Chapter 363: Chapter 350: Itching for Another Beating, Aren’t You?

Wind Listening Cliff on Songdu Peak was the garden for the Seven-Colored Spirit Vultures that traveled between the various peaks.

A bruised, battered, and disheveled Tian Hao came running over in a hurry, leaving the people in the Seven-Colored Spirit Vulture Garden utterly astonished.

This punk was a Little Demon King on Songdu Peak. Relying on his grandfather, the Grand Elder, he was arrogant and domineering. No one expected a day would come when he’d be beaten to such a pulp right here on his home turf! And from the looks of it, he seemed to be fleeing for his life.

"Hey, you there! Get me a Seven-Colored Spirit Vulture! I need to go to Heaven-Reaching Peak!" Tian Hao shouted frantically.

"SCREECH!"

The words had barely left his mouth when a Seven-Colored Spirit Vulture flew over from the distance.

A woman in tight-fitting black clothes sat atop the Seven-Colored Spirit Vulture, immediately capturing everyone’s attention.

"Damn, what a babe!"

Tian Hao, famous for his lechery, momentarily forgot that Bai Feifei might be hunting him down. His gaze was fixed on the woman, unwilling to move away for even a second.

The face of an angel, the body of a devil!

She was perfection itself; not a thing was out of place.

This was a woman who could make a man’s blood boil with desire, no matter the angle.

"Ah, my esteemed lady, welcome to Songdu Peak. Please, allow me to introduce myself..." Tian Hao said, gulping as he approached her.

The woman shot Tian Hao a cold glance and said with a frown, "What did you do to anger both heaven and earth? To be beaten so miserably?"

Tian Hao was on the verge of tears...

’Look at that, just look at that!’

’A true beauty, and so kind-hearted!’

’She took one look at me and showed such sympathy!’

Tian Hao flipped his hair and put on an expression of someone who had been wronged beyond belief. "I... I ran into a freak. Just because I tore down Shen Lang’s house, he beat me half to death and wouldn’t even listen to my explanation..."

"Wait, what did you just say?" the peerless beauty asked, raising an eyebrow.

Tian Hao froze, then said subconsciously, "I said some bastard beat me half to death..."

"No, the line before that."

The woman’s elegant brow furrowed slightly, and this charming look made the blood in Tian Hao’s entire body boil.

"Oh... the line before. ’Just because I tore down Shen Lang’s house—’ PFFT!"

Before Tian Hao could finish, the woman’s hands shot out like lightning. She grabbed the clothes on his shoulders, yanked him forward, and slammed her right knee into his abdomen!

This time, Tian Hao finally understood something...

Fang Hongfeng’s brand of beating was definitely not "beating him half to death"!

This was!

Overwhelmed by excruciating pain, Tian Hao’s vision went black. He tasted something sweet in his mouth as a rush of blood welled up.

The woman seemed unwilling to be sprayed by his blood. After kneeing him, her figure spun around, and she moved behind Tian Hao.

She raised her right leg high and brought it down in an axe kick, slamming the already doubled-over, shrimp-like Tian Hao to the ground!

But it wasn’t over. Tian Hao, who had been slammed face-first into the dirt with a THUD, hadn’t even had time to curse before he heard a sharp sound of something Breaking the Sky and the crowd gasping in alarm...

’Not good!’

Although Tian Hao was a lecher, his Cultivation was, after all, at the Spirit Martial Realm Second Heaven. The moment he heard the sound of something Breaking the Sky, he slapped the ground with his right hand without a second thought!

"BANG!"

With an explosive sound, Tian Hao’s body used the rebound force from the slap to shoot rapidly to the left!

Only then did he have a chance to turn his head back.

He wished he hadn’t looked. The sight nearly made his Soul Scatter!

It turned out the woman had bent down and thrown a punch at where he had been lying on the ground!

Now, right where he had fallen, a huge crater was visible, and the woman hadn’t even withdrawn her fist yet!

"You crazy woman! What the hell is your problem with me? We just met and you’re already trying to kill me!"

Tian Hao’s words were muffled by the blood and dirt in his mouth, but the people around still understood what he meant.

After shouting that, the ever-pragmatic Tian Hao actually turned and shamelessly fled into the distance!

To be beaten so badly and still move so fast—the onlookers immediately showed expressions of admiration.

From that one exchange, Tian Hao already knew this woman’s Cultivation was far superior to his!

And she didn’t seem like the reasonable type!

This time, Tian Hao really wanted to cry. He had never wanted to cry so badly in his life.

In the past, how arrogant and domineering had he been on Songdu Peak?

He never needed to be reasonable, because he *was* reason!

Now he wanted to reason with people, but no one would listen...

Fang Hongfeng had been like that, and this strange woman he’d just met was even worse.

And don’t even get him started on Bai Feifei, who would be chasing him soon. She was the kind of person even the Sect Leader couldn’t reason with.

"CLANG CLANG CLANG!"

Tian Hao had only dashed a few steps away when the sound of a rattling Locking Chain came from behind him.

Before he could even turn to look, a thick, silver Locking Chain coiled around his waist like a python!

A tremendous force transmitted through the silver Locking Chain. Tian Hao felt himself fly backward as if riding the clouds, then slam violently onto the ground, leaving him seeing stars and howling in agony.

"Looks like that little bastard isn’t having such a great time on Songdu Peak if his house is getting torn down! You’ve got some nerve, don’t you? Daring to provoke him. You must have a death wish, huh?"

This woman was none other than Nalan Ziyun, who had rushed over from Purple Stream Peak.

Nalan Ziyun lifted Tian Hao, who was now wrapped up in the chains like a dumpling, and stalked forward, radiating Killing Intent. A few senior brothers who had thought about intervening were so scared they scurried back.

"Kids these days... they’re so ruthless!"

The old man in the wooden cabin in charge of the Seven-Colored Spirit Vultures shook his head repeatedly. Then he glared at a young man beside him. "What are you staring at? Hurry up and notify the Peak Master and the Grand Elder! Looking at her domineering actions and expression, it’s possible she’ll just stomp Tian Hao to death on the way."

"It’ll be bad for me if that old coot Tian Mohan blames me for this. Go, go, go!"

This time, Tian Hao wasn’t just thinking about crying. He was actually crying.

Bai Feifei was already hard enough to deal with. Now some new woman had popped out of nowhere—one whose beauty could topple nations, and whose actions were just as calamitous!

’Now that this woman is taking me back, who knows how she’ll torture me?’

’Even if she’s "gentle and considerate," there’s still Bai Feifei!’

’It’s hard to say if that wench Bai Feifei will tear me limb from limb...’

’I’ve never been so wronged in my entire life!’

’All this, just for tearing down Shen Lang’s shabby hut. If I’d known this would happen, I never would have done it!’

"I may have torn down the house, but it’s already rebuilt! And Shen Lang isn’t even mad at me anymore! How can you all be so unreasonable!"

...

While Tian Hao was repenting a thousand times over on the mountain peak, the smell of gunpowder in the valley market was growing stronger.

Seeing his senior brother’s question, Xiao Tong slowly stepped forward and said with a dark expression, "That’s right, Senior Brother Zhao. This piece of trash is Shen Lang."

"Back then, I saw he was only at the Qi Martial Realm Fifth Heaven and didn’t want to bully him, so I sealed my Spiritual Power. That’s how he managed to ambush me!"

"But Senior Brother Zhao, don’t underestimate this trash. Although his aptitude is terrible, his Physical Strength is nothing to scoff at."

Senior Brother Zhao sneered dismissively. "Physical Strength? Give me a break. You were careless and someone took advantage of you. No need to make excuses like that."

"Our source of power is Spiritual Power. The age of becoming a Saint of the Flesh passed tens of thousands of years ago. How many people nowadays cultivate only their physical body? A mere piece of trash who was, at best, born with a little bit of strength—how could he possibly compare to a Spirit Martial Realm Martial Artist with abundant Spiritual Power?"

This Senior Brother Zhao seemed to have a high status. As he spoke, Xiao Tong didn’t dare to talk back, his face just grew even darker.

Over on the side, Kou Xiaotian and the others’ expressions turned ugly.

Although they didn’t know this Xiao Tong, they could sense his Spirit Martial Realm aura. He was definitely a genuine Spirit Martial Realm expert.

But from the sound of it, Shen Lang had actually injured a Spirit Martial Realm Martial Artist like him?

And the people behind Xiao Tong, like Senior Brother Zhao, were all Inner Sect disciples from East Screen Peak!

The weakest among them had a Cultivation of Spirit Martial Realm Second Heaven. To be targeted by a group like this... that Shen Lang really knew how to stir up trouble, didn’t he?

Sure enough, just as this worry crossed Kou Xiaotian’s mind, Senior Brother Zhao sneered again. "Trash is trash, always mixing with other trash. What? Are you Outer Sect weaklings preparing to go out for training? With such pathetic Cultivation, you dare to venture out? Aren’t you afraid of being eaten by Demon Beasts?"

Kou Xiaotian, Xia Xiaoting, and the others gritted their teeth and turned their heads away.

Xia Xiaoting and Chen Shiyuan were only at the Qi Martial Realm Eighth Heaven. Kou Xiaotian was at the Spirit Martial Realm First Heaven, and Shu Lan’s Cultivation was even lower, only at the Qi Martial Realm Sixth Heaven.

Whether in terms of Cultivation or their status as Outer Disciples, they were in no position to fight with an Inner Sect Elite Disciple at the Spirit Martial Realm Third Heaven.

Besides, they had only just met Shen Lang a short while ago.

If they were to talk back, the consequences would be dire.

Just then, Shen Lang pointed a finger at Xiao Tong and said, "If I’m trash, then doesn’t that make this punk, who couldn’t even beat me at the Qi Martial Realm Fifth Heaven, less than trash?"

"And you lot, a bunch of scum hanging around with someone who’s less than trash, doesn’t that make you the cream of the crop among trash?"

"Damn it!" Senior Brother Zhao and the others behind him instantly flew into a rage.

A mere Outer Sect disciple, and one who had only gotten in by relying on the Celestial Profound Order, dared to be so arrogant and rampant in front of them?

He truly didn’t know the meaning of death!

"Brat, do you have any idea what the consequences are for talking to us like that?" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Senior Brother Zhao suppressed the fury in his heart and said sinisterly.

The threat in his tone was completely undisguised!

Shen Lang retorted tit for tat, "I don’t know what the consequences are for talking to you like this, but I do know the consequences... of provoking me."

His arrogant words silenced the originally noisy crowd.

More and more people gathered, pointing and whispering among themselves.

Among them were plenty who had seen Shen Lang in the Wooden Man Alley, as well as those who had watched him easily defeat Liu Feng on Songdu Peak.

However, no one spoke up. They just watched the scene unfold with complicated expressions.

The status of an Inner Sect Elite Disciple intimidated too many people. How would an ordinary person dare to interfere?

"It’s been a long time since I met someone so arrogant, and a piece of trash with the worst aptitude at that!" Xiao Tong said with a savage grin. "Hmph, I was just thinking of looking for you, and here you are! Let’s see you try to run now!"

"Run? With which eye did you see me run?" Shen Lang said coolly. "Your bones have barely healed and you’re already here whining in front of me. Your skin’s itching for another beating, is that it?"

"WHOA!"

The surrounding crowd finally erupted into an uproar.

An Outer Disciple, and a kid of only sixteen or seventeen at that, dared to speak to a group of Inner Sect disciples like this!

It was simply unbelievable!

The difference in status between an Outer Disciple and an Inner Disciple was as vast as the heavens and the earth.

Xiao Tong’s face was twisted into an ugly mask. "You little bastard who doesn’t know life from death, you dare to mock me? Let’s see whose skin is really itching!"

The aura around his body surged. He took a step forward, his Divine Thought locking onto Shen Lang, ready to strike at any moment.

Just then, a section of bamboo about a foot long and as thick as a thumb came whistling through the air with a SWISH, embedding itself in the ground in front of Xiao Tong.

Sparks of electricity flickered and crackled on the slender piece of bamboo. It actually contained an extremely powerful Thunder Power!