Zhou Kangyong on the Attack

Pei Zhujiu followed the scent of liquor into a strange space.

It was a very odd feeling. A rich aroma of liquor kept tempting her, yet she simply could not find its source.

"Little girl, w-what's your greatest hobby?"

Pei Zhujiu looked at the old man who had suddenly appeared beside her and hurriedly said respectfully, "Hello, Grandpa. I rather like drinking."

Her sweet, adorable manner nearly moved the Heart Demon to tears.

Heaven had finally taken pity and sent a normal person.

Sensing its opportunity, it hurriedly swallowed a few times to moisten its throat, then said, "Little girl, I can grant your wish."

"Really?"

"That's right. I'm Doraemon, known as the Envoy of Ten Thousand Worlds. I can grant any wish."

"That's wonderful, Grandpa! Do you have any liquor here? All sorts of fine liquor would be perfect."

"Of course."

Seeing the longing in Pei Zhujiu's eyes, the Heart Demon hurriedly produced a bottle of 1982 Sprite and handed it to her.

It had stolen this from a soul from Earth. Supposedly, it was a highly prestigious liquor with a very distinctive flavor.

Had those two idiots earlier not driven it out of its mind today, it would never have offered it to anyone else.

"Then don't mind if I do."

"Glug, glug..."

Pei Zhujiu drained the entire bottle of 1982 Sprite in one go, then let out a satisfied burp.

"How does it taste, little girl?"

Seeing Pei Zhujiu's smiling face, the Heart Demon breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that soul from Earth had not lied. This really must have been a rare, fine liquor.

Pei Zhujiu's smile grew wider. She smiled at the Heart Demon and asked, "Grandpa, have you ever heard of Flicker Strike?"

Heart Demon: ??

Bang...

The Heart Demon instantly became a streak of light and vanished from the space. Pei Zhujiu hurled the bottle to the ground and cursed, "What kind of garbage was that?"

"You actually dared to water down liquor, and you added so much water there wasn't even a trace of liquor left!"

"If there's one thing I hate most in this life, it's people who water down liquor."

"Don't let me see you again, old man, or I'll beat you every time I do."

With half its face caved in, the Heart Demon cursed, "I quit this lousy job! Whoever wants it can have it!"

Bang... The Heart Demon kicked Pei Zhujiu out as well.

"System notification: Congratulations, host. Your disciple has gained a deeper understanding of her own Dao. Special reward: three bolts of heavenly lightning as punishment."

"System notification: Congratulations, host. Your cultivation has increased."

"Current cultivation: nascent soul peak."

Boom, boom, boom...

"Heh, it's fine. I'm used to it."

After three bolts of heavenly lightning, Li Shouyi was charred black from head to toe, and his hair had become a fashionable afro.

He kept trying to comfort himself.

I took these disciples in myself. I took them in myself. Then...

Sparks crackled all over Li Shouyi as he arrived outside Su Wan'er's room.

Bang... "Master, I broke through to golden core peak!"

"Ow! Master, why are you setting me on fire again?"

"Enough talking. Be a good girl and accept your death, you unfilial disciple."

And so, all the disciples of the Useless Sect once again witnessed a scene they loved to see.

With unspoken mutual understanding, everyone climbed onto the rooftops, took out sunflower seeds, popcorn, and soda, and settled in to watch.

"I bet Master will burn Second Senior Sister for a whole day."

"Heh, you underestimate Master. I bet three days."

"A hundred Spirit Stones. You're on."

And just like that, a dirty deal began.

Only after four days did Li Shouyi finally let the three girls off.

Yes, this time, Li Shouyi had given Lin Shuishui and Pei Zhujiu a beating as well.

When fleecing sheep, he could not keep plucking wool from just one, or sooner or later he would leave it bald.

As a master beloved and respected by his disciples, Li Shouyi firmly upheld fairness and impartiality.

Three disciples, three hundred strokes of the paddle each.

Inside the room, the three girls lay neatly side by side, face down on a single bed.

Su Wan'er was charred black all over, while Lin Shuishui clutched her little bottom and silently shed tears. But Pei Zhujiu had it worst of all.

The girl had suffered no real injuries, but Li Shouyi had sealed her mouth with a Daoist spell.

As a result, Pei Zhujiu, that hopeless drunk, had gone three whole days without drinking.

Overwhelmed by her craving for liquor, she became listless and dispirited, her cheeks hollow.

Seeing their third junior sister in this state, Lin Shuishui and Su Wan'er hurriedly turned their heads away.

Did you think the two of them could not bear to look?

No, these two idiots were afraid they would burst out laughing.

The Great Zhou imperial palace welcomed a special guest that day.

Wu Dalang!

After agonizing over it for a long time, Wu Jian had decided to cooperate with the Great Zhou Dynasty after all.

Mainly, Zhou Tianlong's gifts had been so valuable that he could not bear to refuse.

Looking at the ten beauties surrounding him, Wu Jian immediately broke into a lecherous grin.

"When does your Great Zhou Royal Clan plan to set out?"

"Hehe, don't be so impatient, Young Master Wu!"

"We'll leave after tonight's banquet."

Wu Dalang cast a contemptuous glance at Zhou Kangyong, who had been grinning foolishly all along.

"With your abilities, you wouldn't even survive a sneeze from Li Shouyi! I really don't know what your Great Zhou Royal Clan is thinking."

Fuck...

Zhou Kangyong cursed inwardly.

This damned runt is far too arrogant.

You're in the Great Zhou imperial palace, not your Wu clan's territory.

But remembering the vast gulf between his cultivation and Wu Dalang's, Zhou Kangyong thought, I'll remember this humiliation.

Then he smiled at Wu Dalang. "Don't worry, Young Master Wu. You needn't concern yourself with me. Just deal with Li Shouyi."

"What are you thinking? Who would concern himself with you? If you're going to die, do it far away from me so you don't disgust me."

Having said that, Wu Dalang left without looking back.

"Your Highness, should we follow him?"

Staring in the direction Wu Dalang had gone, Zhou Kangyong said viciously, "Follow that damned runt. But remember this: if you see him losing ground in his fight against Li Shouyi, don't help him."

"When that happens, I want to watch how he dies."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Sure enough, Wu Dalang headed straight toward Good Fortune Mountain.

He never let a grudge linger overnight, but Li Shouyi had become the sole exception in his life.

Today, he intended to erase that exception from the world forever.

Meanwhile, Soldier One carried Zhou Kangyong as they flew. His cultivation realm was relatively low, and if Wu Dalang flew at full speed, Zhou Kangyong could not have caught up even by whipping his horse into a gallop.

Behind him, Zhou Kangyong stared intently at Wu Dalang's back.

He was already plotting how to kill the runt up ahead.

After pondering for a moment, Zhou Kangyong's eyes lit up as an idea came to him.

Looking at Wu Dalang's back, he murmured, "You damned runt, blame your own arrogance."

"Your Grandpa Zhou will teach you a proper lesson: besides strength, brains matter too."

"Achoo..."

Up ahead, Wu Dalang suddenly sneezed. He wiped his nose and thought excitedly, My wife must be thinking of me.

Otherwise, with my spirit severing realm cultivation, how could I possibly sneeze?

If Li Shouyi had known what Wu Dalang was thinking, he would certainly have said:

"Mental patients think far and wide; dim-witted youths find joy on every side."