Fantasy: I Became Invincible By Editing Narratives

The ordinary disciple who waved his hand turned a deaf ear.

He increased his pressure on the pitiful maid in front of him.

"Pa!"

However, before his hand could fall, another slender, porcelain-skinned hand gripped it tightly.

Everyone around felt their vision blur as if a peerless wind had swept past.

When they regained their senses, Shen Ran, who was hundreds of feet away, had already moved in front of the ordinary disciple who had beaten up the maidservant in public.

The person who grabbed the ordinary disciple's hand was Shen Ran.

"I'm disciplining my servant. What business is it of yours? Hurry up and let go."

He felt his slap being blocked.

This ordinary disciple seemed to be furious.

However, when he wanted to pull his hand back, he realized that no matter how hard he tried, he could not shake off Shen Ran's hand at all.

It was as if his hand was not held by another person, but was pressed under a towering mountain.

That made him angry and shocked.

He glared at Shen Ran. "Do you know who I am? My name is Hong Xiaoxian. Hong Jing is my brother!"

At the mention of his brother's name, Hong Xiaoxian was extremely proud and raised his chin.

"Hong Jing! Isn't he the chief disciple of the Eighth Summit? Other than that, Hong Jing is also the trusted aide of the Dao Seed, Wang Qingxuan."

"This young man actually provoked Hong Jing's younger brother. He's probably in trouble now."

"Can't help it. He's a busybody."

Hong Xiaoxian finished his sentence.

It immediately caused a heated discussion among the onlookers.

Some people sighed at Shen Ran's rashness.

Someone shook his head. "This young man is quite nice, but he's too reckless."

"This Hong Xiaoxian has been bullying others for a long time with his brother's support. That maidservant of his is miserable. I've seen her more than once. She was beaten up by Hong Xiaoxian on the street."

"If anyone else had done this, I would have intervened. Unfortunately, the maid's master is Hong Xiaoxian…"

The conversation of the surrounding people made Hong Xiaoxian even more smug.

He revealed an evil smile. "Kid, did you hear that? No one on the Eighth Summit dares to be disrespectful to me! If you know what's good for you and let go, I can consider letting you live!

Shen Ran ignored him and looked back at the maid on the ground. "Is this how he usually treats you?"

As he spoke, his expression showed that he felt sad for the maid.

Hong Xiaoxian's maid was touched.

However, for Shen Ran's sake, she lowered her eyes and turned her head away. "I belong to my young master. How he manages me has nothing to do with you!"

"I know that's not what you think. You're very kind."

Shen Ran was not angered by the other party's words. He only looked coldly at Hong Xiaoxian. "I like your maid. Tell me, what do I have to do for you to be willing to give her to me?"

Hearing this, the maid panicked. "Please leave me alone. No one cares if I live or die."

Shen Ran replied indifferently, "I care."

Hong Xiaoxian raised his eyebrows. "Oh? You're playing the hero to save the damsel in distress? My maid is sallow and thin, and her figure is as thin as a stick. Do you like her?

'I've actually stopped wanting this incompetent maid a long time ago.

In the past, if you exchanged a hundred spirit stones with me, I would have agreed.

However, today… kneel down and kowtow to me! Otherwise, there's no room for discussion!"

"What if I must have her today?"

Shen Ran was relentless.

"My brother is ignorant and incompetent, but he's at the eighth level of Qi Refinement. Don't make things difficult for him."

At this moment, a gentle voice came from the crowd.

Hearing this, the surrounding onlookers were abnormally frightened and quickly made way for him.

A man strolled slowly and came closer.

It had to be said that this man had a handsome face and a gentle temperament. He was dressed in green and held a fan.

There was a token at his waist with the words "Eighth Summit's First Disciple" written on it.

It was Hong Xiaoxian's elder brother, Hong Jing.

At a glance, this person was excellent in both demeanor and appearance.

"The sect has a ring specially for disciples to fight. It's specially used to resolve conflicts between disciples."

Hong Jing said slowly, "Of course, some conflicts can't be resolved. Therefore, there is also a death ring specially set up in the sect's rings.

Those who went onto the ring had to bet all their wealth and lives.

"The winner will have everything that belonged to the loser. As for the loser, he will naturally die."

Hong Jing took a step forward with a cold expression. "Do you dare to fight me to the death?"

Hong Jing's words triggered another discussion.

"Isn't Hong Jing clearly bullying him? As the chief disciple of the Eighth Summit, he has the highest cultivation level in the Eighth Summit. Who would dare to fight him to the death?"

"Although Hong Jing looks elegant, he's actually extremely bloodthirsty. Whenever he finds an opportunity, he will force the other disciples to fight him to the death."

"In the death ring, every time he wins, he won't directly kill the loser. Instead, he will peel off the opponent's skin bit by bit and dig out his internal organs. He will torture the opponent to death."

"Hiss—"

Someone gasped. "I didn't expect this person to be so terrifying and cold-blooded."

"Who else do you think his brother learned his bad habits from?"

He was described as cold-blooded and terrifying by the people around him.

Hong Jing did not look angry at all. Instead, he looked very pleased.

He liked the sound of "terrifying and cold-blooded."

"Do you dare?"

Opposite Shen Ran, Hong Xiaoxian forced a sinister smile.