The teahouse looked very ordinary. It was divided into two floors. Bing Xin and Ye Yuanxue walked in front with graceful steps. Jiang Xiaofan walked behind them with his body half bent like a legendary dog. He stuck out his tongue slightly and retched from time to time.
"Hey hey, stop." Suddenly, Jiang Xiaofan found two more feet on the ground.
He looked up and saw a muscular man with bare arms standing in front of him, blocking his way. This made him a little confused. He asked listlessly, "Why are you blocking my way?"
"Little guy, you know the answer. Look over there!" The muscular man pointed to a sign on the left.
Jiang Xiaofan looked over subconsciously and then read out, "Demons and dogs are not allowed to enter …"
Two seconds later, Jiang Xiaofan's dull and lifeless eyes widened, and his tongue stuck out. He quivered and jumped up, pointing at the brawny man's nose and cursing, "F * ck you, I'm a righteous man!"
"Demons and dogs are not allowed to enter!" The muscular man repeated, then stared at Jiang Xiaofan and said disdainfully, "You think I can't see your true body just because you're wearing human skin?"
Damn, how can you say that! Jiang Xiaofan almost couldn't help but punch this muscular man. A Third Sky of Refinement cultivator actually dared to call him a dog in human skin.
However, Jiang Xiaofan felt that he shouldn't beat him up. He walked around the muscular man and continued to walk into the teahouse. He was too dizzy and wanted to drink some cool tea.
However, the muscular man blocked his way again and pointed to a sign on the side. He said righteously, "Dog demons are not allowed to enter!"
Jiang Xiaofan clenched his fists and then loosened them. Humanitarian, humanitarian, I am a kind person.
"Brother, I am a human." He smiled and explained.
"I know, a dog in human skin." The muscular man nodded and said, "But it's still a dog!"
Jiang Xiaofan took a deep breath with a smile on his face. Then … then he raised his hand and slapped the burly man, sending him flying. Phew, the world was finally quiet.
To hell with humanitarian! He directly dealt with it humanely.
Seven to eight meters away, the brawny man was sprawled on the ground, groaning in pain. "How is this possible? Didn't that woman say it was only a dog demon at the second level of refinement? Why is it so strong?!"
Jiang Xiaofan's foot froze in the air. He immediately thought of something. He raised his head mechanically and looked toward the second floor of the teahouse, toward the cold beauty.
From her position, Bing Xin seemed to have noticed Jiang Xiaofan's gaze. Unexpectedly, she revealed a rare smile and nodded towards him.
Jiang Xiaofan almost jumped up. He had seen arrogant people before, but he had never seen such an arrogant person. She dared to do this after framing him. She directly nodded and admitted it. Looking at her, it was obvious that she was telling him that she did it. What could he do?
Jiang Xiaofan swore that he really wanted to throw caution to the wind and rush up to her. However, in the end, he had no choice but to endure it. Who told her to have the capital to be arrogant!
The second floor of the teahouse was relatively quiet, but Jiang Xiaofan's face was dark.
Ye Yuanxue looked at him sympathetically and pursed her lips at the teacup beside her. Jiang Xiaofan understood and sat down. He glared at Bing Xin, picked up the teacup, and drank it. Then … "Ah!"
A miserable cry was heard. Jiang Xiaofan's face was red, and his tongue stuck out. He was about to spit fire. Damn it, can someone tell me, when did this teahouse start selling chili water?!
"Little Second Brother, water, water, water, water, quickly!"
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Xiaofan drank more than ten times the amount of tea. His throat finally felt better. Then, he looked at Ye Yuanxue with some resentment. God, how could the pure and cute Little Xue 'er be like this?!
"It has nothing to do with me. I already hinted to you." Ye Yuanxue said innocently.
Jiang Xiaofan was startled. Then, he began to replay the scene in his mind. When he first came in, Ye Yuanxue looked at him sympathetically. He thought it was because he was mistaken as a dog demon. Then, Ye Yuanxue pursed her lips at the teacup. He thought Ye Yuanxue wanted him to drink the tea to calm his mind.
But now, Jiang Xiaofan trembled. It was obvious that he had misunderstood. Ye Yuanxue's sympathetic expression and pursed her lips at the teacup were hinting that there was something wrong with the tea and that he should not drink it.
Thinking of this, if Jiang Xiaofan still did not know who did it, then he was an idiot.
Sure enough, Bing Xin tilted her head and nodded, indicating that Jiang Xiaofan did not guess wrong. That cup of chili water was placed by her. Why did you only realize now? Then, she smiled coldly. Her expression was clearly asking Jiang Xiaofan, "What, do you have a problem? Why don't we walk around? "
Jiang Xiaofan was almost angered. Damn it, will you die if you don't be arrogant?!
Forget it, I'll endure it. Jiang Xiaofan cried in his heart. I'm about to become a fucking Ninja Turtle!
He cursed fiercely. Originally, going to the Ice Palace to retrieve the letter was the simplest Yellow Tier mission. But now, Jiang Xiaofan wanted to curse. He felt that this was practically a Heaven Tier mission. He had not even reached the Ice Palace and it had already become like this. He might be played to death by Bing Xin.
The Imperial Heaven Sect's cultivation missions were divided into four tiers, from difficult to easy. They were respectively Heaven Tier, Earth Tier, Black Tier, and Yellow Tier. This was also the publicly acknowledged difficulty level of missions in the cultivation world.
Not only could the sect's missions obtain a certain amount of rewards, they could also accumulate the cultivator's contribution points to the sect. This was also something necessary to become a core disciple or even a Saint. If one did not have outstanding contributions to the sect, no matter how strong one's cultivation was, it would be impossible for them to become a core disciple, let alone a Saint.
Jiang Xiaofan kept pouring tea. He treated the tea as Bing Xin. Although I can't beat you, I'll abuse you in another way. Jiang Xiaofan thought shamelessly and drank even more vigorously.
Suddenly, there was a commotion upstairs. A thirteen or fourteen year old boy walked up, carrying a white-haired old man on his thin shoulder. The old man's condition was not very good and was very weak.
"Where did this little beggar come from? Get lost!"
"It stinks. Shopkeeper, what are you doing? Hurry up and throw him out!"
This teahouse was not ordinary. To be able to operate such a teahouse on such a big road and provide for the cultivators who came and went to stay and repair, the owner of the teahouse was naturally not an ordinary person.
The second floor was filled with cultivators. Their cultivation was different, but as long as they were cultivators, they were not on the same level as mortals. On the Emperor Star, cultivators were high and mighty. A little beggar carrying an old man entered the second floor. Smelling the bad smell, they felt very unhappy.
"I beg you, save Grandpa Zhang!"
The little boy knocked his head on the ground, begging everyone to save the old man.
"I told you to get lost. Don't disturb me from drinking tea!"
A bad-tempered man stood up, his face full of stubble, and said fiercely to the little boy. However, just scolding the little boy like this made him unhappy, and he ruthlessly kicked the little boy.
Bing Xin frowned, Ye Yuanxue was unhappy, and Jiang Xiaofan clenched his fist.
The little boy was in pain, but his face was very resolute. He kowtowed again, and there were some traces of blood on his forehead. He said, "I beg you, save Grandpa Zhang. I'll do anything you want me to do!"
"Little bastard, you actually dare to block the road. Don't blame me if you die!"
The man said fiercely, and then he raised his foot and kicked the little boy.
Not only did the surrounding people not stop him, but they also burst into laughter. They were even more interested in drinking tea. Seeing the bearded man make a move on the little boy, they felt that it was a good show, and they could watch it for free.
The owner of the teahouse didn't stop them, and the waiter also stayed far away. They had opened a teahouse here, and there was no need to offend a group of cultivators for two mortals.
As for the so-called demonic cultivators on the sign, they were hated by everyone on Emperor Star. As long as they dared to appear, they would be hunted down and killed. They naturally wouldn't care about them, and it was said that the demonic cultivators were already extinct.
"Ziya, don't … care about Grandpa Zhang. I've lived long enough. You … you should leave here." The old man was clearly very weak, and his voice was very weak.
"No!" The little boy shook his head and said firmly, "I will definitely cure Grandpa!"
Although he was young, he knew that the people here were not ordinary. There was definitely someone who could cure the old man.
"Heh, you're filial, little bastard. Let's see how many kicks you can take. After ten kicks, if you still don't die, I will save you." The bearded man seemed to have found something interesting.
Everyone laughed again. An ordinary mortal child could take ten kicks from a fourth layer Refinement cultivator and not die? Obviously, this was impossible. Not to mention ten kicks, he couldn't even take five.
"Okay!" The little boy firmly nodded.
"Don't … Zi … Ziya, hurry and leave. Don't … don't worry about me!" The old man anxiously said.
"I will definitely cure Grandpa!" The little boy's eyes were firm. He carefully put the old man to the side and then knelt on the ground. He earnestly looked at the bearded man and said, "Come!"
"Haha, good, interesting!" The bearded man wildly laughed and raised his leg to kick the little boy.
Banging sounds echoed out and the surrounding people followed suit. Some people even slapped the table and cheered. The little boy's complexion became worse and worse. Blood began to flow from the corners of his mouth, but his eyes remained firm.
Not long after, many people couldn't laugh anymore. This was because the little boy had already taken seven kicks from the bearded man. Although blood continued to flow from his mouth and his face was incomparably pale, he didn't fall over.
The bearded man was also surprised. His kicks became even more ruthless, and the last three kicks ruthlessly landed. The little boy spat out large mouthfuls of blood and curled up on the ground, twitching. But miraculously, he didn't die.
"I … I … did … did it. I beg … I beg you to help me!" The little boy's voice was incomparably weak.
Everyone was shocked, including the bearded man. But soon after, he madly laughed again and said arrogantly, "Haha, little bastard, you actually believed this? Go to hell!"
He didn't really want to save the old man. Ten kicks didn't kill a mortal child, and this made him even more furious. He raised his leg and aimed it at the little boy's head.
Jiang Xiaofan's eyes turned cold. With a swish, he disappeared from his original position. In the next moment, he half-squatted on the ground. His left hand protected the little boy, and his right hand grabbed the bearded man's leg. He coldly looked at him.
"Brat, who are you? Let go!" The bearded man fiercely glared at Jiang Xiaofan.
Jiang Xiaofan coldly smiled. With a swish, he threw the bearded man away. The bearded man smashed a nearby tea table into pieces. This angered the people who were drinking tea at that table, as well as the people who were watching the show.
"Brat, you're dead!" With the bearded man as the leader, several people fiercely surrounded him.
"Scram!" Jiang Xiaofan's eyes were ice-cold. He stared at them and coldly said, "Otherwise, I'll kill you all!"
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