20: Chapter 20: Trouble Continues

It was evident that Xiang Tian was still quite polite and friendly.

With those previous "experience packs" as a foundation, Xiang Tian felt a bit more confident. He straightened his clothes and stepped into the Haotian Sect's mountain gate.

Just as he stepped over the threshold, he heard the voices of a master and servant behind him.

"Young Master, this Haotian Sect is a top-tier Sect in our region. If it weren't for the loss of many Disciples during last year's trip to the Secret Realm, how could we have such a good opportunity to enter?" the old servant said, bowing.

"Hmph! Isn't the meaning of your words that I am just here to pick up scraps?" the young Young Master said in a dissatisfied tone. It was Yang Zhi, whom Xiang Tian had taught a lesson before.

The old servant waved his hands hurriedly. "No, no, this old slave certainly did not mean that! Young Master, your talent is outstanding, and you were always meant to Cultivate in such a great Sect. Now that you have arrived at the Haotian Sect, this old slave should return to the Yang Family to report."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old servant tapped his foot and his figure instantly vanished, leaving only Yang Zhi standing there.

Xiang Tian, walking in front, keenly caught the familiar voice. He paused, turned his head to look behind him, and said, "Hmm? Yang Zhi?"

Seeing the person clearly, a cold glint flashed in the depths of Xiang Tian's eyes.

Isn't this the bastard who wanted to send people to defile Xiang Yuanyuan last month?

Yang Zhi looked up, saw Xiang Tian, and was also stunned.

A month ago, the subordinates he had arranged to deal with Xiang Yuanyuan had all died. He had been living in fear at home for more than half a month. He had managed to pull strings to get a spot to enter the Haotian Sect and rushed over without stopping, only to unexpectedly encounter Xiang Tian here!

"Xiang Tian? You... how can you be here?" Yang Zhi stepped back subconsciously.

"That is a question I should be asking you." Xiang Tian sneered.

Just as he was about to step forward to settle scores with him, he heard a burst of hurried footsteps accompanied by a rude shout: "The Inner Sect Disciple Senior Brother is passing by! All idlers and miscellaneous people, move aside immediately!"

Two Cultivators wearing Inner Sect Disciple attire walked over quickly and pushed Xiang Tian to the side without explanation.

Immediately after, an eight-bearer sedan chair approached from the distance. Sitting inside the sedan was none other than the Haotian Sect's Inner Sect Disciple Senior Brother.

The surrounding Disciples retreated to both sides, heads bowed.

Seeing this, Yang Zhi's eyes lit up. He hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd, ran to the front of the sedan, and knelt down with a "thump": "Greetings, Senior Brother! Junior Brother Yang Zhi is a newly arrived Outer Sect Disciple. I am willing to serve Senior Brother faithfully and Face any danger for you in the future!"

A burly Disciple beside the sedan saw this and immediately scolded: "Do you think Senior Brother is a trash collector? With your quality, do you deserve to be by Senior Brother's side?"

This Disciple was Li Xiu, the Senior Brother's personal attendant. He had long considered the position by the Senior Brother's side as his own territory and would not tolerate anyone else trying to take it.

The Senior Brother in the sedan asked in a flat tone: "Oh? You want to follow me? On what basis?"

Yang Zhi hurriedly said: "This Disciple comes from the Yang Family, and our Family has some financial resources in the region! As long as Senior Brother is willing to take me in, the Yang Family will tribute Spirit Stones and Spirit Medicines to you every year. In the future, if I inherit the position of Family head, the entire Yang Family is willing to become your private property!"

Upon hearing the words "private property," the Senior Brother's voice came out: "Not bad, you are quite sensible. Li Xiu, arrange a position for him and let him follow."

"Yes, Senior Brother." Although Li Xiu was unwilling, he dared not disobey the Senior Brother's order.

A look of wild joy immediately appeared on Yang Zhi's Face. Just as he wanted to say something more, he caught a glimpse of Xiang Tian standing to the side and hurriedly said to the sedan: "Senior Brother, he... he has a grudge against me, and he even injured me before!"

He had intended to use the Senior Brother's influence to teach Xiang Tian a lesson, but to his surprise, Li Xiu slapped him directly across the Face. With a crisp "slap," Yang Zhi was left dizzy.

"You want to stir up trouble right after joining the Senior Brother? Have you not assessed your own worth? Is the Senior Brother's time something you can waste?" Li Xiu scolded angrily.

Holding his burning Face, Yang Zhi hurriedly lowered his head: "Yes, yes, yes, Senior Brother Li is right to teach me a lesson. This Disciple will never dare to do it again."

The Senior Brother could not be bothered with these trivial matters and ordered: "Go."

The sedan continued forward, and Yang Zhi followed behind, holding his Face and keeping his head down. When passing by Xiang Tian, he did not forget to glare at him viciously.

Watching Yang Zhi's fawning, arrogant behavior, Xiang Tian sneered in his heart. Although he had temporarily saved his life, he had lived like a dog.

Want to rely on a big tree for shade? Then let him see, this big tree will collapse sooner or later!

There were more important things to do right now, so Xiang Tian temporarily suppressed the thought of settling scores with Yang Zhi. After everyone had left, he headed toward the living area for Outer Sect Disciples.

He originally wanted to return to his old cabin, but upon arriving, he discovered that it had long been razed to the ground.

"How much hatred must there be to not even spare a small cabin?" Xiang Tian muttered helplessly.

Just then, a few Outer Sect Disciples passed by. Seeing Xiang Tian, they immediately exclaimed: "Look! It's Xiang Tian! He actually didn't die!"

"What? That Xiang Tian who killed many people in the Secret Realm? Shouldn't he have died outside long ago?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, this guy really had blind luck. I heard he even obtained some kind of Legacy. No wonder he could survive until now!"

"Hurry and spread the news! Many Families outside are looking for him!"

"Don't spread the news yet! Let's surround him first. As long as we get his Legacy, we won't have to worry about resources to Cultivate in the future!"

"..."

A group of Outer Sect Disciples immediately surrounded him, each looking at Xiang Tian with greedy eyes.

Looking at this mob in front of him, Xiang Tian shook his head helplessly: "Just based on you small fries, you want to rob me of my things?"

"Cut the crap! Hand over the Legacy immediately, or don't blame us for being impolite!" a tall Disciple shouted.

"Nine Lotus!"

Xiang Tian could not be bothered to waste words with them and directly summoned the Nine Lotus.

These Outer Sect Disciples had the highest cultivation of only the Middle Stage of the Qi Condensation Realm; how could they be the opponents of the Nine Lotus?

With a flash of golden light, in just a few breaths, the surrounding Disciples fell to the ground one after another, their foreheads pierced by the Lotus, and they were breathless.

"A bunch of weaklings, yet you dare to pressure me?" Xiang Tian put away the Nine Lotus, clapped his hands, and turned to leave.

But he hadn't taken a few steps before he heard a burst of hurried footsteps. A large group of people was rushing toward this side, and the two leading them were none other than the armless Qin Qiong and Chen Xian.

Seeing Xiang Tian, Qin Qiong's eyes instantly turned red, and he said through gritted teeth: "Xiang Tian! You actually haven't died yet!"

Over the past year, because he lost his arms, his cultivation progress had stalled.

He should have broken through to the Opening Aperture Realm and entered the Inner Sect long ago, but now he could only stay in the Outer Sect and suffer the mockery of others. The root of all this was Xiang Tian!

Xiang Tian looked at Qin Qiong's empty sleeves and raised an eyebrow: "You are crippled like this and haven't died yet, so how could I possibly die?"

"You!" Qin Qiong was shaking with rage. He pointed at Xiang Tian and shouted: "Xiang Tian, for the hatred of my severed arms, I will make you pay back tenfold! Today, don't think about leaving here alive!"

Chen Xian also echoed from the side. His arms had also been crippled by Xiang Tian, and his hatred for Xiang Tian was no less than Qin Qiong's: "That's right! Today we must kill you and avenge our brothers!"

Xiang Tian smiled disdainfully: "Just relying on you two cripples? And this bunch of trash behind you?"

He glanced at the Outer Sect Disciples behind Qin Qiong. These people's cultivation was not high, and they posed no threat at all.

Seeing this, Qin Qiong gritted his teeth and shouted to the Disciples behind him: "Everyone listen! As long as you can kill Xiang Tian today, I, Qin Qiong, promise to reward each person with one hundred thousand Spirit Stones!"

One hundred thousand Spirit Stones! For the Outer Sect Disciples, this was simply an immense fortune!

Hearing this, the Disciples who were originally somewhat hesitant instantly turned red-eyed. One by one, they rubbed their hands and looked at Xiang Tian with even more greed.

"One hundred thousand Spirit Stones! Actually so much!" Xiang Tian was also a bit surprised, then sneered: "It seems you really paid a heavy price to kill me."

"Nine Lotus!"

Without waiting for the Disciples to rush up, Xiang Tian summoned the Nine Lotus again.

A golden light flashed, and the Disciples who rushed to the front fell instantly. The Disciples behind saw this and were scared into retreating repeatedly, but under the temptation of one hundred thousand Spirit Stones, they quickly surrounded him again.

But the gap in strength could not be bridged after all. In a few breaths, dozens more Disciples fell in pools of blood. The scene was a river of blood, and the remaining Disciples dared not step forward, retreating one after another.

Seeing the scene before him, the fear in Chen Xian's eyes grew stronger: "You... you have become stronger again?"

He never expected that in just one year, Xiang Tian's strength had become so terrifying. With so many Disciples, they couldn't even block a single move of his!

Xiang Tian ignored Chen Xian and looked at Qin Qiong, covering his nose and frowning: "Young Master Qin, why is there a smell of urine on you?"

Everyone's gaze instantly fell on Qin Qiong, and they saw that his pants were wet.

Qin Qiong's Face instantly turned the color of a pig's liver, both ashamed and angry, but he could not say a word.

"Since you have no ability to kill me, then I should collect some interest." Xiang Tian's eyes turned cold, and the Nine Lotus gathered again, flying toward Qin Qiong and Chen Xian.

But just at this moment, a figure suddenly dashed over from the distance. Waving a long sword in his hand, with a "clang," he scattered the Nine Lotus. The golden spiritual energy instantly dissipated and returned to Xiang Tian's body.

"Cousin! You have finally come!" Seeing the person, Qin Qiong acted as if he had seen a savior and hurriedly shouted.

The newcomer was wearing Inner Sect Disciple attire, with a tall, upright figure and a cold, stern Face. It was indeed Qin Qiong's cousin.

The young man, however, frowned, pinched his nose, and stepped back a few steps, saying with disgust: "Don't call me Cousin, stay away from me, you smell of urine."

Qin Qiong's Face turned from blue to white, but he dared not show any dissatisfaction.

The young man's gaze fell on Xiang Tian, looked him up and down, and asked in a flat tone: "Are you the Xiang Tian who has been the talk of the Outer Sect recently?"

Before entering the Inner Sect, he had also heard of Xiang Tian's name. After all, he was Xiahou Yun's fiancé; it was hard not to pay attention.

Xiang Tian looked at the young man and could clearly feel the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from his body, far exceeding any opponent he had encountered before. Clearly, he had already reached the Opening Aperture Realm.

"This Senior Brother, I wonder what business you have with me?" Xiang Tian asked in a calm tone.

The young man's mouth curled into a sneer: "Nothing major, just for the sake of Junior Sister Xiahou, I will give you a decent opportunity. Break your own arms, and I will let you live."

"Oh? And if I don't?" Xiang Tian raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Then don't blame this Senior Brother for doing it himself." The young man's eyes turned cold, and the long sword in his hand slightly unsheathed.

Xiang Tian's heart tightened. He knew he was not the young man's opponent and could only invoke Xiahou Yun: "Senior Brother, are you not afraid that Xiahou Yun will come to cause you trouble? She previously said she would protect me."

Zhao Feng seemed to have heard a joke and sneered: "You don't really think Junior Sister Xiahou will save you, do you? The matter between you and her sister, Xiahou Yu, is known to the entire Haotian Sect. She hasn't come to settle scores with you personally, which is already giving the Xiang Family Face. Do you still expect her to protect you?"

Xiang Tian narrowed his eyes. It seemed these people had long since investigated his background.

"Even if she doesn't protect me, I am still her brother-in-law. She wouldn't just watch her own sister become a widow, would she?" Xiang Tian continued, trying to stall for time.

"Death is imminent, and you still want to cling to a powerful figure?" The young man's eyes turned cold, and the long sword in his hand thrust toward Xiang Tian. "Once you are dead, even if Junior Sister Xiahou finds out, it will be too late!"