Chapter 167 - You? (2/2)

Qiao Cong launched himself toward an approaching figure and bawled his eyes out. He pointed at Qiao Mu in rage. “She wants to kill me! This little b*tch wants to kill me! Master! Master, save me!”

“My disciple, be calm.” The newcomer was middle-aged and wore the uniform of the Daybreak Sect. His eyes sharply turned to Qiao Mu. “You have quite the nerve, child! State your name and origin!”

Qiao Mu raised her brows and scoffed. “I hit the young one, and the old one comes leaping out boisterously! How protective of your pride!”

“You little imp, you speak without any manners! You truly deserve a beating,” the middle-aged man angrily said with a dark face.

“You want to beat me?” Qiao Mu indifferently swept her eyes over his square face. Then, her voice slightly raised and contained a vicious current. “You?”

“Uncle-Master Bi, you aren’t her match. Retreat quickly.” Duan Yue really wanted to kill these trouble-causing sect mates.

They came running toward the little girl with their life on a silver platter one after another. Did they really think he had enough magnet.i.te to pay their exorbitant ‘ransom’?

“Duan Yue, you are the disciple of our Daybreak Sect’s Sect Master, the number one star of our sect’s younger generation. Yet, how can you stand by and do nothing when you see your little junior brother bullied?” Uncle-Master Bi turned to Duan Yue and angrily chided him with an “I’m very disappointed in you” expression.

“That’s not it, Uncle-Master Bi, this matter…”

“Say no more. Little girl, let me see how incredible you are. You must know that there’s always someone better out there, you will suffer in the future for how conceited you are…”

Bang! Qiao Mu sent a flying stomp to the ground in front of Uncle-Master Bi.

Immediately, a crater was formed on the ground, and cracks started appearing from the center, spreading outward like a spiderweb.

Uncle-Master Bi’s pupils contracted. The power behind this stomp exceeded his expectations.

It also exceeded the expectations of everyone else present. The laymen watched for fun while the professionals watched for the methodology. The three mentors from the Mystic Cultivator a.s.sociation gasped sharply and their eyes glittered as they watched the swiftly moving child before them.

After the stomp, Qiao Mu did not give Uncle-Master Bi any chance to react and leaped up, rapidly shooting toward him.

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