Why Should I Even Regard You?

Liu Qing's face was cold, and she looked rather proud.

Though her talent was not outstanding among the Outer Sect Disciples—indeed, it was even considered fairly poor—

she had entered the Outer Sect directly rather than the Servant Courtyard. On that point alone, her talent surpassed that of the servant disciples.

Though she was unremarkable among the Outer Sect Disciples, she was brimming with confidence when facing servant disciples.

So, naturally, she could not lack the pride she ought to have.

Otherwise, how could she display the difference between the talent that had allowed her to become an Outer Sect Disciple directly and a mere servant disciple?

Besides, she had asked around. Among the servant disciples who had entered the Outer Sect, not a single one had broken through to the Qi Gathering Realm. So even though she had only reached the Qi Gathering Realm half a month ago, she still had an absolute chance of victory.

"Don't worry. A lowly servant disciple is no different from a chicken or dog in my eyes. Dealing with trash like that is as easy as taking something from my hand.

"I've seen plenty of people like him. Living all day in a place like the Servant Courtyard, where useless people gather in heaps, he gets a little ahead of the pack and thinks he's something remarkable.

"But in truth, even if he stands out among a pile of trash, he is still trash. I'll make him see his place clearly. Rest assured."

Liu Qing held her proud head high, looking confident and at ease.

Gong Cheng and Gong Lian were overjoyed, their eyes trembling slightly with excitement. The moment they thought of how Lin Changkong had beaten them senseless earlier, fury blazed in their hearts.

"With those words from Senior Sister Liu Qing, we can rest easy. Damn it, I can hardly wait to see that brat come down this road."

Gong Cheng gritted his teeth and rubbed his fists together.

Lin Changkong strolled out of the Martial Arts Hall and headed straight for his dormitory.

As he passed through a small grove, a cold shout suddenly came from the side.

"Stop!"

Then three people emerged from the woods and blocked his path.

Lin Changkong recognized two of them at once. They were Gong Cheng and Gong Lian, the pair he had beaten up earlier. The other was a cold-faced woman he had never seen before.

One look was enough for him to know that the two had refused to accept their humiliation and had gone to find help.

Lin Changkong remained unhurried. "What, itching for another beating?"

Their faces immediately darkened. Gong Cheng snapped, "Brat, don't get too cocky. We didn't come here for nothing this time. Do you see this valiant Senior Sister beside me?

"Her name is Liu Qing. She is an Outer Sect Disciple who entered the sect last year. Half a month ago, she condensed a spiritual energy vortex and became a genuine Qi Gathering Realm cultivator.

"Senior Sister Liu Qing hates thorns like you the most. So today, she is going to teach you a proper lesson. If you know what's good for you, kneel down at once and apologize properly to us. Then promise to hand over all the sect resources you receive over the next year.

"Perhaps Senior Sister Liu Qing will be merciful enough to give you a chance. Otherwise..."

Lin Changkong smiled. "Otherwise what?"

Gong Cheng roared, "We'll break your legs!"

Lin Changkong frowned slightly. "Wouldn't that be improper? Fighting in private probably goes against the sect rules, doesn't it?"

Gong Cheng laughed, looking immensely pleased with himself.

"The Outer Sect's rules encourage competition between disciples. As long as no one dies, the sect usually does not interfere. So don't worry—even if we break your legs, we won't be punished. Hehehe..."

"Oh, is that so..."

Lin Changkong clapped his hands.

"Then doesn't that mean I can beat you however I want? That's fantastic!"

The smiles on Gong Cheng and the others' faces froze instantly. They had thought Lin Changkong would be trembling with fear after hearing that.

But what had he said? He wanted to beat them, and thought it was fantastic?

"Damn it!"

Gong Lian's face turned red with rage, his expression utterly displeased.

"I think you haven't figured out the situation yet. We have Senior Sister Liu Qing of the Qi Gathering Realm backing us. What right do you have to speak to us like that?"

Lin Changkong smiled at him, suddenly pushed off the ground, and shot forward in a single stride. His fist crashed into Gong Lian's face.

"Bang!"

Gong Lian flew away in response, his head split open and bleeding.

Then Lin Changkong spun smoothly and kicked Gong Cheng in the head. Gong Cheng dropped to the ground at once, seeing stars, his head likewise split open and bleeding.

Lin Changkong smiled faintly. "That is my qualification. Any objections?"

Liu Qing flew into a rage. Looking at Gong Cheng and Gong Lian lying on the ground in the blink of an eye, an icy chill rose in her eyes.

She stared straight at Lin Changkong as spiritual energy surged through her body, unleashing the power of the Qi Gathering Realm.

"Insolence! Lin Changkong, you are merely a disciple from the Servant Courtyard, yet you dare strike people in front of an expert of the Qi Gathering Realm like me? Do you even regard me, Liu Qing, at all?"

Liu Qing took two steps forward, intending to use her presence to crush him and put on a show.

Without saying a word, Lin Changkong pushed his speed to the limit and threw a backhanded punch at her chest without warning.

Crimson spiritual energy erupted, violent and scorching.

This was the Crimson Flame Spiritual Energy he had cultivated through the Crimson Flame Blood Fiend Technique—supremely hard and blazing, fierce and tyrannical.

Liu Qing did not even have time to retaliate before she was sent flying and crashed onto the ground.

Lin Changkong looked at the dumbfounded Liu Qing, whose face had already turned somewhat pale, and smiled.

"What the hell are you? Why should I even regard you?"

"You only entered the Qi Gathering Realm half a month ago. What are you acting so arrogant for? Do you really think you're the only one in the Qi Gathering Realm?"

Feeling the scorching pain in her chest and seeing the Crimson Flame Spiritual Energy on Lin Changkong's fist, Liu Qing's face was filled with shock.

"Spiritual energy? You—you weren't at the Body Refining Ninth Level? How do you have spiritual energy?"

Gong Lian and Gong Cheng were also dumbstruck. When Lin Changkong had beaten them up half a day ago, he had clearly still been at the Body Refining Ninth Level. Where had this spiritual energy come from?

"Impossible! You were still at the Body Refining Ninth Level half a day ago. How can you have spiritual energy now?"

Lin Changkong smiled. "Because I broke through in half a day."

Silence fell so deep that not even a crow could be heard.

Liu Qing, Gong Cheng, and Gong Lian all had their eyes and faces twitching. He had broken through in half a day?

What kind of joke was that?

It had taken them half a day just to finish reading the cultivation technique, and they had not even sensed what spiritual energy was yet. And he was telling them he had already broken through?

Liu Qing shook her head wildly. "I don't believe it! You're just a servant disciple. How could you possibly have such talent? The talent that let me enter the Outer Sect directly—how could it possibly be inferior to yours?

"Brat, you're far too arrogant. Today, I must teach you how to conduct yourself. You..."

Liu Qing climbed to her feet, her spiritual energy bursting from her body. While making threats, she gathered her strength and prepared to strike.

But before she could finish speaking, Lin Changkong had already charged over like an arrow loosed from the bow. He gave her no time for nonsense, and his fist was already smashing into her face.

Liu Qing only saw a fist rapidly filling her vision. Then everything went black, her head shook violently, and her body became weightless again.

Lin Changkong sent her flying with one punch. The instant she landed, he stepped forward and threw another punch into her face, shattering even the stone slab beneath her head into powder.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—"

Lin Changkong showed no mercy, raining punch after punch onto her face. Liu Qing did not get even the slightest chance to fight back before she was beaten unconscious.

Her once beautiful face had been battered into a bloody, mangled mess.

Cherishing a flower's beauty?

What a joke!