Conflicts Are Inevitable Between People

When Fang Qing returned from seeing the sect master, he was granted the status of an Enforcement Officer of Lingxu Grotto-Heaven.

This position came with certain powers, but naturally, it would also offend people.

The tallest tree caught the most wind. The more often one enforced the rules against others, the more likely one was to become a thorn in their eyes and flesh, someone they would try every means to remove.

Fang Qing understood all this clearly. His foremost priority remained cultivation. Dealing with a few eyesores in his spare time was nothing much.

"Enforcement, enforcement... In many stories, Law Enforcement Disciples are always villains, constantly bullying the protagonist."

As Fang Qing pondered these matters on his way back to his residence, his gaze drifted toward the distant Lingxu Cliff. Several other elders were giving lectures there today, including Elder Wu Qingfeng.

As for Ye Fan and Pang Bo, they were seated before the stone cliff.

Besides them, Zhou Yi, Wang Ziwen, Lin Jia, and the others were also seated beside Ye Fan and Pang Bo. They seemed somewhat excited, likely because they had met their former classmates again.

The group of classmates had crossed from distant Earth to this land of Beidou, and now they had joined the same sect. It truly counted as fate.

Yet as soon as they had joined the sect, Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and Fang Qing had gone into the back mountains to cultivate, while the other classmates lived elsewhere. Though they belonged to the same sect, they had not met for a long time. Now that they saw one another again, they were naturally excited.

"Today's lecture ends here. Ponder it well and cultivate diligently."

Some time passed, and the elders finished their lectures. Every elder bestowed Hundred Herb Liquid to aid the disciples' cultivation.

Disciples of Lingxu Grotto-Heaven received one bottle of Hundred Herb Liquid every three months. This was the time for its distribution, so the elders who had lectured handed out the Hundred Herb Liquid before transforming into Divine Rainbows and departing.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo put away their Hundred Herb Liquid and were about to reminisce with their classmates when a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old youth approached from afar and blocked their path.

"Lend me a few bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid!"

Having said that, the youth reached out to snatch them, not giving Ye Fan and the others any chance to refuse.

"Why should we give them to you?"

Pang Bo reached out and brushed the youth's hand aside.

He already knew the benefits of Hundred Herb Liquid, so there was no way he would simply "lend" it to some youth he did not know.

Besides, though this youth called it borrowing, he was actually trying to take it by force.

Fang Qing also witnessed the scene. The youth already held six bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid in his hands. There was no question that he had robbed fellow disciples.

The moment the fellow disciples received their Hundred Herb Liquid, this youth began robbing them. This clearly fell within Fang Qing's enforcement jurisdiction.

However, Fang Qing did not immediately step in to enforce the rules. This youth was merely a small fish; there were bigger fish behind him. Once they made their move as well, it would not be too late for Fang Qing to punish them all.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo had yet to cultivate any Mysterious Methods, but relying solely on their physical strength, dealing with this youth would be no trouble.

Yet the fifteen- or sixteen-year-old youth seemed unaware of that. After Pang Bo brushed his hand aside, his face immediately darkened. "Do you know who I am?"

Pang Bo and Ye Fan exchanged a glance, thinking, Where did this idiot come from? Why should we know who he is? Still, neither of them intended to cause trouble, and they prepared to leave.

The youth continued blocking their way.

Pang Bo was growing angry as well. He put a little more force into his hand and directly sent the youth tumbling to the ground.

"You've got some nerve, you've got some nerve! You actually dared lay a hand on me? I'll make sure you can't get out of bed for three months!"

The youth flew into a rage. With a glance, several more fifteen- or sixteen-year-old youths rushed over.

When the watching disciples saw those youths arrive, fear appeared on every face. They all seemed to recognize them.

These youths also held six or seven bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid in their hands, clearly robbed from others.

"You little brats actually dared lay a hand on me. Teach them a hard lesson! Make sure they can't get out of bed for three months!"

The first youth sneered. At once, the other youths all charged forward, swinging their fists at Ye Fan and Pang Bo.

"Where there are people, there are grudges. It really cannot be avoided."

Seeing them provoke him, Ye Fan kicked away one of the youths rushing at him.

"You even rob fellow disciples. If we don't teach you a lesson, who knows what other evil things you'll do in the future!"

Pang Bo sneered as well. In just a few strides, he reached the youths. He was fast and powerful, and nearly one slap apiece was enough to knock every one of them to the ground.

"You dare hit me? Just wait, if you've got the guts!"

The youth who had started the trouble glared viciously at Pang Bo and Ye Fan, climbed to his feet, then turned and ran into the distance.

Following the direction in which the youth ran, Fang Qing saw another youth and a young man.

The youth was around fourteen or fifteen, while the young man was in his twenties. Yet it was clear that the young man was the one trying to curry favor with the youth.

"Your younger brother is truly useless. I told him to test them out, and he ended up embarrassing himself like this."

At that moment, the youth spoke.

"Are we really going to test them? They do not seem particularly remarkable."

The young man replied quietly.

"Hmph, not particularly remarkable? Someone among this group has already entered the Life Spring Realm, and it seems they have taken some kind of divine medicine. My Granduncle is very interested. This matter must be accomplished!"

The fourteen- or fifteen-year-old youth looked at the young man. "Go yourself. Do not disappoint me, and do not disappoint my Granduncle!"

At the mention of Granduncle, wariness appeared on the young man's face. Without much hesitation, he went to block their path.

From afar, Fang Qing watched a Battle Technique unfold.

That young man was in the Bitter Sea Realm. Dots of radiance flowed across the surface of his body, and he could already wield part of the Mysterious Methods. He was considered somewhat formidable among Bitter Sea Realm cultivators.

However, against Ye Fan and Pang Bo, he was still no match.

Both had taken divine medicine and cultivated the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill. Each possessed the strength of several elephants, and their speed was extremely fast when they moved.

When the young man started trouble and struck toward Ye Fan's neck, Ye Fan instead grabbed the young man's hand with one hand. Pang Bo then leaped forward and struck fiercely with a Great Split Palm, knocking the young man unconscious on the ground.

"Pah, what a piece of trash. He even said he would break our legs. All he knows is how to bully us. Are there no sect rules?"

"Sect rules? You dare speak of sect rules? You freely attacked within the sect. Do you really think you are Law Enforcement Elders?"

From afar, the fourteen- or fifteen-year-old youth approached, his face dark as water.

Several young men in their twenties followed at his side, with radiance flowing across all their bodies.

"That is Elder Han's youngest grandson, Han Feiyu..."

"The Han Family also has an elder. I hear he is an expert in alchemy."

"Do not provoke him. Let us leave quickly!"

Upon seeing Han Feiyu arrive, many disciples hurriedly retreated, not daring to provoke him at all.

Of course, some disciples had resentful looks in their eyes, because Han Feiyu's subordinates had taken the Hundred Herb Liquid that rightfully belonged to them.

This descendant of the Han Family had already become a cancer within Lingxu Grotto-Heaven!

But who could do anything about it?