Master's Fury

Thankfully, he had not flown very high, only about a meter off the ground. It left every onlooker, human or animal, wearing faces full of contempt and scorn.

Some were even clutching their bellies and squatting on the ground, laughing so hard they looked like they were about to convulse.

"Hmph! With that posture of yours, you still want to learn to ride a flying sword? I think you'd fall flat on your face after running just a few steps on the ground! When you go out in the future, don't say you're a disciple of Big Bamboo Peak, and definitely don't say you were taught by me, Tian Buyi! I can't afford to lose that kind of face!" Seeing the miserable spectacle of his little disciple controlling a flying sword, Tian Buyi had black lines all over his forehead and felt as if he had suffered an enormous insult.

He had a powerful sense of regretting what he had done back then.

"Hmph! It's because your flying sword is no good, Big Fatty! You can't blame me for this!" Little Fatty Luo Yunji glared resentfully at Scarlet Flame floating in front of him and blamed it.

"So it's my fault, then!" Tian Buyi's entire face darkened.

"Big Fatty! Do we have any cultivation methods that make people run fast?" Little Fatty looked at Tian Buyi with a face full of expectation.

"You're the laziest of all! Even if there were, you wouldn't be able to learn it!" Tian Linger had long since collapsed laughing in Su Ru's arms until she could hardly breathe. At this moment, she finally recovered a little strength and immediately said with disdain.

"Hmph! Not true! I'd definitely learn it as soon as I practiced!" Luo Yunji believed he was still very impressive when it came to cultivation and immediately retorted.

"You even need Little Seven to carry you when you walk. How much longer do you think you can keep standing now?" Tian Buyi sized up his family's little fatty from head to toe. "If you can stand for another stick of incense, I'll personally help you catch that monkey!"

"Deal!" The big fatty and the little fatty were now locked in a contest.

"A word once spoken!" Tian Buyi's face was full of disbelief.

"Fine! Then wait for me to rest a bit before I stand! I guarantee I'll last more than one stick of incense!" As he spoke, he plopped down onto the ground. "Aiyo! So tired!"

"Hahaha!" The moment he sat down, the surrounding disciples once again laughed until they swayed left and right. Tian Linger even clutched her side and laughed until she squatted on the ground.

"Hmph!" Seeing his little disciple's actions, Tian Buyi was so angry he did not know whether to laugh or cry. With a flick of his sleeve, he left directly; what the eye did not see, the heart did not grieve over.

After he had rested enough, Little Fatty discovered that aside from his little senior brother and Big Yellow lying at his feet, everyone else had left.

"How come there just isn't any cultivation method that makes people run fast! This controlling a magic treasure to soar through the air and fly is way too hard to practice!" Luo Yunji said with a bitter, tangled expression.

"Little Junior Brother! Even if there were that kind of cultivation method, you... you still..." Zhang Xiaofan truly felt too embarrassed to say the rest.

With how lazy this little fatty Luo Yunji was, he did not even want to move his feet when he walked, yet he still wanted to practice that kind of cultivation method that sped up movement technique. Just thinking about it made it impossible. Only Luo Yunji, who had no common sense and sometimes did things purely because his brain got hot, following his nature however he liked, could avoid truly tiring himself out.

"Hmph! There isn't one! If there isn't one, I'll create one myself! Hmph! What's so amazing about that! Once I learn it! I absolutely won't teach you all! Hmph, hmph, hmph! I won't teach you!" Little Fatty shouted loudly in anger toward the direction of Song Daren and the others' quarters.

"Senior Brother! Carry me!" The moment he finished shouting, he stretched both hands toward Zhang Xiaofan.

Although everyone had already gone back and was doing their own things, they were still paying attention to Luo Yunji's side. When they had just heard Luo Yunji say he was going to create a new cultivation method again and shout loudly that he would not teach them, they had been somewhat anxious, but what was with that final line? Everyone shook their heads, none of them very optimistic about Little Fatty's new cultivation method.

Tian Buyi was drinking tea. When he heard his little disciple's "bold words," he was somewhat moved, thinking that perhaps Big Bamboo Peak might gain another wondrous technique in the future. But what in the world was that second half, "Senior Brother! Carry me!"? He did not even want to walk a few steps? He immediately choked out a mouthful of tea, which rushed up into his nose, and he coughed for quite a while.

"That little bastard! I have to give him a beating today!" Tian Buyi had choked painfully, and his wife and daughter beside him had both seen his awkward state, making him even more full of anger. It did not seem possible to vent it on his wife and daughter, so he directly turned this surge of rage onto that little brat Luo Yunji.

As he spoke, Tian Buyi flashed out of the house.

"Buyi! Take it easy! He's your disciple! Not your enemy!" Seeing Tian Buyi's dark expression, Su Ru grew somewhat worried and pulled Tian Linger along as she chased after him.

"Brat! Let's see if you spend all day doing nothing but loafing around!" Tian Buyi charged to the practice ground. With a beckon of his right hand and a thought, Scarlet Flame, which had been lying on the ground, instantly rose into the air, its sword tip aimed at the little fatty sitting on the ground with his hands out, wanting Zhang Xiaofan to carry him.

"Master!" Zhang Xiaofan nervously blocked Luo Yunji.

"Get lost! If it weren't for you little brats always spoiling him, would this little brat have become this lazy?" Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan actually dared to stop him, Tian Buyi was even more full of anger and felt as if he was about to be blown apart by these little brats.

"But..." Zhang Xiaofan turned his head to look at Luo Yunji, who was still sitting on the ground with a dazed expression, then turned back and shook his head firmly at Tian Buyi. "Little Junior Brother... he's still young! He'll definitely change in the future!"

"Young! He's only two years younger than you! Look at you. You practice diligently, and your cooking is good too! Then think about this bastard, eating well and lazing around all day, shouting that he's tired after walking a few steps! This... what kind of propriety is that! Move aside! Otherwise, I'll discipline you too!" Tian Buyi was so angry that spittle flew everywhere as he rattled off a long string of words.

Usually, Tian Buyi kept a cold face toward Zhang Xiaofan. Unexpectedly, in his heart, Zhang Xiaofan actually had quite a few merits.

"Master! Little Junior Brother will definitely change!" Zhang Xiaofan's face was full of worry! Yet he did not move aside and still protected Luo Yunji.

As for Luo Yunji, seeing that Tian Buyi was truly angry, he hurriedly turned around in secret. Without even standing up, he knelt and crawled on the ground just like that, carefully inching bit by bit in the opposite direction. That round, chubby figure made Su Ru and Tian Linger, who saw it all, laugh while holding each other up, lest they laugh until they had no strength and fell to the ground.

Tian Buyi also saw this bastard child of his doing that, and at this moment, one could almost feel the dense fury around his body nearly becoming solid.

"Hmph!" With the sword fingers of his right hand brought together, he pushed them slightly forward, and the immortal sword Scarlet Flame directly circled around Zhang Xiaofan. In an instant, its tip stabbed Little Fatty right in the raised backside.

"Aaow! My butt!" Little Fatty clutched his butt and lay on the ground, shouting, "Waaah! Bullying! Someone's bullying me!"

Seeing that little disciple's shameless look, Tian Buyi had not used any force to begin with; he had only controlled the flying sword to give him a light poke. Yet this bastard fellow was already wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves.

So angry, Tian Buyi once again beckoned and pushed with his right hand, and the flying sword once again stabbed toward Luo Yunji, who was lying on the ground making a scene.

"Master!" Zhang Xiaofan, reacting at last, reached out and grabbed for the hilt of Scarlet Flame.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, Tian Buyi had not the slightest intention of stopping. If his flying sword were really seized by this disciple who had been cultivating Taiji Mystic Purity Dao for less than a year, he might as well just cut his own throat.

"Junior Brother! Careful!" The moment he touched the hilt, he was bounced away by a tremendous force. Zhang Xiaofan looked worriedly at Luo Yunji, who was still clutching his butt and wailing as he rolled around on the ground, and warned him.