"Despicable, shaless, filthy!" Watching the beauties ride away, Shen Qiang's mocking smile flashed across his mind, leaving Zong Zijin fuming: "Is there no justice? Is there no fairness? My little junior sister, my fiancée, Shen Qiang took them all away, and left alone in this godforsaken place?"
"How could you be so petty! It's just a al, right? How much rice could I eat of yours! Shen Qiang, you bastard, just wait, if I don't make you the scum of young junior sister's eyes, I'll take your na as mine!"
Once again thwarted by his own cleverness, Zong Zijin stood at the deserted street corner, cursing.
But halfway through his rant, he suddenly realized sothing was amiss.
Turning around, he saw the group of cultivators who had been struck by Shen Qiang's super Thermophilic Streptococcus, crouching in the small grove, too afraid to co out.
They were looking jaundiced and haggard, but their gazes at Zong Zijin were startlingly intense.
Zong Zijin stopped cursing, his eyes wary as he tried to leave.
But the mont he took a step, he found a hostile-looking cultivator blocking his path, he changed direction, yet there were people in his way again.
Seeing unfriendly gazes all around, slowly encroaching, Zong Zijin retreated and forced a smile: "Hello, fellow cultivators, you all look dignified, graceful, clearly honorable disciples of famous sects."
"Tsk tsk, sweet-talking" said a young cultivator who previously tried to act lofty with a fan but got smacked across the face by Shen Qiang's horsewhip, his gaze cold: "No wonder you lie without batting an eyelid."
With a nervous laugh, Zong Zijin said: "Dear comrades, perhaps there's been a misunderstanding between us, you absolutely mustn't believe Shen Qiang's lies, I'm a good person, what I posted before was just telling the truth."
Slap!
A towering man angrily slapped Zong Zijin across the face.
"Telling the truth? Do you know you're screwing us over? Didn't you see how fierce Shen Qiang is? Even Dao Fruit Stage masters died; if not for ancestral spirits, Shen Qiang forgetting us, we would've been dead by now!"
Zong Zijin was furious after being smacked.
Being the esteed alchemist and chief disciple of dicine King Valley, he had never been treated like this, glaring angrily: "You're going too far, I was just telling the truth."
Thud!
Soone beside him kicked him, making him stumble.
"Ah, now you think you're reasonable? If not for your stupid exposé, would we be here? Would we have a conflict with kind-hearted Shen Qiang? Would I have ssed my pants?"
The more he spoke, the angrier he beca.
Another person nearby also fud: "This guy is malicious, tricking us is bad enough, but folks, did you hear earlier when Shen Qiang, that open-minded gentleman, said bring issues to him, protect this guy."
"What happened? This scumbag publicly said Shen Qiang was waiting for reinforcents, then claid no reinforcents were coming; if not for his incitent, bounty hunters wouldn't have acted, and despite Shen Qiang protecting him, this scumbag just cursed him, everyone heard, right?"
"Shen Qiang cared for him deeply, yet he called him nas, sched against Shen Qiang who opened up to him, so think, what are we to him? I guess, deep down this kid is mocking us."
Hearing this, Zong Zijin hurriedly said: "Don't misunderstand, I cursed Shen Qiang to vent on behalf of you heroes, think, the one poisoning you isn't , it's Shen Qiang, an enemy's enemy is a friend, we're friends."
Thud!
The youth slapped by Shen Qiang's whip kicked Zong Zijin to the ground, sneering: "Who's your friend like that? You think too highly of yourself. Sure, I ca to show off before Shen Qiang, to boast to my junior sister about my might."
"But regardless of my faults, I know even if not sacrificing for friends, at least I should be tolerant, understanding. Shen Qiang protected you, coward, yet you cursed him, I find it disgusting."
"Exactly, Shen Qiang can be blad by anyone, but not by you."
"This trickster should be beaten to death, true heroes act outwardly, like Shen Qiang, facing bounty hunters, Illusion Demolition Group, he's magnificent, unlike you, trembling like a Chihuahua then betraying friends."
"Yes, yes, such a trickster should be beaten as a public service."
"Mm-hmm, we should act righteously!"
As the terrifying cultivators surrounded closer, Zong Zijin trembled in fear, his face pale, shouting: "Young heroes, hold on, I'm dicine King Valley's chief disciple, please spare on its behalf."
Instantly, the leading youth raised his foot, a size forty sneaker marking Zong Zijin's face deeply.
"This liar, claiming he's dicine King Valley's chief disciple? I'm the Jade Emperor then, hit him, beat him hard, just keep him alive."
Hearing this, Zong Zijin panicked: "Stop, you can't, dicine King Valley won't let this slide!"
"Tsk tsk, isn't dicine King Valley just selling Elixir Pills? Trying to scare us? You're barking up the wrong tree, better claim you're King of Demons' foster son, then we'd spare you. Attack!"
At once, the cultivators sward, fists and kicks like torrential rain.
Zong Zijin, as a Mixed Elent Realm cultivator, dared not resist, didn't even dare unleash True Yuan.
He knew if he did, there'd be flying swords and magical treasures waiting.
"Wow, the Li brothers have impressive fist techniques, mastering Hong Fist's essence!"
"Too kind, Brother Wu's sweeping leg, leg shadows like mountains, swift as the wind, not as good as Shen Qiang now, but with practice, dominance awaits."
"Wow, amazing, Sima old brother, famous in the cultivation world for sword techniques, even your fists bloom spectacularly, really stunning, co, throw a few fists at this Zong what's-his-face!"
"Oh, brother's too polite, I just learned from Senior Shen Qiang's movents, seeing interest, I'll oblige."
Amidst pounding punches, Zong Zijin already bruised and swollen, listening to their mutual praise, his eyes flashed desperately.
Shen Qiang, co back and take away, I won't pretend anymore!
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