296: Blood and sweat? He who deserves death must be killed!

Since the Netherworld Soul Hall was established, there have been very few times when it was this serious.

Although the Spiritual Qi in Whirlwind River Valley was abundant at this time, the atmosphere was also very oppressive, and everyone began to guess what had happened.

In their opinion, even when powerful forces like the Divine Sword Sect attacked last time, the Hall Master and Deputy Hall Master were not this serious, so something big must have happened this time!

Someone in the crowd whispered, "What exactly happened?"

"I don't know, but it looks pretty serious."

"Why hasn't Xiao Liu Zi returned yet?"

"It's said he went out to sell Medicinal Pills. Ever since he joined the Netherworld Soul Hall, he's been hoarding his Medicinal Pills. He saw there wasn't much going on, so he went to sell them for other resources."

"It's a pity about the half-piece of Seven-Colored Brocade Fish meat in my storage ring; I should have had him sell it for me."

Everyone was discussing, as the discipline of both Righteous Path Cultivators and rogue Cultivators was very lax; even if they were serious, it was only for a short while.

While waiting, they were idle anyway...

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

The Formation constantly rippled as Disciples who received urgent notifications rushed back, with people passing through the Formation into the interior of Whirlwind River Valley from time to time.

"Feng Ge, it's almost time."

Han Tiezhu threw the burnt-out incense stick on the ground, and Qin Feng immediately waved a Spiritual Qi to completely seal the Mystic Trace Grand Array.

"What's going on?"

"It seems the Formation can't be entered!"

At this moment, outside the Formation, two rogue Cultivators had just returned to Whirlwind River Valley, but when they tried to enter the Formation, they found they couldn't, as if they had returned home with a key to open the door, only to find the lock had been changed.

The Netherworld Soul Hall Disciples who arrived later saw so many people standing outside the Formation and immediately asked curiously:

"Guys, why aren't you going in?"

"We can't get in. It seems there's a problem with the Formation."

As everyone was discussing, the Formation suddenly opened a gap, and then everyone inside collectively focused their gaze, looking at those who couldn't enter the Formation with strange eyes.

The long incense stick timing and the sealing of the Formation... the Disciples who had witnessed everything that just happened seemed to have realized something.

"Hall Master, we returned late. We ask the Hall Master for punishment!"

The people outside were not fools. Seeing Qin Feng's expression was off, they all began to beg for punishment, bearing thorns.

Qin Feng did not punish them; he just waved his hand, telling everyone to come in. However, after these people entered, their standing positions could not be the same as those who came before.

Immediately, the atmosphere on the scene became much more solemn again, and even many late Disciples started to sweat on their foreheads.

They all knew in their hearts.

Although the Hall Master usually didn't bother with everyone's rules, at critical moments, he would kill when he said he would. When the Netherworld Soul Hall was just established, he killed many people and also expelled many from the Sect...

Qin Feng's gaze was calm as he swept across the entire scene. He noticed that most people had returned and then spoke, "Among you, is there anyone who owes money and hasn't repaid it?"

...

Everyone was either silent or cast their gaze on others, especially the few Cultivators Han Tiezhu had seen earlier, who were now sweating profusely.

Owing money itself wasn't a big problem, but when the Hall Master himself brought it up in this situation, it became a huge problem!

A moment later.

A Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator tremblingly raised his hand and said, "I... I owe three High-Grade Spirit Stones at the Golden Wind General Store..."

"I ate a meal at Fushou Tower and didn't pay, about five High-Grade Spirit Stones..."

"Ten High-Grade Spirit Stones at Donghai Tower..."

"Reporting to the Hall Master, we at the Qianfeng Tower... have a debt of about eight thousand Spirit Stones... Hall Master, don't worry, we will definitely find a way to repay the money as soon as possible!"

...

After a psychological struggle, many people revealed their external debts accumulated during this period, or rather, the free meals they had eaten by leveraging the Netherworld Soul Hall's prestige.

Only then did Wen Xiaomei, Chen Bingxue, and others realize what had happened to the Netherworld Soul Hall.

Qin Feng did not rush to speak. Instead, he turned his head and looked at his confidants beside him, asking, "You didn't owe money outside, did you?"

"No."

"How could a dignified Nascent Soul Stage cultivator like me owe money!"

"I wouldn't even accept gifts from others, just to avoid tarnishing the Netherworld Soul Hall's reputation."

Chen Bingxue and others immediately shook their heads, indicating that no such thing had occurred. At this moment, all the Disciples who owed external debts were sweating profusely and had pale faces, seemingly already knowing what was about to happen.

"Han Tiezhu, do it."

Qin Feng said expressionlessly, then took out a Spiritual Fruit from his storage ring and started to gnaw on it. Han Tiezhu had long wanted to act, and now, receiving the command, he immediately reached for his waist.

"Damn it, my Ten Thousand Souls Banner is still pawned at the Qianfeng Tower!"

Han Tiezhu's face turned dark, and the anger in his eyes grew more solid. He spread his arms and swung them fiercely, and a large amount of black smoke instantly emerged from his body.

These black smokes twisted and struggled in the Void Realm, gradually forming huge skull heads.

All the rogue Cultivators present saw these skull heads and their expressions changed dramatically.

Because this was the most vicious Spell among rogue Cultivators, the Soul Devouring Art, which consumed the flesh and Divine Soul of living Cultivators to strengthen oneself.

It was clear that these Disciples who had made mistakes were about to become stepping stones on the Deputy Hall Master's cultivation path!

"Hall Master, spare my life! I will definitely repay the money!"

"Don't kill me! I only owe three Spirit Stones. Hall Master, please, let me off this once. I'll repay you by serving you like an ox or a horse in the future!"

Seeing that Han Tiezhu was serious, those who were about to die immediately knelt on the ground and pleaded with Qin Feng.

They all knew that the Netherworld Soul Hall was decided by this Hall Master!

Qin Feng slowly gnawed on the Spiritual Fruit, feeling countless Spiritual Qi surging within his body, which was then absorbed by the Nascent Soul in his Qi Sea. He had no intention of stopping it.

There were about a hundred people who had eaten free meals outside, with the Qianfeng Tower having the most debts. Qin Feng had Chen Bingxue record all these debts, planning to have her clear them all afterward.

The Netherworld Soul Hall needed to rise, but not in this way!

Crunch, crunch!

Huge skull ghost heads roamed through the crowd, and every now and then, a person who deserved to die was sucked into a skull's mouth, chewed, and devoured.

In just the blink of an eye, all those people were dealt with cleanly by Han Tiezhu, with no corpses or Divine Souls remaining.

Only then did Qin Feng turn his gaze to those who were late.

There were even more of these people, about four hundred of them were late.

However, those previous people had died, and these people didn't owe money; they were only late, so they weren't as anxious. Some were willing to accept punishment, while others, relying on their large numbers, were fearless.

After all, if so many people were all punished, the Netherworld Soul Hall's strength and fresh blood would suffer losses.

Just as some people were betting that the Hall Master wouldn't do anything to them, Qin Feng spoke.

"We've met each other, and you've endured many hardships following the Netherworld Soul Hall. Of course, the Netherworld Soul Hall hasn't treated you unfairly either.

From now on, return to where you came from!"

Qin Feng began his second act of expulsion from the Sect. These people had been personally nurtured, and he had high hopes for them, but today they had been a bit disappointing.

Just then, a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator named Xiao Liu Zi walked out from the crowd.

His face was flushed, full of defiance, as he shouted at Qin Feng:

"Hall Master! I refuse to accept this!"

"Why do you want to expel us from the Sect just because we were late?!"