Chapter 12 – Empty Spirit Root
Through his heart’s eye, Li Guanqi watched the events unfold with cold satisfaction. The elder’s punishment of Zhao Yuanlin seemed pointless to him, yet he made no move to intervene. As long as Zhao Yuanlin got beaten up, he was satisfied.
The Thunder Whip tore into Zhao Yuanlin’s flesh, splitting his skin and scorching it black with rising smoke.
“Ah! Stop it! No... why?! What right do you have to hit me?! Ah!! Help! Don’t... don’t hit me.”
His cries echoed across the space as Xu Zhengjie whipped him seven times.
“Zhao Yuanlin! A Heavenly Spirit Root means nothing when paired with such a vile character. The Daxia Sword Sect will never accept someone like you!”
Zhao Yuanlin lay on the ground, his breathing shallow. His gaze remained fixed on Li Guanqi.
Li Guanqi had an idea and said, “In that case, dear Elders, why don’t you let me test my spirit root?”
He stepped in front of the Spirit Root Testing Crystal. He turned to look at Zhao Yuanlin, who lay on the ground like a dying dog. “You want to see whether a beggar like me has a spirit root, don’t you? Well then, keep your eyes open... Don’t you dare blink!”
He was doing this to completely shatter Zhao Yuanlin’s pitiful ego.
As for calling himself a beggar... Li Guanqi did not even care about revealing this so-called “weakness.” If he showed a weakness on his own, it was no longer considered a weakness. In the world of cultivation, capability was number one.
Meng Linhai fell silent too. Heavenly Metal Peak had just lost a disciple with a Heavenly Spirit Root. However, his expression also darkened as he recalled the sect rules. Someone with such a rotten character has no place among us.