Chapter 179 - 173: Okay, It Wasnt Time, Sorry. (1/2)

”Let's hope this task will go well. I have high hopes things will turn out rather peacefully with you around, Xiang.” Lei Zhi gave SCP-999 a pat as Kuai and Quon floated around him.

Many eyes stared at him as he walked up to the home of the most physically intimidating group within the Golden Serpent Sect. There were more than a couple of reasons why this was. The spirit beasts surrounding him, him being a Qi Gatherer inside the Inner Court, and him bravely knocking on the door of the Mountain Crushers. The group with the most body cultivators inside the sect. If you were a body cultivator and wanted to make it far in the sect, this faction was required for you. Unless you were picked by an elder that was also a body cultivator, you needed to join this group.

Mountain Crushers made it their job to locate and find any body cultivator in the sect and recruit them to their faction. Excluding those from the Outer Court and those allied with other factions. They also didn't accept no for an answer unless you were Hu Tao. Apparently, because of his personality alone, they actively refused to allow him to join and were a part of the main factions that wanted him dead. However, if you weren't Hu Tao, you were dead meat. The Mountain Crushers wanted a monopoly of body cultivators in the sect for some reason only known to Lok, their leader.

They had the best martial arts for those wishing to gain immortality by shattering the mortal limits of their bodies. Mountain Crushers had the most knowledge on how to progress as body cultivators. If it was related to somehow improving the body, Mountain Crushers were the people to go to. But despite this information, rarely did anyone ever go to the Mountain Crushers for advice, teachings, or to learn. This was because of their strange behaviors. Most of the disciples and elders thought that the Mountain Crushers were lunatics because of their obsession with body cultivation. There was nothing they wouldn't try to improve their bodies.

Taking a bath in lava, being dropped from 1,000 meters in the air, being smacked with spiked paddles, punching rocks until their fists become mangled, taking boulders to the skull, and even more, ridiculous training sessions were said to be held by the Mountain Crushers. Because of these antics, very few new members tended to last long. And the Mountain Crushers didn't accept quitters. Either you became stronger or you died. Deserters were killed without remorse.

”Who are you?” A young man rippled with muscles and hair greeted him at the door.

”Hello. I would like to speak with Lok. I come on behalf of Heaven's Angels.” Lei Zhi politely smiled.

”Heaven's Angels...” He rubbed his chin, trying to remember why that name sounded familiar.

”Crushers! Remind me what Heaven's Angels are!” He turned and shouted loud enough that Lei had to cover his ears with qi.

”Never heard of them!”

”Is that some sort of restaurant!?”

”Who's at the door?!”

”Is it a new member?!”

”Hu Tao's faction!” Out of the several other shouts, someone got it right.

The look on his face became less peaceful once that was yelled out.

”You know we want Hu Tao dead, right?” He asked.

”No, but I'm not here to discuss Hu Tao. I would like to speak to Lok about a certain matter.” Lei reminded.

”Hu Tao's killed a lot of our Crushers back in the Treasured Plains. So, you understand why I can't let a friend of Hu Tao's just stand in front of me and not crush him, right?” He explained.