Chapter 11: Spoiled Rotten

  In the backyard villa of the village chief's home, nosebleed turned into a small river.

  The deep red color made Hai Yunfan's mind a bit numb, and he asked with a dry mouth.

  "...... Wang Lu, brother, I don't know if you'd be willing to explain to me what just happened?"

  Although she could think of a dozen or so possibilities by reversing the cause from the result, her thinking ability had already dropped to the bottom line of humanity due to excessive shock.

  Wang Lu went to find a broom and dustpan, preparing to clean up the three piles of garbage, while answering: "What happened? Isn't it obvious? The Mountain Valley Hero who has been hiding in Peach Blossom Village successfully crushed a small group of organized and premeditated vandals, protecting the peaceful life of Peach Blossom Village."

  "Mountain Valley Great Hero? Do you know that person just now?"

  "It's probably Lei Feng... Honestly, I don't know him either, because there's no need to know him anyway."

  Hai Yunfan calmed down a bit and asked: "Because you already knew it would be like this?"

  "Not too long ago, just a few hours before, when I heard the village chief say that Taoyuan Village had never had any fights or disputes, I realized this was a peaceful area!"

  "Peace area?"

  Hai Yunfan was clearly somewhat perplexed by this word, and furrowed his brow tightly.

  In his impression, it seemed that few sects' Ascension Conferences would set up a peaceful zone. At least the three or four top-rated sects of the Yun Tai Empire liked to let everyone fight to the death when recruiting, using a method similar to raising wasps to find the most promising newcomers. The effect? It was actually quite good.

  So the Lingjian Sect's ascension conference, which was so touching that it made people feel puzzled, even made Haiyun Fan suspect whether the Lingjian Sect really wanted to recruit new people... However, as one of the Five Absolutes of the Wanshen Alliance, they wouldn't play such a joke on the world.

  It's said that the Lingjian Sect has been known for being low-key and smooth in recent years, rarely showing off like the Shengjing Xianmen. Perhaps it's really just the sect's style to be so pure and kind?

  "Pure and kind? Xiao Hai, take a closer look, I haven't even wiped off the blood from my nose on this land yet, what's there to be sentimental about being pure and kind?"

  Looking at the three Nasubi girls who had fallen into a coma on the ground, Ha Yunfan indeed fell into deep thought.

  Wang Lu saw that he was still clueless and explained: "Actually, the rules of the Spiritual Sword Sect are very simple, idiots must die."

  ——

  "Hmm, where is this place?"

  A chill ran up his forehead as he felt a refreshing coolness, and he heard the young master of the Xie family's Rain Pavilion come to from his coma.

  My head is killing me, my nasal bone feels like it's been broken, I'm dizzy and my vision is a bit blurry, but I can vaguely see that there seems to be a fat guy in front of me, who is splashing himself with cold water.

  "Who are you?"

  "What? Me? I am Wen Bao, son of Wen Zhong, the State Preceptor of Canglang."

  The man's voice sounded a bit panicked, but there was a sense of pride in his tone about his own life.

  Xie Qianlong felt a surge of absurdity: What is this fat pig proud of? A third-rate small country, and the native leader actually thinks he's human?! Does he know that even the second prince of the Yun Tai Empire has to bow his head in front of a family of immortal cultivators?! And yet this pig dares to show off his background to me!? As he thought this, evil fire began to rise in his heart, and the humiliation of being defeated by Wang Lu rushed back into his mind. His hand once again reached deep into his pocket and touched the magical artifact given to him by his family.

  As for Wen Bao, he was completely unaware of the impending crisis, and while splashing cold water on Xie Gongzi's two companions, he chuckled and shook his chin, saying.

  "I had just walked out of that fog, and was still in a daze, when I saw the three of you fainting by the river. Is the next trial going to be very difficult? Why don't we four join forces instead? Maybe our chances of passing will be higher. When I was in the mist earlier, I was thinking that if there were more people walking together, maybe we wouldn't have been trapped for so long."

  Wen Bao was apparently unaware of the true meaning of Lingjian Mountain's Yunbo Map, thinking he was cleverly talking endlessly, completely unaware that the more he performed, the more disgusting he became in the eyes of Xie family's young master.

  Just then, Wen Bao saw the two men beside Xie Gongzi move and get up.

  "Ah, you're awake too?"

  Wen Bao was overjoyed, and if he could successfully join forces with these three people, the next hurdle would be much easier to overcome... At first, he had been impulsive and refused the invitation of Xianyao Peak, determined to continue on this path of ascension. As a result, in Yunbo Tu, he regretted his decision countless times, and now, apart from continuing forward, there was no other choice.

  However, the joy that flashed by was immediately followed by astonishment. Bao Fen clearly saw that Xie Gongzi and the other two had malicious gazes. Although his face was pale after waking up from a coma, the evil intentions in his eyes made people's hearts cold.

  "What's wrong with you guys? Aren't we going to join forces? Well, in that case, I'll take my leave."

  Although clumsy, Wen Bao felt that if he stayed any longer, things would definitely take a turn for the worse, so he got up and was about to leave.

  "Want to leave? Can you really leave?"

  Xie Qianlong suddenly stood up, originally intending to use the Ice Seal Sudden Rain symbol on Wang Lu's body, pinched between his fingers, ready to vent his anger. Yun and Li also had the same idea, about to use Wen Bao as a sacrifice to test their blades.

  The blue and white disciple in front of the Carefree Peak said it very clearly, on the road to ascension, life and death are up to heaven's will. This miscellaneous fish provoked someone they shouldn't have, even if they were killed, it would be what they deserved. What's more, killing competitors on the ascension path is almost an unavoidable evil habit in today's cultivation world. Even the sects within the Ten Thousand Saints Alliance that claim to follow the righteous path can't avoid their disciples killing each other during events like the Ascension Conference. The young masters from aristocratic families are especially aware of this point. Even if it were Xie, Yun, and Li, those three, dying at the Ascension Conference wouldn't be unusual. So what's the difference between killing a son of the State Preceptor of Canglang Country and stepping on an ant?

  The mighty aura of the three great treasures before they were activated made Wen Bao instinctively feel that death was approaching. This son of the national master was far from having Wang Lu's mental quality, and in his shock, he opened his mouth and shouted wildly.

  "Help! Help! Save me!"

  Hess's cry for help slightly improved Xie Qianlong's mood. If the person being killed didn't struggle, this game wouldn't be interesting... Nevertheless, his murderous intent didn't decrease in the slightest.

  "Go ahead, I don't believe anyone can stop me here!"

  Xie Qianlong sneered, his hand grasping the talisman paper began to gradually increase in strength, and at this moment, a black shadow descended from the sky.

  "Ahh, beat it! Beat it! Beat it!"

  ——

  Wen Bao, who had narrowly escaped death, felt his back and pants were soaked through.

  The dark figure came and went quickly, disappearing without a trace before he could even say thank you. Watching the three young masters lying unconscious by the river, waiting for death, Wen Bao was still frightened out of his wits.

  Just now, they were only a moment away from death. Those three people had no grudge against him, yet they inexplicably struck the fatal blow. Even now, Wen Bao can't understand what he did to incur such wrath from heaven and men. Was it just because of his ugly appearance? That's why the landlady at Rujia Inn would kick him with extra force, those young masters on Jin Bridge would trample him with their feet, and those two blue-clad men would look at him with disdain in front of Xiao Yao Peak?

  Or is this the true face of the Immortal Ascension Path? Slaughter, plunder... The path to immortality is elusive, but in the end, it's the corpses that lie at one's feet that are more tangible. I traveled thousands of miles from my hometown to Lingjian Mountain, hoping to help my father advance further as a member of the immortal family, but before I left, no one looked out for my own future. Now, Wen Bao vaguely sensed the reason behind it.

  As the son of a national teacher, he not only didn't have his father's extensive knowledge and strong memory, but also wasn't good at ordinary human relationships. The only thing he could rely on was a sentence of praise from a fairy master who passed by Canglan Country when he was young: "This child has a fairy fate, can be one of us."

  Unfortunately, the immortal master disappeared after that and Wen Bao spent his long childhood under his father's disappointed gaze.

  Zheng Wu himself was startled, a burst of footsteps made Wen Bao's whole body tremble, and his legs, which had just recovered some strength, began to weaken again. Having experienced the baptism of Xie Jia Gongzi, Wen Bao was already on high alert, thinking that he didn't even have the strength to tie up a chicken, let alone face another Xie Jia Gongzi, or even if a wild boar were to rush out of the bushes, today would be his demise.

  "Huh? Where did this Tianpeng Marshal come from?"

  The voice that entered his ears had a tone of three parts surprise and seven parts mockery, not polite at all, but to Wen Bao's ears, it inexplicably possessed a reassuring power.

  Wen Bao let out a sigh of relief as the voice beside his ear sounded again.

  "How did this guy end up here? Shouldn't he have been eliminated at Kinzan Bridge already?"

  "Hmm, Brother Wang doesn't know this, but the two words 'fate' and 'immortal' have always been mysterious and unpredictable. Many extremely intelligent people have no affinity with the immortal path, yet many ordinary foolish people in the mortal world possess good qualifications for cultivating immortality. This Wen Bao, it seems, belongs to the latter category."

  "Hmm, that makes sense. Those three useless disciples from before were only as talented as a melon seed, and yet they're still from some noble family. It's really disheartening to think about the future of the cultivation world."

  "Haha, just a third or fourth-rate family, can't be considered an impressive figure."

  Two people who came from afar were chatting and laughing as they walked, and had already arrived in front of Wen Bao, sizing him up from head to toe.

  Wen Bao was also sizing up these two people. Although his memory was ordinary, he still recognized them.

  One was the Second Prince of the Yun Tai Empire, and the other was the only mountain boy who lived in the upper house of the inn... In short, they were all big shots that he couldn't afford to offend.

  Forcing down the dryness in his throat, Wen Bao opened his mouth and asked: "May I ask you..."

  However, Wang Lu and Hai Yunfan completely ignored him, continuing to talk to each other.

  "Xiao Hai, this guy is the seventh one to enter Peach Village, his results aren't bad?"

  Hai Yunfan thought for a moment: "Seventh place isn't too ideal, but considering you and your family's Shu Tong took up two spots, the ranking itself doesn't mean much. And from a time perspective, he exited the Yunbo Chart in just over ten days, which is excellent. Heh, unlike his foolish appearance, he has a commendable good temperament."

  "What a good temper, Xiao Hai, you're too naive. Being able to quickly leave Yunbo Map doesn't necessarily mean having a better temperament. I think this guy was mentally collapsing after getting lost and rushed out with tears."

  "No way!?"

  "How could it be impossible? The ancients often said that pigs are brave in a straight line, which shows that for him, single-directional charging is his specialty."

  Wang Lu's guess was absurd, but Hai Yunfan judged from Wen Bao's expression that Wang Lu might have guessed the truth.

  It turns out that there is indeed such a speechless method, but on the other hand, this is also a kind of fate with immortals. The world of cultivating immortals does not lack those who have no talent or temperament, and even their IQ is below that of ordinary people, yet they achieve astonishing achievements as true immortal sages.

  So... could it be that this little treasure in front of me will have the opportunity to become a supreme being in the cultivation world in the future?!

  Just then, Wang Lu said again: "Xiao Hai, aren't you always curious about the strategy for attacking Peach Blossom Village? Now there's a great demonstration material here."

  "......Are you referring to Wen Bao?"

  "Of course, this guy has no brains and no guts... He's the perfect candidate to attack Peach Village."

  "What? Why?"

  "It's because you're too naughty and don't care about getting hurt, haha."

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