Almighty Cultivator: Second Miss Waste Chai

Chapter 842 Ten Breath Time
The skinny monk felt a chill down his back, and argued forcefully, "I don't understand what you're talking about!"

"Don't understand?" Ouyang Zichen raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't matter, I can explain it for you, and you will understand soon."

Everyone still didn't quite know what Ouyang Zichen's words meant, but they saw the skinny monk on the ground rolling all over the ground, screaming terribly.

"Stop, stop quickly... it hurts, it hurts... ah ah..."

Everyone watched the weak monk's complexion change from rosy to pale to blue, and they couldn't help but backed away.

As a monk, I have seen crueler and more terrifying tortures than this. Blood and violence are commonplace, but like Ouyang Zichen, who looks gentle and doesn't even change his voice, but he tortures people immediately in the next breath This is the first time I have seen it.

The main reason is that Zhenbao Pavilion has always been kind, but I didn't expect that Mr. Ouyang was a ruthless character.

Ouyang Zichen played with the fan pendant in his hand slowly, not even giving the weak monk rolling on the ground the corner of his eye.

When the thin monk struggled for a while, screamed until he was exhausted, and finally couldn't scream, Ouyang Zichen opened the fan in his hand with a "swipe".

"Well, do you understand now?"

The monk's voice was like a mosquito: "..."

Ouyang Zichen smiled and said: "It seems that I still don't understand, otherwise why can't I even hear the sound?"

The thin monk had already lost his strength in the pain, but after listening to Ouyang Zichen's words, he was afraid of being tortured again, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he said loudly: "Understood...understood..."

Ouyang Zichen smiled, and there was no smile at all in his narrow peach blossom eyes.

He said: "Tell me, how many fakes did you buy from Zhenbao Pavilion?"

The skinny monk was very honest at this moment, he shook his head quickly and said, "No, no, I, I didn't buy fakes from the Treasure Pavilion."

Steward Zhou quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead, he is still very powerful, he is not afraid of so many monks from the Southern Spirit Realm surrounding here, and directly makes life worse than death.

Sure enough, a young master is a young master, but his courage is different.

Ouyang Zichen looked at him: "That's strange, since you haven't bought fakes in Zhenbao Pavilion, why are you here asking for the return of the spirit stone?"

Ouyang Zichen said: "Could it be that my Zhenbao Pavilion has always been too kind, so you feel that you have been taken advantage of?"

The skinny monk shook his head again and again: "No, it's not."

Without waiting for Ouyang Zichen to ask again, he continued: "Yes, someone gave me ten middle-grade spirit stones, and let people mix in the crowd to play by ear, the more angry everyone is, the better."

Ouyang Zichen glanced across the crowd and asked, "Who is this person?"

Just as the thin monk was about to speak, he twitched violently twice, and then his entire head exploded.

There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd, and they retreated involuntarily. The timid ones had already started looking for opportunities to leave secretly. Of course, a large part of the people stayed where they were, watching the fun, and seeing if they could fish in the troubled waters.

The thin and small monk's cultivation base was not high, but he had just entered the soul refining realm, and at this time his head exploded, and he didn't even keep his soul.

Bei Liuguang and Qin Mingyue looked at each other, and said indifferently: "His spirit has been restricted by others, and he will explode if he touches something he shouldn't say."

Ouyang Zichen narrowed his long and narrow eyes: "Is this trying to secretly cause chaos in my Zhenbao Pavilion?"

Qin Mingyue said: "It's also possible that it was instigated by the person who came to ransom the eyes of the Golden Eyed Beast."

Ouyang Zichen closed the folding fan, patted it in the palm of his hand, and pondered: "The possibility you mentioned is the greatest. Speaking of it, it is the trouble caused by the eyes of the golden-eyed beast."

Speaking of the eyeball of the golden-eyed beast, Zhou Guanshi hastily said: "Master, the eyeball of the golden-eyed beast..."

Ouyang Zichen glanced over and shouted, "Shut up!"

The more I live, the more I go back. There are so many monks making trouble here, which means that there are fakes in Zhenbao Pavilion.At this time, as the steward of Zhenbao Pavilion, do you still have to admit that there are fake products in the store?

Even if everyone knew that the golden eyeball was fake, they couldn't tell it from the mouths of Zhenbao Pavilion's own people, otherwise, it would really confirm the fake rumors.

Manager Zhou was also in a hurry, and he immediately thought of this when he heard Ouyang Zichen's shout. He just wanted to explain, when Ouyang Zichen said to the crowd outside: "Everyone, are you still going?"

These monks from the Southern Spirit World were discouraged by Ouyang Zichen, and they were not as energetic as before, but they also surrounded the door of Zhenbao Pavilion and refused to leave.

Ouyang Zichen's long and narrow peach blossom eyes narrowed: "Why, don't you want to leave?" He smiled: "It seems that you want to stay in my Zhenbao Pavilion forever."

What he said surprised those monks in the Southern Spiritual Realm. The way he dealt with that skinny monk just now was too ruthless and ferocious, which was deeply memorable.

Someone boldly said: "Zhenbao Pavilion is too domineering!"

"Overbearing?" Ouyang Zichen sneered and said, "On the territory of my Zhenbao Pavilion, you act recklessly, and my Zhenbao Pavilion is not allowed to defend itself?"

"Come, come. Who of you will tell me that there will be such a generous sect or family in the Southern Spirit Realm that allows a large number of monks to go wild on their territory?"

"As long as you can tell, I will not make things difficult for you."

Those monks in the Southern Spiritual Realm looked at each other in blank dismay, this one, they definitely won't be able to find it!

Someone said: "How can this be the same? Those are the important places of the sect, but the Zhenbao Pavilion is open for business, so why don't people come in?"

Ouyang Zichen said: "Yes, Zhenbao Pavilion is a place for business, not a place for people to make trouble."

"I give you ten breaths, if you don't leave after ten breaths, you will bear the consequences."

Unexpectedly, Zhenbao Pavilion's attitude was so tough, and this suave-looking nobleman acted so domineeringly. Most of the monks in the Southern Spiritual Realm couldn't withstand such pressure, and they all retreated quietly.

There are still a small number of people who stayed because of various reasons.

Zhenbao Pavilion is a foreign store, but it has become the largest in Qishan City in just a few hundred years. How could he let go of this opportunity?

Besides, Ouyang Zichen, a monk from outside, really dares to arrest them all?You should know that it is easy to catch them, but it will not be so easy to let them go when the time comes.

Therefore, these monks from the Southern Spiritual Realm, relying on the support of someone behind them, did not take Ouyang Zichen's words seriously at all.

(End of this chapter)