The Way of The Dao

A young man in his mid-thirties accompanied by other men of different ages appeared with superior bearing, an evidently arrogant smile graced his handsome face while long hair swayed to the dance of the wind, highlighting his magnificence.

"Heng Jiming..." Hong Xian'er paled at the sight of Heng Jiming in this place. Helplessness and despair attacked her heart.

Hong Xian'er was not the only one; Pang Wuya and each of the women present lowered their gazes to the ground with their pale and trembling faces, not daring to look Heng Jiming directly in the eyes. Some faces even showed fear and despair while others furiously clenched their fists in silence.

"What is wrong with you? Didn't you listen to the young master?! Answer him!"

One of the men beside Heng Jiming exclaimed with angry arrogance, glaring at the women. However, a strong lust could be seen in his eyes, especially as he looked at Hong Xian'er and then looked at the other women.

"Sorry, young master!"

Some of the women said in unison, their voices slightly trembling but not daring to be so obvious. But this response was vague, almost unwilling.

"Hmph! You are only here because some elders begged my father not to expel you!" Heng Jiming replied sarcastically before saying disdainfully, "But don't be confident! My father only agreed to a deadline and if you girls don't show your true values then there won't be the need to keep feeding the trash!"

The faces of each of the girls paled completely, feeling great helplessness and sadness at the thought of being kicked out of this place. This arrogant and evil man was always coming to steal their cultivation resources, especially the spiritual herbs that they and their former Masters had planted in these places, taking care of them for their personal uses in their cultivation in the future!

But now times had changed for the worse!

If it were not for his father's powerful identity, Heng Jiming would not dare to behave this way and they could continue to cultivate quietly as it was before!

This wouldn't be happening if the true leaders of the Sect hadn't left!

"But if Little Junior Sister Xian'er here agreed to become my woman and satisfy all my brothers I could ask my father not to expel you... I could even ask you to hand over some cultivation resources to you so that you can increase your strength!"

Heng Jiming spoke with an expression of grandeur and superiority, issuing an imperial order. The corner of his mouth lifted arrogantly.

"Big brother is majestic!"

"There is no one like young master!"

"Brother, I will abide by your orders for all my life!"

The men beside Heng Jiming smiled brightly and thanked loudly, showing lustful expressions and looking shamelessly at Hong Xian'er.

Hong Xian'er frowned as she heard the shameless words and saw their wild looks full of lust. She clenched her fist in silent anger, trying to remain calm and not respond while keeping an indifferent and cold face. If she said anything, she might cause trouble for her martial sisters and she didn't want that.

"I'd rather be expelled than have Xian'er sacrifice herself for me!"

Unexpectedly, Hong Xian'er was stunned when she heard Pang Wuya's voice, defending her without hesitation.

"Yes! We wouldn't leave little sister with a beast like you!"

"She would be a beautiful flower in a dung heap!"

"I'd rather be expelled right now than let my younger sister ruin her life for someone like you!"

The women began to exclaim without hesitation, raising their voices as if they wanted to be heard by everyone. Their expressions showed no hesitation or regret as they confronted Heng Jiming despite the consequences.

"Sisters..." Hong Xian'er felt her heart pounding intensely, feeling gratitude and appreciation for these martial sisters who do not hesitate to protect her.

"Shut up!"

Suddenly, Heng Jimng's somber voice spread out, silencing all voices. A rather oppressive aura spread towards all the women, making them pale again as they futilely tried to resist.

"If you want to leave so badly, then leave right now!" Heng Jiming's expression was dark, his eyes full of murderous intent!

"But before you leave Xian'er stays here!"

Heng Jiming released his aura towards Hong Xian'er, suppressing her on the spot!

"Xian'er!"

Pang Wuya exclaimed worriedly as she felt several auras imprison her as well, as well as all of her sisters. The men beside Heng Jiming smirked mockingly at them, suppressing them with their auras as well.

"And you also have to pay your dues for being members of my sect before you leave! So you have to completely satisfy all my brothers!" Heng Jiming grinned wickedly, making his brothers shout with happiness and joy.

Although they were several women, more than the men, Heng Jiming's group had high slightly superior cultivation bases, completely suppressing them all! Especially when they were fearful women at the time, becoming weak and powerless by threatening them!

"Bastard!" Hong Xian'er glared resentfully and angrily at Heng Jiming, "Let my sisters go! If you want me so badly then come after me!"

Hong Xian'er clenched her teeth tightly, clenching her small fists as she tried to resist the overwhelming pressure coming from Heng Jiming. If there was a way for her martial sisters to be saved, then she would bet on everything. In that way, Hong Xian'er tried to draw Heng Jiming's attention to her completely.

She would not give up easily!

She will fight to the death if it's the only option!

The tension reached its peak, with the women feeling like they would faint at any moment.

"Young master, there's a guy in the restricted area!"

One of the men alerted Heng Jiming when he noticed someone in the forbidden zone, quickly pointing him out. Everyone else was puzzled and turned to look toward the forbidden zone, stopping their auras on the women and letting them finally breathe.

"What?" Heng Jiming frowned when he heard one of his brothers and immediately looked towards the forbidden zone.

They could all see this unknown young man, his back to them as he continued to gather dirt on one of the flowers. His robe was curiously white, with blue and gold accents, strangely well cleaned and free of dirt dirt, but it was clearly not the clothing of sect disciples, much less core disciples.

Could it be that this guy was a new disciple who had just joined the sect and thought he could do whatever he wanted?

"Damn! What are you doing there? Get out of there!"

Indeed, Heng Jiming was enraged when he saw with his own eyes that someone was inside the forbidden area of spiritual herbs and seemed to want to take them for himself!

Fury and rage covered him when he saw that someone wanted to take his spiritual herbs!

Those high-level spiritual herbs were meant to be used for his cultivation!

Heng Jiming's fury intensified as the young man turned to look at them out of the corner of his eye, frowning for a few seconds as he looked between them and the women before surprisingly ignoring him and concentrating on what he was doing.

"This bastard..." Heng Jiming gritted his teeth in fury before ordering, "You two! Go and bring this guy before me!" His hand pointed towards this young man in the distance as he ordered two of his men.

Two men quickly nodded and headed towards the young man in the distance, reaching him a few seconds.

But unexpectedly, these two men stopped a few feet away from the stranger, both standing stunned as the young man continued to go about his business without paying them any attention.

An indefinite time later, both men returned but with strange and somewhat fearful expressions.

"What the fuck are you doing? Didn't I clearly tell you that I wanted you to bring that guy before me?!"

Heng Jiming exclaimed in fury when he saw the two guys return before him, unleashing their fury without discretion.

"Young master, he..."

"He has former Elder Lu Wuhu's personal talisman!"

The men hesitated at first before one of them exclaimed in fright and terror!

"What? The talisman of the former Elder Lu Wuhu?"

Finally, Heng Jiming calmed down for a moment when he realized what these two had done. Even a hint of horror covered his body when he used his spirit sense and noticed the object hanging on this guy, wondering whether to really believe what he was observing.

If this unknown guy really had with him the personal item of one of the former elders, doesn't it mean that those powerful elders and masters were back?

However, Heng Jiming shook his head, sobering up instantly. His mind began to work quickly. The former true elders of this sect had left a long time ago, leaving this sect in the hands of other leaders, which his family and other powerful cultivators managed to take advantage of in order to gain control of everything! But if the original and true founders of the sect had returned, then everything would come to an end!

Heng Jiming calmed down for a few seconds without paying any attention to the women or his subordinates. After several seconds, he slowly walked toward this guy in the distance. His subordinates looked at each other in confusion before hesitantly following Heng Jiming.

Hong Xian'er, Pang Wuya and the other women held their breath, not wanting to attract Heng Jiming's attention and prevent them from having to fight in the worst case scenario. They had previously already received punishments when Heng Jiming falsely accused them in the Hall of Discipline, with most managing to barely survive while unfortunately some of their martial sisters died. But Hong Xian'er clenched her fists, preparing for the worst, especially when she saw Heng Jiming heading towards this unknown guest; if they had to fight, she would make sure that her senior martial sisters and this young handsome man probably new junior brother escaped. She didn't want more people to die.

Heng Jiming's eyes looked in all directions, trying to pick up any strange signals as he felt his heartbeat quicken in fear. If this guy especially had that particular elder's talisman, then he wouldn't be able to relax even if he had no chance to live!

Heng Jiming finally arrived in front of this unknown young man, holding his breath slightly as his gaze focused on the object at his waist. This guy kept his back to them, seeming to be unaware of their arrival.

Indeed, this guy had Elder Lu Wuhu's signature talisman!

Heng Jiming's breathing stopped briefly as his thoughts were confirmed. His body became rigid, tensing up as he kept his focus on his surroundings at any movement.

Heng Jiming was not afraid of this guy, but of the man behind this guy!

However, a slight shiver assaulted his body and those of his subordinates when this guy moved slightly, attracting his attention.

The crouching man slowly straightened up as he finished with one of the flowers before turning around and looking at him.

"You..." Heng Jiming could only utter a few words as he was stunned to finally see this stranger's face.

A ridiculously handsome and young man!

"What do you want?" Then, they heard a very masculine and strangely calm soft voice, but somehow they had a bad feeling.

Ling Tian looked indifferently at Heng Jiming and his subordinates, obviously knowing what had happened to the group of women a few moments ago.