Started out getting scumbags, but then invested in the invincible Empress.

Chapter 55 The First Troll of the Xuantian Sect

Piaomiao Peak.

After seven days, Li Wudao stopped his tedious cultivation.

"Why hasn't the old man come back yet? Could something have really happened to him?"

The boy lay on the rocking chair, bored out of his mind.

The vast Misty Peak was deserted, with only him as the sole living person.

Li Wudao tilted his head back, gazing absently at the clear blue sky.

After a long pause, he sighed and stood up.

This world is wonderful in every way, but once you have some free time, it gets really boring.

"I wonder how Lin Yan has been doing lately, whether he's been bullied..."

Li Wudao planned to go out for a stroll and take a look at Lin Yan while he was there.

After all, he is a chosen one, so we should keep in touch.

I happen to have some idle resources, so I can invest them and reap huge returns.

Thinking of this, Li Wudao went down the mountain and headed towards the outer gate.

Soon,

He arrived at the living area of ​​the outer disciples.

Ahead stood rows of simple, unadorned houses with blue-tiled roofs, a stark contrast to the treatment afforded to the true disciples.

at this time,

The sounds of fighting and insults could be faintly heard from not far away.

"what sound?"

Li Wudao frowned slightly. Why did that cursing sound so familiar?

It seems... it seems to be that guy Lin Yan's!

"Holy crap, did this kid get beaten up again...?"

Li Wudao was slightly startled and rushed over with some trepidation.

After a while

He followed the sound and arrived at a corner of a secluded courtyard.

Li Wudao jumped onto the courtyard wall, stood on the eaves, and swept his gaze downwards.

There was a moment of silence.

His premonition was right. At that moment, Lin Yan was cornered against the wall and being beaten by five people.

Although Lin Yan kept resisting, he was no match for the many hands that were at his disposal, and besides, he was now a useless person with no power to fight back.

Faced with a barrage of attacks, he was quickly beaten black and blue, coughing up blood.

However, although he was physically inferior, he was completely victorious on a mental level.

I'll fuck your ancestors!

"Damn it, you bunch of bastards, go ahead and kill me if you dare!"

"Fuck your grandpa@&......."

He was beaten the whole time, but he kept swearing and cursing with great gusto, his voice echoing far and wide, without stopping for a moment.

The most outrageous thing is that not a single swear word is repeated.

"........"

The disciples who had committed the violence turned ashen-faced, and even the five of them quickly gave in.

You can't out-argue him, you simply can't out-argue him.

Li Wudao was dumbfounded.

How come he never noticed before that Lin Yan had this kind of talent?

Good heavens, a crushing victory with one spray against five.

He's undoubtedly the number one troll in the Xuantian Sect.

"Damn, I was so engrossed in watching the show that I forgot to help..."

Li Wudao slapped his forehead, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

It's all because Lin Yan's witty remarks were so skillful that he was momentarily mesmerized.

He looked coldly at the perpetrators below, and without hesitation, leaped off the roof.

These people were all in their twenties, and they looked unfamiliar. Judging from their clothes, they should be outer disciples from previous years.

With that kind of status and strength, there's naturally no need for any hesitation; a simple beating would suffice.

Maggi, you mere five scoundrels, how dare you attack my "sheep"?

Li Wudao thought to himself, and went up to deliver a flying kick.

"boom--"

With a muffled groan, a young man was kicked away and landed face-first in the mud.

The four people weren't faring much better; they were also knocked to the ground by the residual force, rolling twice before stopping, looking quite disheveled.

"Brother Li... Brother Li! What brings you here?"

Upon seeing the boy, Lin Yan wiped away the blood from his nose, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"If I hadn't come, you would have been beaten to death..."

Li Wudao remained silent, inwardly cursing.

This protagonist's start is so frustrating; he's either being mocked or getting beaten up.

At this rate, who knows how long it will take to see Lin Yan rise to prominence.

"Hehe, it's okay... I'm thick-skinned and can take a beating."

Lin Yan chuckled foolishly.

When facing Li Wudao, he was like a different person, like a well-behaved and innocent little boy next door, completely different from his previous image.

Lin Yan's lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

Li Wudao rubbed his forehead, interrupting the spellcasting, saying, "Nosebleed...you should wipe the blood off your nose quickly."

"what?"

Lin Yan looked down and saw that his nose was already bleeding profusely, almost dripping down to his chest.

His face immediately turned red, and he quickly wiped it clean.

at the same time.

The five outer disciples also realized what was happening and looked at Li Wudao with a mixture of shock and anger.

"Damn it, was it you who kicked me just now?"

The young man stood up, clutching his back, wincing in pain as he cursed and spat out dirt.

Then, he cursed and waved his fists, ready to teach the boy a lesson.

"No, this kid is a true disciple, we should try to avoid conflict."

Nearby, other disciples with sharp eyes noticed something amiss and stopped the young man.

Upon hearing this, the men's expressions changed slightly, and they began to whisper among themselves.

"Judging from his young age and his acquaintance with Lin Yan, he should be a newly promoted disciple. He probably poses no threat."

"It's best not to make a move. After all, he's a true disciple, and if he gets injured, it will be very troublesome to deal with."

"Now what?"

"Let's just leave. We've pretty much completed the tasks assigned to us by the higher-ups."

Soon, the five finished their discussion and swaggered away.

"You injured my brother and you think you can just leave?"

Li Wudao stood in front, his eyes cold.

Upon seeing this, the men's faces darkened, and they glared angrily.

"Kid, don't be so arrogant. If you know what's good for you, get out of the way, or... you'll regret it!"

"I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, or I'll beat you up again!"

"That's right, even if you're a true disciple, it won't help if you piss us off."

As they spoke, the five men swung their arms, revealing fierce expressions, as if they were ready to fight at the slightest provocation.

A glint of light flashed in Li Wudao's eyes.

It seems these people have powerful backers; otherwise, they wouldn't dare threaten the true disciples.

"Wu Shaotian?"

He naturally thought of this person; the last time Lin Yan was beaten, this young sect leader was present.

Could it be that this time, it was him who was behind it all?

Li Wudao frowned, intending to probe through these people, hoping to find some clues.

"Go away!"

Suddenly, a hot-tempered young man reached out, intending to forcibly push him away.

Li Wudao was not going to tolerate him and immediately slapped him.

With a sharp crack, the young man fell straight to the ground, silent, and fell into a deep, infant-like sleep.

"Damn it, this is outrageous! Get him!"

The other four were incredulous, then their faces turned furious, and they all attacked.

In the outer sect, the five brothers had never been so humiliated before, as they were the ones who bullied others.

Now, this young man has slapped them in the face hard; even if he is a true disciple, he must be beaten back.

Faced with the attack from four people surrounding them,

Li Wudao sneered and went up to slap each of them across the face.

These people were merely at the Blood Transformation Realm; they were no match for him.

In no time at all, they were all lying on the ground, three of them unconscious.

The only conscious young man was of a higher level of understanding, so he hadn't completely fallen asleep yet.

Li Wudao shook his hand, preparing to go up and give him another slap.

Unexpectedly,

The young man glared at him and threatened, "Kid, if you've got the guts, don't run away. If you're so capable, fight with my big brother."

Li Wudao looked at him disdainfully, too lazy to say anything more.

Seeing that the boy wasn't buying it,

The young man's expression changed, and he said sternly, "I think you're scared. Well, trash like you can't even withstand one punch from my older brother."

Upon hearing this, Li Wudao's eyes flashed subtly, but he remained calm and said:

"Okay, I'll wait here. I'll give you fifteen minutes to call your older brother over."

The other party's words were exactly what he wanted to hear, a perfect opportunity to lure out the snake from its hole and see who was stabbing him in the back.

"That silly boy actually fell for it!"

A triumphant smirk appeared on the young man's lips. He stood up unsteadily, turning back to taunt him as he ran:

"You're just waiting to die! Don't go! Go buy a coffin..."