When You Have Too Many Fleas, You Don't Feel the Itch

The lightning on Xu Lie's body gradually faded, and his true energy also dissipated. At the same time, his body underwent some changes.

Wrinkles appeared on his face, and he had a lot more white hair. The Xu Lie, who was originally in his early twenties, now looked as old as someone in their thirties or forties.

"This Thunderclap Saint Body is incredibly overbearing, but the backlash afterward is actually so terrifying," Luo Zheng thought to himself, startled by the changes in Xu Lie's body.

Around the arena, most people looked at Luo Zheng with a hint of fear in their eyes.

This kid had just arrived at Little Rain Peak less than a month ago, and he had actually defeated Xu Lie, who was ranked thirtieth among the outer sect disciples. This unbelievable event had indeed happened right before everyone's eyes.

What's more, it was said that Luo Zheng was only in the Viscera Refining Realm.

Given time, after he entered the Marrow Refining Realm and the Half-Step to the Innate Realm, wouldn't he be able to challenge experts in the Innate Secret Realm?

Everyone made this assumption in their hearts simultaneously.

Whether this assumption held true was irrelevant for now. It was an established fact that Luo Zheng's strength far surpassed others at the same level.

Seeing Xu Lie defeated, He Bing suddenly reached out and shouted at Mo Can, "Give it back!"

It turned out that during the bet just now, He Bing's High-Grade Profound Artifact, the "Purple Azure Treasure Sword," and Luo Zheng's hundred-plus Square Crystal Stones had been handed over to Mo Can. At that time, He Bing thought that Xu Lie would never lose, which was why he lent the Purple Azure Treasure Sword to Xu Lie as a bet.

After all, in He Bing's opinion, the risk of this bet was not great. He could earn fifty Square Crystal Stones just by lending his Purple Azure Treasure Sword. He would be a fool not to take advantage of such a good deal.

The result was so unexpected; Xu Lie had actually lost to that kid Luo Zheng.

At this moment, He Bing didn't care about losing face and naturally wanted to get the Purple Azure Treasure Sword back first.

Mo Can saw He Bing asking for the Purple Azure Treasure Sword and looked a little nervous. He took two steps back and said, "Isn't this the bet? Xu Lie lost, so this High-Grade Profound Artifact should naturally belong to Brother Luo Zheng."

"This is my item, I just lent it to Xu Lie. I don't care about your win or loss!" A High-Grade Profound Artifact was also an extremely precious item for outer sect disciples. He Bing didn't want to reason anymore at this point.

Luo Zheng suddenly took two steps forward, grabbed the "Purple Azure Treasure Sword" in his hand, and said coldly, "I won this from Xu Lie. If you want it, go ask Xu Lie for it!"

"But this Purple Azure Treasure Sword..." He Bing was a little anxious.

But Luo Zheng stared at He Bing with cold eyes and said, "If you're not convinced, we can meet in the arena!"

Luo Zheng's words immediately made He Bing shut up.

He Bing's strength was not weak; he was ranked thirty-fifth among the outer sect disciples.

But even Xu Lie, who was ranked thirtieth, had lost to Luo Zheng. How could he, Xu Lie, be Luo Zheng's opponent?

So He Bing could only choose to shut up. He would probably have to settle this score with Xu Lie.

Steward Zhu, who had been watching the battle, shook his head when he saw Xu Lie defeated and muttered softly, "Useless." Then he turned to leave.

But a sword shadow shot out and plunged into the ground in front of Steward Zhu. That sword was the Purple Azure Treasure Sword. The sword body vibrated violently in front of Steward Zhu, blocking his path.

"Did you instigate Xu Lie to challenge me?" Luo Zheng walked over slowly, staring coldly at Steward Zhu.

Steward Zhu showed a slight smile on his face: "So what? Who among those who offend my Zhuge Clan can escape death? If my young master wants you dead, you will naturally die. I advise you to quickly write your last words and prepare for your funeral, lest you die too hastily and have no time to prepare!"

"Zhuge Clan? Who are you from the Zhuge Clan?" Luo Zheng asked again.

"Me?" The fat on Steward Zhu's face trembled twice, and his smile grew wider: "I am the personal servant of the Third Young Master of the Zhuge Clan."

"Third Young Master Zhuge? So it's Third Young Master Zhuge who wants to interfere in this matter!"

"When did this Luo Zheng provoke someone from the Zhu family? And it had to be that madman!"

Clearly, many people present had heard of the Third Young Master Zhuge's name.

The Third Young Master Zhuge's real name was Zhuge Feng, and he was the third oldest in the Zhuge Clan, nicknamed "Third Madman."

He got this nickname because Zhuge Feng's actions were violent and strange, and he was very crazy and arrogant, hence the nickname "Third Madman."

"Oh?" A strange look appeared in Luo Zheng's eyes, "The personal servant of the Third Young Master Zhuge, what a great reputation! How imposing! You actually dare to instigate people from our Little Rain Peak to fight among themselves, you have some guts!"

Infighting had always been common in Little Rain Peak, but these conflicts were internal matters of Little Rain Peak.

Once it involved matters of other peaks, the entire Little Rain Peak immediately became a solid block. In fact, all thirty-three peaks of Azure Cloud Sect were like this. They fought endlessly behind closed doors, but once people from the outer sect peaks were involved, they immediately became incredibly united and stood together against outsiders.

This Steward Zhu instigating Xu Lie to attack Luo Zheng was also considered a taboo.

So as soon as Luo Zheng said this, he pushed Steward Zhu into the spotlight.

The faces of the onlookers also became unfriendly at this moment.

Everyone had the same thought: even if our Little Rain Peak is ranked last among the thirty-three peaks, it's not your place, an outsider, to come here and point fingers.

Zhuge Feng's strength was indeed formidable, and the Zhuge family was indeed a giant.

But just because of this, should the people of our Little Rain Peak be trampled upon by you? What's more, the person in front of us is just a servant of Zhuge Feng!

Steward Zhu was very calm and composed at this time. In his mind, these outer sect disciples were just a rabble. Upon hearing the name of Zhuge Feng, they should all be scared and kneel down immediately. He sneered, "So what if I'm bold? I did it today, what do you want to do about it?"

"What do I want to do?" Luo Zheng turned his head and found Zhou Xian in the crowd, then asked loudly, "Zhou Xian, do I need to take responsibility for teaching someone like this a lesson?"

Zhou Xian walked out from the crowd, glanced at Steward Zhu, and then said, "This person is just a servant of a family, not a disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect. Moreover, he instigated people from our Little Rain Peak to fight among themselves. Of course, he should be taught a lesson, even the mentor would..."

"Very good!" After hearing Zhou Xian finish, a smile appeared on Luo Zheng's face, and he slowly walked towards Steward Zhu.

"You, what do you want to do?" Realizing that Luo Zheng wanted to make a move, Steward Zhu took a few steps back and shouted in a sharp voice, "I am the personal servant of the Third Young Master Zhuge. If you dare to lay a hand on me, the Third Young Master will, will..."

Before Steward Zhu could finish speaking, Luo Zheng's hand shot out like lightning, grabbing Steward Zhu's thick neck and pressing his neck against the blade of the Purple Azure Treasure Sword. He then stepped on his back and said, "If I lay a hand on you, what will your Third Young Master do to me?"

The edge of the Purple Azure Treasure Sword was pressed tightly against Steward Zhu's neck. As long as Luo Zheng used a little more force with his foot, Steward Zhu would be decapitated.

Steward Zhu's face was beet red, and he let out a pig-like squeal from his mouth. How could he possibly speak?

But at this moment, an Outer Sect Disciple stepped forward and, with a stretch of his hand, pinched the blade of the Purple Azure Treasure Sword with two fingers.

"Luo Zheng, this person is someone close to the Third Young Master Zhuge. If you really kill him, it will be difficult to explain to the Third Young Master Zhuge. You can't afford to offend the Zhuge Clan with their strength," the Outer Sect Disciple said. His skin was dark, and he wasn't tall, but his body looked very sturdy.

Luo Zheng actually didn't have the intention of killing Steward Zhu. It was just that this person came to Little Rain Peak to instigate Xu Lie to deal with him, and after he defeated Xu Lie, he still dared to be so arrogant. Such a person must be taught a profound lesson.

But as soon as this person appeared, the situation changed again.

"Whether it's easy or not to explain to the Third Young Master Zhuge, what does it have to do with me?" He stared at the Outer Sect Disciple and said coldly. This person's words sounded like he was on his side, but in reality, he was using the Zhuge Clan to pressure him.

Before the person could answer, Steward Zhu, who was under Luo Zheng's feet, howled again, "Cao Lei, help me kill him! Kill this Luo Zheng, and the Third Young Master Zhuge will remember you!"

Cao Lei, ranked fifteenth among the Outer Sect Disciples of Little Rain Peak, although only at the Half-Step to the Innate Realm, his strength was significantly stronger than Xu Lie's. Although this person couldn't attach himself to someone like Zhuge Feng, he had a very good relationship with several collateral descendants of the Zhuge Clan.

At this moment, Cao Lei's purpose in making a move was to give Zhuge Feng face.

"Luo Zheng, I respect you as a newcomer who can defeat Xu Lie, which is why I'm advising you kindly. Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit," seeing that his words had no effect and that Luo Zheng was so stubborn and unyielding, Cao Lei's tone immediately became tough.

"Is that so? What forfeit or toast? I don't like to waste words. If you're not convinced, we'll meet in the Arena," tit for tat, he didn't back down at all in this situation.

"Don't talk about the Arena all day. Fighting and killing isn't good. I think you should both take a step back on this matter," at this moment, another person walked over. That person was full of fat, with a round head and a large face, and a beaming smile.

"Zhang Wuxian, are you meddling again?" Seeing the fatty, Cao Lei's face immediately sank.

The fatty Zhang Wuxian, ranked seventh among the Outer Sect Disciples, was definitely a top existence among the tens of thousands of Outer Sect Disciples. He revealed two tiger teeth and smiled, "Meddling? Cao Lei, I know you have a good relationship with the Zhuge Clan, but you shouldn't have stepped forward today. This kind of servant, spoiled by favor, thinks he's everything just because he's a servant of the Zhuge Clan, not knowing that even if you were a servant of the imperial family, you'd still be a servant! In my opinion, killing him is too serious, but letting him go like this is definitely not okay either. How about this, Brother Luo Zheng, you just teach him a lesson with your fists! It's good for both sides to take a step back on this matter!"

This fatty was interesting. Luo Zheng showed a faint smile on his face. Although in his words, the fatty Zhang Wuxian seemed fair and impartial, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was biased. Most people understood that Luo Zheng wouldn't kill Steward Zhu on the spot, but a severe beating was unavoidable.

In the end, Zhang Wuxian went around and around, still letting him beat him up, but it sounded like both sides had taken a step back.

Seeing this, Cao Lei gritted his teeth and could only retreat.

The strength Luo Zheng had just displayed had already made Cao Lei somewhat apprehensive. Now that there was also a Zhang Wuxian meddling, he was now unable to protect Steward Zhu.

"Brother Luo Zheng, now you can 'teach' this Steward Zhu a lesson," Zhang Wuxian said with a smile, emphasizing the word "teach" particularly heavily.

Luo Zheng nodded and grabbed the back of Steward Zhu's neck. At this moment, Steward Zhu suddenly became fierce, his eyes red: "Luo Zheng, if you have the guts, beat me to death! Young Master Zhu San will definitely exterminate your entire clan and scatter your bones and ashes!"

Luo Zheng shook his head. These guys kept repeating the same lines, without any novelty. Then he flipped his hand and gave him two slaps, followed by a palm strike to Steward Zhu's chest, sending him flying and rolling on the ground.

Seeing this, everyone showed surprised expressions, feeling that Luo Zheng had been too lenient.

Steward Zhu still climbed up from the ground, muttering curses, seemingly not having suffered much damage. But just as he stood up, he heard a dull explosion from within his body.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

From his hands and feet, blood holes spurted out, and then he fell back onto the ground, like a dead pig, motionless.

"What a good inch force!"

"This kind of idiot deserves it! Daring to come to our Little Rain Peak to cause trouble is simply not wanting to live!"

A few people praised loudly, but most people were still somewhat silent and didn't echo the sentiment. They knew very well that this matter would be difficult to resolve peacefully. That Third Madman of the Zhuge Clan was not a reasonable person, and this Luo Zheng seemed to have no one to rely on, no one could protect him. They believed he wouldn't be able to stay at Little Rain Peak for long...

"As soon as you came up, you offended the Zhuge Clan to death. Aren't you afraid?" Zhang Wuxian asked with a grin.

Luo Zheng smiled, "I've offended too many people. When you have too many lice, you don't itch. Why think so much?"

"Good! Bold enough! The most important thing for someone who can become a great hero is this courage. Shall we go for a drink?" Zhang Wuxian suggested.

Luo Zheng didn't say much, grabbed Mo Can and Zhou Xian, and went to drink with Zhang Wuxian.

On the small building not far away, Su Lingyun finally breathed a sigh of relief. This Luo Zheng was indeed not someone to be trifled with. Not only did he knock Xu Lie down, but he also didn't give the Zhuge Clan any face at all.

This was also good. Only under strong pressure could a person improve rapidly.

What if the Zhuge Clan really used harsh methods against Luo Zheng?

Su Lingyun thought for a moment, and her large eyes blinked twice. She would step forward then. That Madam Qiushan of the Zhuge Clan still owed her a favor!