Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City

Chapter 1524 - 1522: Kill Him, There Is No Room for Cowards in the Ice Cicada Sect

Qiu Xi felt her heart give a jolt, pounding violently.

It seemed as if her heart was about to leap out of her throat.

Silence.

A deathly silence!

Initially, Qiu Xi dared to meet Lan Zhengqing’s gaze, but very quickly her heart wavered, her eyes shifted, and she dodged Lan Zhengqing’s aggressive glare.

The room was filled with the sound of Qiu Xi’s heartbeat.

Everyone could hear it.

"So, you’re teaching me how to act?" Lan Zhengqing sneered, a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

"I wouldn’t dare," Qiu Xi said with her head lowered, her voice faint as a mosquito’s buzz.

"Wouldn’t dare? Ha, I think you’re quite daring! Not only questioning me but also trying to save this worthless trash who refuses to serve me, in front of all these people. Are you not challenging my authority?!"

Lan Zhengqing paused for a second, his expression fierce as if he wanted to tear Qiu Xi apart.

"Who gave you the courage to oppose me?! Do you want to die?!"

Slap!

Lan Zhengqing raised his hand and slapped Qiu Xi heavily.

Qiu Xi flew into the air, spun three times, and landed heavily on the ground, spitting blood.

Hoo—

Everyone present held their breath for a moment. No one expected Lan Zhengqing would strike directly and mercilessly, beating Qiu Xi to the point of vomiting blood, nearly claiming her life!

Qiu Xi lay on the ground, blood flowing endlessly from her mouth, her once beautiful face completely disfigured, resembling a pig’s head!

Normally, no one would dare to ruin such exquisite beauty as Qiu Xi’s.

But.

Because Qiu Xi was one of the forsaken, no matter how beautiful she was, it was futile.

No one cared about their lives, so even if disfigured or killed, no one cared.

No matter how beautiful, they always have a lowly status!

"L-Lan Shao..."

Qiu Xi did not expect Lan Zhengqing would strike without a word. Over the years, even with little merit but considerable hard work, Lan Zhengqing wouldn’t stoop to physical violence.

Yet today, he slapped her mercilessly.

Without warning!

A harsh slap!

Nearly obliterating her Divine Sense.

If the Power had been a bit greater, she might have simply turned into a mist of blood, reduced to nothing.

Lan Zhengqing still seemed unsatisfied.

His figure flashed, rushing forward, stepping on Qiu Xi as she tried to rise back to the ground, striking mercilessly.

"Ah—"

Qiu Xi screamed in agony, feeling as though her body was being torn apart, bones about to shatter, and flesh about to melt away!

Lan Zhengqing’s oppressive force was something she couldn’t resist!

Even deploying all her Cultivation, in front of Lan Zhengqing, Qiu Xi remained like an ant, utterly powerless.

She couldn’t even dodge.

"Got your wings grown tough, have they? Really thought you could speak to me like that just because you’re the Commander of the Ice Cicada Sect? Let me tell you, don’t think you can escape my control. What are you without me? What are you forsaken folk?! Trash is always trash, did you hear me?"

Lan Zhengqing kicked Qiu Xi hard twice.

"H-Heard... Heard clearly..." Qiu Xi’s body felt like it was being ripped apart, she nodded slowly, daring to make no rebuttal.

All the forsaken nearby remained silent, none dared to speak up for Qiu Xi.

After all.

Lan Zhengqing was an entity they could not provoke; provoking him meant death.

However.

Deep down, they felt somewhat displeased. Over the years of working for Lan Zhengqing, they gradually realized, they were not trash, they had worth.

If they were worthless, why would Lan Zhengqing have called them here?

Yet, due to long-standing neglect by those in the Five Elements Realm, even if the forsaken had such thoughts, they dared not voice them, nor dared to act.

They could only swallow their anger, endure hardship, and silently endure all forms of humiliation.

The shackles on them had made them lose the ability to speak and resist.

Actually.

There were over a thousand people here. If they were to resist Lan Zhengqing together, though they might not kill him, they could at least drive him out of Blizzard Village.

But they didn’t.

They would rather harm one of their own than utter a word against Lan Zhengqing.

They didn’t even dare question!

Cowardice.

Timidity.

Helplessness.

These traits were deeply buried within the forsaken.

Unless someone could completely break their chains, liberate them, these forsaken would never lift their heads, forever dwelling in the dirt as trash.

"And you all! Did you hear me clearly?" Lan Zhengqing inhaled deeply, his gaze sharp as knives, scanning the crowd.

"Heard... Heard clearly..." The forsaken naturally dared not rebel, answering in unison.

"Hmph!"

Lan Zhengqing snorted, then kicked Qiu Xi aside like trash.

Not even sparing a glance!

He absolutely couldn’t allow these forsaken to develop a sense of autonomy, he must keep them firmly within his grasp.

Anyone who felt fear or entertained thoughts of rebellion must die.

However, he was reluctant to kill Qiu Xi now.

So he could only strike others.

Kill one to frighten a hundred.

He raised a finger, pointing at the forsaken who was hanging by a thread, with only half a breath left.

"Kill him, the Ice Cicada Sect doesn’t need cowards."

All the forsaken present were stunned.

Gulp.

They swallowed heavily, looking at each other in bewilderment.

They didn’t want to kill their fellow; after all, they were all from the forsaken clan, their lives were already tragic enough, why resort to slaughter amongst themselves?

That’s precisely why they went easy when beating up that forsaken earlier.

Otherwise.

The guy would have been dead, there couldn’t have been half a life left.

But unexpectedly, Lan Zhengqing insisted on putting him to death. The man hadn’t committed a grave mistake, merely felt fear momentarily and let someone escape.

Yet, even for that, Lan Zhengqing issued an Execution Order personally.

Fear spread.

When Lan Zhengqing issued the command, everyone was dumbfounded, shocked, none moved, none wanted to be the first to strike.

One breath!

Two breaths!

Three breaths!

...

A whole ten breaths!

The forsaken in the room remained motionless, as if they had been subjected to an Immobilization Spell.

"What, are you all teaming up to rebel now?! You don’t even obey my words, it seems I’ve been blind, placing you here. You deserve to be displaced, deserve to be mocked and scorned by everyone!"

"A bunch of useless trash!"

Lan Zhengqing cursed aloud, he hadn’t expected the situation to turn like this.

He couldn’t help but feel a bit anxious.

Although his Cultivation Realm was far superior to these forsaken, practically heaven and earth apart.

But the forsaken were numerous, and once they went mad could be fearsomely ruthless, recognizing no kin.

So he was a bit nervous.

After a few seconds of silence.

The forsaken then slowly began to move towards the forsaken clinging to half a breath.

Silence, soundless.