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Chapter 410 A slap sent the hand flying, *smack!*

A sigh echoed from the depths of the hall.

Chen Xu's heart stirred slightly.

For the first time, he discovered that he could not sense the depth of the sighing person's feelings.

This was the first time since he had cultivated to the Golden Core stage that he had lost the ability to perceive the cultivation level of others.

If we can't sense anything, there's only one answer: the other party's cultivation level is above the Golden Core stage!

Yes, there is a Nascent Soul Ancestor in the Divine Mechanism Sect.

It is said that there are at least two—

Of course, whether there are more is beyond the knowledge of outsiders.

This is also why Chen Xuming, despite possessing the Golden Core cultivation level, has deliberately concealed one layer of it.

There are too many extraordinary people in this world.

Just because he couldn't contact them before doesn't mean these extraordinary people don't exist.

Chen Xu always wanted to have a backup plan, so that he would have more leeway to deal with things in critical moments.

Ye Ningzhen drew her sword at Liao Zhenfeng in the blink of an eye.

Then, as the swords were drawn and returned, both of them retreated in an instant.

Seeing that things were getting out of control, Ye Ningzhen seemed about to collapse injured, but a sigh came from deep within the hall.

Accompanying the sigh was a huge palm-leaf fan that flew in, spinning around.

The palm-leaf fan flew into the air and suddenly split in two, turning from one palm-leaf fan into two palm-leaf fans.

One fan shadow caught Ye Ningzhen as she flew backward, while another fan shadow, as if swatting a fly, slapped towards Liao Zhenfeng, who was also retreating in the hall.

Liao Zhenfeng's expression changed drastically: "Uncle-Master Mao!"

Seeing the fan coming down like a collapsing mountain, Liao Zhenfeng had no way to avoid it and was hit hard in an instant.

"Ah!" he cried out in pain.

boom!
As the fan's shadow fell, Liao Zhenfeng collapsed to the ground, his armor bursting open.

Bang bang bang!
Fragments of the magical artifact flew out and scattered all over the ground.

Just as he had kicked Shao Jiliang earlier, causing his armor to burst open, Liao Zhenfeng's armor was now also shattered by the fan.

Liao Zhenfeng let out a series of screams: "Ah! Martial Uncle, I'm not convinced!"

Just because Yu Hanhai is the sect leader, does that mean the rest of us disciples can't even offer our opinions?

He's wrong, so why can't I object?

Liao Zhenfeng paused slightly in his fan-slapping motion, and immediately cried out his innocence:
"Uncle-Master Mao, your disciple wants to expose Yu Hanhai!"

Driven by his own selfish desires, he made an inappropriate decision, staking the entire sect's resources on a magical artifact that was impossible to complete.

This resulted in the other disciples lacking resources year after year, making it difficult for them to make any progress in their cultivation.

I simply want to call Yu Hanhai out to confront me so we can have a fair and square discussion.

Therefore, he took some slightly excessive measures, pretending to coerce his two apprentices.

But to everyone's surprise, Junior Nephew Ye reacted so strongly, actually defying his superior and taking the initiative to draw his sword against his disciple.

Please, Uncle-Master, see the truth... Ah!

boom--

It turned out that the palm-leaf fan had fallen again.

This time, before Liao Zhenfeng could offer any further explanation, the deep voice from the depths of the hall sighed once more:

"Xiao Liao, are you trying to force Yu Hanhai out?"

You're clearly trying to force your ancestor to come out...

Yu Hanhai is in seclusion at Xinghuotai. Even if you cause a huge commotion outside, how could he possibly hear you or come out?
You just want me, your ancestor, to step in and punish Yu Hanhai.

But as you said, he is the sect leader.

As the sect leader, his word is law, and his actions are the standard for the sect.

If you oppose him, you can offer advice or submit a petition.

Even more so, if your beliefs are not aligned with the Dao, you may request to leave the sect.

However, he made a grave mistake by bullying the younger disciples and pressuring them.

Since you bullied me first, don't blame me for retaliating in kind. I'll slap you and spank you!

As they were speaking, a series of sharp, cracking sounds rang out. Liao Zhenfeng, a dignified Golden Core cultivator, was pinned to the ground by the palm-leaf fan, his armor first shattered, then he was repeatedly struck in the back while being pressed down—

Oh no, I mean spanking.

Liao Zhenfeng's body was flashing with golden light. He struggled as if he was about to jump up, but was then slapped back to the ground by the palm-leaf fan.

When the Nascent Soul Ancestor said he would spank someone, he meant it.

They beat Liao Zhenfeng until his skin was torn and bleeding, and his angry words gradually subsided.

He would occasionally beg for mercy: "Uncle-Master Mao, I was wrong, please forgive me..."

"Uncle-Master Mao, I request to leave the sect. You must not punish me like this..."

"Uncle-Master Mao, ah!"

Finally, Liao Zhenfeng let out a scream and was suddenly slapped by a palm leaf fan.

boom--

He was so forcefully slapped that he flew out of the main gate of the Reception Hall.

However, it flew into the sky in an instant and turned into a tiny black dot.

But the palm-leaf fan seemed not to have let Liao Zhenfeng off the hook. With a sudden slap, it slammed him down from the sky.

Finally, the disciples in the Reception Hall heard what sounded like a heavy thud from a great distance.

The entire hall seemed to tremble as a result of the sound.

It's not hard to imagine where that sound came from.

The disciples in the hall couldn't help but shudder at the sound.

From deep within the main hall, the deep voice chuckled and said:

"Little Liao, although the sect does not prohibit its disciples from leaving the sect or going to the upper sect, there are still limits."

There are rules for how to enter and how to exit.

How can you just betray us or make a scene whenever you want?
"Recently, disciples from all the halls have left the sect. Do you really think your ancestor is made of clay?"

As they spoke, the voice grew closer and closer.

It seemed as if they had gradually come from the depths of the main hall to the center of it.

Everyone in the hall listened with trepidation. Then, a disciple suddenly looked up and was the first to notice the anomaly.

The disciple exclaimed in surprise, "Ancestor!"

Ancestor?

It turned out to be the Nascent Soul Ancestor, Master Mao, who had been heard but never seen, appearing in the main hall in loose robes and a palm-leaf fan in his hand.

The disciples had no idea exactly when he appeared.

All I know is that at some point, I looked up and suddenly saw the ancestor appear.

This old ancestor was broad-minded and stout, with a rugged physique.

He was dressed in a light, loose-fitting hemp robe, with his chest wide open, and he was barefoot.

At first glance, he doesn't look like a Nascent Soul Ancestor, but rather like a dissolute, wealthy country old man.

But who would dare to truly regard him as just an ordinary wealthy man?

In an instant, the disciples cried out and knelt down, exclaiming, "Ancestor! Ancestor!"

Master Mao waved his palm-leaf fan, as if shooing away flies, and said:
"Go away, go away, don't be so polite. Young man, go do what you're supposed to do, don't linger with the old man."

He chased away the others, but walked over to Ye Ningzhen, who was being caught by a palm-leaf fan, with great interest, looking at her as if she were a rare treasure.

At this moment, Ye Ningzhen, with blood stained at the corner of her mouth, sat pale-faced on a large palm-leaf fan.

The palm-leaf fan she was sitting on looked exactly the same as the palm-leaf fan in the hand of Master Mao.

However, upon closer inspection, one can see that the palm-leaf fan that Ye Ningzhen was sitting on seems slightly illusory, unlike the palm-leaf fan in Mao Zhenren's hand, which has more realistic details.

It is conceivable that this palm-leaf fan, along with the one that chased Liao Zhenfeng earlier, is very likely a projection of the palm-leaf fan in Master Mao's hand.

This magical artifact is truly amazing.

Master Mao circled around Ye Ningzhen, clicking his tongue as he looked at her, and asked:
"Little Leaf, what's wrong with you? You've suddenly become enlightened?"

Sword intent, huh? To comprehend sword intent at such a young age... Even the true disciples of great sects are no more than this..."

Upon hearing this question, Ye Ningzhen subconsciously raised her gaze and suddenly looked at Chen Xu.

At that time, Chen Xu was with the other disciples, seemingly about to leave.

(End of this chapter)