Wenji leaped up, her body lunged forward, a Long Blade flashed in her hand as she shouted fiercely, “You should thank your Uncle Kou for the knife!”

With a flash of blood, a head fell to the ground, and Li Chonggu’s eyes were still wide with shock.

His fading consciousness was somewhat bewildered: The cost of telling the truth is so high these days?

With her Long Blade extended, Tang Wenji pointed the tip at his head and then sneered coldly, “What honor left to speak of, when Kunlun arrogantly oppresses fellow cultivators?”

The Little Celestial Master of Maoshan went on a rampage, killing another person without Feng Jun’s permission.

She believed she had a reason to kill; the honor of Kunlun was built upon trampling over the honor of Maoshan.

Feng Jun’s brow furrowed slightly. He felt that the Little Celestial Master was a bit too impulsive, but… what’s done is done. Who let that guy be so tactless, unable to speak properly? But he still said, “Little Celestial Master, show some respect to your host.”

Tang Wenji turned around, blade in hand pointing downward, and knelt on one knee, “Wenji has been disrespectful, willing to accept any punishment from the master.”

The blade in her hand was still dripping blood.

“Forget it,” Feng Jun waved his hand weakly, “That girl is frail, and I doubt she’s capable of delivering messages. How about this… Xiao Hui.”

Before Gu Jiahui could speak up, Xiao Xiang screamed for her life, “I can do it, I will definitely complete it.”

Feng Jun couldn’t be bothered with her anymore, “Xiao Hui, I’ll leave the matter to you… And what about this Kou Laozhong, who will take care of him first?”

“I’ll do it,” Xu Lei Gang and Lu Xiaoning spoke up together.

Just then, a series of shrill “squeaks” sounded, and Feng Jun glanced at Hua Hua in the distance, “That’s settled then, you do it. Just don’t kill him… we’re still waiting to trick him for magic artifacts.”

“Squeak, squeak~” Another round of shrill squeals, anyone could hear the joy in the sounds.

Doomed! Kou Laozhong could only feel darkness before his eyes: Damn it, this demon is actually someone’s pet…