The Door God

Those people knew these kids wouldn't listen to them and hand over that devil so easily. So, they decided to force their way into the room.

That devil must be killed!

They thought since the boy was anyway going to be executed later it wouldn't matter if they took the liberty to take care of him for now.

They wouldn't kill him and make sure he had just enough breaths left to go through a round of trial and execution.

They must vent their grievances when the time was just right.

Unwilling to engage in useless quibble any further the people went for the door before which Wei stood stout and tall silently like a door god.

Whoosh!!....

Schunk....

" Aaahhh!!..." Suddenly a tragic cry pierced through the crowd startling them instantaneously. Their moving steps froze at once and the hall turned eerily quiet except for the ear-piercing and terrifying cry of pain.

" Take one more step and you can forget about keeping your leg." Amid the painful scream, Wei's cold and emotionless voice rang out exerting terrifying pressure as he warned those troublemakers to step back.

'With him here don't even think about touching the little girl.'

Troublemakers: " ???" staring blankly to and fro.

The unlucky man in the front row who had his foot pierced by a sharp dagger without any warning was still wailing in pain while others swallowed hard and instinctively took a step back.

Those troublemakers who came puffing their chests just a moment ago instigating others all hid among the crowd and observed the supposed culprit vigilantly.

This...this man, they didn't see wrong, right?....

It was him who threw the dagger, right?...

Or was it hallucination just now?

Oh, wait....how could it be called a hallucination when they didn't even see the person holding the dagger let alone throwing it?

no, no, wait, what were they talking about holding and throwing, they didn't even single of his limbs move!!....

This was crazy!...

..... What the hell was going on here?!

What kind of magic was this?

All their suspicious gazes roamed around the hall looking for the real culprit who threw the dagger clearly not believing that Wei was the one who threw the dagger.

Tian Shan and others also looked back not knowing how it happened, or when it happened.

Earlier they had their backs turned trying to stop these troublemakers to get near the door. So, they were completely clueless about how that dagger landed near them.

It was only after hearing Wei's usual cold voice did they have an inkling. However, this idea seemed to surprise them to an even greater extent because they had never seen Wei take action, and after what Jiang Ying Yue said this morning they all believed that Wei was a cripple who couldn't cultivate.

On the other hand, the people who had been looking for the real culprit around the hall, turning their heads almost in a complete circle, found nothing.

Impossible!!

How could this be?!

All their eyes were now solely locked back on Wei, evidently trying to reevaluate him.

.....However, they yet found nothing. They still couldn't gauge this man's real strength. Was he really useless?....

They highly doubted this yet their evaluation brought them back to the previous conjecture that this man was a trash. He had no shred of spiritual aura about him, even those so-called wastes had some spiritual aura around them though it was very sparse they still had it. However, this man had nothing, he was like a vacuum container, entirely closed and hollow.

Then.....

How come this useless man....how come he was so fast and accurate?!

So fast that they didn't even see anything.

Nothing....nothing at all!

They didn't even get to see when the man took out that big dagger, nor did they notice when the dagger flew in the air across the large hall and landed just before them.

The most terrifying thing was that they didn't even see the man move.

Many glances soon after simultaneously landed on the unlucky man going all the way down where the dagger landed.

The man was still groaning in pain while wiggling looking somewhat like a fish who was trying to escape the hook.

They noticed that something seemed wrong with the man because as he wiggled his pierced foot hadn't moved a single inch. It seemed to be rooted on the spot.

All their gazes focused at once on the bloody foot in front of them. And then.....

Eh?..... What did they see?

Was this for real?!....

That useless man was capable enough of doing this?!...

They were stunned and speechless after which they all felt a shiver down their spine and immediately took another few steps back again.

There was no way they would just stand there and watch their feet turn into skewers.

Yes, just like skewers, a ' meat' skewer.

The man's foot looked just like a skewer stuck between a wooden floor and a dagger. His foot was pierced so deep that only the shining hilt of the dagger remained visible, its sharp and pointed edge had neatly and easily penetrated the wooden floor after going through the foot. The dagger held the bloody foot in place not giving it any room to move.

No wonder that man groaned painfully as he wiggled to detach his foot from the floor.

But nothing seemed to work for him.

The man was going crazy from torturous pain as he held the hilt of the dagger trying to remove it from his foot.

Nonetheless, it was to no avail. The dagger seemed to be stuck too deeply into the wooden floor that one needed to exert a considerable amount of force to remove it which was impossible for him.

If he didn't have his foot skewered between the dagger and the floor he was happy to try it, but with his foot stuck in between he would kill himself from the pain before that bloody dagger got removed.

He couldn't just let his foot stay here like this he also couldn't bear the pain when he just slightly moved the dagger.....what was he supposed to do?

His situation was tragic.

They had all thought that only that little devil was scary in their group. They never thought all these people were abnormal. All were demons hiding in ordinary disguise.

Look at this girl...her way of speaking. It was as if she had been taking a lesson from that little devil on how to verbally abuse people. Her chatter, poisonous or not, never stopped.

Now, look at this one.....

Wuwuwu.....

The man was crying miserably it was too painful.

Jiang Ying Mei was still sobbing silently in her sleep in the corner accompanied by Qiu and Niu happened to notice Wei's arrival only at this moment.

She was too tired from crying that her mind turned mushy and blank, and her eyelids were slowly turning heavy. Her mind seemed unresponsive even to the loud noise of quarreling and fighting in the hall. The only thing that occupied her mind was her elder sister.

It was Wei's cold voice that jolted up her. She had been in a daze for a moment trying to fight the sleep before she managed to wake up fully.

" Brother Wei, how's my sister?" She rushed in front of Wei and raised her head to ask the man, her small face showing her anxiety. Jiang Ying Mei was so anxious that she even forgot her current way of addressing her sister. However, it appeared that no one noticed her mistake except for those who knew the truth.

Qiu and Niu were calmer and more clever than the little girl so they immediately helped her cover her mistake.

" Yes, master Wei, how's our master?"