Chapter 75: Tricking Niu Dali

Niu Dali was dragged out of the Demon Saint Mansion by two guards like a dead dog.

Dust swirled along the way, and he felt nothing but immense humiliation and resentment.

These two guards usually bowed and scraped before him, yet now they dared to treat him this way, which made him even more furious.

As soon as they exited the gates of the Demon Saint Mansion, Niu Dali broke free from the guards' grip.

He cursed at the two Great Demons, "You two dog-relying-on-master's-power things! Just wait until I regain my eligibility to compete, and see how I deal with you!"

The two guards exchanged a glance, and one of them apologized with a smile, "Brother Niu, we were just following orders; please, a great person like you shouldn't hold a grudge against small fry like us..."

"Get lost!"

Niu Dali let out a roar, scaring the two guards into tucking their tails and running away.

Niu Dali rubbed his sore arms, feeling more aggrieved the more he thought about it.

He had entered this Yao Sheng Assembly specifically to place well and receive rewards so he could improve his cultivation.

Now, however, his eligibility to compete had been revoked, and all his hopes had vanished into thin air.

And all of this was thanks to Zhang Yi and Xiong Batian!

Thinking of Xiong Batian, Niu Dali felt his teeth itch with rage.

If it weren't for Xiong Batian promising him a Bear Spirit Pill, he never would have provoked Zhang Yi.

Now that he had ended up in such a state, Xiong Batian wouldn't even let out a fart!

No, he had to go find Xiong Batian and demand an explanation!

Xiong Batian had naturally already learned that Niu Dali had failed.

He was currently calculating how to deal with Zhang Yi.

Then he heard Niu Dali's shouting and cursing coming from not far away.

"Xiong Batian! You get over here!"

Xiong Batian frowned and looked over impatiently.

"Niu Dali, what are you howling about?"

When Niu Dali saw Xiong Batian, his anger flared up instantly.

"Xiong Batian, Xiong Batian, if it weren't for you, how would I have been disqualified? As compensation, you have to give me the Bear Spirit Pill!"

Xiong Batian sneered with disdain.

"Bear Spirit Pill? You think you're worthy? You failed the task, not only failing to teach Zhang Yi a lesson but getting yourself disqualified instead, and you still have the nerve to ask me for a Bear Spirit Pill?"

"You..."

Niu Dali was trembling with rage, "Are you even a person?! Huh? I'm in such a miserable state, can't you see that!"

Xiong Batian sneered, "Are you sick? You're in such a state, isn't it because you're stupid? You couldn't even outsmart a lousy bird!"

"You! You're going too far!"

Niu Dali could no longer hold back.

This whole affair had cost him dearly, and he had gained nothing in return.

He had ended up with nothing.

How could Niu Dali be reconciled to this?

He lunged at Xiong Batian, wanting to snatch the Bear Spirit Pill from his hand.

Xiong Batian had long anticipated that Niu Dali would make a move; a flash of contempt crossed his eyes as he easily dodged Niu Dali's attack.

"You think you can snatch my things just like that?"

Xiong Batian kicked Niu Dali to the ground, then mounted him and began punching and kicking him.

"Ah! Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me!"

Niu Dali was beaten until his face was bruised and swollen, screaming repeatedly.

Xiong Batian showed no mercy, specifically targeting Niu Dali's vital areas.

Niu Dali felt a sharp pain in his lower body, as if something had shattered.

"You... you..."

Niu Dali was in too much pain to speak; he felt as if he were about to die.

Xiong Batian stopped once he was tired of hitting him; he stood up and looked down at Niu Dali.

"If you dare to provoke me again, I'll make sure you're completely castrated!"

Niu Dali lay on the ground, his whole body in agony, with piercing pain radiating from his lower body.

He realized that he was no match for Xiong Batian at all.

Seeing that he couldn't do anything about Zhang Yi for the moment, Xiong Batian had no choice but to leave first.

After Xiong Batian left, Niu Dali lay on the ground like a dead dog, the pain in his lower body making him almost faint.

He gasped with difficulty, his mouth continuously cursing Xiong Batian's name.

Zhang Yi had just been standing on that empty Arena, observing everything outside from the shadows.

Xiong Batian was arrogant and domineering, while Niu Dali was stupid and impulsive; the conflict between these two was an opportunity he could exploit.

Zhang Yi flew down gracefully from the Arena and landed steadily beside Empress Sister.

Jubiao immediately hurried over, feathers ruffled, eyes full of worry.

"Son, what was going on with that ox just now? How many times have I told you, let's just participate in the competition peacefully and not go around looking for trouble!"

Zhang Yi nodded calmly, "Mother, that ox was sent by Xiong Batian to deliberately provoke me, just to get me disqualified."

"What?!"

Jubiao immediately bristled, like a hen that had had its tail stepped on.

"That damn stupid ox, daring to bully us—it deserved to be beaten like that!"

She stretched her neck and spat fiercely toward the spot where Niu Dali was lying.

Zhang Yi ignored his enraged mother.

He walked straight to Nudi's side and, with quick eyes and nimble hands, snatched a few Spirit Pills that were emitting an alluring fragrance from her claws.

"Borrowing these for a moment."

Nudi froze for a second, then let out a sharp shriek.

She flapped her wings, ready to pounce on Zhang Yi.

"You little brat, there are only a few Spirit Pills left, give them to me!"

Zhang Yi had long anticipated her reaction; he swayed his body and easily dodged Nudi's attack.

He did not want to be scratched by this tigress; if word of that got out, his heroic and mighty image would be ruined.

Ignoring the sight of Nudi gnashing her teeth in anger behind him, Zhang Yi turned and walked toward the perimeter of the Demon Saint Mansion's Arena.

He stood at the entrance and waved at Niu Dali, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog.

"Hey, Brother Niu, come over here."

Seeing Zhang Yi, Niu Dali felt even more fuel added to the fire already burning in his heart.

He struggled to lift his head, his bruised and swollen face full of resentment.

"Zhang Yi! You still have the nerve to call me! If it weren't for you, how would I have ended up in this state!"

Zhang Yi feigned surprise and raised an eyebrow.

"Brother Niu, that's not fair; I didn't force you to provoke me. You were the one who insisted on listening to Xiong Batian, so how can you blame me?"

"Stop playing dumb!"

Niu Dali winced in pain and struggled to crawl up from the ground.

"Xiong Batian promised to give me a Bear Spirit Pill, that's why I went to cause you trouble. Now I've gained nothing and have been disqualified from the competition; all of this is thanks to you!"

Zhang Yi sighed and spread his hands with a helpless expression.

"Brother Niu, you are too naive. You actually trust someone like Xiong Batian? It's obvious he was just using you; how could he possibly really give you a Bear Spirit Pill?"

Then, Zhang Yi shook the Spirit Pills he had snatched, "These are our family's Spirit Pills. Although they aren't as good as Xiong Batian's Bear Spirit Pill, they can at least help you recover some Qi."

Niu Dali widened his eyes, looking at the Spirit Pills in Zhang Yi's hand in disbelief.

"I treated you like that just now, why are you still..."

Zhang Yi chuckled, putting on a magnanimous air, "Hey! What does that matter? You were just misled by others. That Xiong Batian is no good; he cheated in the Arena earlier and caused you to be kicked out of the Demon Saint Mansion."

"If you can't swallow this anger, Brother Niu, how about we settle the score with him together after I finish the competition? When the time comes, I'll help you take back the Bear Spirit Pill!"