Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 229 - 230: Rude Remarks (1st Update) (Please Favorite, Reward, and Recommend)

Chapter 229: Chapter 230: Rude Remarks (1st Update) (Please Favorite, Reward, and Recommend)

"Who dares to barge into the Punishment Hall!"

"Where did this kid come from, barging into the Punishment Hall, could it be he’s tired of living?"

The moment Chu Fengmian stepped into the Punishment Hall, several Disciples suddenly stood up from both sides, looking at Chu Fengmian with hostile eyes.

"If there’s nothing important, scram immediately. The Punishment Hall is not a place anyone can just barge into!"

Those Punishment Hall Disciples arrogantly spoke.

The Punishment Hall’s status, transcending the Martial Victory Academy, caused these Disciples to be extremely arrogant, merely glancing at Chu Fengmian’s realm, which was only at the peak of the Spirit Sea realm.

At most, he was considered an Inner Sect Disciple, hardly worth their attention.

"Huh?"

Chu Fengmian glanced at the Disciples, snorted coldly without paying them any heed, and walked directly towards the inside of the Hall.

These Disciples weren’t even worth teaching a lesson to him.

"Stop right there!"

"Kid, it seems you really want to taste some pain!"

Seeing Chu Fengmian completely ignoring them, the Disciples began to angrily shout.

"Catch him and bring him to the Punishment Palace. Since he wants to come to the Punishment Hall, let’s show him how formidable we are!"

A man’s eyes flashed a chilling smile, and with a swift movement, he quietly lunged at Chu Fengmian, grasping a pitch-black chain and trying to bind him.

"Boom!"

Before this pitch-black chain could touch Chu Fengmian, a massive Spiritual Power violently burst from him.

This wave of Spiritual Power turned into a Spiritual Power storm, furiously spreading around.

"Scram!"

Chu Fengmian roared, and under the wave of the sound, those Punishment Hall Disciples were sent flying, each spitting blood and collapsing on the ground.

These Disciples’ realms were at most in the Spirit Sea realm. Now, at such close proximity, they had borne the brunt of Chu Fengmian’s Dragon Roar.

Their Spirit Veins were shattered by Chu Fengmian, their Spiritual Power utterly drained, turning them into cripples.

"Chu Fengmian, what are you doing!"

Cheng Wu rushed over and, seeing the Disciples strewn all around, his face filled with anger.

These Disciples had their Spirit Veins shattered by Chu Fengmian and could never cultivate again.

Chu Fengmian’s shout had disabled many highly talented geniuses of the Punishment Hall.

"Cruel and ruthless!"

"Why did you attack our Punishment Hall Disciples for no reason!"

"No reason? They wanted to deal with Chu first, disabling their realms is already leaving them a way out. Otherwise, do you think they could still be alive?"

Chu Fengmian coldly said.

He was right—if Chu Fengmian had truly intended to be ruthless, none of these Disciples could have survived; his next move would have been enough to kill them all.

"You called Chu here to the Punishment Hall—what exactly do you want to do? If there’s nothing, Chu is ready to leave!"

Chu Fengmian coldly huffed.

"You!"

Cheng Wu’s face rapidly changed, but he gradually calmed down.

"Let’s talk inside. The Hall Master and the Supreme Elders of our Punishment Hall have been waiting for a long time."

"Fine."

Chu Fengmian flashed a relaxed smile and then strode towards the inside of the Punishment Hall.

To outsiders, the Punishment Hall seemed like the gates of hell, but to Chu Fengmian, it was hardly anything of concern.

Since he had come, he might as well see what kind of tricks this Punishment Hall could play.

"Boom!"

As soon as Chu Fengmian entered a palace, the grand doors suddenly slammed shut, and in the darkness, several oil lamps abruptly lit up.

These oil lamps emitted a fragrance of Spiritual Energy.

"Human oil lamps?"

Chu Fengmian frowned upon seeing the oil in the lamps.

The faint Spiritual Power emanating from the oil meant that it had been extracted and refined from the bodies of Martial Artists.

This method was extremely cruel and horrifying—extracting the body fat from people to make lamp oil.

The entire Punishment Hall was filled with a sense of harshness and viciousness.

Ordinary Disciples who entered it would likely not withstand it and would directly kneel down.

Chu Fengmian walked into this palace, which was already densely packed with people.

A man sat on the throne at the top, his face proud and his eyes filled with a murderous aura; Chu Fengmian knew—

This person was the Hall Master of the Punishment Hall, Xing Tianlao.

Behind Xing Tianlao stood countless figures, all of them Supreme Elders of the Punishment Hall, with Inner Sect Elders and Outer Sect Elders on both sides.

It seemed that Chu Fengmian’s visit had indeed disturbed all the powerhouses of the Punishment Hall; everyone was gathered.

The Punishment Hall had not been this lively in a long time.

"Chu Fengmian, kneel down!"

Suddenly, an elder at the side shouted angrily.

"Coming to the Punishment Hall and still not repenting? Kneel down quickly and confess your crimes!"

"Crimes? What crimes has Chu indeed committed?"

Chu Fengmian chuckled lightly, his eyes flashing a cold smile as he glanced at the elder who had just spoken.

"What crimes? Chu Fengmian, you’ve come to this Punishment Hall and still refuse to acknowledge your wrongs? Your crimes are extremely grievous!"

The elder shouted angrily again.

"You’ve slaughtered fellow Sect Disciples, disrespected elders, and injured our Punishment Hall Disciples! Such evil deeds would justify slicing you into a thousand pieces!"

"Exactly, there’s no need for a trial, just kill this youngster!"

"No, capture him first, then extract the fat from his body to make lamp oil, burn it at the main gate of our Punishment Hall, and flay his skin to hang it at the front gate, letting others understand the consequences of provoking our Punishment Hall."

Another elder said viciously.

Countless gazes were now looking at Chu Fengmian as if they were about to witness his execution.

"Oh? What sort of people are you to dare dictate to Chu?"

Chu Fengmian glanced at the three elders who had just spoken, his eyes revealing killing intent.

"Dare to speak insolently? Alright, let’s cut off the tongues of you three!"

Chu Fengmian waved his hand broadly and suddenly struck out, reaching towards the elders. They tried to resist but were no match for Chu Fengmian and were instantly caught in his grasp.

"Put them down!"

"Chu Fengmian, what are you doing?"

"Acting in the Punishment Hall? Are you really seeking death? Are there no more rules?"

Chu Fengmian’s sudden action made the Supreme Elders behind him unable to hold back any longer, and streams of Spiritual Power bombarded Chu Fengmian, trying to rescue the three elders from his grasp.