203: Chapter 203 Come on, since you've shown up today, let's give you a good beating!

Crisp, loud slapping sounds continued to echo rhythmically above the Law Execution Platform.

"Smack!"

"That's for leaving behind such trashy Cultivation Techniques that harm people!"

"Smack!"

"That's for acting like dead pigs!"

"Smack!"

"That's for daring to use Summoning the Ancestor against your Great-Auntie!"

The Little Girl grew angrier the more she hit, her little face flushed red, and each strike grew heavier than the last.

The spirit bodies of the two Ancestral Masters, Chen Yongheng and Li Mubai, no longer possessed even a shred of their immortal, dignified bearing.

They were trampled underfoot, their pants pulled down, their bare backsides exposed to the sky, with nothing left to do but cover their heads, wail, and beg for mercy.

"Ouch! Senior! Please show mercy! Mercy! This Junior knows he was wrong! Truly, I know I was wrong!"

Li Mubai's soul body flickered with unstable light, his voice laced with a crying tone.

"Little Ancestor! Little Ancestor, please calm your anger! It's these unfilial descendants of later generations messing around; it has nothing to do with us… Ouch! Go easy! Go easy! My soul body is about to dissipate!"

Chen Yongheng had also completely lost the composure of a founding Ancestral Master, crying out in pain repeatedly, not daring to show even a hint of temper.

Below, the entire Hehuan Sect had collectively petrified, their eyes vacant, their expressions numb.

The impact of this scene on their minds had already transcended the categories of "shock" or "collapse," directly entering a state of "cognitive void."

Whatever Sect glory, whatever Ancestral Master dignity, whatever steadfastness of the Dao Heart—all of it turned to dust amidst those crisp "smack, smack" sounds.

Xu Ruyu's mouth twitched. Although he had long suspected the Little Girl's Origins were terrifying, seeing the founding Ancestral Master and the Ascended Ancestral Master of the Hehuan Sect having their butts smacked like bratty children with his own eyes was still too "surreal."

He subconsciously covered his own backside, suddenly feeling that Xiao Nianyin's previous thought of paddling him was as gentle as a tickle.

Madam Qingli, on the other hand, was gripping Xu Ruyu's arm tightly, her stunningly beautiful face filled with awe.

She suddenly felt that her several hundred years of cultivation was simply insignificant and laughable to the extreme in the face of this absolute power.

Xiao Nianyin hovered in the air, her ice-blue eyes reflecting the utterly absurd scene below, while her heart felt like a cold, dead silence.

She looked at the names of the Ancestral Masters, who were revered like gods in the Sect's records and credited with countless glorious achievements and profound wisdom, now presented in such an unbearable manner.

She suddenly understood how pathetic all her previous struggles, paranoia, and desire for power were in the face of the true "Origin."

The fact that she could survive until now was likely not because she had a tough life, but because… she was benefiting from someone? As for whose blessing she was benefiting from? She dared not think, nor did she want to understand.

The Little Girl delivered another dozen fierce smacks until the soul bodies of Chen Yongheng and Li Mubai were so dim they were almost transparent, and their wails grew faint. Only then did she stop slightly, though her little feet remained planted on their backs.

She took a deep breath, her little chest heaving, clearly still furious.

She turned her head, her large amber eyes sweeping over the dumbstruck members of the Hehuan Sect below, then looked down at the two "worthless" Disciples under her feet, a wave of anger surging in her heart.

She, Qingtian, had existed since the very inception of the Hehuan Sect, witnessing the Sect go from nothing to something, from insignificance to prosperity.

Although she spent the vast majority of her time sleeping or traveling through the heavens in other forms, rarely interfering directly in Sect affairs with her "true body" or "manifested form," the Dao lineage of the Hehuan Sect had always flowed with her "Will" and her "Dao."

It could be said that without her, there would be no later Hehuan Fairy, no Chen Yongheng, no Li Mubai, and no Hehuan Sect Legacy!

Yet she never expected that after sleeping for who knows how many epochs, the first time she returned to the Sect she had watched "grow up" with a relatively complete "spiritual manifestation" body, she would not be greeted with incense offerings or the worship of her descendants, but instead… that damn "Summoning the Ancestor"?!

To be "summoned" by her own descendants as a hired thug to deal with herself, using the forbidden technique she had created out of boredom back in the day as a last resort for the Sect to save its life?!

What kind of bullshit is this?!

Even though her personality was lively, unconventional, and she found these later descendants endearingly stupid, she truly could not tolerate this now!

This wasn't just a slap in the face; this was rubbing her face on the ground with the soles of their feet and spitting on it!

Beating these two "direct" idiots, Chen Yongheng and Li Mubai, only counted as letting off a little steam.

The Little Girl's eyes sharpened, and she ground her feet down with force, causing Chen Yongheng to grunt in pain again.

"Chen! Yong! Heng!" She enunciated every word.

Chen Yongheng's soul body trembled, his face mournful: "Little Ancestor… this Disciple is here…"

"Weren't you quite capable just now? Putting on airs after being summoned?" The Little Girl sneered. "It seems you've slept for too long and your skin is itching severely. One beating isn't enough, is it?"

"No, no, no! It's enough! It's enough! The Little Ancestor's lesson is correct! This Disciple will never dare again!"

Chen Yongheng hurriedly begged for mercy, though he felt aggrieved to death inside.

Who did he offend? He was sleeping soundly only to be forcibly awakened, and as soon as he came out, before he could even see the situation clearly, he was brutally beaten—and in the way of spanking, which is specifically for dealing with bratty children… He, Chen Yongheng, had roamed the Cultivation World and ascended to the Immortal Realm for so many years; when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

Yet facing this "Little Ancestor," he couldn't even muster a single thought of resistance; that was the absolute suppression originating from the Origin of life.

"Not enough!" The Little Girl flatly rejected, her small hand pointing at Chen Yongheng's dim soul body.

"I see that you all have nothing better to do in the Upper Realm! Since you've all 'shown your faces' today, it's only right that I properly discipline all of you!"