Chen Shen ignored the anger and astonishment of the three core disciples and clapped his hands twice: "After one slap, there are still nine palms left."
"Should you do the rest yourself, or do you want to continue letting me do it for you?"
At this time, the servants who were slapped to the ground in the third chamber did not even dare to look into the young man's eyes.
They only heard each other's cold, demonic voice, and they were already filled with dead souls.
All the servants looked at their masters for help, hoping that they would take action against the young man in white and vent their anger.
It's a pity that these guys are destined to be disappointed——
"You brat, I'm going to be cruel to you!"
Jiang Shan cursed, flicked his sleeves, and entered his house.
Duan Yuping scolded coldly: "Hmph, I'll leave it to you to resolve the conflicts between your servants."
After saying that, she turned and left.
Lu Youliang glared at Chen Shen fiercely, but in the end he did not take action: "For Pan He's sake, I will spare you this time."
"Next time...you won't be so lucky!"
After saying these harsh words, the last core disciple also retreated into the room and put up a barrier.
"This, what's going on?"
All the servants in the Sanxiangyuan were stunned.
The young man in white slapping them was tantamount to slapping the three core disciples in the face!
How could they survive this?
This is completely inconsistent with the temperament of those core disciples who are arrogant and powerful!
In fact, if the servants saw the expressions on their masters' faces when they returned to the house, they would be shocked -
"Huh~ Madam, this is so evil! Where did Pan He get such a martial arts boy? He is simply a pervert!"
Jiang Shan rubbed his temples vigorously with slightly trembling hands: "The moment he took action, the mysterious power of Zi Lei's shining power definitely reached the realm of half-step Xuanzong, or even one-star Xuanzong!"
"Oh, I'd better move out as soon as possible, so as not to accidentally offend this evil slave someday."
"Even if he doesn't dare to kill me as a core disciple, if he slaps me, no one can afford to humiliate this person!"
South Wing——
Duan Yuping twisted her sleeves and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead: "Damn it, those dog slaves are so blind that they got into trouble with such a troublesome thing."
"It just so happens that there is Pan He behind that kid. And standing behind Pan He is the Pan family, one of the major forces of the Extreme Cold Heaven Sect..."
"Well, if I can't afford to offend you, I can always hide away, right? We'll move out early tomorrow morning!"
North Wing——
"Crack!"
In anger, Lu Youliang smashed the mahogany screen to pieces with one palm: "Grandma, today is so fucking embarrassing. I can't stay in this place any longer."
"Speaking of which...Pan He has always been low-key."
"She adheres to the Pan family's usual style and never regards herself as the eldest lady of the Pan family."
"In the past, I saw a true disciple more than once. The core disciples bullied her, but she only relied on her own strength to solve the problem and never asked for 'foreign help'."
"Why did such a sharp and domineering martial boy suddenly appear today?"
…
Pan He never imagined that he would take the blame for Chen Shen inexplicably.
At this time, in the courtyard.
"Gah, gah!"
Chen Shen twisted his neck twice, and in this silent space, there was a sharp and crisp sound.
It was this sound that brought the dozens of servants back to their senses.
Immediately, each of them slapped him in the face, and the force of the slap was really unrelenting!
There is no way, their backers are unreliable, and the "evil slave" is still watching covetously from the side, how can they dare not to comply with the other party's wishes?
It's better to slap yourself and admit your mistake by lowering your head than to do it personally——
They had no doubt that if the boy in white slapped them all ten times, they would have to give up their lives...
After watching the servants slap him into a pig's head, Chen Shen turned around with satisfaction and walked towards his house in a swaggering manner.
Along the way, the servants in the east courtyard who had previously made things difficult for the young man in white all looked down upon him and took the initiative to crawl out of the way.
The corner of Chen Shen's lips raised slightly, and he thought to himself: "Well, the effect of establishing prestige has been achieved."
"If we don't get rid of these clown-like things at once, there will always be trouble in the future."
"I have to deal with Hua Shitian and his father, and then I have to find the Panlong Blood Jade, but I don't want to waste my time on this..."
It turns out that the reason why Chen Shen was a little "overreacted" before was because he wanted to conquer the people around him once and for all.
When they publicize their "deeds", it will be enough to intimidate their neighbors.
In this way, there won't be so many people lining up to harass him with trivial matters.
Before entering the house, Chen Shen suddenly stopped.
Then with a wave of his hand, those low-grade spirit-level bone-renewing pills, which he regarded as just "low-end goods", flew towards more than a dozen servants.
"Eat them and heal the wounds of your muscles and bones as soon as possible."
"I don't want your crippled limb to affect Miss Panda's quality of life."
The servants were shocked at first.
But then I discovered that these small jade bottles contained good things: "This, is this a low-level spiritual elixir?"
"Thank you...thank you, Senior Wutong!"
They don't know how to call each other yet.
As a result, the "Wu Tong" who seemed inconspicuous to others was now labeled as "Senior".
These servants had been beaten violently before, and it was entirely their own fault.
Therefore, they only feared Chen Shen, but did not dare to feel resentment.
In this world where the weak prey on the strong and the strong are respected, if Chen Shen really killed them, I believe Pan He would not say anything else——
After all, they are just servants of the Mysterious Master Realm.
Even if a hundred servants were put together, Pan He might not be able to defeat this "Senior Wutong" with unfathomable cultivation.
As for the Jihan Tianzong, they didn't bother to care about the life and death of several servants. They couldn't find anywhere to "complain".
To put it bluntly, they are the "private property" of each core disciple or true disciple.
If you are a core disciple or below, you are not qualified to bring slaves into the Extreme Cold Heaven Sect to serve you daily.
…
Chen Shen returned to the house and fell asleep. It could be said that he had a good night's sleep.
But in Hua Zhangyu's bedroom at the No. 1 Hantian Peak of the Extreme Cold Heaven Sect, the headquarters of the Zhantang, there was a different scene.
"Uh-huh, I, what's wrong with me?"
"Huh? Father? Second brother? Why are you here?"
Hua Shitian managed to sit up straight: "Hiss—my head hurts so much..."
"Just wake up."
Hua Zhangyu spoke slowly, with a sense of relief in his tone, but more of it seemed to be a kind of resentment and anger: "Do you still remember how you fainted?"