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Chapter 202: 203: Xingtian Sect Has No Face to Save
Chapter 202: 203: Xingtian Sect Has No Face to Save
Chapter 202: 203: Xingtian Sect Has No Face to Save
Translator: 549690339
Li Xiaobai found the Treasure Pavilion, an eye-catching structure, located at the heart of the city with its ancient buildings intricately carved and jade stairs gleaming.
The coming and going crowd was made up entirely of high-ranking officials, nobility, and scions from prominent families.
As Li Xiaobai took steps to enter, a figure flashed over and stopped him.
“Hold it, the Treasure Pavilion is a place of importance, no riffraff are allowed inside.”
“Riffraff?”
Li Xiaobai looked down at his attire, which indeed appeared rather shabby, mainly because he had been on the go for the past few days and hadn’t taken care of his clothes, thus looking a bit rundown and travel-worn.
However, this guard seemed to be rather condescending, which was quite annoying. How could such a large establishment not understand that one should not judge by appearances?
“Giggle, you’re the riffraff, your whole family is riffraff. Hurry and let your master Ji Wuqing enter, or bear the consequences!”
Enraged by the comment, Ji Wuqing, who was of noble Phoenix bloodline, couldn’t stand being looked down upon by a mere doorkeeper.
“Early in the morning, who is making such a racket, more annoying than mosquitoes, scram! Does a beggar really think they can enter the Treasure Pavilion?”
A young noble who saw Li Xiaobai arguing with the doorman couldn’t help but mock him.
“Heh heh, Young Master Xing, this guy looks like a total country bumpkin, yet he fancies entering the Treasure Pavilion. He really doesn’t know his own limits!” a sycophant at his side chimed in.
“Indeed, you over there, not just anyone can enter the Treasure Pavilion. Even my young master needs to make a reservation to get in. What do you think you are?”
The sycophant’s words were sharp.
“Giggle, I am Ji Wuqing, how dare you minor characters provoke me, you’re as good as dead!” Ji Wuqing’s eyes flickered with a cold gleam as he spoke icily.
“A talking chicken, that is quite a stroke of luck, but unfortunately, it has such a foul mouth. It’s true, like master, like pet: the master is a country bumpkin, the pet beast has no understanding. Listen up, my young master is the junior sect master of the Xingtian Sect, Xing Mohan!”
Li Xiaobai’s expression changed slightly. He had heard of that name; the Immortal Qin Lan he had slain in the Holy Demon Sect appeared to be Xing Mohan’s companion.
Indeed, enemies often cross each other’s paths, and he had encountered his adversary upon his arrival in the Central Province. However, it seemed that the other party had not recognized him.
Even if he had been recognized, it would not matter; the Li Xiaobai of today was not someone a mere junior sect master could deal with. Among his peers, Li Xiaobai feared no one.
“So it turns out to be a distinguished disciple from the Xingtian Sect, my apologies.” Li Xiaobai cupped his fist in a salute.
“Good that you know, don’t stick around and be an eyesore. Some places aren’t for you to come to.”
Xing Mohan sneered coldly and lifted his foot to walk inside, but then a sentence from Li Xiaobai made him freeze in his tracks.
“Young Master Xing, I’ve heard that your companion was slain in the Northern Region some time ago. Please accept my condolences.”
Li Xiaobai said cheerfully, relishing in the act of poking at people’s sore spots.
At these words, the atmosphere instantly tensed; the few sycophants were shocked, their eyes wide, and they dared not speak.
For Xing Mohan, the death of a woman was inconsequential, but the public mention of his deceased companion was a disgraceful matter that embarrassed him in public.
Surrounding cultivators stopped in their tracks, all with the look of spectators eager for drama.
Today, it looked like the junior sect master of the Xingtian Sect was about to blow his top.
Xing Mohan turned around, his face ice-cold, with his eyes fixedly staring at Li Xiaobai. He said, word by word, “Say that again!”
Li Xiaobai shrugged, having never heard such a considerate request before, and blurted out, “I heard that before your wife died, she even summoned the venerable Sword Demon, but she was still chopped down directly. It is said that even the Sword Demon’s Outer Soul was shattered along with her.”
“Kid, there are some things you can’t talk nonsense about. If you say them, you’ll have to pay the price!”
Xing Mohan’s voice was chilling as he waved his hand, prompting several lackeys to swarm up, preparing to tie up Li Xiaobai and take him away directly.
“I most enjoy taking action against those who consider themselves to be exceptionally strong. If you think you have the strength to play with me, I don’t mind joining your game.”
Li Xiaobai smiled faintly, discreetly activating Muscle Flaccidity; the lackeys’ bodies went limp, collapsing to the ground.
“What’s happening?”
“I can’t move!”
“It’s this guy’s doing. Young Master, be careful; he’s no simple character!”
The lackeys were utterly horrified, and the onlookers around them showed faces filled with surprise. Just now, they hadn’t sensed even the slightest ripple of spiritual power, but these lackeys had collapsed in an instant. They were very interested in the methods involved.
“Who exactly are you?” Xing Mohan asked.
“I am Li Xiaobai,” Li Xiaobai said indifferently.
“Li Xiaobai? Which Li Xiaobai?”
“Whichever one you think it is, that’s the one,” he replied.
Xing Mohan frowned. “Stop playing tricks. Even if you really are Li Xiaobai, what of it? You’re just someone who relies on Elder Tianwu’s connections. Today, no matter who you are, don’t expect to leave here unscathed.”
The atmosphere in the air grew tense, and everyone present felt immense pressure. Fighting was not allowed in the city, but a minor lesson would not result in punishment.
In Xing Mohan’s view, a minor punishment was enough to give Li Xiaobai a hard time.
“Stop! Treasure Pavilion is my territory, and Young Master Li is my guest. Whoever dares to lay a finger on him is disrespecting me!”
From the ancient building, an angry shout rang out, and a hemp-robed elder appeared in front of Xing Mohan in an instant.
“Young Master Li, I am Gu Ling, the Pavilion Master of Treasure Pavilion. I have neglected my duties as a host, allowing such an incident to occur at the doorstep. I am truly sorry,” the hemp-robed elder said, full of apology. Li Xiaobai was an esteemed guest who deserved to be treated well. Not only was he a genius, but the power behind him was boundless. He was someone to be allied with, not antagonized.
“Heh, Elder Gu is too polite. This is not your fault. There are always some frogs at the bottom of the well who judge others by appearance. To be honest, it’s not really their fault, either. They just don’t live on the same level as us,” Li Xiaobai said with a smile.
“Who are you calling a frog at the bottom of the well? Elder Gu, this brat is going too far. I must teach him a lesson today. Please do me the kindness, for my father’s sake,” Xing Mohan said furiously. The Xingtian Sect was a significant force in Central Province, and even though it couldn’t compare to the old-established powers, it was still an important faction. To be told by Li Xiaobai that they were not on the same level was something he couldn’t tolerate.
“The Xingtian Sect doesn’t mean shit in front of me. You might want to ask around. When Treasure Pavilion was expanding its territory, your father was still scheming patricide!” the hemp-robed elder spoke calmly: “Get out, Treasure Pavilion doesn’t welcome you!”