Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Xiao Jingxuan scratched his ears in a sly manner, still looking a little dissatisfied, and said nonchalantly, "You're wrong, what did you call him?"

He suddenly drew his sword, and the gentleness and playfulness just now suddenly disappeared. His expression became cold and cruel, and a hint of murderous intent surged between his brows.

The edge of the sword brushed against the rope that was stretched straight and tight due to the heavy objects hanging on it. He smiled carelessly, his voice cold, "Say it again."

Ruan Xiangwan was frightened and trembled even more violently. After all, as long as Xiao Jingxuan injected a little spiritual power into him, the sword energy could cut off this last straw.

Ye Cijing, who was standing closest to Xiao Jingxuan, was dumbfounded. He stretched out his hands to dissuade him, but he didn't dare to get closer. It was too scary, and a little strange.

Although Xiao Jingxuan used to be a slacker in everything he did and often bullied the weak, he would never take human life lightly.

He would not be as radical as he was today, intending to kill his fellow apprentice. I heard that it was for the sake of the junior uncle he despised the most!

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you! Senior Brother Xiao, please take it easy. I'll tell you again." Ruan Xiangwan's face turned red with shame and he took a deep breath.

"Immortal Yunlan is not a waste! Ruan Xiangwan is a waste! I am a waste, I am a waste." He asked unconvincedly: "Is this okay now?"

Chu Huaizhou's thoughts paused for a moment, as if his mind was shrouded in a thick fog. He reacted very slowly and clumsily.

Is Xiao Jingxuan...seeking justice for him?

Xiao Jingxuan then grinned, asked the people watching the show to help, put him down, and said with a chuckle, "That's right."

Then he suddenly grabbed him by the collar, pulled him close to him, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "From now on, if you dare to disrespect him again, it won't be just a simple threat."

He was already tall, and Ruan Xiangwan was half-fallen on the ground at this moment, his lowered eyes carrying hidden threats and cruelty.

It disappeared in just a moment, because he caught a glimpse of a familiar sky-blue figure in his peripheral vision. It was Chu Huaizhou, who was not conspicuous behind the crowd.

Xiao Jingxuan was stunned for a moment, then he stood up straight, turned around, bowed his head respectfully, and called out, "Junior Master."

The disciples around noticed the expressionless man with fluttering sleeves and a moon-like appearance, and they all involuntarily made way for him.

With Ruan Xiangwan's experience as a lesson, they all clasped their fists and bowed, calling him respectfully, one after another: "Your Excellency Yunlan."

Chu Huaizhou raised his eyelids, his soft eyelashes rose and fell, and there was a fragmented light in his eyes that was difficult to describe the emotion.

He nodded calmly, "Go away and do your own things."

After most of the disciples around had left, he first glanced at Ruan Xiangwan, who was half-kneeling on the ground with her legs weak from fear, and then he looked up at Xiao Jingxuan.

The slender purple eyes were cold and indifferent, and seemed a little inhuman. "We are all fellow disciples, why do we have to fight hand to hand on this road?"

Ruan Xiangwan struggled to get up, bowed perfunctorily, and complained: "Your Excellency Yunlan, it was Xiao Jingxuan who started it first! I fought back in self-defense!"

"Okay, I know." Chu Huaizhou turned to the other purple-robed man who was standing straight, and said impartially, "Do you have anything to say?"

"Junior Master," Xiao Jingxuan raised his eyes, his eyes were misty and his ice-green pupils were clear and bright, "Junior Master, I have nothing to say."

"Okay." Chu Huaizhou said coldly: "Pavilion Master and your master, please let me handle this matter in full, to show fairness and justice."

"Immortal Master Yun Huai, Immortal Master Ning You, the disciples in the hall, Xiao Jingxuan, and Ruan Xiangwan, did not abide by the sect rules, gathered together to fight privately, and ignored the teachings of the master. They violated the first sect rule and commandment of our sect. They must recite the sect rule 100 times and be whipped 20 times."

"Since it was Xiao Jingxuan who started the fight, he will be punished by being confined to the Dream Fairy Coffin House for half a month. Do you two have any objections?"

As long as Ruan Xiangwan saw that Xiao Jingxuan was not having a good time, she would feel happy and relaxed all over; she didn't care if both sides suffered losses or if she hurt the enemy by a thousand but lost eight hundred of her own.

He suppressed the obvious snicker on his face and said, "No objection."

Xiao Jingxuan looked at the hem of the blue snow satin robe, took a deep breath, and smiled an innocent, broken, and even somewhat sad smile, "Uncle Junior, I have no objection."

The blue veins were half visible under the wide sleeves, and the white palms with slightly protruding joints were pressed on the waist, and bright red blood seeped out through the fingers.

The overly artificial and pitiful smile on his face hurt the wound on his waist. He took a breath and lowered the corners of his mouth.

Chu Huaizhou's body swayed slightly, but he finally steadied his feet without moving. His expression was cold and indifferent, and his voice showed no emotion. "Are you injured?"

"Junior Master, this minor injury is nothing serious." He shrugged his shoulders, grinned at him, and hissed in pain.

Ye Cijing stood beside him, occasionally extending his hand to support him, "Senior Brother Xiao, don't be so stubborn at this time."

Xiao Jingxuan really wasn't trying to be brave. This minor flesh wound was caused by him intentionally rubbing against the edge of Ruan Xiangwan's sword.

Xiao Jingxuan, who was actually 19 years old, didn't have any spiritual martial arts yet, yet he defeated Ruan Xiangwan with his bare hands and remained unscathed. This inevitably aroused suspicion.

Because in recent years, he has been aggressive and naughty, laughing all day long, and has not made any progress in his spiritual practice.

Even though he is extremely talented and has the help of spiritual eyes, his cultivation level is still far behind Ruan Xiangwan, who entered the Biluo Yundian realm at the same time.

It would be hard to justify if he didn't injure himself or draw some blood, and it would be hard to explain if asked about it later.

So much so that after he was put under house arrest, rumors spread among the small peaks: Senior Brother Xiao is incompetent, loves to play, and is fond of fighting and showing off.

Chu Huaizhou's eyebrows were still cold, his face was as cold as jade, and he said mercilessly: "It's okay if it's a minor injury, then go down and accept the punishment."

"Yes, Junior Uncle-Master." Xiao Jingxuan lowered his head with a lost look. A trace of loneliness passed through his eyes faintly, which was a little sad but not resentful.

When his good friend Ye Cijing saw him frowning, he thought it was because he was in great pain, so he immediately stepped forward to help his brother.

"Your Excellency Yunlan, I would like to plead for Senior Brother Xiao. He is still injured in the abdomen. If he is beaten with another twenty boards, he will not be able to get out of bed for seven or eight days! Your Excellency Qing, please be lenient and give a light punishment. Spare the twenty lashes."

He secretly thought in his heart: The first time I bowed respectfully to Immortal Master Yunlan was for my senior brother who was seeking death.

Xiao Jingxuan has good friends, and Ruan Xiangwan also has lackeys. Before Chu Huaizhou could say anything, a group of Ruan Xiangwan's disciples jumped up to refute.

"Why? It was Senior Brother Xiao Jingxuan who started it first. If we want to exempt him from the caning punishment, then our Senior Brother Ruan cannot be caned either."

What he meant was that Xiao Jingxuan was the one who was looking for trouble, and he was defeated and got injured, so he deserved it!

Both sides hold their own views and claim that they are right.

The reason why Chu Huaizhou dismissed most of the disciples just now was not just to save face for the eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy.

Another part of the reason is that in order to prevent the current situation from happening, the chaotic situation was once out of control.

Chu Huaizhou was helpless and at a loss as to what to do: after all, he might not even be able to defeat the weakest disciple here. If he could decide the outcome with one move, he might even be able to achieve a surprise victory.