Fantasy: I Am the Villain.

Chapter 301 Huanghuozi and Jueyuan

Chapter 301 Huanghuozi and Jueyuan

"My two young friends, it's all my sect's fault for our Holy Son's recklessness that caused your injuries. Please forgive us for our poor hospitality!" Ning Fengyi said with a guilty expression.

A large bump bulged on the bald head of the little monk Wumeng, making his head look like a gourd-shaped character. He was groaning in pain but couldn't speak.

Huang Ba waved his hand dismissively and said, "Senior Ning, please don't say that. Your sect's holy son was just trying to persuade us with good intentions. Don't blame him. If you have to blame someone, blame our lack of strength."

Ning Fengyi still pretended to be remorseful and said harshly:

"Don't worry, I'll call that kid over to apologize to you after he finishes receiving his punishment in the Enforcement Hall!"

"Oh, no need, no need. This is all the fault of that damned bald monk's persistent pestering. It has nothing to do with Holy Son Bai Ke." Huang Ba's injuries had almost healed, so he stood up and mocked the little monk Wu Meng again.

“Amitabha, as expected of the sole successor of the Desolate Cliff Mountain, every word and action of the Eighth Master Huang is in line with the crude style of the Desolate Cliff Mountain.” The young monk Wumeng said coldly, not to be outdone.

Ning Fengyi finally understood why Bai Ke couldn't help but hit those two brats; even if he were to speak, it wouldn't make any difference.

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Ning Fengyi secretly considered whether she should knock them unconscious first.

But at that moment, both of them jolted simultaneously and pulled out their communication stones in unison.

"Has your delegation arrived?" Ning Fengyi asked.

"Yes."

"Exactly."

The two replied at the same time, their eyes met, and they immediately started glaring at each other again.

Ning Fengyi couldn't help but rub her forehead and said with a wry smile, "Let's go, I'll take you there."

The two seemed not to hear Ning Fengyi's words, their eyes locked in a fierce stare, as if they wanted to devour each other alive.

"Good heavens, how did these two come together?" Ning Fengyi thought helplessly.

He then grabbed the two men by the waist with one hand each and headed straight for the gate of Tian Ce Palace.

Meanwhile, at the gate of Tian Ce Palace, Bai Yan and Master Liu were still dealing with two groups of envoys.

"Gentlemen, it has truly been a long time," Bai Yan said, cupping his hands in greeting.

"Bai Yan, don't give me that crap. Where's Ning Fengyi? Where's the newly promoted Holy Son? You're really putting on airs this year, aren't you? Neither the Sect Leader nor the Holy Son are coming to see you, are you?"

The one who spoke was an elderly man dressed in animal skins, full of energy. He was none other than Elder Huang Huozi, the leader of the envoy group from the Desolate Cliff Mountain.

"Huang Huozi, what are you yelling about? What's the rush? Are you going to die of waiting? Can't you learn from Elder Jueyuan and be quiet?"

Liu Ping retorted without hesitation, pointing to Master Jueyuan, the leader of the group from Qianfo Temple. Jueyuan nodded slightly and returned Liu Ping's greeting with a kind smile.

"Liu Ping, you old bastard, your cultivation hasn't improved in the past few years, but your tongue has certainly gotten better! Don't you think you're talking nonsense? Jueyuan, that old bald monk, has been practicing silent meditation for two hundred years. How could he not be quiet? If he were to open his mouth, wouldn't he shock us to death?"

"Damn it, how did your Desolate Cliff Mountain produce such a naturally foul-mouthed old coffin like you? Every time I talk to you for a few more words, I feel like my cultivation level drops by a whole realm."

Liu Ping and Huang Huozi started arguing, and the others, out of respect for seniority, didn't dare to step forward to intervene.

The only one qualified to stop it was the monk Jueyuan, who practiced silent meditation, but he wouldn't care about such trivial matters and just watched it as a good show.

The two argued more and more fiercely, almost to the point of rolling up their sleeves and getting into a fight.

Although Huang Huozi's body refinement strength was comparable to that of the early Mahayana stage, Liu Ping was not afraid at all.

Just as this farce was about to unfold, Ning Fengyi arrived, casually leaving behind her two nemesis, Huang Ba and Wu Meng.

"You brat, what happened? Why are you all dressed in rags? Huh? And you're sealed away!" As soon as Huang Huozi saw Huang Ba fall, he immediately dropped Liu Ping and rushed over to catch Huang Ba, asking loudly.

"Master!" the little monk Wumeng called out. Elder Jueyuan looked in the direction of the sound and quickly rushed over to catch Wumeng. However, when he saw the large bump on Wumeng's head and his sealed body, his expression turned somewhat displeased.

As soon as Ning Fengyi landed, Jueyuan and Huanghuozi both stared coldly at him, and Huanghuozi even started cursing:

"Fengyi, you brat! How dare you seal the successor of my Desolate Cliff Mountain and beat him to a pulp! Have you grown too big for your britches and no longer take my Desolate Cliff Mountain seriously?"

"Senior Huanghuozi, Elder Jueyuan, if I don't seal these two young friends away, the consequences will likely be even more severe! As for their injuries... you should ask them yourselves!"

Ning Fengyi was clearly very unhappy after being scolded by Huang Huozi. After saying that, she flung her sleeves and walked towards Bai Yan and Liu Ping with a livid face.

Upon arriving at the Tian Ce Palace's group, he shot out two beams of spiritual light from his hands to release the seals on Huang Ba and Wu Meng. He then discussed the accommodation arrangements for the envoy group with Bai Yan, Liu Ping, and others.

Arakawa and Gomu, who had just recovered, began to tell their elders about what had happened.

Jueyuan was fine. After listening to Wumeng's words, his face didn't show much emotion. He simply put his hands together and bowed to Ning Fengyi.

But things were different with Arahachi. After Arahachi finished recounting what had happened, Arahachi slapped him away and shouted at him:

"You good-for-nothing! I told you to stay with the group, but you wouldn't listen. You insisted on running off to Tian Ce Palace ahead of time, and even got into a fight with that little Buddha in their sect. Don't you know any manners?"

Huang Ba got up as if nothing had happened and said innocently, "That little bald monk was too annoying and insisted on fighting me..."

"Shut up. You can hit me all you want, but you expect me to clean up your mess? I tried to clean it up gently, but you weren't happy. You had to use force to clean it up for you. Aren't you ashamed?"

Huang Huozi, his face flushed, scolded Huang Ba, ran over and kicked Huang Ba again, then shouted at Ning Fengyi, "Little Ning, I misunderstood you, look, I'll apologize to you."

After saying that, Huang Huozi started punching and kicking Huang Ba.

"Master, even if you apologize, don't hit me! It hurts!" Huang Ba protested helplessly against Huang Huozi's relentless iron kicks.

"Senior Huanghuozi, that's enough. Stop kicking the child. It's not entirely his fault." Seeing that she had achieved her goal, Ning Fengyi immediately ran over to dissuade him.

"Hmph, your Uncle Ning is pleading for you and letting you go for now, but I'll deal with you again when we get back to Desolate Cliff Mountain!" Huang Huozi stopped.

At this moment, Bai Yan and Liu Ping also came over, and Ning Fengyi spoke up...