Chapter 2: Branches as Swords
Huh? Chen Li frowned when he heard the voice. These people were looking for him.
But at this moment, his whole body was stiff and he couldn't move, even if he wanted to.
The strange bright spot in his dantian was still rotating. The spirit stone beside him seemed to be absorbed by some force. The spiritual power in it was being madly absorbed into his dantian. As strands of spiritual power gathered, the strange light spot began to change constantly.
"Finally found this loser. I thought he had escaped from the sect with the spirit stones. A loser like him who was expelled from the outer sect can go down the mountain to make a living."
"Yes, I thought so too. However, it seems that this loser is not ready to give up. He actually hides in the back mountain and wants to practice. Haha, it's really ridiculous."
"Brother Zhao, look, that's the spirit stone. I'm afraid this garbage can't even absorb it. The spiritual power on the spirit stone is almost not consumed at all." Five people appeared a few meters away from Chen Li, and each of them looked at the spirit stone with a hint of greed in their eyes.
Spirit stones are too important for cultivators. For outer sect servants like them, it takes half a year or even a year to accumulate one spirit stone.
The two spirit stones in Chen Li's hand were simply huge sums of money in their eyes.
Moreover, the age limit for practicing is limited. If one is over 20 years old, it is impossible to practice even if one wants to. Now spirit stones are much more valuable to them than gold and silver.
"Hey, this loser didn't even react when he saw us coming. Humph, he actually dared to ignore Brother Zhao." One of the servants sneered when he saw Chen Li didn't move when they arrived.
In their opinion, Chen Li should be trembling with fear and kneeling in front of them at this moment.
"Hehe, what you said is not right. You should know that he was a genius in the outer sect and was appreciated by the elders. Naturally, he would not take us menial disciples seriously. Brother Zhao, it seems that this kid has not accepted his own identity. A waste actually ignores you, Brother Zhao." Another menial disciple showed a malicious smile and rolled up his sleeves as he looked at Chen Li.
Obviously he wanted to bully.
The leading servant known as Big Brother Zhao was looking at Chen Li with great interest at this moment. At the beginning, Chen Li became the elder's registered disciple in the name of genius, which made them all envious. But the genius who was once high and mighty has now become a waste that they can bully at will. Just thinking about it makes people excited.
"Don't pretend to be dead. Get up quickly, kneel on the ground and kowtow ten times. I heard that you have a beautiful sister and a younger sister. When the time comes, let the two sisters sleep with me. Who knows, I might let you go." Zhao Rong smiled evilly and looked at Chen Li.
The other four servants also had evil looks on their faces.
"Brother, when you get tired of playing with it, can you give it to us to play with?"
"That's right, big brother. When the time comes, as long as you enter the outer gate, mere mortals will come just by waving at you."
"Haha, okay, when I'm done playing with it, I'll give it to you. Then you will all be the brother-in-law of this loser." Zhao Rong laughed.
But soon they frowned, because even though they were talking like that, Chen Li in front of them didn't move at all.
"Is he dead?"
"He cultivated a fork, which led to his death?"
Several servants approached Chen Li cautiously, because Chen Li looked so strange.
"Forget about him, bring the spirit stone here, and then throw this piece of trash down the mountain." Zhao Rong just felt bored. A piece of trash who died because of practicing insanely, there would be no chance of bullying after his death.
"Hehe, Brother Zhao, since this guy is dead, why don't we just go down the mountain and play with those sisters." A errand disciple said with a wicked smile.
The eyes of the other people also lit up, but before Zhao Rong could nod, he suddenly felt a coldness around him.
Um?
Several people looked behind them and saw that Chen Li had stood up, looking at them with cold eyes.
"You want to die, right?" Chen Li's words were extremely cold, seemingly without a trace of emotion, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.
At the same time, a miniature sword-shaped mark slowly emerged on his forehead, looking extremely terrifying.
"You, you're not dead?"
Several errand disciples were startled, but they quickly reacted and felt that it was a shame to be startled by Chen Li.
"Asshole, how dare a loser talk to us like this."
"Kill him, kill him for me." Zhao Rong's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he ordered others in a very desperate manner.
Chen Li's eyes flashed with coldness and he sneered, " Kill me? Humph, I didn't intend to kill you, but since you have evil intentions, I will send you to hell."
After saying that, Chen Li picked up a branch from the ground, waved it casually in his hand a few times, and was very satisfied.
"You are crazy, you want to kill us with a branch?"
"Haha, he must have been possessed by a demon during his training and is now unconscious. He is a loser who is not even at the first level of Qi training, yet he wants to kill us. How ridiculous."
The errand disciples had been frightened by Chen Li's aura before, but now they came to their senses and started to laugh.
Chen Li was a notorious waste. He had already reached the sixth level of Qi training and was known as a rare genius in the outer sect. However, he did not expect that after being accepted as a disciple by the elders, his cultivation would continue to decline, and he would eventually become a waste without any spiritual power.
They did not believe that Chen Li had the ability to kill them, so they immediately drew out the long swords behind their backs and wanted to kill Chen Li.
The Nanli Sword Sect lives by the sword, and is good at killing. Each of these menial disciples has the strength of the second or third level of weapon refining. With the sword in hand, it only takes a moment to kill Chen Li.
Just when they were ready to attack with murderous intent, Chen Li closed his eyes slightly, and a trace of spiritual power gathered on the branch. There was a flash of light in his eyes, and it seemed that what was in his hand was no longer a branch, but a sharp fairy sword.
"The sword takes shape with intention, and everything can be a sword. Today you all must die." Chen Li closed his eyes slightly and spoke slowly, then the branch suddenly pointed like a stream of light towards the servants.
"Kill him!" Seeing Chen Li attacking, Zhao Rong and others did not think that a small branch could kill them, but they felt insulted. A useless person who didn't even have a weapon dared to attack them. So an outer disciple roared and came towards Chen Li with a long sword raised.
The long sword was flashing with spiritual power, which was at least the second level of Qi training. Even hard rocks would be shattered by one blow. Everyone felt that Chen Li would definitely be split in half by this sword.
Ah... a shrill scream was heard, and everyone looked over, but then they all widened their eyes in shock, their eyes full of disbelief.
This...how is this possible.
