I Report Someone

Chapter 6: I Report Someone

"You're already grown up. Why are you still so childish?" Xu Zimo shook his head helplessly, then looked at Zhong Xin with a smile. "Fine, I agree."

He could understand what the other party was thinking. His father was the Vice Sect Master, so in a sense, any disgrace he suffered was also his father's disgrace.

"I have a Yellow Tier Meridian Technique here," Zhong Xin said blandly. "The two of you may study it for the time it takes an incense stick to burn. Then we'll see who has better comprehension and who can use the Meridian Technique more skillfully. That person wins."

"Fine, I have no objections," Xu Zimo and Liao Ruyan both said, nodding.

Zhong Xin then took a Meridian Technique from his Storage Ring. This Yellow Tier Meridian Technique was called the Flying Swallow Saber Technique.

Liao Ruyan's eyes lit up when she saw the Meridian Technique.

In truth, ever since she had begun Body Tempering cultivation in the Mortal Realm half a year ago, she had been practicing a Meridian Technique.

Not long ago, she had finally cultivated that Meridian Technique to the subtlety level.

On the Yuanyang Continent, every Meridian Technique was divided into four levels: Subtlety, Mystery, Other Shore, and Perfection.

And the Meridian Technique Liao Ruyan cultivated was precisely this Flying Swallow Saber Technique.

Zhong Xin secretly smiled at Liao Ruyan, then said, "If you have no objections, begin cultivating now."

"There's no need to make this so troublesome." Xu Zimo shook his head, took the Meridian Technique, and casually flipped through it a few times.

"Let me borrow your saber," he said to a disciple standing nearby and watching the show.

With a ringing clang, the long saber was drawn from its sheath. Xu Zimo gripped the hilt and lightly swept it through the air.

Everyone felt an unfathomably mysterious sensation drift past their eyes. The long saber actually burst forth with a saber aura over a meter long.

They felt as though flying swallows were chirping softly beside their ears, while the saber aura before them transformed into a flying swallow in midair.

The air was split open with a white trail, and then the flying swallow vanished.

Xu Zimo casually returned the saber to the disciple beside him, then smiled at Liao Ruyan. "Come on, please begin your performance."

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment. Only after a long while did someone mutter uncertainly under his breath.

"Was that Martial Dao True Intent just now? Could it be that he's already cultivated the Flying Swallow Saber Technique to the perfection level?"

The crowd erupted in an uproar. Only Meridian Techniques at the perfection level could evolve Martial Dao True Intent.

Liao Ruyan stared at Xu Zimo for a long time without speaking. "You bastard, you've already reached Perfection. How the hell am I, someone at Subtlety, supposed to compete with that?!"

"If you think the time it takes an incense stick to burn is too little, I'll give you a whole day. As long as you can comprehend more than I did, you win." Xu Zimo smiled, then turned to the dumbfounded Zhong Xin. "What does Senior Brother Zhong think?"

"Ah." Zhong Xin hurriedly came back to his senses and forced a smile. "That's quite good, but I think competitions should focus on the process—on what everyone gains. The result isn't actually that important."

"Bullshit. If the result isn't important, then the competition itself is meaningless." Xu Zimo showed no mercy as he shook his head and sighed. "Senior Brother Zhong, you're the First Elder's Chief Disciple, yet you don't even understand such a simple principle.

I wonder whether it's because you yourself are too stupid, or because the First Elder's teaching methods are too hidebound."

"A master leads you to the door; cultivation depends on the individual," Zhong Xin replied coldly. "If Junior Brother Zimo has a problem, come at me. You are not qualified to insult my master."

"Say whatever you like." Xu Zimo shook his head with a smile. "I'm only concerned about those two Dark Sky Tiger cubs of mine. When will you send them over?"

Zhong Xin fell silent for a moment and turned his gaze toward Liao Ruyan.

The Dark Sky Tiger was an Emperor Beast. Even the entire True Martial Sacred Sect did not have many of them, and the First Elder had long made arrangements for those Dark Sky Tiger cubs, intending to give them away as favors to certain people.

Therefore, Zhong Xin did not dare make the decision on his own.

"If you can't do it, just say so. It's not like I care that much." Xu Zimo replied with a faint smile. "It's just that some people shouldn't play if they can't afford to lose, lest they disgrace our True Martial Sacred Sect.

Think back to the True Martial Great Emperor's magnificent bearing in his day. Though we cannot surpass our ancestor's glory, please do not tarnish it!"

"That's right. If you can't afford to lose, don't play. You're wasting other people's time and energy," Lin Ruhu chimed in from the side. "A great emperor once said that time is money, time is life, and wasting other people's time is robbing them of wealth and murdering them."

"You don't need to beat the mulberry tree while cursing the locust tree. I admit defeat. I won't go back on the wager I promised you," Liao Ruyan shouted, her face flushed red. Then she turned and ran away.

"Brother Zimo, weren't we a little too harsh?" Lin Ruhu tugged at Xu Zimo's shoulder and quietly asked as he watched Liao Ruyan leave.

"Too harsh?" Xu Zimo smiled and shook his head.

First, he had never planned to cause trouble. Liao Ruyan had been the one to provoke him first in order to humiliate him.

Second, Liao Ruyan had long since learned that Flying Swallow Saber Technique. Wasn't Zhong Xin's dirty trick of bringing it out for this competition even more excessive?

Third, I'm a villain—the kind who wipes out your whole family just because you glare at me. So what if I'm excessive?

Zhong Xin gave Xu Zimo a deep look, then hurried after her.

"Bullying a girl—what kind of ability is that?" At that moment, an unharmonious voice suddenly rose from the gathered crowd.

The voice was very low. With so many disciples gathered here, Xu Zimo could not tell who had spoken.

"Who's gossiping behind our backs?" Lin Ruhu widened his eyes and looked at the many youths in the crowd.

The youths looked at one another, then all shook their heads in tacit agreement.

"I hate people gossiping behind others' backs the most. If you have something to say, say it to my face like a man." Xu Zimo walked forward with a light smile and addressed the crowd. "I know someone among you definitely heard who said that just now.

How about this? Whoever tells me who that gossiping person was can follow me from now on. You'll be one of my people.

My people? Ah, bah, why does that sound so easy to misunderstand?

You'll be my subordinate. Yes, subordinate—a lackey."

The moment Xu Zimo finished speaking, someone beside him raised a hand.

"Brother Zimo, I report him. He was the one gossiping just now."

"That's right, he was the one gossiping. I heard it loud and clear."

"That's right. He and I are usually on good terms, and he often speaks ill of you. I guarantee it with my character and integrity."

At this moment, the youths in the crowd completely erupted. One after another, they seemed to have transformed into little prince detectives.

Every accusation pointed toward the white-robed disciple standing in the middle of the crowd.

The reported youth stood there with a bewildered expression. He had only dared to make a few remarks because there were so many people around.

He had never expected such a slick maneuver!

In order to become Xu Zimo's lackeys, these people had all turned into bootlickers.