Xiao Wenbing completely concealed his aura, leaving only a trace of energy circulating within his body. At first glance, he appeared to be a cultivator who had just grasped the essence of Qi.
Once outside the Star Dou Illusionary Realm, Xiao Wenbing, wearing a harmless smile, said, "Ahem, how about you all stop fighting for now?"
Those people were greatly shocked, even though they had all focused their attention on the task at hand.
The game was about offense and defense, but this person's appearance was too abrupt.
However, they were now fighting fiercely and their lives were in danger at any moment, so no one dared to be distracted and had no time to answer Xiao Wenbing's question.
Xiao Wenbing's smile froze. He was a dignified immortal... but these insignificant juniors were far too arrogant.
Thinking of this, Xiao Wenbing snorted angrily and said, "Give me your assistants." With that, he strode forward and stepped into the circle.
The men were even more horrified, but they didn't stop. Who knew if this person was friend or foe? They decided to attack first and think about the consequences later.
As soon as Xiao Wenbing stepped into the circle, he immediately sensed something was wrong. He saw swords flashing and spears flying all around him, and it was clear that no one was giving him face and backing down.
Enraged, he channeled a surge of spiritual energy into his sleeve and charged towards the swords and blades.
With a few soft clanging sounds, the men's hands went numb, and they stumbled backward.
Xiao Wenbing put his hands behind his back, sneered, and was about to speak when he heard the handsome young man respectfully say, "Thank you for your help, Senior Brother."
Slightly taken aback, when did she gain a junior brother?
The five burly men, who had just been knocked back, shuddered, exchanged glances, roared, and raised their swords to slash at Xiao Wenbing.
Slightly angry, Xiao Wenbing naturally wouldn't be polite to these unreasonable people. He casually swung his hand at one of them, but the man was quick-witted and nimble, his blade already turning before he could strike, avoiding Xiao Wenbing's arm.
Clearly, Xiao Wenbing's display of "strength" had left a deep impression on them, so they no longer dared to fight him head-on.
Xiao Wenbing didn't care and attacked another person, but the five people seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding. They surrounded Xiao Wenbing, wielding their swords left and right, but refused to fight back.
After a few rounds, Xiao Wenbing got really into it.
If both sides were to be judged by their true skill level, Xiao Wenbing wouldn't even need to make a move. He could simply unleash the powerful pressure of an immortal to crush all these men to death.
However, since he has now restrained his spiritual power to the level of someone who has just grasped the essence of Qi, he is not much stronger than these other people.
Moreover, he had never experienced such a scene since he began cultivating Taoism, so he found it particularly interesting to fight them now.
Although Xiao Wenbing had never learned any martial arts other than a set of elderly people's fitness sword techniques, his immortal-level strength was still undeniable. Every move he made exuded an aura of grandeur, subtly giving him the upper hand.
The sound of something cutting through the air came, and a person appeared behind the handsome young man. The person looked somewhat similar to him, but was a few years older.
"Big brother, you've arrived."
The young man glanced at the situation and asked, "Hmm, who are they?"
"I don't know. I had only been fighting those five guys for a short while when this... um, this brother, came running out."
Xiao Wenbing naturally noticed that there was another person in the arena, but this person's cultivation level was only at the Core Formation stage, and he didn't take him seriously at all.
"Brother, what kind of guy is this?"
"It's surprising that his kung fu doesn't seem to have any set routines. However, the fact that he could fight five disciples of the Raging Waves Sect for so long shows that he still has some brute strength."
Brute force!
Xiao Wenbing's forehead veins bulged slightly; he hadn't expected that Feng Baiyi's evaluation of them would fall on him so quickly.
Within the Starry Sky Illusionary Realm, apart from Zhang Yaqi who was unfamiliar with martial arts, everyone subconsciously averted their gaze, unable to bear watching the gruesome fight below.
Using his superior spiritual power and a sense of celestial energy, he managed to fight to a draw with several outer disciples who hadn't even grasped the concept of Qi. Anyone would be deeply ashamed of that!
"Ahem, Fellow Daoist Xiao must have ulterior motives!" Elder Yan said solemnly.
Everyone suddenly realized, that's right, Xiao Wenbing's actions were often unexpected, he must have had a deeper meaning, he must be...
Below, the two brothers began talking again.
"Brother, who do you think would win if they fought?"
"They're evenly matched, pretty much the same. It might be a lose-lose situation...wait?"
"boom……"
With a series of loud punches, Xiao Wenbing unleashed a rapid combination of punches before the young man could draw a conclusion, knocking all five men down.
"Big brother, I never thought you'd misjudge someone!"
"Nonsense, when have I ever misjudged you?"
"Huh? Didn't you just say they were evenly matched?"
"Hmm, well... Second brother, could it be that you don't know that eight ounces is heavier than half a pound?"
"..."
Volume 7, Chapter 15: Fellow Villagers
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Xiao Wenbing froze, if he hadn't misheard, this sentence was clearly Chinese from the planet Earth.
Since he left the planet, he has been speaking the common language of interstellar space. Even when he arrived in the Immortal Realm, the conversation between the two brothers was still in standard interstellar language.
However, the two words that the man used at the end, "eight ounces" and "half a pound," were genuine Chinese, and Xiao Wenbing was absolutely certain he hadn't misheard them.
In this remote and isolated immortal realm, to hear the Chinese language was bound to shock him greatly.
"Hey? Big brother, look, why is he spacing out?"
The man pondered for a moment, then finally exclaimed with a look of sudden realization, "I understand!"
"What do you understand?"
"This person's strength was roughly equal to those five guys, but just now he displayed extraordinary power and captured them in one fell swoop. Do you know why?"
"I don't know."
"That's because this person just used a mysterious technique to unleash his potential, which allowed him to multiply his power in a short time and defeat his enemy in one fell swoop. However, such a technique also has great drawbacks. Look at him now, dumbfounded; he must be circulating his internal energy to heal his injuries."
"Ah! I see, I've learned something... Hey, brother, how come he can move again?"
Xiao Wenbing listened to their incessant chatter, secretly annoyed. With his cultivation level, did he really need to unleash his full potential to defeat a few third-rate bastards? It was outrageous. However, seeing that the man spoke with such conviction, and wanting to embarrass him, he stepped towards them.
"Well, that's because this person has a deep foundation, so he quickly finished circulating his energy and regulating his breathing. Do you understand?"
The young man who arrived first looked suspicious, but under his elder brother's watchful gaze, he meekly replied, "Yes, I understand."
The elder brother nodded in satisfaction, cupped his hands in greeting to Xiao Wenbing as he approached, and said with a smile, "I am Xiao Bang, and this is my younger brother Xiao De. May I ask who you are, sir..."
Xiao Wenbing glanced at them and slowly said, "Half a catty, eight taels."
The two brothers were taken aback. Chopin said, "So it's you two who are evenly matched. My apologies for not recognizing you sooner."
The two women in the Starry Sky Illusionary Realm could no longer hold back their laughter. Fortunately, this treasure had the magical function of isolating sound, otherwise they would have already given themselves away.
"Ahem." Xiao Wenbing rolled his eyes and said, "I'm not asking you to say 'half a catty, eight taels,' but rather, who taught you that phrase?"
"Huh..." The two brothers then realized why Xiao Wenbing's name was so hard to pronounce.
Why would you be interested in this, brother?
Xiao Wenbing pondered for a moment, then said, "I want to get to know the person who spread those words."
Chopin nodded as if he understood, then suddenly laughed and said, "Brother, your master must be an ascended immortal."
"Hmm, an ascended immortal?"
"Yes, if your master were a native immortal, he certainly wouldn't know this saying."
Homeland? Ascension?
The next moment, Xiao Wenbing finally understood. This was the Immortal Realm. People like him who cultivated in the lower realms would naturally ascend. But those who were originally born in the Immortal Realm, even if they survived the Heavenly Tribulation, would continue to cultivate here. For them, the question of ascension or not did not exist.
Seeing Xiao Wenbing nod silently, Xiao Bang said with a hint of pride, "If I'm not mistaken, your master must be an immortal from the sphere in the cultivation world!"
Xiao Wenbing nodded, then shook his head.
Idle Cloud Old Taoist is indeed a top-tier cultivator in the cultivation world, but he is not an immortal!
Chopin looked at Xiao Wenbing's behavior with a puzzled expression, clearly unable to understand why he was reacting this way.
Xiao Wenbing cupped his hands in greeting and asked, "How did you two know about this place?"
Xiao De laughed and said, "What's so strange about that? Our master is from the cultivation world, so naturally he knows."
"Ah!" Xiao Wenbing's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected to run into a fellow villager. What great news!
A kind smile naturally appeared on Xiao Wenbing's face as he asked, "Where is your master?"
"He's gone to gather herbs; he probably won't be back for a year or two."
One or two years? Xiao Wenbing shook his head inwardly. As expected of the Immortal Realm, it takes so much time to gather herbs.
Looking back at the five people above, clutching their stomachs and groaning, Xiao Wenbing frowned and asked, "How did you two get into a conflict with these people?"
Chopin spread his hands and sighed helplessly, "There's nothing we can do. The Raging Waves Sect always bullies us small sects because of their numbers. Sigh... They were beaten by you today, and they'll definitely come looking for trouble for you in the future."
"Trouble? With just these people?" Xiao Wenbing pointed at the group, half-laughing and half-crying. If he were afraid of these people causing trouble, then something was definitely amiss.
“Of course not them.” Chopin shook his head repeatedly, saying, “Their level is certainly not up to par. I’m referring to their seniors from their respective schools.”
Having just arrived in the Immortal Realm, Xiao Wenbing was quite cautious and asked, "What is the Raging Waves Sect?"
"You don't even know about the Raging Waves Sect?"
Xiao Wenbing smiled coldly and said, "So what if you don't know about the Raging Waves Sect? What does it matter if I don't?"
The two brothers exchanged a dismissive glance, but in the end, Xiao Bang said, "The Raging Waves Sect is the largest sect in Huangzhou, with numerous disciples and countless experts. Since you've arrived..."
Huangzhou, haven't you heard of it yet?
Xiao Wenbing's expression turned somewhat solemn. After all, this was the Immortal Realm. The number one sect in this region was definitely not some insignificant nobody.
Seeing that Xiao Wenbing remained silent, Xiao Bang comforted him, saying, "Brother, there's no need to panic. Not everyone in the Raging Waves Sect is a bad person."
Nodding slightly, Xiao Wenbing immediately relaxed. So what if there were many experts? Could they compare to the ten thousand immortals on the ground behind him?