The rumors of what happened in the grand hall spread through the whole sect, those who weren't present got to hear how endearing and domineering Zhi Rui's actions were, some became jealous and criticized her lack of manners, deeming her dumb for standing up against the strong.
But even more people admired in awe, people who obeyed the law of the strong was common, but people who revolted and won was fantasy, and they were mesmerized by the novelty of it. A beautiful woman fighting for herself and what's right.
"That's what's happening in the sect, for now." ZHun Xuying said.
They were both inside the sweet. Zhi Rui was sitting cross-legged on the bathtub filled with blood. Her skin was torn with thousands of cuts.
Zhun Xuying sighed, "Do you really need to train like this?"
"I do," Zhi Rui said. Trembling because of blood loss.
'Old man, why not continue with blunt damage training?'
