Chapter Twenty-Four: I'll See Who Dares To Move

  In front of the residence of the famous disciple of Lu Yunfeng, Chen Songtai sat at a round table with a gloomy face. Across from him was Feng Luming: "Brother Feng, it's been a month since he left. If Li Chen doesn't return now, I'll definitely punish him severely!"

  "Heh heh, don't worry, Brother Chen. He's just a novice who has just started out and his talent is so poor. How dare he venture out for a month without returning? I'll make sure he gets a good scolding!"

  Feng Luming smiled casually and didn't seem to care, quietly putting away a package wrapped in wax paper containing the Dan medicine on the table.

  Chen Songtai's eyes twitched involuntarily, but in order to get revenge and add fuel to the fire for Li Chen, he had spent a lot of money to take out a mid-grade Gathering Spirit Dan.

  Although he was unable to break through the Refining Truth Realm in his lifetime, he went further in the Inner Breath Realm. In the future, without mentioning status, even if it's just cultivating family children, it would be good.

  Not to mention this Gathering Spirit Dan, it was also divided on that day, and he couldn't bear to take it himself, but in the end, he gave it away like this.

  As they spoke, a lean figure emerged from the distance, walking slowly, half a head taller than the young men practicing their fists and feet around him, standing out like a crane among chickens.

  It's Li Chen who just returned from a month-long trip abroad!

  "Hum, Lei Chen, you have a big nerve! As a newcomer to the sect, you've already broken the rules. Today, you must be severely punished! Get over here and kneel down to accept your flogging!"

  Feng Luming let out a cold snort, and with his majestic demeanor, he sat upright like a great golden knife, displaying his majesty before the crowd of renowned disciples.

  Such a commotion naturally attracted many famous disciples to watch, and they began to whisper to each other.

  "Disciple Li Chen has met with Manager Feng. Today marks the one-month anniversary of my disciple's entry into the sect. What is this talk about violating rules?"

  Li Chen took a few steps forward, cupped his hands together in greeting, and bowed slightly.

  In the recent month of killings in Gu Cang Mountain, there was a special aura surrounding him. However, he had always been good at observing people's expressions and words. When he saw Chen Songtai by his side, he knew that trouble was bound to come.

  Since it can't be avoided, there's no need to deliberately try to get along, so as to avoid the other party causing trouble again in the future.

  Moreover, the Monkey Wine was stolen from him in the small town, making him hold a bellyful of fire. If not for the most important Demon Core being kept in his bosom at that time, he probably would have gained nothing this month except for an increase in cultivation.

  "How dare you, young and reckless, spouting nonsense. That day you said there was an urgent matter at home, but as far as I know, you're just a fatherless and motherless house slave. What urgent matter could you possibly have? Today, let me teach you a lesson in discipline!"

  Feng Luoming felt his face lost in front of the crowd of disciples after being bumped by Li Chen, and in a fit of anger, he flew up and punched Li Chen's face.

  Chen Songtai looked at him sideways, his eyes revealing a cold smile. This Li Chen had only narrowly won against Dongyuan Lu Hongyang, and facing this old six-layered martial artist, he was absolutely no match.

  But what made him drop his jaw was that Li Chen remained calm and composed, merely shifting his body slightly to the side, grabbing Feng Luming's wrist with one hand and pulling it forward, while stretching out his leg to block.

  Plop!

  Feng Luming was thrown out like a broken sack, several meters away. Although his cultivation was not weak, he was caught off guard and fell into a daze, causing the crowd of famous disciples to cheer and shout "good".

  Usually having been bullied by him, even the hard-to-come-by Gathering Dan had been extorted, seeing such a scene, how could he not be delighted?

  "Is it Master He looking for me?"

  Li Chen looked at Chen Songtai who was staring blankly and said calmly.

  "It's... it's you! I've been waiting for you here for half a month!"

  Chen Songtai came back to his senses, stuttering in shock at Li Chen's strength and calm demeanor.

  Feng, a middle-aged man with the surname Feng, got up and was about to fight with Li Chen again. However, when he heard them mention "He Shixiong", his face suddenly turned pale and he glared at them with resentment as they walked away.

  Although he has connections to be in charge here, his ability is at most just bullying these half-grown children. Chen Songtai waited for half a month, and it's clear that He Kungming had an urgent summons.

  If he delayed He Kuoming's affairs, this kind of inner door genius disciple was not someone he could afford to provoke.

  "What are you staring at? Don't you have martial arts skills to practice?"

  Unable to vent his frustration, Mr. Feng could only take out his anger on these disciples who had come to pay their respects.

  A group of young men were intimidated by his majesty, and immediately restrained their laughter, practicing with trepidation, fearing to provoke him, inviting a violent beating.

  "Li Chen has seen Master He!"

  In the courtyard, Li Chen bowed his head in a salute.

  "Not bad, looks like there's been some progress this month!"

  He Kongming looked up and down at Li Chen, saying lightly.

  "Senior brother, Li Chen disobeyed your orders and went to Gu Cang Mountain after entering the sect, delaying important matters. He must be severely punished!"

  Before dawn broke, Chen Songtai added fuel to the fire, a venomous glint flashing in his eyes.

  "Hum, when did you become the one in charge of me?"

  He gave him a cold glance.

  "Junior brother doesn't dare!"

  Chen Songtai shuddered and shrunk his neck.

  "Thank you for your praise, Master He. I owe it to your guidance in the past. Brother Chen said that you have summoned me for something?"

  Li Chen hung his head, and his hair covered his eyes, restoring his usual timidness.

  Facing this martial artist who has reached the ninth level of Inner Breath, Li Chen is no match for him now and can only swallow his pride and hide himself.

  "Hmm, in another half month, you two will follow me into the ancient Cangshan. During this time, don't go out, and cultivate well here!"

  He nodded slightly with an air of indifference.

  "Lin Chen obeys Brother Shifu's orders!"

  "Chen Songtai obeys the order of his senior brother!"

  The two of them hastily bowed their heads in unison.

  "Hiss!"

  The next day was clear, and at the water intake in the mountain col, Li Chen's brow furrowed at dawn, and he suddenly took a mouthful of cool air.

  Due to the excessive force of fetching water, coupled with the fact that all his previous elixirs had been robbed, without any elixir to heal his wounds, the wound naturally scabbed over. At this moment, when he moved, several streaks of blood appeared on his shoulder blade.

  "Wait for me!"

  Li Chen gritted his teeth and bore the pain, lifting two buckets of water and quickly proceeding along the stone path.

  Who would be happy if their monthly gains were suddenly snatched away, let alone with the precious Monkey Wine inside.

  "Haha!"

  Lichun, whose cultivation had grown and physical body gradually strengthened, arrived at the outer disciple's morning practice location in half the time it used to take.

  Li Yuexiang, Zhao Shanshan and Zhang Ziliao were still there, but Pang Wenshan and Chu Ziying were no longer among them.

  With a lost gaze, Li Chen's footsteps were slightly heavy. He knew the difference between himself and them, and he also understood the gap between each other. Having been used to being looked down upon and having suffered all kinds of humiliation, in his heart there was an unyielding spirit and pride that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

  "Hey, someone bring over the water bucket!"

  Familiar yet strange shouts, only the voice has changed, and so have the people.

  Li Chen forced a smile on his face, nodded and bowed like a servant, running forward to put down the water bucket.

  At this moment, the man who was shouting at him smiled complacently and beckoned everyone over to fetch water.

  "Who dares to move?"

  Suddenly, a cold shout came over, and the disciples who were fetching water in front of them were all stunned. The leader was even more furious, with an expression of discontent on his face as he turned to look around.

  These outer sect disciples are, after all, just fourteen or fifteen years old, half-grown children, each with a high and proud heart. Being yelled at like this, how could they not get angry?