My Life Is Truly Hard!

Liu Wen was sixteen this year and had only reached the level of a Two-Star Dou Zhe. How could he possibly be a match for Yun Shenwei? The slap landed squarely on his face. It took him several breaths after the sound faded to react, and he threw back his head and roared, "You bastard! I'll kill you!"

Unable to accept being slapped in front of so many people, Liu Wen pulled a red medicinal pill from his robes and swallowed it in one gulp. In mere moments, his cultivation surged to that of a Five-Star Dou Zhe. Just as Yun Shenwei turned around, Liu Wen slammed a fist toward the back of his head.

Liu Wen knew perfectly well that the back of the head was the weakest part of the human body. If this punch landed, even Yun Shenwei would suffer severe injuries. He might even lose his memory.

Naturally, he was trying to kill Yun Shenwei! "Yun Shenwei, dodge!"

The attack was too fast and the distance too short. Even Ge Ye, a Misty Cloud Sect deacon and Seven Star Dou Shi, had no time to stop it and could only shout a warning.

"Senior Brother is going to be in trouble..."

At the same time, the other disciples covered their mouths in fright.

Just as the tragedy was about to unfold, dark purple flames suddenly rose behind Yun Shenwei in defense. The next instant, everyone clearly heard Liu Wen's heart-wrenching scream. "Ah! So hot! So hot..."

The hand Liu Wen had used to attack was completely scorched by flames, and even his entire right arm was covered in fire.

Wracked by bone-piercing pain, Liu Wen fell to the ground and rolled about incessantly, trying to extinguish the flames through rolling. Yet it had no effect at all; instead, the fire only grew fiercer.

"You brought this on yourself. You have no one else to blame."

Yun Shenwei and the Fighting God Flame were originally one entity, their minds linked. The moment the Fighting God Flame moved to defend him, he already knew that Liu Wen had launched a sneak attack.

"This..."

Deacon Ge Ye froze. Even he had never seen such a terrifying means of attack, much less the ordinary disciples. Their screams continued without end, and some of the more timid female disciples had been frightened to tears.

"Yun Shenwei! You'll die a horrible death! Ah... Yun Shenwei, you son of a bitch! If you've got the guts, kill me! Otherwise, I'll definitely tell Master Gu He about this."

Liu Wen was in such agony that he wished he were dead, and his hatred for Yun Shenwei had reached its peak. If he could, he truly wanted to tear Yun Shenwei into ten thousand pieces and grind his bones to dust.

"Aiya! Yun Shenwei, your good intentions have only made things worse. Not only have you failed to save your two junior brothers, but you've gotten yourself dragged into this as well."

At the side, Deacon Ge Ye kept sighing. If anyone else had dared to pull such a stunt before him, he would have executed them on the spot long ago.

But it depended on the person.

Yun Shenwei was no ordinary disciple!

The boy had possessed exceptional talent since childhood, was close to Nalan Yanran, and was the current Senior Brother of the Misty Cloud Sect. He was highly respected by the ordinary disciples, and even some core disciples paid close attention to him.

Just a few days ago, Sect Leader Yun Yun and the other three great elders had specifically stated during a high-level meeting that this boy would surely achieve great things in the future. He might even lead the Misty Cloud Sect to unprecedented heights.

This put Ge Ye in a difficult position. His old hands clenched and loosened, then loosened and clenched again. After several breaths of internal struggle, he ultimately chose Yun Shenwei's side and said meaningfully, "Yun Shenwei, quickly withdraw that demon flame. Don't take Liu Wen's life."

"Since Deacon Ge Ye has spoken, of course I must give you this respect."

Yun Shenwei took the opportunity to back down and recalled the Fighting God Flame with a thought.

Liu Wen finally stopped screaming. He lay sprawled on the ground, gasping continuously. Sweat poured down his forehead like rain, while his right arm was charred black, with bone faintly visible beneath it. There was even the smell of roasted meat in the air.

"What are you glaring at? You brought this on yourself. Don't worry, I know my limits. You won't die. At most, you'll lose your right arm and spend the rest of your life as a cripple."

Seeing the murderous expression on Liu Wen's face, Yun Shenwei could not help mocking him. He knew very well that Liu Wen must have taken some kind of medicinal pill for the sneak attack, one that had temporarily raised his cultivation by several stars.

If the Fighting God Flame had not taken the initiative to protect its master, there would have been no way to dodge that attack under those circumstances. Even a Dou Shi could not make their physical body invulnerable. Taking a solid blow to the back of the head would leave one unconscious for days if lucky, and dead if unlucky.

Yun Shenwei had refrained from killing Liu Wen only because he was the Senior Brother of the Misty Cloud Sect. Otherwise, with the Fighting God Flame's overwhelming power, burning one of Liu Wen's arms would have been nothing. Completely refining and absorbing Liu Wen himself would not have been difficult either.

"Enough, enough! Later, I'll take you to apologize to the Sect Leader and the three great elders. When the time comes, speak a little more softly, boy. With the Sect Leader and the others there, I'm sure Pill King Gu He won't do anything to you."

Ge Ye felt utterly miserable. What kind of mess was this? It was simply the worst day he had experienced in his decades since entering the Misty Cloud Sect.

If not for wanting to build a relationship with Pill King Gu He, why would he, a mere deacon, have taken the initiative to look after a junior like Liu Wen? And not just any care—he had handled all of Liu Wen's daily trivialities.

He regretted it beyond measure, especially helping Liu Wen seek out Xin Daorong and Niu Xuante. Otherwise, how could he have run into such misfortune, the kind ordinary people would never encounter in eight lifetimes? At this point, sighing and regretting it were useless. He could only hope the matter would be resolved as peacefully as possible and that he would not be punished by the sect over today's events.

However, man proposed while heaven disposed. Just as he was about to take Yun Shenwei and the others to see the Sect Leader, Liu Wen's elder brother, Liu Ling, happened to pass by.

"Little brother, what happened to you?"

Liu Ling had originally come looking for Liu Wen. When he saw his younger brother lying on the ground, barely alive, he immediately shoved aside the Misty Cloud Sect disciples standing nearby and rushed straight over.

"Wuwuwu... Brother, you have to stand up for me!"

The moment Liu Wen saw his elder brother Liu Ling, he burst into loud sobs. "Those two Misty Cloud Sect disciples burned my bundle and pinned a whole bucket of shit on me. I thought Deacon Ge Ye would stand up for me, but who would have thought they were in cahoots? Just now, this guy named Yun Shenwei not only insulted Master Gu He, but even slapped me in public!"

"Brother... Brother! Do you think we can just endure this? I merely threw a punch in self-defense, but who knew he would harbor such malicious intent and release demon fire? If Master Gu He were not also in the Misty Cloud Sect, they would probably have killed me to silence me..."

The more Liu Wen spoke, the more emotional he became. He cried as he spoke, as though his own mother had died.

The more Liu Ling listened, the angrier he became. When he saw his younger brother's ruined right arm, his heart ached terribly.

Suddenly, his gaze locked onto Yun Shenwei, who stood closest to him. He instantly erupted with all his Dou Qi, clenched his left fist, and smashed it toward Yun Shenwei's chest.

Ge Ye had seen the power of Yun Shenwei's dark purple demon fire. The moment he realized things were going badly and tried to stop him, it was already too late. Liu Ling let out a shrill scream, fell to the ground, and clutched his entire left arm as he screamed and rolled about...

Seeing this scene, Ge Ye could not help shaking his head and sighing. "Ai, my life is truly hard!"