Chapter 22: Master against Master

"Master, I want to beat them to death."

The Nine Thousand Years Old looked at the group from the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion with eyes splitting with rage. However, with Li Xianzhi in front, he still reported in a low voice.

"Quick, quick, great, beat them to death. Brother Li, call me if you need help." Xiao Xuan clapped his hands, his excitement beyond words.

The Nine Thousand Years Old looked at the little turtle, full of black lines. Was this a time to be happy?

"Alright, stop making trouble. Xiao Li Zi, you have a Dao injury, let me do it. Since they are standing up for their disciple, I, as a master, cannot just keep watching."

Li Xianzhi's expression was calm; he had seen enough of what he needed to see today. From the moment he arrived at the Shenwu Hall, Li Xianzhi hadn't said a word, and these people had subconsciously excluded him. It was time to move.

Calling his disciple a slave—who gave these people the dog's guts!

"Master, I am fine!" The Nine Thousand Years Old was moved in his heart. He didn't expect his master to care about him so much. Even if his Dao injury flared up today, he couldn't lose his master's face.

"Still being stubborn? Is the Supreme Realm really so easy to break through? This world is flawed; if you force a breakthrough, you will surely suffer Heavenly Punishment." Li Xianzhi felt a trace of anger in his heart. Dao wounds are different from other injuries; they are a fracture of the practitioner's path by the Great Dao itself. Most such wounds can only be resolved by the practitioner themselves. Once one has a Dao wound, if they engage in a life-or-death struggle, not only might their cultivation be completely crippled, but in severe cases, Heavenly Punishment could descend directly, striking you until you are reduced to ashes.

"No need to say more, I know what to do." Seeing the Nine Thousand Years Old still wanting to argue, Li Xianzhi waved his hand.

"Yes, Master!" The Nine Thousand Years Old had no choice but to retreat behind Li Xianzhi.

"Why? Is the world's number one Nine Thousand Years Old afraid? Or did I hit the nail on the head, and you have no face to see people? However, hiding behind such a pretty boy, what use can you be?"

He Bu Kong saw that although the Nine Thousand Years Old was splitting with rage, he did not attack directly, so he continued to provoke, and even ridiculed Li Xianzhi along with him.

What King of Equal Rank? A thousand years ago, he was just a small fry in the Ascension realm. Although he was known as a peerless powerhouse who could kill True Gods, the realm was there, and He Bu Kong did not believe Li Xianzhi could be that powerful.

"Are these people crazy?"

The four General Commanders of the Xuan Yi Wei all stood at the back of the Shenwu Hall today, silently watching everything happening in the hall.

Upon learning that Li Xianzhi was Li Shentong, the founder of the Xuan Yi Wei, they couldn't be happier. Especially Li Qingxian, although he kept his head down, his old face was flushed. He wished the court would end quickly so he could go up and ask clearly, and offer the courtesies of a descendant.

"Lan Yu, be careful with your words!"

Ye Feiyun had always been cautious. He said with a sullen face, warning the excited Lan Yu.

The three General Commanders heard Ye Feiyun's words and turned to look at Ye Feiyun speechlessly.

Ye Feiyun was a bit confused. "What's wrong with me? I was just saying to be careful with words."

"Tch..." The three said in unison, ignoring the embarrassed Ye Feiyun.

Li Xianzhi slowly stood up, looked calmly at He Bu Kong, and a thought-provoking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"A thousand years ago, I followed the Shenwu Dadi and heard many interesting stories about the human world." Li Xianzhi said to himself.

Everyone was a bit confused, not knowing what Li Xianzhi was going to say.

Only the black-robed old man was terrified in his heart.

He moved, someone is going to be unlucky!!!

Li Shentong back then, in the Ascension realm, suppressed seven or eight Half-step Supreme powerhouses. The old man still remembered that battle vividly. If it weren't for their despicable means at the end, dragging Li Shentong down alive, this madman would probably have killed his way from Zhenshen Pass to the Three Mountains and Four Seas.

Truly young!

The black-robed old man sympathetically glanced at He Bu Kong, who was "dressed in fairy clothes."

He Bu Kong did not notice anything unusual and looked at Li Xianzhi playfully.

"I don't know what it is? Tell it so everyone can be happy. If I am happy, I will reward you with a whole corpse later!"

He Bu Kong continued to provoke, but Li Xianzhi did not get angry at all, still smiling and looking at everyone, and then slowly said: "The Shenwu Dadi said that back then, he accidentally passed by the territory of a hidden faction and saw a very interesting scene."

"That hidden faction always passed on to men but not women, and the whole sect was female. But that time, for some reason, a man knelt before the mountain gate, refusing to leave, insisting that they take him as a disciple."

"They said, we don't accept men. Do you know how that person answered?" Li Xianzhi told the story vividly, and with great interest, he even gave everyone a riddle.

"How did he answer?" The Chu Huang listened carefully, his curiosity piqued by Li Xianzhi.

Others seemed to have forgotten that this was the tense Shenwu Hall, and one by one, they looked at Li Xianzhi with full curiosity.

It was strange to say, but when this plain-looking young man spoke, their hearts suddenly became peaceful, and they wanted to listen quietly.

Seeing that the atmosphere was about right, Li Xianzhi walked a few steps slowly and then said: "That person said, how do you know I am not a woman?"

"This question stumped the hidden faction. They couldn't take off your pants to verify, after all, they were a group of true fairies." Speaking of this, Li Xianzhi glanced at He Bu Kong intentionally or unintentionally.

He Bu Kong's heart was surging like a volcano; the person he was talking about was none other than himself.

That year, in order for the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion to accept him, he changed into women's clothing and never took it off since. Since he took charge, he had set a rule: if a man wanted to enter the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion, he must wear women's clothing, "fairy clothes fluttering"!

"Shut up! You yellow-mouthed child, I don't know where you heard some strange stories, but you dare to talk nonsense in this Shenwu Hall." He Bu Kong shouted loudly at Li Xianzhi.

"Oh...! I understand... tsk tsk!"

The Chu Huang was the one who listened most carefully. Although Li Xianzhi didn't finish, judging from He Bu Kong's reaction, that person was him.

"Father-in-law, that person wouldn't be you, would it?"

The Chu Huang looked at He Bu Kong excitedly.

Li Xianzhi really wanted to give the Chu Huang a thumbs up; this guy was definitely from some crosstalk club, he was too good at picking up the punchline, saving him a lot of words.

The officials also understood one after another.

No wonder he was so perverted, it turned out there was such a thing in it. Everyone began to imagine the scene after He Bu Kong became an apprentice.

An official couldn't help but laugh out loud. This laugh blew He Bu Kong up. "You are looking for death, what are you laughing at?"

Divine light flashed in He Bu Kong's hand, and he grabbed at the official.

"A human demon, also dare to be presumptuous in the Great Chu Shenwu Hall, who gave you the guts?" Li Xianzhi's face was cold, his finger tapped lightly, and he intercepted He Bu Kong's attack.

"Yellow-mouthed child, dare to fight in the sky!"

"Happy to accompany you."

【Author's Note】: Thanks to all the book friends for their support, I promise to update at least three chapters every day. As a new writer, there are many problems, and I strive to tell the story clearly.

Also, special thanks to @naox for the support and the gold ticket! ===== CHAPTER 23 =====