412: I want to reminisce with you

When the great formation dissipated, Liu Yao walked out slowly. There was not a trace of expression on her pretty face, as if severing one of Xiao Ming's hands was a normal occurrence, completely unable to cause any emotional fluctuation in her.

Liu Yao came before Lin Ye and said softly, "Senior Brother, I have fulfilled the mission."

"Hmm..." Lin Ye nodded, a look of approval in his eyes.

Liu Yao's decisive and ruthless style was very much in line with Lin Ye's own personality, so naturally, he appreciated her.

As for why people of the Righteous Path had to be so ruthless, it was simple: the Demonic Path was rampant and ruthless, so the Righteous Path had to be even more ruthless. Otherwise, how could they deal with those of the Demonic Path? Furthermore, could the actions of the Righteous Path be called ruthless? Clearly, it was called ruthlessly eliminating the Devil Heads.

Lin Ye walked slowly to Xiao Ming. Looking at Xiao Ming, who was sitting on the ground with his body twitching from pain, he said indifferently, "With a personality like yours, you will suffer sooner or later, so I had Senior Apprentice Sister Liu Yao take my place and teach you a lesson."

"Now that the lesson is over, why don't you say thank you?"

"Lin Ye!!!" Xiao Ming could finally no longer suppress his anger. His originally handsome face was twisted and distorted: "You are bullying me too much! Do you really think there is no one left in my Xuanyang Academy!!!"

"Hmm?" Lin Ye pretended to be confused and looked around: "Is there anyone in your Xuanyang Academy? Where? Why haven't they appeared yet? What are they waiting for?"

Such an arrogant appearance naturally aroused public anger. The Disciples of the Lun Dao Hall all surrounded him.

Hum hum hum... As light flickered, one Magic Treasure after another appeared in their hands, as if they would swarm him in the next moment.

Facing this situation of being surrounded, Lin Ye was not in the slightest flustered. Instead, he looked at the crowd surrounding him with indifference and said coldly, "What? Your Senior Brother Xiao Ming won't say thank you, so you want to take his place? That works too."

"But I warn you, if the next sentence you speak is not a thank you, I guarantee your fate will be even more miserable than his."

One of the academy Disciples could not bear this threat and roared, "A more miserable fate? This is Xuanyang Academy! Lin Ye, try touching me, you..."

Swish!!! A sword light filled with killing intent surged out. That Xuanyang Academy Disciple's eyes widened, looking at Lin Ye in disbelief. He seemingly did not expect the other party to actually make a move.

Thud thud... Two muffled sounds rang out at his feet. The Disciple lowered his head and saw two severed hands lying in a pool of blood on the ground. The wounds on his wrists were extremely smooth, but blood was gushing out as if it were worthless.

"Ah!!!" The Disciple screamed, and then, whether due to pain or fear, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted directly.

The Disciples of Xuanyang Academy showed looks of horror. They had not expected that Lin Ye would actually strike the moment he said he would!

Lin Ye relaxed his sword finger and said in a relaxed tone, "You all heard it; he asked me to try, so I tried. I have never heard such a request in my life."

"Lin Ye..." Xiao Ming, sitting on the ground, looked at Lin Ye through gritted teeth, then seemingly thought of something and turned his head to look at Xiao Tian, who was not far away.

"Xiao Tian! Is it you! Did you bring Lin Ye here just to attack your own family! Have you forgotten the family rules of our Xiao Family!!! I didn't expect that after your cultivation regressed, even your memory would regress along with it."

Xiao Tian: "???" Hmm? Xiao Tian had a look of confusion on his face and even pointed a finger at himself. You are talking about me?

Xiao Xiaoxiao spoke up with dissatisfaction: "What kind of nonsense are you spouting, Xiao Ming? Isn't your current fate because of yourself?! You insisted on provoking that big... cough cough... big, big... big Lin Ye!"

The words 'big Devil Head' that she wanted to blurt out were forcefully swallowed back. This left Lin Ye feeling confused instead. No, just calling me Lin Ye is fine. What is the meaning of this 'big big big big Lin Ye'? Just how big am I?

Hearing Xiao Xiaoxiao's words, not only did Xiao Ming not restrain himself, but the look he gave Xiao Tian carried undisguised killing intent: "I once thought that you would constantly strive, and then attempt to defeat me head-on one day. I didn't expect that you only had this much ambition, actually looking for outside help!"

Xiao Tian shook his head speechlessly. It was over; this Xiao Ming was beyond saving. It seemed that Liu Yao had not only severed his hand but had also severed his brain.

"Enough!" Just at this moment, Wang Beiwang stepped forward. Seeing Xiao Ming's miserable state, he almost laughed out loud. It seemed he had a topic he could chat about with the Master of the Academy.

The Disciple he personally trained—let alone facing Lin Ye, even a single Liu Yao left him with no power to fight back. And he called himself a match for the Saint of the Academy? Bah!

Although he thought this in his heart, as an Elder, Wang Beiwang naturally could not say these things out loud. He pretended to be serious and said: "Let this farce end here. I have already said that Saint Lin Ye and his group are guests. Is this how the Academy teaches you to treat guests!"

Hearing Wang Beiwang's angry words, all the Disciples put away their Magic Treasures. Only Xiao Ming remained with a face full of anger. You didn't stop it just now, and now that my hand has been severed, you come out to stop it?! You are simply a bastard!

Wang Beiwang held back his laughter, dispersed the Disciples, and even had people carry Xiao Ming away for treatment. After doing all this, Wang Beiwang looked at Lin Ye and said with a slight apology: "I am sorry, Saint Lin Ye. I hope I did not disturb you. I did not expect that this Xiao Ming would be so rude..."

"It doesn't matter." Lin Ye shook his head and said softly, "I have long known what kind of people you are, so making such a move is not excessive."

"..." Wang Beiwang was silent for a moment, as if he hadn't heard, and continued: "Then I will take you to the next place to visit, and by the way, arrange a place for you to rest."

"Very well." Just as Wang Beiwang was about to leave with Lin Ye and his group, Tang Xueqin came before Lin Ye. She bit her lower lip with her pearly white teeth, her beautiful eyes filled with complex meaning.

"Lin Ye, I want to talk to you alone!" "Hmm?" Lin Ye asked suspiciously, "What do we have to talk about?"

"You..." Tang Xueqin was originally furious and wanted to say something, but thinking of Lin Ye's methods, she softened her tone: "We can be considered old acquaintances, right? We haven't seen each other since that meeting. Can't we catch up on old times?"

Hearing Tang Xueqin's words, Lin Ye found it somewhat funny. She was the one who broke off the engagement that day, and now she was the one who wanted to catch up on old times?

Wang Beiwang spoke again: "Alright, Xueqin, since you want to talk to Saint Lin Ye alone, I will take them out first. You two can talk here, okay?" Speaking of this, Wang Beiwang looked at Lin Ye: "Is that alright? Saint Lin Ye."

"Hmm..." Seeing Lin Ye nod, Wang Beiwang hurriedly led the others out. In his view, as long as he could keep Lin Ye here, everything had to be utilized, and this identity of Tang Xueqin as an old acquaintance just happened to be one of the conditions to be utilized.