I've Always Treated You as a Sister (Please Recommend, Please Favorite) (Revised)

Ding! Task completed. Reward: ten fishing attempts.

Hearing this, Xiao Meng froze, then his body trembled. A moment later, he nearly burst into tears.

"Eight years, eight whole years! I finally completed this goddamn task..." Xiao Meng wanted nothing more than to throw back his head and roar, shaking the mountains and rivers.

He had kept a low profile and endured in silence for eight years, nearly suffering mental breakdowns time and again. Today, he had finally finished this devil-level task.

"The era of Brother Meng's invincibility has begun. I'll sweep through the eight directions and six realms, terrifying the nine heavens and ten lands." Xiao Meng rose, stretched lazily, and rolled his neck. His stiff movements made him look like a mummy coming back to life.

"Xiao Meng, have you rested enough?" At that moment, everyone else had completed their tests. He was the only one left.

Everyone's eyes gathered on him. Xiao Meng still looked utterly unconcerned. These people had already finished testing, yet they remained here instead of leaving because they wanted to watch him make a fool of himself.

"Damn it, you just want to see me embarrass myself, right? Fine, I'll let you watch your fill!" Xiao Meng slowly walked onto the stone platform and placed his hand on the Magic Stone Tablet.

"??????"

It was as if ten thousand alpacas rode a flock of crows across the sky.

Two seconds later, an uproar erupted in every direction. The black Magic Stone Tablet showed no reaction at all.

"Haha, just as expected, he still hasn't cultivated Dou Qi!"

"What a supreme piece of trash. He's hopeless. It's the same every year."

Xiao Meng yawned and withdrew the hand pressed against the Magic Stone Tablet. At the same time, he removed the spatula from his waist. He had long expected this result. The thing could detect Dou Qi, but it could not detect the origin energy within him.

"Third Brother..." Xiao Yan's heart sank.

"Trash, hahaha! Supreme trash! Hurry up and take that spatula of yours to become a chef!"

Xiao Meng walked down the stone steps. One after another, they pointed at him and mocked him mercilessly.

"These bastards have gone too far!" Xiao Yan flew into a rage and was about to rush forward to hit someone. Xiao Xun'er naturally did not stop him this time, because she could not stand watching it either.

"Ah..."

However, at that very moment, a scream suddenly rang out. Then they saw a figure fly through the air and crash heavily more than ten meters away, making the ground tremble.

Xiao Yan and Xiao Xun'er immediately stopped, their expressions blank.

Bang! Bang!

"I'll fucking show you what happens when you call me trash!" Xiao Meng suddenly erupted, gripping his spatula and wildly smacking away. In an instant, more than ten people were sent flying.

Everything had happened in the blink of an eye, before anyone could even react.

"Xiao Meng! What are you doing?" The middle-aged man was the first to recover, shouting sternly.

Xiao Meng could not even be bothered to acknowledge him. Like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep, he launched into another frenzied beating. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen, nearly twenty people were floating in the sky. It was quite a spectacle.

Of everyone participating in the test today, aside from Xiao Yan and Xiao Xun'er, only one girl had yet to be sent flying. That was Xiao Mei.

Xiao Meng flashed forward, appearing before Xiao Mei like a ghost, a wicked grin on his face.

"Xiao... Xiao Meng... Cousin!" Xiao Mei looked as though she had been struck by lightning. Her mind went blank, and she could not recover at all.

"Ah..."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The people floating in the air came crashing down, making the entire square tremble and startling the dazed Xiao Mei.

Xiao Yan and Xiao Xun'er stood dumbfounded, their eyes nearly popping out. They had no idea what had just happened.

"Xiao..." Seeing Xiao Meng's sinister smile, Xiao Mei's entire body went cold. She nearly cried.

Bang!

Before she could finish speaking, Xiao Meng kicked her flying and snorted coldly. "The world is already chaotic enough. Who are you pretending to be pitiful for?"

"Ow... My bones are broken! Ah... My leg..."

Forty or fifty clan disciples lay sprawled across the ground, wailing and screaming.

The middle-aged man on the stone platform had originally intended to stop Xiao Meng, but Xiao Meng's strength had stunned him.

Xiao Meng returned to his chair and sat down, waiting for these people to come to their senses.

"Ah! Xiao Meng, you trash! You actually dared to ambush me!" A moment later, someone glared furiously and shouted.

Xiao Meng's face darkened. He shot out like lightning, rushed before the fellow who had spoken, and with a clang, brought the spatula down heavily on his forehead.

The pain was unbearable!

The youth's head swam, and he was about to pass out. But when Xiao Meng saw that he was still struggling, he immediately gave him another hit.

"Xiao Meng, stop!" the middle-aged man roared, but it was already too late.

The youth's eyes lost focus, and boundless fury filled his heart. He was clearly about to pass out, yet Xiao Meng had still given him another spatula strike. How hateful! In the end, his head hit the ground with a thud, and he completely lost consciousness, lying motionless.

The brutal scene terrified everyone into silence. The entire square fell deathly quiet.

At that moment, a wave of fear and chill rose in everyone's hearts. It felt as though sharp needles pressed against their backs, making their scalps tingle.

"You little brats, if the tiger doesn't show its might, you really think I'm a sick cat?" Xiao Meng swaggered back to his chair and sat down, waiting for someone else to insult him.

"His... his strength..." At last, someone's mind began to clear, and they realized something was wrong.

Xiao Yan and Xiao Xun'er exchanged looks, their eyes filled with shock and confusion.

"Xiao Meng, you dared to be so vicious toward your own clansmen. I won't spare you today!" The middle-aged man's face turned livid. From beginning to end, Xiao Meng had never treated him, an elder, with any respect. It was truly infuriating.

"Then come hit me."

Xiao Meng sneered. "I'll sit right here and let you hit me. But do you dare?"

"You insolent wretch, with no regard for rank or respect, cruel by nature! Do you really think you're something special? Today, I'll discipline you properly on behalf of the clan!" The middle-aged man flew into a rage, appearing before Xiao Meng in an instant and raising his hand to slap him.

"Eleventh Elder, stop!" Although Xiao Yan had no idea what was going on with Xiao Meng, he could not just watch Xiao Meng get hit.

"What, do you want to imitate this wretch too? Defy an elder?" The middle-aged man, whom Xiao Yan called the Eleventh Elder, froze with his hand in midair upon hearing Xiao Yan's voice. He turned his head and stared coldly at Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan stepped forward and met the Eleventh Elder's gaze. "These people insulted my Third Brother first, so what's wrong with him hitting them? They are members of the same clan, yet not only do they fail to understand unity, they insult and humiliate their own elder brother. My Third Brother was merely disciplining a group of uncultured, ill-bred people on behalf of the clan. He deserves credit, not blame."

Xiao Yan continued, "As for why the clan's disciples have such temperaments, you, as an elder, bear great responsibility. Yet instead of reflecting on your own failures, you now want to punish someone who has done good. I don't know whether the others agree, but my father, as the clan head, will definitely not allow you to act so recklessly."

The Eleventh Elder's expression immediately turned blank. A sudden sense of guilt rose in his heart, making him feel as though he had truly become a great sinner of the Xiao Clan.

Behind Xiao Yan, Xiao Xun'er's little mouth formed an "O," as if she had discovered a new continent. So Brother Xiao Yan could spout nonsense like this too?

"Damn, as expected of an Earthling. There's nothing wrong with that speech," Xiao Meng praised.

The others had fury written all over their faces. The trash they looked down upon had actually called them uncultured and ill-bred. It was simply unforgivable.

But they only dared to be angry in silence. They were only teenagers—when had they ever seen such ruthless methods from Xiao Meng?

Besides, they were not fools. Xiao Meng had knocked them all down in such a short time. It definitely was not as simple as a sneak attack. This guy might have been hiding his strength.

Thinking of this, they nearly cursed aloud. Did this bastard have some kind of humiliation fetish? He was obviously so strong, yet he insisted on hiding it. What exactly was he trying to do?

If Xiao Meng knew what they were thinking, he would definitely cry injustice. He was not a pervert—how could he have a humiliation fetish? The system had forced him to do it, so he absolutely refused to take the blame.

The Eleventh Elder had no way to refute Xiao Yan's words. Since he could not refute them, he could not hit Xiao Meng. Otherwise, Xiao Zhan, that overprotective father, would definitely come looking for trouble. Besides, even if other elders questioned him afterward about why he had not punished Xiao Meng, Xiao Yan's argument would be enough to dismiss them.

"You hid your cultivation? How did you conceal it from the Magic Stone Tablet? Why did you do this?" The Eleventh Elder looked at Xiao Meng with a cold face and fired off question after question.

Xiao Meng rolled his eyes. "Hide my cultivation my ass. I don't have any Dou Qi in my body at all, okay? If you don't believe me, check for yourself!"

The Eleventh Elder did not believe him. He reached out and placed a hand on Xiao Meng's shoulder, closing his eyes.

"He really has no Dou Qi. How can this be?" The Eleventh Elder opened his eyes, frowning deeply in complete confusion.

"What? He has no Dou Qi in his body?" The people on the ground could no longer stay calm.

Xiao Yan and Xiao Xun'er exchanged another glance, finding it unbelievable.

Could someone without Dou Qi knock down so many people in just a few breaths? Who would believe that?

Xiao Meng seemed to see through Xiao Yan's thoughts and said solemnly, "Do I look like a liar who enjoys lying? Your brother here has never known what lying is in his entire life."

Xiao Xun'er: "..."

This bastard is getting more and more skilled at lying with his eyes open. He can say anything without even blinking, Xiao Xun'er thought, wanting to slap him.

Xiao Meng raised his head to look at Xiao Xun'er, frowning deeply. "Xun'er, although I'm mighty, tall, and handsome... we can never be together... because I don't have feelings for you. I've always treated you only as a sister, so could you please stop looking at me so affectionately from now on?"

Xiao Xun'er was instantly dumbfounded. She felt as though her whole body had gone wrong, veins bulging on her forehead. How did her hatred-filled gaze become affectionate?

Before Xiao Xun'er could get angry, Xiao Meng stood and patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder. "Little Yan, trouble you to take my chair back for me. Your brother is going out for some fresh air. This clan has disappointed me beyond measure. I'm deeply saddened."

At last, Xiao Meng turned his back on the crowd. One hand held the spatula, which he casually tapped against his shoulder, while the other rose into the air, fist clenched and waved a few times, as though bidding everyone farewell.

In truth, no one knew that the spatula-wielding youth greatly admired a man named A Liang. So he planned to buy a blade and humiliate every blade user in the world.