Chapter 104: You Don’t Even Have a Friend, Do You?
Lin Yan was blazing with flames, like the Fire God himself had descended. But if you looked closely, you’d notice plenty of wounds all over him—though the bl**d dripping from them disappeared instantly, vaporized by his fiery aura.
Standing in front of him was Li Ming who, honestly, wasn’t doing much better. His whole body was charred black, and even his hair was half gone, looking like he’d lost a fight with a lawnmower.
“Who would’ve thought the younger generation still hides such talents? No wonder you’re a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect,” Li Ming coughed out a little bl**d and fixed his gaze on Lin Yan. “But I just can’t wrap my head around it—why would a genius like you be lapdog to this kind of person?”
Lin Yan snorted coldly. “My relationship with Bai Ge isn’t something you can stir up with a few snide remarks. Or—are all the people around you just your loyal lapdogs? You wouldn’t happen to be friendless, right?”
Li Ming’s eyes instantly turned red as he gritted his teeth. “That’s just your wishful thinking! Time will prove I’m right!”
“Oh, you’re really persistent, huh?” Lin Yan chuckled. “That’s why I hate fools who ignore the facts and believe only their own stupid imagination.”
“One day, your delusions will drag you into the abyss!”
Li Ming pulled his bowstring taut again, and a barrage of arrows zoomed through the sky like falling stars charging toward Lin Yan.
Lin Yan morphed into a ball of flame and swiftly dodged the deadly arrow barrage, rushing toward Li Ming.
“Let’s see what you’ve got!”
Li Ming clenched his bow tighter. The longbow instantly turned black, and he swung it straight at Lin Yan.
“Dragon Fist!!”
The fiery fist smashed into the bow, sending a massive wave of spiritual energy outward in a furious collision. Had Bai Feng and others not hurried to block the dispersing energy, the nearby houses might not have survived.
Li Ming and Lin Yan took a few steps back, then clashed again in an instant.
Lin Yan’s fist dripped with a few drops of bl**d, and Li Ming’s bow bore a crack or two.
“Guess I underestimated you,” Li Ming looked mournfully at his precious longbow. He hadn’t expected his opponent’s physical strength to be this brutal.
“You definitely underestimated me,” Lin Yan said with a confident smile, even though his right fingers were fractured and broken. “Next time, pay attention to your surroundings! Now—Colorful Fire Pearl, explode!!”
“What?”
Li Ming quickly scanned the area. Suddenly, several oddly colored beads appeared out of nowhere.
He realized—these must be the flames splashed during the battle!
He quickly raised his bow to defend, but it was too late. The Fire Pearls filled with terrifying flames exploded instantly, engulfing him completely.
One of his hands was already on a formation disk he’d bought for a hefty sum. But surprisingly, the expected blast wave didn’t come. Instead, he only felt a wave of heat.
Opening his eyes, he saw the exploding beads being forcibly ‘squeezed’ back.
“That’s enough,” City Lord Gu strode over, flicking her hand to dispel the fiery beads. She wore a gentle smile as she faced everyone. “This was just a misunderstanding, nothing more.”
Li Ming, though rescued by City Lord Gu, showed no gratitude. Instead, he raised his head and snapped, “Misunderstanding? Is Sister Gu’s outfit just a misunderstanding too?”
“Accidents happen during skill sparring,” Gu Chuanchu shot a look at Li Ming, clearly annoyed with this rude Cloud Piercer disciple. “And Bai Feng was quick to remove her clothes to cover my daughter—what’s wrong with that?”
“Hah! No wonder the Heavenly Sword Sect and Xuan Guang City’s lord are the masters of twisting the truth! I’d love to know—what kind of sparing session only destroys clothes without hurting anyone?”
Li Ming clenched his fists tightly. Under the repeated blows and his biased assumptions, he looked like a gambler blinded by a red bluff, refusing to admit his mistake: “City Lord Gu, remember—Sister Gu is your daughter, not some tool!”
Gu Chuanchu slightly frowned. “Seems like you don’t trust my words.”
“Senior Brother Li, you’re going too far.”
Gu Yue Qing also frowned, clearly fed up. No wonder she kept hearing about Li Ming arguing with elders and clashing with other disciples—such a temperament and low emotional intelligence deserved trouble.
All that talent, wasted.
Li Ming turned to Gu Yue Qing with a serious face. “Sister Gu, I’m only doing this for your sake. Our Cloud Piercing Sect isn’t some small clan, no need to curry favor with other sects.”
“…How did I ever think you weren’t a bad person?” Gu Yue Qing’s face darkened, almost writing out ‘I’m furious’ in big letters. “Please leave. Our Gu family doesn’t welcome you.”
“Senior Sister Gu…”
Li Ming wanted to say more, but Gu City Lord stopped him. Her expression was cold, her tone frosty. “Didn’t you hear what my daughter just said? Or do you want me to ‘kindly’ throw you out?”
“…Fine! Don’t say I didn’t warn you all!”
Li Ming’s teeth clenched in frustration, trembling with rage, then stormed out of the City Lord’s Residence.
[Beep: Thanks to the host’s foolproof plan, Li Ming, hot-headed and clueless, was easily defeated by Lin Yan, humiliated in front of the Gu family, and thoroughly scorned. Rewards: Luck points +777; Immortal Fire ignites a trace of divine consciousness.]
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Though Bai Feng had expected this, he couldn’t help but laugh when he saw the system notification.
Goddamn foolproof plan? Wasn’t Li Ming just asking for it? A brainless dunce who can’t even be advised!
What did I do? Oh, I just caused a bug with the formation disk. But I didn’t do it on purpose!
He cursed the system inwardly, then looked at the current system reward.
Lately, he had been working on materials while secretly hoping that the Hope Immortal Fire could handle the materials itself.
Honestly, the system’s been quite considerate in this aspect.
But he’d rather not have it.
Stop injecting Luck points into me!
After Li Ming left, City Lord Gu sighed, genuinely confused. Why would the Cloud Piercing Sect breed such disciples? She turned to Gu Yue Qing and advised, “From now on, don’t associate with him. I feel he’s bound to cause big trouble sooner or later.”
“Mm.”
Gu Yue Qing nodded. Even without her mother’s words, she’d keep her distance. Especially after a few days with Bai Feng, she saw that Li Ming was arrogant, deluded, and totally in his self-made fantasy world—completely ignoring everyone’s advice.
Alright, time to go back and rest,” Gu City Lord said with a smile again, brushing off the matter. “I’ll handle the rest.”
……
Meanwhile.
Li Ming, after leaving the City Lord’s Residence, was still fuming.
Ever since he fused that ancient powerhouse’s soul fragment, when had he ever taken such a loss?
He planned to leave Xuan Guang City, but somehow ended up in the west part of town.
He stared at the flower boat drifting on the river, lost in thought about that melancholic zither music from this morning.
Replaying it in his mind, it oddly resonated with his current mood.
Curiosity arose about the woman’s identity.
Forget it—he’d go listen to a song before leaving.
