Chapter 10

"Hey... " The face of that young man was swollen, like a pig's head, as he was helped up by someone.

"Sister Xiner, why did you hit someone?" Ning Hengqing asked.

Ning Xiner glared at Ning Hengqing and said, "If you dare to say one bad word about my mother, I'll beat you too, do you believe me?"

The corners of Ning Hengqing's mouth twitched. Although he was very arrogant, he didn't dare to show off in front of Ning Xiner. Ning Xiner had already cultivated the Divine Martial Body, and even with his cultivation at the eighth level of Profound Qi, he wasn't a match for her.

Of course, there were many young nobles from the Hou Mansion present. If he was intimidated by Ning Xiner's words, he would lose face. So he fixed his gaze on Ning Xiaochuan and sneered, "Everyone is telling the truth. Your brother is a waste, and Cousin Ning Xiao suspects his birth. Is that wrong? It's just a verbal dispute, but you attacked a member of the Hou Mansion. When your cultivation is higher in the future, will you kill members of the clan? Have you forgotten the family rules of the Sword Pavilion Hou Mansion?"

"Indeed, it's too much. You shouldn't fight with your own clan members!"

"It's no wonder someone dares to kill the children of the Sword Pavilion Hou Mansion when we are so disharmonious."

"Your brother is a waste and doesn't strive. It's not right to not allow people to speak. We criticize him for his own good."

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Many people were criticizing Ning Xiner. Some said she was arrogant because of her talent, some said she bullied others with her power, and some said she violated family rules and should be punished.

Although Ning Xiner had high cultivation, she was still just a 14-year-old girl. Under the criticism of the crowd, she was isolated and helpless, like a small grass in a storm, enduring the gales from all directions.

She had been so strong all these years, knowing that if she didn't hold on, those people would kill her brother.

Now, she still stood firm. Facing the criticism of the crowd, she tightly bit her lips, her eyes glistening with tears, but she held them back, "No, my brother is not a waste!"

"Shut up, all of you! What's wrong with hitting someone? Who dares to say anything else, I'll beat them too!"

"Shut up!"

Ning Hengqing looked at Ning Xiner, who was surrounded by the crowd, with a smug smile on his face.

Ning Xiaochuan also looked at Ning Xiner, who was defending him, feeling a strange sense of emotion. For the first time, he truly regarded her as his sister. He clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth, and swore, "Who the hell dares to say another word? So what if I'm a waste? Did I sleep in your wife's bed? Did I make your father wear a green hat? If you have the guts, come at me. Bullying a little girl, what kind of skill is that?"

Everyone was stunned, as if petrified, and a thousand pairs of eyes stared at Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xiner also blinked her eyes, staring at her brother, her eyes sparkling!

Ning Xiaochuan straightened his collar, walked to Ning Xiner's side, and stared sharply at everyone present, "Who is the waste? You are all a bunch of wastes who only know how to fight among yourselves. Don't you see the three bodies on the ground? Did you care who killed them? Did you check their fatal wounds? Did you think about why they were killed? You just bully me and my sister because we have no parents, because we are orphans, and you think we are easy to bully. Why don't you go after those who kill the children of the Hou Mansion? Because you are afraid, because you are weak, because you bully the weak and fear the strong! Wastes! All of you are wastes!"

Many people were stunned by his outburst.

Ning Hengqing's face turned green, and he sneered, "The uncles have already checked their fatal wounds and are discussing in the council hall. Do these things need to be worried about by a sickly person like you?"

Ning Xiaochuan replied, "The uncles have eaten dinner tonight, are you eating or not? The uncles will go to the toilet tomorrow, will you go or not? The uncles will lead troops to battle, will you not lead troops to battle in the future, and just stay in the mansion thinking about how to deal with me, a waste?"

Ning Hengqing's face turned green and then white, his blood almost bursting his veins, and his body almost exploding. He gritted his teeth and said, "What are you? How dare you scold this young master? I'll cripple you."

A large patch of blood-red martial Profound Qi burst from Ning Hengqing's palm, and a cold aura rushed out of his body, making his clothes flutter without wind.

"Look! Look! So angry! Knowing that my constitution is weak and I can't cultivate martial Profound Qi, you still attack me. You want to kill me in front of everyone! We are of the same root, why are you so eager to harm me? Ning Hengqing, if you want to kill your own clan members now, what will you do in the future? Will you dare to kill the Marquis? Are you rebelling?" Ning Xiaochuan said.

"Will you dare to kill the Marquis? Are you rebelling?" This sentence was too serious, equivalent to the crime of rebellion.

Ning Hengqing's martial Profound Qi had already rushed out of his body, but Ning Xiaochuan's words stopped him. The Profound Qi in his body reversed, and his blood flowed backward.

"Spit!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out.

Ning Hengqing was severely injured by his own reversed Profound Qi, his eyes glaring fiercely at Ning Xiaochuan, and then he fell straight to the ground.

Seeing Ning Hengqing spit out so much blood, Ning Xiaochuan also pulled Ning Xiner back two steps, afraid of getting splashed. He lightly touched his nose and said resentfully, "I've told you before that respect is mutual, but you wouldn't listen."

"Spit!" Ning Hengqing spat out another mouthful of blood and fainted.

"Still a master, can't even take a few words. His mental strength needs improvement!" Ning Xiaochuan shook his head and sighed.

Ning Xiner rolled her eyes, thinking, "Brother, those two sentences aren't something just anyone can take!"

Everyone was stunned again, and they all stared at Ning Xiaochuan. Their eyes seemed to say, "Even a master at the eighth level of Profound Qi was made to reverse his blood and faint. You are too amazing!"

"What are you all shouting about? Someone, carry Ning Hengqing away and send him to Old Lin for treatment." Ning Qianwu walked out of the council hall and saw this scene.

His son's death had already made him extremely upset, and now seeing Ning Xiaochuan made him even more irritable. The killing intent in his eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice, "We have preliminarily determined that Ning Han and the two servants were killed by the Blood Devouring Demon Sect. For the next half month, no one from the Sword Pavilion Hou Mansion is allowed to leave the mansion until the old Marquis comes out of seclusion and makes a decision."

Ning Qianwu glanced at Ning Xiaochuan again, a cold light flashing in his eyes, and then he turned and walked back into the council hall.

Outside the council hall, it was in an uproar. All the children of the Hou Mansion were discussing, some with intense expressions, others with worried looks.

"The Blood Devouring Demon Sect dares to kill the children of the Sword Pavilion Hou Mansion in the imperial city. This is a direct provocation! We must fight, and destroy all their branches in the imperial city."

"The Blood Devouring Demon Sect is powerful, with many disciples. The six Demon Sect leaders are all at the Martial Venerable level. Fighting them will not be beneficial to the Sword Pavilion Hou Mansion!"

"Is the Sword Pavilion Hou Mansion afraid of them? The leader of the Asura Demon Sect, who was so arrogant, was once cut off his right leg by the Marquis. He doesn't dare to come to the imperial city now."

Ning Han's death caused a huge stir in the Sword Pavilion Hou Mansion, especially since it involved the Blood Devouring Demon Sect, making many people uneasy.

Ning Xiaochuan naturally knew that this was not the work of the Blood Devouring Demon Sect, but that he had drained their blood. However, he could only keep this secret in his heart and not tell anyone.

He had planned to tell Ning Xiner the secret of his ability to cultivate martial Profound Qi once he became a Heart Nourishing Master, but after this incident, he felt it was necessary to continue hiding it.

When Ning Xiaochuan and Ning Xiner returned to their courtyard, it was already late. They ate the dinner brought by the maids together.

"Brother, what does 'tooth sharp' mean?"

"Brother, 'We are of the same root, why are you so eager to harm me?' Where did you copy this poem from?"

"Brother, you were so fierce when you scolded people! Ning Hengqing, who is at the eighth level of Profound Qi, was made to spit blood by you. You will definitely become a celebrity in the Sword Pavilion Hou Mansion tomorrow."

Ning Xiner's big eyes were curved like two moons, asking various questions.

"Am I not always a celebrity?" Ning Xiaochuan said.

Ning Xiner held her head and thought for a moment, then nodded, "It seems so."

"I'm full, I'm going to bed."

Ning Xiaochuan stood up and walked out, feeling very eager. There were ten Heart Nourishing Grass and ten Blood Nourishing Grass in his bag. After being delayed in the council hall, he could finally start refining them. Once the refinement was complete, it would be a huge fortune, and he might even use this opportunity to break through to the fifth level of Profound Qi.

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait any longer!