The Best Way to Deal with a Pig

Countless elixirs and medicines, various top-tier cultivation techniques, and even inheriting the excellent bloodlines from their family elders.

Most Aristocratic Clan Disciples are born with advantages that commoners cannot compare to.

However, precisely because of their special status, a considerable number of them become profligate sons, living lives of extravagance and indulgence every day. Relying on the cultivation from elixirs and medicines, they possess a realm but their strength is extremely weak.

Luo Zheng does not believe that all Aristocratic Clan Disciples are like this, otherwise the Scholar Clans in the Imperial City would not have prospered for so long. Among the Scholar Clans, there must be many disciples who are not only exceptionally talented but also diligently practice and work hard.

This group of Aristocratic Clan Disciples in front of him clearly belongs to the former category.

These guys, instead of honestly hunting Illusory Beasts, are thinking of extorting Crystal Shards from others. They are truly worthless.

Moreover, their targets are not Aristocratic Clan Disciples. Luo Zheng observed from the side. If an Aristocratic Clan Disciple passed by, they would let them through without a word, but if it was a trial disciple, they would never let them go no matter what.

Does the Azure Cloud Sect not care about such blatant robbery?

Luo Zheng did not know that these guys had been doing this not just once or twice. A few years ago, someone discovered a necessary path from the second layer to the third layer of this Bloodcolor Mountain. Some Aristocratic Clan Disciples, with a turn of their minds, gathered a group of people to block the path here and collect "toll fees."

At that time, the Azure Cloud Sect turned a blind eye.

Seeing that the Azure Cloud Sect was so permissive, this experience spread among the Aristocratic Clan Disciples. So, every time the Bloodcolor Trials occurred, a group of Aristocratic Clan Disciples would discuss it in advance and then block the path here.

There are not many Illusory Beasts on the first and second layers, and too many people are competing for them. Many people find that they cannot complete the goal within the given time. In order to pass the Bloodcolor Trials, they will choose to try their luck on the third layer.

And before reaching the third layer, they would strip these trial disciples of the Crystal Shards in their hands.

The trial disciples either feared their large numbers and power, or were apprehensive of their background and status. The vast majority would obediently hand over their Crystal Shards. Luo Zheng stood by for a while and saw several trial disciples with decent strength, who were indignant but helpless, handing over their Crystal Shards.

More trial disciples stood in the distance, their faces showing hesitation, not knowing whether to hand over the Crystal Shards and go to the third layer, or retreat.

Of course, not all trial disciples born from commoners are so obedient.

Luo Zheng stood by for a while and saw a Strong Man, two meters tall and built like an Iron Tower, carrying a Giant Sword as tall as himself, walking towards that checkpoint.

The Aristocratic Clan Disciples over there noticed the Strong Man and shouted, "Stop!"

The Iron Tower Strong Man's eyes, like copper bells, widened. "What is it?"

"If you want to pass here, leave all your Crystal Shards first!" an Aristocratic Clan Disciple said.

The Iron Tower Strong Man's face darkened. He looked at the group of Aristocratic Clan Disciples in front of him and asked, "What kind of logic is this? Why should I give you my things? Did the Azure Cloud Sect allow you to rob openly like this?"

"Heh heh, logic? Our numbers are logic. If you don't hand over the Crystal Shards, don't even think about passing!" another Aristocratic Clan Disciple said.

This Iron Tower Strong Man was clearly the kind of person who wouldn't suffer a loss. His dark face was already full of rage. He took down the Giant Sword from behind him and swung it in his hand like a windmill. "Bah! You want me to hand over my Crystal Shards? Call me grandpa three times, and I'll see if I can reward you bunch of grandsons! Whoever dares to stop me, I'll chop them to death!"

Luo Zheng stood not far away, a smile on his face. This Iron Tower Strong Man's strength was not weak. This group of Aristocratic Clan Disciples had finally met their match.

The Iron Tower Strong Man swung his Giant Sword and charged towards the checkpoint. The Iron Tower Strong Man had immense strength, and that Giant Sword was even more imposing. When swung, the wind whistled, and even the strong gusts of wind on the face were faintly painful.

Since this group of Aristocratic Clan Disciples could do such a thing, their strength couldn't be too strong.

Facing the Iron Tower Strong Man's reckless charge, the group of Aristocratic Clan Disciples kept cursing, but they all retreated to both sides, revealing a gap in the middle.

The trial disciples who were just hesitating saw that gap and their hearts suddenly leaped. Some bold and quick-witted people seized this opportunity and rushed through behind the Iron Tower Strong Man.

Seeing this scene, more trial disciples also joined the ranks.

The checkpoint formed by the Aristocratic Clan Disciples had now collapsed. The resentful trial disciples were like fish released from a sluice gate, rushing forward in a swarm. Seeing this, Luo Zheng also followed the crowd and charged forward.

The more than twenty Aristocratic Clan Disciples saw this scene, their faces filled with extreme anger. They had completely not expected such a situation to occur. They hadn't expected that letting one person through would lead so many others to follow and charge.

By the time they reacted, quite a few trial disciples had already slipped through their checkpoint and entered the third layer of Bloodcolor Mountain.

"Stop them for me!" one of the Aristocratic Clan Disciples wearing Blue Clothes roared.

The other Aristocratic Clan Disciples saw this and understood that they couldn't let anyone else pass, otherwise everyone would run away.

It must be said that although these Aristocratic Clan Disciples were not strong, they could still exert considerable power with some weapons and magic treasures given by their families.

These Aristocratic Clan Disciples quickly gathered around, trying to block the gap and restore the checkpoint.

During this process, the trial disciples who followed the Iron Tower Strong Man to charge through also became ruthless. Facing the attacks of the Aristocratic Clan Disciples, they either fought back fiercely or were eliminated. Anyone at this time would unleash a certain amount of strength.

Thus, a chaotic battle began.

"Ah!"

A trial disciple let out a tragic cry. That trial disciple was being attacked by three Aristocratic Clan Disciples. One of the Aristocratic Clan Disciples held a long sword that shone with an emerald green light and directly stabbed through the trial disciple's stomach.

Although everyone was in an illusion formation and would not actually be truly harmed, the pain was real.

After the tragic cry, that trial disciple was instantly surrounded by points of light. This trial disciple was eliminated.

But the Aristocratic Clan Disciples were not doing much better. An Aristocratic Clan Disciple blocked the path of another trial disciple during the charge. That trial disciple did not look remarkable, but his strength was hidden very deeply. He gently pushed his palm and slapped it on that Aristocratic Clan Disciple.

With just this gentle slap, it was as if a strange force surged into the Aristocratic Clan Disciple's body. The Aristocratic Clan Disciple's body began to twitch, tremble, and fall to the ground. In an instant, countless points of light enveloped him again, and this Aristocratic Clan Disciple was also eliminated.

Luo Zheng's steps were light and fast. Although many Aristocratic Clan Disciples tried to intercept him, he was like a petrel in a storm, constantly dodging and maneuvering around the attacks, charging straight ahead.

He easily broke free from the interception of those Aristocratic Clan Disciples. After looking back at the chaotic scene, he was about to leave. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business. The important thing was to seize the time to accumulate Crystal Shards.

Just at this moment, he caught a glimpse of Mo Can in the crowd.

Mo Can was only in the Bone Refining Realm. He should have stayed honestly on the first layer of Bloodcolor Mountain. He was actually trying to rush to the third layer at this time, which Luo Zheng had not expected at all.

Fortunately, Mo Can's strength was relatively weak and he did not receive too much attention. He was stumbling and moving forward with difficulty.

But an Aristocratic Clan Disciple still noticed Mo Can and quietly followed behind him. That Aristocratic Clan Disciple held a dagger flashing with blood-red light and was about to stab Mo Can in the vital spot on his back with one strike.

If that dagger had struck, Mo Can would have been eliminated on the spot.

In this critical moment, Luo Zheng suddenly quickened his pace, rushed forward, grabbed Mo Can, and pulled him back.

Because of Luo Zheng's pull, the Aristocratic Clan Disciple's dagger missed its target.

Mo Can was completely unaware of what had happened. Only when he reacted did he realize that someone had tried to stab him from behind.

Realizing this after the fact, he felt a wave of fear. He said gratefully, "Brother Luo Zheng, I..."

Luo Zheng didn't have time to listen to him, because the Aristocratic Clan Disciple, enraged, picked up his dagger and lunged at Luo Zheng again. The dagger went straight for Luo Zheng's neck, the angle extremely tricky and malicious, aiming for a single fatal blow.

"Die! Rosewood Inch Strength!"

Luo Zheng punched out, instantly hitting the Aristocratic Clan Disciple in the chest. The Aristocratic Clan Disciple, along with his dagger, rolled onto the ground. Seven faint popping sounds instantly came from his body, and seven large bloody holes burst open on his chest. After Luo Zheng's strength increased, the power of Rosewood Inch Strength also improved. The destructive power displayed in the opponent's body was quite terrifying.

Points of light floated out, enveloping the Aristocratic Clan Disciple. With just one punch, this Aristocratic Clan Disciple was eliminated.

At this time, the chaotic battle was nearing its end.

The trial disciples who should have rushed forward had already rushed forward, while those who didn't have time to rush forward were basically eliminated.

Of course, many Aristocratic Clan Disciples were also eliminated in this chaos. Out of the more than twenty Aristocratic Clan Disciples, only a little over ten remained.

These Aristocratic Clan Disciples were feeling very depressed at this moment. According to the countless predecessors who used this method, blocking the road and robbing was the easiest and simplest way to enter the Azure Cloud Sect.

So most of them thought that they could pass the Bloodcolor Trials even by lying down. They didn't expect that one person rushing through would cause so many people to get involved, and the situation immediately got out of control. They were actually eliminated more than ten people at once.

And at this moment, Luo Zheng eliminated another Aristocratic Clan Disciple.

These Aristocratic Clan Disciples were already feeling very depressed, and their anger had nowhere to vent. Now, Luo Zheng instantly became the target of everyone.

"Go quickly!"

Seeing the Aristocratic Clan Disciples surrounding him, Luo Zheng directly threw Mo Can out.

"Kill this kid!"

"This is infuriating, my cousin was actually eliminated!"

"I didn't expect these lowly commoners to dare to resist! Kill him!"

In their fury, the Aristocratic Clan Disciples also lost their rationality. One by one, like hungry wolves pouncing on a tiger, they all rushed towards Luo Zheng.

Half of these dozen or so people were in the Viscera Refining Realm, and half were in the Marrow Refining Realm. They also held various treasures of different shapes and considerable power in their hands. Any single one was at least a Middle Grade Profound Artifact.

Luo Zheng did not panic. He knew that the more he panicked at this moment, the more trouble he would be in.

His eyes narrowed like a cat's, carefully locking onto the Aristocratic Clan Disciple wearing Blue Clothes.

The moment these Aristocratic Clan Disciples pounced, Luo Zheng did the opposite. He suddenly burrowed close to the ground and desperately grabbed towards the Aristocratic Clan Disciple wearing Blue Clothes.

To catch the thief, first catch the king. He had noticed earlier that these Aristocratic Clan Disciples seemed to be organized by this Blue Clothes young master, so he would control him first.