Bullies the Weak and Fears the Strong
"If you are interested, you can participate in the Spell Arts Tournament, but with your level of Thunder Method, I'm afraid you'll have little chance of success."
Xing Chang's tone was extremely contemptuous, and he looked down on Song Wen Wenlei's techniques.
He seemed to have completely forgotten that Song Wen had once saved his life using Thunder Method.
Song Wen said, "I'd better not participate, lest I make a fool of myself."
Xing Chang said, "You do have some self-awareness. What have you thought about regarding instructing me in Thunder Method? Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly."
As they were talking, Xing Chang tossed a cloth bag to Song Wen.
"Here is a thousand Spirit Stone, consider it my reward to you."
Song Wen gripped the cloth bag in his hand, his lips twitching involuntarily.
The cultivation level he displayed was, at least, that of Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator.
With a mere thousand low-grade Spirit Stone, he thinks he can guide me in Thunder Method?
When did the Thunder Method become so worthless?
Xing Chang's arrogance once again shattered Song Wen's perception.
If it weren't for wanting to obtain the <Soul-Concentrating Spike> through Xing Chang, Song Wen would have liked to kill the other party with a single palm strike.
Song Wen put away the Spirit Stone and said.
"It is my honor to serve Young Master Xing. But why did Young Master Xing choose to participate in the Spell Arts Tournament using Thunder Method?"
Xing Chang smiled smugly, "Cultivators with Thunder Method magic talent are extremely rare. If you participate in the Spell Arts Tournament using Thunder Method, you will definitely stand out among the many participants and easily obtain a higher ranking."
Song Wen nodded in agreement, "Young Master Xing, which Thunder Method would you like to begin practicing?"
Xing Chang said, "Naturally, it's the Palm Thunder."
Palm Thunder is the most basic level of Thunder Method, which can be cultivated in the Qi Refining Middle Stage.
"Young Master Xing hasn't even practiced the Palm Thunder?" Song Wen asked with some surprise.
"I have never cultivated," said the Xing Chang.
"Where did Young Master Xing learn that he possesses exceptional talent in Thunder Method?"
"As everyone knows, my father, Xing Gaohan, is skilled in Thunder Method, and some of my brothers and sisters are also proficient in lightning techniques. How could my talent in Thunder Method be lacking!"
The confident look on Xing Chang's face, in Song Wen's eyes, revealed a sense of foolishness.
Such a foolish person could actually survive in the cruel Cultivation World and even advance to the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.
It must be said that he has a good father and a powerful Lineage.
"Does Young Master Xing possess the Method Formula for the Palm Thunder Technique?" Song Wen asked.
"The Method Formula is naturally available. I brought you here simply to point out the mistakes I made when I was casting the spell," Xing Chang said.
Song Wen said, "Thunder Method is powerful and easily goes out of control. How about we go outside the city to cultivate?"
Xing Chang shook his head repeatedly, "I can't go outside the city. After the last dangerous experience during our training, my mother forbade me to leave the city."
Song Wen sighed helplessly; this guy was still a good boy.
"Then let's practice Thunder Method in this Small Courtyard."
One hour later.
"Young Master Xing is truly a dragon among men, exceptionally gifted."
Song Wen looked at the lightning in Xing Chang's hand with a look of surprise on his face, and showered him with flattery.
Unexpectedly, just as Xing Chang said, his talent for Thunder Method was indeed quite good.
Of course, it's only not bad; compared to Song Wen, it's far inferior.
After all, Song Wen's talent for Thunder Method originated from the bloodline of the divine beast Kui Bull within Azure Bull's body.
The Xing Chang raised his hand and threw the lightning bolt into the sky.
The lightning bolt soared upwards, reaching a height of hundreds of feet, before suddenly exploding and transforming into countless dazzling bolts of lightning.
This drew the attention of many cultivators in the Listening Wind Pavilion.
Xing Chang looked smug. "Everyone says that talent in Thunder Method is rare, and cultivating thunder techniques is even more difficult than ascending to heaven, but in my eyes, it's nothing!"
At that very moment.
There was a knock on the door of the Small Courtyard from the outside.
"Guest, Listening Wind Pavilion is a quiet and elegant place. Please do not use Law Technique within its Listening Wind Pavilion."
A clear and melodious voice rang out from outside the door.
A pretty maid, who appeared to be in her early twenties, stood quietly outside the Small Courtyard gate.
Xing Chang's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes turned cold.
"How dare you, a lowly maid, interfere in my affairs?"
He made a lightning hand seal, and in a moment, a ball of lightning the size of a bowl appeared in his palm.
Xing Chang raised his hand and waved it, sending out bolts of lightning.
"Boom!"
Lightning struck the courtyard gate.
The wooden courtyard gate was as fragile as paper in the face of the Thunder Method unleashed by Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator.
It instantly turned into countless tiny fragments, shooting out of the courtyard.
The poor maid was utterly powerless against the rapidly approaching splinters of wood.
She could only watch helplessly as sharp wood chips pierced through her body, riddling her with holes and tearing her flesh apart.
As the sawdust settled, the maid had vanished without a trace.
Only the pile of minced meat proved that a beautiful maid had once been here.
"Hmph! Daring to interfere in my affairs, this is what happens!"
Xing Chang's killing spree caused quite a stir, immediately attracting the attention of all the cultivators in the Listening Wind Pavilion.
A figure flashed by.
A female cultivator, around thirty years old, appeared outside the Small Courtyard.
This woman has a seductive figure, is dressed provocatively, and exudes a sensual beauty in her every move.
She glanced at the blood and flesh on the ground, her eyes as cold as frost, and looked at Xing Chang in the courtyard.
"Young Master Xing, you killed my Listening Wind Pavilion maid, you owe me an explanation."
Xing Chang smiled contemptuously, "Bai Man, who do you think you are, that I need to give you an explanation? If I give you face, you're the manager of the Listening Wind Pavilion; if I don't, you're just a cheap whore who sleeps with anyone."
Bai Man glared angrily at Xing Chang's harsh words.
"As the eldest son of the Xing family's Xing Chang, I, a mere Rogue Cultivator. However, Listening Wind Pavilion is the eldest young master's property. If he were to find out about today's events, I wonder what his reaction would be."
In Fangzhu City, apart from Xing Gaohan's eldest son, Xing Liren, no one else is worthy of the title 'Eldest Young Master'.
Upon hearing this, Xing Chang looked somewhat surprised, clearly having never heard of it before; Listening Wind Pavilion was Xing Liren's property.
Immediately, he became somewhat flustered and fearful.
"Is Listening Wind Pavilion one of your eldest brother's properties?"
Bai Man sneered, "Whether it is or not, Xing Chang can simply go back to the Xing Family and inquire; he will naturally know."
Xing Chang was already 80% convinced of the truth.
Within Fangzhu City, no one dared to use the Xing Family's name to swindle and cheat; that would be tantamount to courting death.
He forced himself to remain calm and not let his fear show.
"Hmph! It's just the death of a maid; surely my elder brother wouldn't blame me?"
Xing Chang's tone was firm, but he couldn't hide his inner panic.
Before he finished speaking, he raised his sword, soared into the sky, and hurriedly left Listening Wind Pavilion.
Watching Xing Chang's departing figure, Song Wen's understanding of him deepened once more.
Bullying the weak and fearing the strong!
Song Wen looked at Bai Man and cupped his hands in greeting.
"Manager Bai, this matter has nothing to do with me."
Bai Man nodded slightly, said nothing more, and let Song Wen fly away on his sword.
Song Wen thought the matter was over.
Unexpectedly, the next day he received another message from Xing Chang, inviting him to the Listening Wind Pavilion to learn Thunder Method.
"How could Xing Chang be so forgetful? He lost face at the Listening Wind Pavilion yesterday, and now he's offering himself up here again. Has he found a powerful backer and is acting with impunity?"