Phi-Fic Chapter 140 Removing the Spiritual Root
Chapter 140 Removing the Spiritual Root
"Yes, yes, Brother Yifang, we all believe you!" The female cultivator who spoke first glared at Yan Zhiyin fiercely as she spoke.
After seeing Yan Zhiyin's face clearly, she became more jealous. Now, seeing the several handsome men surrounding Yan Zhiyin, she was even more envious. She wished that all these people were hers!
"Come on! Why are you afraid? Didn't you just say you were going to teach us a lesson? Why are you scared now? If you are willing to crawl under me, I can consider letting you go and giving you a chance to live."
Seeing that Yan Bai did not take any action, Li Haotian became more and more convinced that they were just strong on the outside but weak on the inside, so he spoke more and more arrogantly and rudely, which was very annoying.
However, in the next moment, he didn't even have the chance to speak! Yan Bai waved his palm expressionlessly, sweeping over like a strong storm, directly knocking Li Haotian out, floating several meters away before landing heavily on the ground.
Yang Yifang and the others stared at the scene in disbelief. They couldn't understand why Li Haotian and the man named Yan Bai had such a huge difference in strength when they were both at the Jindan stage!
"Yan Bai, why do you need to personally deal with these guys? Just leave it to me!" Yan Jin said as he walked out from behind in a coquettish manner.
"Don't waste time, come all together!" Yan Jin looked down at the people in front of him with an arrogant attitude, as if he didn't take them seriously at all.
Yang Yifang and his group were obviously angered by Yan Jin's arrogance: "Don't blame us for being rude to you!"
With Yang Yifang's angry shout, he took the lead in launching the attack, and the other dozens of people responded one after another, quickly surrounding Yan Jin.
A fierce melee is about to begin... Yan Jin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.
He jumped lightly, dodging Yang Yifang's attack, and at the same time a folding fan appeared in his hand. With a wave of the fan, a strong wind whistled out, pushing several people nearby back a few steps.
Upon seeing this, others began to use their own magic weapons and spells, and for a moment, the light flashed and was colorful.
Yan Jin shuttled through the crowd like a swimming fish. His movements were smooth and seamless, and his speed was astonishing. He was also as elusive and unpredictable as a ghost, making it difficult for the enemy to defend themselves.
The folding fan in his hand was seen flying up and down, circling left and right, and the fan created strong winds that attacked the opponent like a sharp blade, making the opponent unable to fight back and flee in panic.
Not far away, Yan Zhiyin was watching the battle quietly. When she saw Yan Jin dealing with many opponents with ease, a look of understanding flashed in her eyes.
Yan Jin was not trying his best at this moment. He was just teasing these people on purpose, just like playing with a bird in a cage.
After all, with his true strength, it would be a piece of cake for him to deal with those people in front of him. The so-called realm gap is so obvious. But since Yan Jin wants to have some fun, Yan Zhiyin naturally won't interfere.
He simply took out a handful of melon seeds from the space, found a spacious place to sit down with Yan Bai and others, and watched with great interest.
They ate melon seeds and commented on the situation on the field, laughing from time to time, as if they were watching a wonderful performance.
It was the first time for Yan Bai and his companions to crack melon seeds, not to mention that it was quite an experience to crack melon seeds while watching the fight.
The battle in the field gradually entered a white-hot stage, and Yan Jin hovered among the crowd with ease. The folding fan in his hand was like a dancing butterfly, and every wave of it brought a fierce momentum.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Yifang secretly used a shady trick, and a cold light went straight to Yan Jin. However, all this could not escape Yan Zhiyin's eyes.
The corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she opened her red lips: "Be careful behind you!" Before she finished her words, Yan Jin had already dodged to the side and kicked Yang Yifang away.
Yan Jin clapped his hands, he thought it was dirty!
He walked towards Yan Zhiyin happily, his face full of pride and satisfaction, as if he had accomplished a great feat. When he got closer, he couldn't wait to show off to Yan Zhiyin:
"Zhiyin, look at me, am I really amazing?"
Yan Zhiyin looked at Yan Jin, who was full of confidence and vitality, with a hint of admiration in her eyes, but she still replied calmly: "It's really amazing."
Then, she changed the subject and asked, "Then how should we deal with these people?"
This was the first time Yan Zhiyin had beaten someone in the cultivation world. Although she didn't do it herself, it was almost the same! Yan Zhiyin was unwilling to let them go like this!
Yan Jin frowned slightly, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes. After thinking for a moment, he said, "How about destroying their spiritual roots? This will not only make them lose their cultivation, but also teach them a lesson."
After saying that, he looked at Yan Zhiyin, as if waiting for her opinion.
Yan Zhiyin was silent for a moment and then nodded, agreeing to Yan Jin's proposal.
Judging from the reactions of these people just now, they have obviously done many evil things and have harmed countless innocent people.
Moreover, this is the world of cultivation, where the law of the jungle and survival of the fittest is an immutable law. No one will care about such trivial matters, and those who are hurt by them will not receive any response.
Now that she has won, she naturally has absolute say and has the final say on what to do!
Although she did not want to take anyone's life easily, for these evil monks, abolishing their spiritual roots was undoubtedly a more cruel punishment.
After all, for a cultivator, losing his spiritual roots is tantamount to becoming a mortal, and cutting off the path of cultivation from then on. This is simply worse than death! Yan Zhiyin felt no guilt at all.
If the roles were reversed today and I became a prisoner of the enemy, I'm afraid my fate would be even more miserable.
It might seem a little cruel at first, but as mentioned before, this is the world of cultivation, and unnecessary mercy and kindness will only put oneself in a desperate situation.
Seeing Yan Zhiyin agree, Yan Jin did not hesitate to use his methods to destroy all the spiritual roots of those people.
In an instant, waves of extremely shrill screams resounded all around, but before they could even beg for mercy, their spiritual roots were destroyed. Having their spiritual roots forcibly removed was as painful as having half of their lives taken away!
At this point, the fate of these cultivators who once had cultivation and spiritual roots has been determined. In this world of cultivation where the strong prey on the weak and strength is respected, being unable to continue practicing means only death!
Yan Zhiyin witnessed everything that happened before her eyes, and she couldn't help but feel an indescribable feeling of annoyance in her heart. This was the first time in her life that she felt the cruelty and ruthlessness of this world so directly.
"Let's go, let's go back." Yan Zhiyin said softly, revealing a hint of fatigue and helplessness in her voice.
Then, she waved her hand and put the stall into the space she carried with her. In an instant, she, Yan Bai and others disappeared from the spot and entered the space.
After entering the space, Yan Zhiyin didn't say much, but quietly returned to his own cabin.
"Zhi..." Yan Jingang was about to call out, but was stopped in time by Yan Feng beside him.
"Stop shouting, let Zhiyin be alone." Yan Feng frowned, his eyes showing his concern for Yan Zhiyin. Yan Jin hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded to show his understanding.
At this moment, Yan Zhiyin sat alone in the wooden house, her thoughts surging like a tide. She stared at the scenery outside the window quietly, trying to calm the waves in her heart.
However, those shocking scenes kept flashing in her mind, making her unable to let go.
Why is this world so cruel? Why do people hurt each other? A series of questions came to Yan Zhiyin's mind, making her feel confused and lost.
She began to re-examine her environment and the people and things around her, thinking about how to face this complex world in the future.