A Chorus of Curses

There was only Wen Rui between Nong Zhu and him. The group sat in the middle circle, in the following order: Nong Zhu, Wen Rui, Yue Qianchou, Furong, and Wen Bai. Although he spoke softly, it did not escape Nong Zhu's ears, and in fact, many people heard him.

Everyone says this kid's a troublemaker, and before I leave, I'll see how he does it! Nong Zhu glanced at him with a smile as he stood up, then leaned back and remained silent. All eyes turned to him, Yue Qianchou clasped his hands in greeting, "Ding Wei? Brother Ding? Have we met before?"

"Never seen it before, this is the first time," Ding Wei replied, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

"Oh! I see Brother Ding keeps mentioning my name. Is there something you need from me?" Yue Qianchou asked with a smile.

Ding Wei snorted, "It's not just me looking for you. Based on what you said, cultivators from all over the world want to find you and see what makes you so capable of claiming to be the number one person below the Nascent Spirit Transformation stage." Then he looked around and shouted, "Everyone, do you agree with what I said?"

"Yes...you, a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, dare to call yourself number one..." With someone taking the lead and Yue Qianchou stepping forward, a group of people immediately started to sway and jeering, and some even stood up to poke and scold.

Furong immediately became a little nervous; she had never seen such a scene before. Yue Qianchou stuck out his little finger, inserted it into his ear canal, blew on it, and then slowly looked at everyone, saying nonchalantly, "Don't get excited, everyone! I was just joking around; I didn't even take it seriously myself. It's unbelievable that you all took it seriously."

The entire scene suddenly fell silent. Nong Zhu chuckled dryly, but managed to suppress the sound, proving himself to be a master of the Spirit Transformation stage.

Ding Wei, who stepped forward, was stunned for a long while. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he said angrily, "Just saying it casually? How dare you casually talk about the reputation of all cultivators in the world? What do you take all cultivators for?"

"Brother Ding, you're putting too much of a fuss on me! It's not as serious as you make it out to be," Yue Qianchou said with a shrug.

"Whoosh..." The sound of chairs being moved filled the air, and almost everyone stood up, pointing at Yue Qianchou and questioning him sternly.

"You little brat..."

"Talking nonsense..."

The cacophony of insults was almost inaudible, startling Yue Qianchou, who had never been cursed at by so many people at once. The overreaction of the crowd suggested that the situation was indeed as serious as Ding Wei had described, exhibiting a strong sense of shared hatred and indignation.

Have these guys all eaten rat poison? Is it really that serious? It's a pity I'm not Stephen Chow, who can single-handedly bring down a whole bunch of people, otherwise I could really have a fight! So Yue Qianchou of pointing fingers, unmoved by praise or criticism, planning to settle old scores together after everyone had finished cursing.

Nong Zhu initially looked at Yue Qianchou with a smile. This kid was usually sharp-tongued, but now he knew what it meant to be attacked by so many people at once! In all his more than a thousand years of life, he had never seen anyone be cursed by so many people at once.

However, after listening for a while longer, Nong Zhu couldn't laugh anymore. The chaotic noise was incredibly annoying, and she didn't know when it would end. She immediately let out a cold snort that echoed in the hall, and the cursing finally subsided.

Yue Qianchou was truly exasperated by these people; they were acting like shrewish women ranting in the street. He really needed to understand more deeply what it meant to incur the wrath of the masses. If Nong Zhu Wen Rui hadn't been sitting there, they probably would have rushed up and started a group fight.

"Everyone!" Yue Qianchou raised his hand, looked around, and said, "I deeply realize my mistake. Because of my momentary slip of the tongue, I have hurt the feelings of the vast majority of cultivators in the Cultivation World. Here, I solemnly express my sincerest apologies to everyone. I hope that you can spread my words widely and resolve this misunderstanding as soon as possible. I hope that we can turn hostility into friendship and work together to build the best tomorrow for the Cultivation World. Thank you all!"

His words and attitude were sincere, but unfortunately, he didn't receive the applause Yue Qianchou had expected. His rhetoric was rather novel, and everyone needed time to process it, leading to a brief silence in the hall. The naive Furong, however, was the first to grasp the meaning, looking at Yue Qianchou with adoration. She realized that words could be spoken so eloquently and respectfully.

Nong Zhu frowned, exchanged a glance with Wen Rui, and muttered, "What kind of nonsense are they talking about?"

Someone realized what was happening and cursed, "Damn it! You're from the Huaxia Cultivation World, you're not on our side at all. Who wants to join hands with you to build the best tomorrow for the Cultivation World!"

A chorus of curses erupted, though the volume had decreased considerably, thanks to Nong Zhu's earlier cold snort that had calmed things down. Ding Wei, standing in the center of the arena, shouted, "Yue Qianchou, speaking the wrong thing comes at a price! How can you just offer a perfunctory apology and call it a day? Would the Cultivation World even need to fight and kill like that?"

"Damn! That sounds like a line I've used before!" Yue Qianchou's face darkened, and he said indifferently, "You've already insulted me, and I've apologized and made amends. What more do you want?"

Everyone was taken aback, truly unsure what to do with him. All eyes turned to Nong Zhu, knowing that Nong Zhu was currently Yue Qianchou's protector; angering him would likely result in a terrible end for anyone present.

Nong Zhu smiled slightly, his slender fingers tracing circles on the coffee table. He smiled at Wen Rui and said, "The affairs of the younger generation are the affairs of the younger generation; we will not interfere." He didn't even look at Yue Qianchou, whose face was as cold as frost. Wen Rui, however, glanced at him, paused for a moment, and then nodded slightly, indicating that he would not interfere in the affairs of the younger generation.

With the two Spirit Transformation stage cultivators declaring they wouldn't interfere, the crowd's courage swelled. Ding Wei shouted, "If you truly are the number one person below the Spirit Transformation stage, then show us your true abilities. Otherwise... I'm afraid you won't return alive!"

"Want to fight?" Yue Qianchou sneered.

Ding Wei stopped rambling and stretched out his hand, saying, "I'll be the first to challenge you, the number one person below the Spirit Transformation stage." The meaning behind his words was clear: he wanted to fight.

"You think you're worthy?" Yue Qianchou raised an eyebrow and said, "I think you're tired of living."

A murmur rippled through the crowd; this guy clearly didn't take Ding Wei seriously. Ding Wei, enraged, retorted with a laugh, "Whether someone is worthy or not isn't something you can just say. We'll see who's asking for trouble after we've had our competition. Please!"

The hall was surrounded by several people sitting in circles, and the remaining space in the middle was only a few dozen square meters. It was hard to say whether there would be enough space for the two of them to fight.

"No way!" Yue Qianchou waved his hand dismissively. "You think I'm the one who just decides to fight? What do you take me for?" He went straight back to his seat, acting as if it were none of his business.

Nong Zhu was taken aback; this didn't seem like the Yue Qianchou she'd heard about!

"What 'number one below the Spirit Transformation stage '? I think he's nothing but a cowardly little rat hiding his head and tail." Ding Wei pointed his finger and cursed vehemently. The crowd immediately erupted in condemnation, with the same words used by Ding Wei.

Yue Qianchou sneered, then slowly stood up. He pointed at Ding Wei and said, "You like to curse? Once I start fighting, you won't even have a chance to cry." He then pointed at the crowd and said contemptuously, "You bunch of trash dare to bar your teeth and claws at me?"

Nong Zhu looked at him suspiciously. This guy's tone was inconsistent today, sometimes soft and sometimes hard. What was he up to?

The extremely slanderous words made everyone jump up as if they had swallowed gunpowder. They sat down for a short while and then jumped up again. Someone even shouted, "Yue Qianchou, if you have the guts, come and fight me!"

A three-foot-long, gleaming blue throwing knife flew directly from Ding Wei's Storage Bag, held high in the air, ready to strike first. Yue Qianchou abruptly pushed him away, shouting, "Wait!"

"I knew all along you were a coward who was all bark and no bite," Ding Wei sneered.

"Want to fight? No problem. But I never do things that are pointless and unnecessary." Yue Qianchou glanced at everyone with disdain, took out a Storage Bag, threw it on the coffee table between himself Wen Rui, and pointed at it, saying, "There are one million high-grade Spirit Stones in here. Whoever beats me or kills me gets one million high-grade Spirit Stones."

Nong Zhu was stunned. Had this kid lost his mind? He even said he wouldn't do anything that was pointless and unnecessary.

Everyone was taken aback. Was there really such a good thing? Then they nodded knowingly. They guessed that the kid was feeling guilty and wanted to use this opportunity to embolden himself, making people mistakenly believe that he was confident and deliberately trying to scare them.

"Haha!" Ding Wei laughed wildly at those around him, "Sorry everyone, I had to come out first! I'm taking this million high-grade Spirit Stones."

"What are you laughing at!" Yue Qianchou coldly poured a bucket of cold water on the spot. "This is a gamble of money and life. Anyone who wants to fight me and win this million must first put up a million high-grade Spirit Stones as a wager. If you don't have money, don't come here and embarrass yourself. There is no such thing as a free lunch. Let the rich people go. I'm always ready to play."

Ding Wei's arrogant smile froze on his face, and everyone else was also somewhat bewildered. The sects of the people present were not poor, but their status within the sects was not very high, and there were very few who could carry a million high-grade Spirit Stones with them at all times.

Nong Zhu suddenly had a look of realization. It turned out that this guy had first softened his stance to make everyone think that he was afraid of them. When the group started to criticize him without restraint, he then stood firm and mocked them, making it impossible for them not to retaliate. Then he threw out a huge bet.

Now this group was in a bind! Nong Zhu squinted at everyone's expressions. Most people thought Yue Qianchou was deliberately taking advantage of their lack of money, trying to scare them with huge bets to avoid a fight. Little did they know, this kid wanted to kill and make money, doing something that killed two birds with one stone. It seemed Ziyi was right; most of what this kid did was related to money.

"Ding Wei, if you don't have money, send someone else up. Don't just stand there like an idiot," Yue Qianchou sneered.

Ding Wei angrily said, "I came in a hurry, where would I get so many Spirit Stones to gamble with you? You are clearly cowardly and deliberately trying to make things difficult for me with money."

"Tsk tsk! If you really want to fight me, this is no problem at all." Yue Qianchou glanced at Mi Rushan, who was standing to the side with his hands behind his back. The old man stood there calmly, not saying a word. How could he let Huo Zongming's men watch the show? He pointed and said, "It's normal for guests not to have brought money with them, but I'm sure the owner of this place can easily gather some Spirit Stone on his own turf. If you really want to prove you're not trash, why not borrow some from the owner? I don't think the owner would be so stingy."

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