C11 (2/2)
Although Fu Jie and Chi Ming were both at the fifth level of zhenqi and Tie Tie Tie was able to enter the internal portal, they still had not participated in the examination. Therefore, although the two of them were infuriated, they could not do anything to Zi Chen.
Thus, Zi Chen left confidently with large strides.
A farce ended just like that. Fu Jie and Chi Ming were humiliated, flames of anger burned, and there was no one who did not open their eyes and purposely fawn on them.
”Hmph, we'll see.”
The two of them coldly snorted. They could only say a few fierce words before leaving.
Zi Chen returned to his own house. There were two rooms in his house, although they were not big, the equipment was relatively complete, and there were tables, chairs and beds inside.
Beside Zi Chen's small house was Zhao Can's residence. In the past, the two of them had a good relationship and were brothers, so they thought of ways to get close to each other. Unfortunately, now … Thinking about Zhao Can once again, Zi Chen's expression was calm, but his heart, had become ice-cold.
”Zi Chen, get the hell out here.”
Not long after Zi Chen returned to the hut, an angry shout came from outside. Zi Chen was not familiar with this voice before, but now, he knew that it was Fu Jie's voice.
Fu Jie came with great momentum and arrogance.
Only after Zi Chen walked out of the room did he realize that it wasn't two people who had come, but three.
Other than Fu Jie and Chi Ming, there was also a youth who looked to be even younger than him. From the looks of this person, he seemed to be even younger than Zi Chen.
”Wang Meng.”
Zi Chen naturally recognized famous people from the outer sect.'s blood related Younger brother, for the sake of Wang Meng, Wang Xiong had come to the outer sect many times. In the past, Zi Chen had seen them from afar, but they never interacted.
At that time, Wang Meng was a high and mighty figure, and he was just a passerby.
”Why aren't you coming over obediently after seeing Eldest Brother Wang Meng?” Seeing Zi Chen stop moving as soon as he reached the door, Chi Ming could not help but shout out.
”What's the matter?” Zi Chen remained indifferent.
Because of Zhao Can's betrayal, those people who had never interacted with him before would look for trouble with him.
And back then, after he had survived the calamity, Zi Chen was no longer an ordinary person.
”You are Zi Chen, you have quite the character.” The corner of Wang Meng's mouth curled into a faint smile, but beneath his young and tender expression, there was a mature tone.
Zi Chen did not say anything, waiting for the other party to speak.
Wang Meng also did not waste any words, and directly said: ”I believe that you are also well aware of the reason why I came here. It is because of that five hundred year old Chinese sage root.”
After saying that, Wang Meng stared deadly at Zi Chen.
”Chinese sage root, what Chinese sage root?” Zi Chen played dumb.
After the indifferent expression disappeared, anger surfaced in Wang Meng's eyes. After all, he was just a teenager with a shrewd character, so it was easy for him to get angry: ”Are you playing dumb with me?”
”I don't know what you're talking about.” Zi Chen said indifferently.
”Hur hur, good, very good. You'll know what I'm talking about very soon.” Wang Meng sneered, then turned and left.
Spirit Martial Sect had his own rules and regulations, so the internal portal disciples did not need to follow them, but the outer sect disciples had no choice but to follow them, even if it was Wang Meng himself. Therefore, he left, because he was afraid that he would not be able to resist attacking Zi Chen.
So he left.
”Give him a lesson.” When they left, Wang Meng said those indifferent words.
”Alright, no problem.” The two of them nodded, excitement in their eyes.
Early in the morning on the second day, when Zi Chen walked out of his room, he smelled a terrible stench, and immediately after, Zi Chen's leg shot out like lightning and retracted.
This was because there was a lump of something yellow emitting a strong stench in front of his door.
”Puff!” ”Pfft!”
Following the direction of the voice, he saw that on the side of the house, a disciple dressed in green, wearing a mask, was using a bottle gourd to pour out some yellow coloured soup and water onto Zi Chen's house from a wooden bucket that was stench into the sky.
Because the contents of the wooden bucket were too stinky, every time the disciple spilled something, he would frown and move his Adam's apple as if he was having a difficult time swallowing.
”Hey, what are you doing?”
Zi Chen coldly shouted at the disciple in green and at the same time, he prepared to step forward and argue his theory.
Who knew that his sudden angry shout would scare his opponent. His hand inadvertently shook and the sh * t and urine flowed out, landing on his wrist and on his sleeve. Immediately, the other party felt like vomiting.
”What are you doing?”
Zi Chen roared once again. He was currently walking carefully out of the room.
Seeing Zi Chen coming towards him, the gourd ladle swiftly bloomed in the wooden bucket. The gourd gourd that was filled with soup trembled once again and in an instant, the ladle of sh * t flew towards Zi Chen in an arc.
After which, the latter threw down the wooden bucket and the gourd ladle before flying off into the distance. The wooden bucket spun a few rounds before turning over. The contents of the bucket poured out, and a pungent smell wafted out.
Zi Chen could only carefully take a step back and once again retreat into the room. After dodging the arc, he found that there was no longer any trace of the azure-dressed disciple.