Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

It's very lively downstairs.

The two people following Zhang Yixing noticed the tall man who suddenly appeared and immediately became respectful. However, when they realized that the man in front of them was only at the Qi Refining stage, they straightened their backs again and looked at him with their chins slightly raised.

"Who are you?"

In this world, only the strong are respected.

For a Qi Refining stage cultivator to dare stand in front of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator is simply audacious and suicidal!

However, his status as a disciple of the Lingxiao Sect allows him to spare his life.

"Immortal, immortal."

Li Lao Er, his face streaked with tears, looked gratefully at the tall man in the veil. He was just an ordinary person, unable to discern the difference in strength, only knowing that the man before him was a cultivator. So he cried out for help:

"Immortal, you must do me justice!"

Upon hearing this, the two people beside Zhang Yixing burst into laughter. "Old man, of all people to beg, why ask someone at the Qi Refining stage?"

Xiao Wuli looked at the person in front of him through the black veil, his narrow eyes unconsciously narrowing slightly, his gaze sinister.

[Hey—! You two brats, looking down on those at the Qi Refining Stage with Heavenly Spiritual Roots, you'd better wait until you're knocked unconscious!]

The old man, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, had not been mocked like this in a long time. He turned his head to look at Xiao Wuli beside him and said:

[Boy, your master is watching from the second floor of this restaurant. Show him your true skills and teach these two kids who just recently established their foundation a lesson! Let your master see just how powerful you are now!]

Xiao Wuli paused for a moment, then slowly opened his long, slender fingers, which had been clenched into a fist. Keeping his head still, he cautiously raised his eyes to look at the second floor of the restaurant.

His gaze swept across the faces of the people peering out of the windows to watch the commotion, finally settling on the ordinary-looking person whose face had no particularly memorable features.

He wasn't looking at himself, but at the Nascent Soul stage person opposite him.

"Hey? What are you standing there for? Go for it!" The old man looked at Xiao Wuli, who had suddenly become a well-behaved student and lost all fighting spirit, with a bewildered expression, and urged, "Didn't you see they're all stepping on our faces?"

Xiao Wuli pursed his lips.

Old man:........

"You bully the weak! You have absolutely no moral character befitting cultivators!" Li Lao Er, a law-abiding citizen who knew nothing of cultivation levels, glared at the three opposite him and shouted, "You are unworthy to be immortals!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zuo glared and bared his teeth: "You old geezer, I'm not worthy to be an immortal? Fine! Today I'll tell you whether I'm an immortal or not!"

As he spoke, a spirit ball gathered in his palm, flickering and attracting the attention of everyone around him. Many of them had never seen spirit magic before, and they began to discuss it.

"So this is magic."

"Li Lao Er is really fearless, daring to challenge an immortal. I think he's in a bit of trouble now."

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Chi Buwan's gaze fell on the Nascent Soul stage cultivator who had remained silent.

He wasn't worried about the two who had just entered the Foundation Establishment stage. Their strength was weak; they had forced their breakthrough by taking pills. Strictly speaking, they were only at the late Qi Refining stage, the same level as Xiao Wuli.

Xiao Wuli possesses a Heavenly Spiritual Root, and his cultivation is solid at every step. Furthermore, he has learned many techniques in the past month, making him invincible to those of the same level. However, this Nascent Soul stage cultivator...

Squinting, whether it's late or not.

If he were to make a move, Xiao Wuli, with his current strength, wouldn't even be able to withstand a single blow from him.

Xie Hanfeng watched the scene unfold while sending him a telepathic message: 【What is Xiao Wuli doing? If it were me, I would have already attacked them. Those two bastards, after beating them, I'd kick them a couple more times!】

Upon hearing this, Chi Buwan took a moment to look away, his gaze shifting to Xiao Wuli for a fleeting instant. His brows furrowed slightly, and his body shifted subtly.

Why are you looking down?

Did you cry from being scolded?

337, who could sense his nervousness from the side:........

It said from the very beginning that a soft-hearted straight man can't protect his backside.

And then there's this cunning Xiao Wuli... Ever since that night he barged into the bedchamber and his eyes welled up with tears in front of Chi Buwan, he's been like an addict. He'll get teary-eyed in front of Chi Buwan all the time, turning Chi Buwan into a master at coaxing children.

Unaware that Chi Buwan's gaze was fixed on Xiao Wuli, her fingertips twitched slightly.

Xiao Wuli possesses a rare celestial spiritual root, but he is not arrogant because of it. He has been cultivating diligently for the past month, focusing on cultivation except for eating, giving it his all.

Chi Buwan deeply respects hardworking people and holds them in high esteem.

But Xiao Wuli wasn't as calm and composed as described in the book; instead, he was a... crybaby.

His eyes would redden if he couldn't complete the tasks he set for himself. He would also get teary-eyed if I occasionally brought him some food from the foot of the mountain. Sometimes, he would also get teary-eyed with gratitude if I helped him clear his meridians.

With that face and that expression... she was absolutely gorgeous.

Every time Xiao Wuli cries, she does it like this—she lowers her head and hides, not wanting him to see her.

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The two people downstairs were still shouting.

After enjoying the applause from those around him, Zhang Zuo looked at the veiled figure opposite him, his gaze gradually darkening: "What kind of hero are you if you don't have the strength? Let me see if you stole a token from some disciple of the Lingxiao Sect. Show me your true face!"

After saying that, he hurled the spirit ball he had condensed in his palm straight at Xiao Wuli, emitting a roaring "dragon's roar".

Anyone else would definitely be beaten to death, but Xiao Wuli wouldn't.

After twelve years of physical training, his physique was beyond what ordinary cultivators could break.

but....

[You brat! Make your move now! This person is at least a Foundation Establishment cultivator; if you don't fight back, you'll be crippled or even destroyed!]

At the critical moment, a pair of hands reached out in front of Xiao Wuli and caught the fierce spirit ball.

The orb shrank in the man's palm until it disappeared.

Xiao Wuli subconsciously looked up at the person standing in front of him, smelled the exotic fragrance on him, paused slightly, then slowly lowered his head and said softly, "Senior Brother."

Her narrow eyes, hidden beneath the veil, inadvertently swept across the second floor of the restaurant, where no one was anymore.

With a calm and collected expression, Chi Buwan glanced at him indifferently, then looked at the three people not far away and said slowly, "Junior brother doesn't like to argue with others. If you want to cause trouble, just come to me."

Zhang Zuo had never met Yun Dan, the eldest disciple of Xue Jiang Peak, but judging from the spiritual energy fluctuations around the man in front of him, he knew that his strength was definitely above the Nascent Soul stage.

Rumor has it that Yun Dan is now in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm. The person in front of him deliberately released spiritual power to put pressure on Zhang Yixing, and his knees went weak, and he felt a desire to kneel down and submit.

How is that possible?!

This is clearly the kind of pressure that only a Dao Integration stage cultivator possesses. Could it be that Yun Dan has already broken through to the Dao Integration stage?

"It's a misunderstanding." Zhang Yixing spoke first, his temples covered in a layer of cold sweat from the suppression. He said, "Brother Yun, it's all a misunderstanding. Zhang Zuo, Zhang You, and I were on the sect leader's orders to go to Lingxiao Sect to test the disciples' strength. We stopped here for a short rest and had no intention of causing trouble."

The implication was that he was someone who came to do things on behalf of the various sects of the immortal sects, and that offending him would be tantamount to making enemies of the cultivation world.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yixing paused for a moment, suddenly came to his senses, and then straightened his back.

During this period, he was someone that all the immortal sects tried to please, and no one dared to provoke him. Even the leader of the Lingxiao Sect had to give him some face.

Because he has the power to disqualify someone from participating in the competition, anyone who understands what he says will respectfully step aside and make way for him!

Unfortunately... the person standing in front of him at that moment happened to be Chi Buwan, who couldn't understand the local dialect.