Published: December 28, 2024
“Then what if he can't hold on?”
“Then that means his willpower is not strong enough, and there's no saving him. Besides, it’s not our place to intervene. Do you think no one will help Murong Tian? Hmph, he has a deep background. Relying on his connections, he usually doesn’t give us face. Now that he’s caused such a big incident, it’s time he learns a lesson.”
“Exactly, this kid has always looked down on others. Now, kneeling here, bearing endless humiliation, he should understand some principles and come to terms with certain things. In the end, it might even be a good thing.”
“Then we won’t interfere, let’s continue to watch. Did you see that Qin Chen is quite measured? Although he has suppressed someone and even extracted the Law, he hasn’t killed anyone. Clearly, he is very astute. For someone like him, it’s best we don’t rashly confront him. After all, he is the Holy Son of the Refiner Department. If we, the old-timers from the Martial Department, get involved, and someone holds a grudge, that would be frustrating.”
“Right, right. Let nature take its course. However, I didn’t expect that the Refiner Department would produce such a top-tier prodigy this time, even capable of suppressing Murong Tian. No wonder the Grand Elder appointed him as the chief disciple. If he represents our Tian Gong in that trial, he might truly gain fame.”
“Let’s watch the changes.”
Deep within the Martial Department, powerful divine thoughts were communicating.
These top elders exchanged divine thoughts in an instant; in just a few breaths of time, Qin Chen had completely determined the outcome against Murong Tian.
Murong Tian was kneeling on the ground, sealed and suppressed, covered in blood, struggling violently but unable to rise, enduring ridicule.
Kneeling here, he was constantly observed by many divine thoughts, being pointed at. Not to mention the extremely proud Murong Tian, even an ordinary person would find it unbearable.
At this moment, Murong Tian was furious, his face twisted, on the verge of exploding at any moment.
“This is…” In the sky, the heir of the Western Emperor, Fu Zixi, saw this scene and showed shock on his face. He never expected that Qin Chen could defeat Murong Tian so effortlessly, almost without exerting any effort, strolling leisurely, with a calm demeanor. The key point was that Qin Chen had actually made Murong Tian kneel, and no matter how hard Murong Tian tried, he could not break free.
This was much harder than directly killing Murong Tian.
Originally, Fu Zixi and Murong Tian were supposed to act together to suppress Qin Chen, but after seeing Murong Tian take the lead, out of respect for the old Holy Son's dignity, he did not join forces with Murong Tian against the newcomer, witnessing such an absurd scene.
At this moment, a hint of retreat suddenly arose in Fu Zixi's heart, wanting to leave this place.
“What? You want to retreat?”
Qin Chen seemed to sense Fu Zixi's intention to withdraw and suddenly turned around, his eyes locking onto Fu Zixi: “Although your actions are not as great as Murong Tian's, they are still a grave offense. How dare you covet my subordinates? Given that you have not committed a major error, kneel down. As long as you kneel and admit your mistake to Qingling and the others, I will overlook this matter, considering we are all disciples of the Martial Department.”
Qin Chen said lightly, demanding Fu Zixi to kneel and admit his wrongdoing.
Everyone’s expressions changed. This guy is so arrogant, too domineering, actually demanding an old Holy Son of the Martial Department to kneel and admit fault in front of everyone. How confident, how arrogant, how strong must he be to say such things?
“Sir, this Holy Son did not know these three are your people. I have offended you before, it was unintentional. I ask you to consider my face and let go of my subordinates. I, Fu Zixi, can guarantee that my people will not disturb yours in the future.”