"What did you say? Kid, you've got some nerve. You even dared to talk back to our Lone Wolf Gang's boss. I think you're tired of living!"
A young man shouted coldly.
"Stupid fool!"
Beside him, Zhang Meng and Zhao Yuan wore mocking expressions.
Did this fellow really think that reaching the Core Condensation Realm First Level meant he could swagger about before Chen Hai?
The two of them could practically foresee Lu Changsheng being brutally trampled beneath Chen Hai's feet, then weeping bitterly and begging for mercy.
Having been refused by Lu Changsheng, Chen Hai's expression darkened as well.
He had never expected an Outer Disciple who had only just advanced to the Core Condensation Realm to dare defy him. This was clearly a blatant disregard for Chen Hai!
"Heh heh, it seems you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'm afraid you won't learn to remember it!"
A cold gleam flickered in Chen Hai's eyes.
Boom!
As he spoke, a powerful wave of spiritual energy suddenly swept out from Chen Hai's body. Lu Changsheng secretly clenched his fists. Even when facing Chen Hai, whose strength far surpassed his own, he felt not the slightest fear!
However, at that moment, a hearty laugh rang out from nearby.
"Ha ha ha! Chen Hai, your Lone Wolf Gang is actually bullying the few with the many, and you're even picking on a disciple who has just entered the outer sect. Isn't that a little too shameless?"
Upon hearing the laughter, everyone immediately turned to look. Not far from the martial training ground, more than a dozen figures in black robes were walking toward Chen Hai and his group.
"It's the Ink Gang!"
The Lone Wolf Gang members' expressions changed upon seeing those black-robed figures.
These dozen or so figures in black robes exuded extraordinary presence. Especially the youth in the center, wrapped in a black robe with a black iron ruler strapped across his back—his sharply defined face carried an imposing aura.
This youth was none other than the boss who had founded the Ink Gang, Mo Lingtian!
"Mo Lingfeng!"
When Chen Hai saw Mo Lingfeng approaching, a trace of wariness flashed through his eyes.
The Ink Gang was also a major faction among Lingxiao Sect's Outer Disciples. Its strength was no less than that of the Lone Wolf Gang.
"Mo Lingfeng, you'd better not interfere in this matter. This has absolutely nothing to do with your Ink Gang!"
Chen Hai said icily.
"Heh heh, what if the Ink Gang insists on interfering? To put it plainly, I just can't stand the way your Lone Wolf Gang bullies the weak."
Mo Lingfeng looked utterly relaxed.
"You!"
Hearing this, Chen Hai's face completely darkened. His strength was comparable to Mo Lingfeng's, and if they truly fought, they would likely both suffer.
Thinking of this, Chen Hai could only suppress the rage in his chest and said,
"Since that's the case, I'll give your Ink Gang some face. Kid, consider yourself lucky today, with the Ink Gang protecting you. But next time, if you run into our Lone Wolf Gang again, you won't be so lucky!"
"Let's go!"
With that, Chen Hai led the Lone Wolf Gang members away from the martial training ground.
"Damn it, this kid's life is really tough. The Ink Gang actually stepped up for him. How infuriating!"
Zhang Meng and Zhao Yuan were nearly bursting with rage.
Before leaving, the two shot Lu Changsheng a vicious glare.
Seeing the Lone Wolf Gang leave, Lu Changsheng loosened his fists. He had already prepared himself for battle. Even if the Lone Wolf Gang had besieged him today, he would have made them pay a price!
But fortunately, the Ink Gang, who had never even met him before, had actually stepped forward on his behalf.
"Many thanks, Senior Brother Mo!"
Lu Changsheng cupped his hands.
Lu Changsheng's heart was filled with gratitude toward Mo Lingfeng. During all his years in Lingxiao Sect, he had endured endless bullying. This was the first time anyone had stepped in to help him.
This kindness was no small thing!
"Junior Disciple Lu, you're too polite. If you need anything in the future, you can come find our Ink Gang."
Mo Lingfeng smiled faintly.
After saying this, Mo Lingfeng led the Ink Gang disciples away as well.
Looking at Mo Lingfeng's departing figure, warmth surged through Lu Changsheng's heart.
"Chen Hai was right. The Ink Gang can only help me for a while. I must improve my own strength. If I encounter the Lone Wolf Gang again next time, I'll rely on my own power to solve the problem!"
Lu Changsheng secretly swore an oath.
In this world of martial cultivation, without strength, one would ultimately be bullied by others!
Over the years, he had suffered every kind of humiliation on Labor Peak. Every disciple wanted to step on him for amusement. But now that he had obtained the Creation Devouring Heaven Cauldron and cultivated the Heaven Swallowing Creation Art, such humiliating days would never come again.
Thinking this, Lu Changsheng did not remain at the Martial Training Plaza. Instead, he continued sprinting toward the rear mountain. During this period, he planned to cultivate three martial skills there, further consolidating and improving his combat strength.
Rear Mountain.
Lingxiao Sect's rear mountain was a range shrouded in clouds and mist. Through the thin fog, one could see a lush and verdant forest blanketing the land.
Ordinarily, few disciples came to the rear mountain unless they were searching for precious medicinal herbs or planning to hunt demon beasts.
"This place will do!"
Lu Changsheng found a relatively secluded valley. No one should come here to disturb his martial skill cultivation.
Next, he took out the three martial skill manuals he had obtained from the Martial Arts Pavilion.
"I'll cultivate the Raging Waves Palm first!"
With that, Lu Changsheng immediately opened the martial skill manual. He intended to begin with the Raging Waves Palm.
As he looked at the manual, countless tiny figures seemed to appear in his mind. They danced with both palms, displaying exquisite palm techniques, and Lu Changsheng quickly became immersed in them.
"Strange, why am I comprehending martial skills so quickly?"
Lu Changsheng was somewhat puzzled.
He could almost grasp the key points of these martial skills with a single glance.
"It seems the Heaven Swallowing Creation Art has improved my aptitude, allowing me to comprehend and cultivate any martial skill without the slightest effort..."
Lu Changsheng rejoiced inwardly.
"Hah!"
After gaining his understanding, Lu Changsheng began practicing the martial skill. Following the essential instructions described in the manual, he continuously swung his palms. In an instant, sharp palm shadows danced around his body.
At this moment, he cultivated alongside the tiny figures in his mind. A powerful force erupted from his palms, containing fierce and domineering might.
From day until night, Lu Changsheng practiced martial skills so intensely that he forgot to eat and sleep.
He removed his shirt, revealing bronze skin, while palm shadows continuously blasted outward. Though it was only a simple palm technique, Lu Changsheng repeatedly drilled it thousands of times.
After practicing it over and over, Lu Changsheng sweated like rain. He soon thoroughly mastered the Raging Waves Palm, and this palm technique had become as familiar to him as if it were engraved in his heart.
However, the Raging Waves Palm's marvel lay in wave after wave stacking upon each other, thereby multiplying the palm technique's power. Reaching such a level was no easy task.
From the rear mountain came bursts of low shouts without end. As time steadily passed, Lu Changsheng grew increasingly adept at executing the Raging Waves Palm.
During this time, he secluded himself in the valley to cultivate martial skills, scarcely leaving it even half a step. He trained with exceptional diligence. As a Miscellaneous Servant Disciple, he understood even more clearly that strength was his greatest support.
Therefore, no matter what hardships he had to endure, he would persist without hesitation.
Before you continue