C1 Long door finger

At the Tea Fragrance Village at the foot of the mountain with the fragrance of tea from the Dragon Shu Country.

This small village in the northern part of the country had once been rich for a time because it produced royal tea. Long Yun's tea was later transplanted near the imperial city, and fewer and fewer people were gathered on the mountain. This resulted in the once prosperous little village becoming neither poor nor forgiving.

The rainy season arrived as scheduled. The silky rain fell from the sky, but the droplets were still as small as before. The curtain of rain was so dense that it had already covered the mountain with a white gauze like the wings of a cicada. At this time, a very thin and slightly short youth was holding a tattered umbrella. Carrying a basket of freshly picked tea on his back, he walked towards the Tea Fragrance Village at the foot of the mountain.

The youth slightly raised his small head. There was not even the slightest bit of emotion in his eyes. In fact, there was even a trace of dullness that was revealed in his eyes. Only, no one knew that the lifeless look in his eyes faintly hid that undetectable unswerving determination, and it was precisely that unswerving determination hidden within that look that supported him from the very beginning until now.

"Little bastard has returned to the village!"

Just as the youth had half a foot inside the Tea Fragrance Village, several ridiculing voices came from the side, these voices were extremely ear-piercing.

"Little bastard, father and mother gave up, no one wants to …" It was also at this moment that the surrounding people of the same age as him started to sing as they talked. Their words were filled with ridicule and even endless contempt. However, what was even more outrageous was that a few of his peers had already picked up a stone from the ground and fearlessly threw it at the youth.

"Smash this little bastard to death!" These people of the same age as him threw a stone in the side of his mouth, "His parents are a piece of trash. He is also a piece of trash. I will smash this little bastard to death …"

The more they talked, the more excited they got. Beside them was a huge boulder the size of a well. If they could move it, they would most likely be the first to smash it towards the youth.

However, none of the small stones that were smashing towards the youth hit him. What they didn't know was that the youth had unknowingly used a mysterious footwork. It was extremely ingenious, yet it didn't leave any traces as he dodged these stones. Perhaps it was due to their childish nature, but the more they missed the target, the more excited they became. They even began to move forward step by step.

"Stop!" Just as the other children of the same age were throwing their stuff with all their might, a young man who was a head taller and stronger than them stood out, with a righteous look on his face, "We are all from the same village, how could we do such a thing? Changmen Niepo, what do you think?"

Hearing this, the eyes of the youth named Changmen Niepo didn't flash with too much light, but instead, an extremely secretive trace of disdain flashed past.

Now, Changmen Niepo could be considered to have experienced what it meant to be a whore and build a memorial archway. In front of his eyes, whether it was the height or the strength of his body, this youth was much stronger than him. Without a doubt, this was the perfect example of "standing up as a whore and putting up a memorial archway".

"Changmen Niepo, this noble one knows that you have had a hard time since you were young and that Father and Mother abandoned you. If it wasn't for my parents taking you in and raising you, I'm afraid you would have already …"

"Rest assured Young Master Yang, I will definitely repay the Village Head and the Village Head's wife for their kindness." With that, a sliver of misfortune flashed across her dull eyes. It was a sliver of sadness that the Village Chief and his wife had given birth to such a son.

The Village Chief and the Village Chief's wife could be said to be truly kind-hearted people. Their son had 'become a whore and built a memorial archway', and he even wanted to show off his skills. It was truly unfortunate for the Village Chief and his wife.

"Still?" Hearing that, a trace of contempt and scorn flashed across Yang Xi's immature face, "What are you going to return?" In his eyes, Changmen Niepo was just a weakling, weak to the point of being like an ant.

Yang Xi continued: "Could it be that you rely on the tea leaves that you gather every day on the mountain?"

How could Yang Xi not know that the tea leaves Changmen Niepo collected everyday were brought to the town early in the morning to be sold, only then would they be able to be exchanged for some silver pieces each month, so as to not starve to death.

The tea leaves that Changmen Niepo collected were called Little Cloud Tea, and these kinds of tea leaves would have to be stored for a while after being collected that day before a purer and more fragrant tea fragrance would come out. This was one of the more famous tea leaves in the Aromatic Tea Mountain. However, it was far inferior to the Imperial Palace's tea leaves, Longyun Tea.

Although getting the crushed silver every month could be used to feed him, Changmen Niepo knew that it was not even the tip of the iceberg if he wanted to exchange it for the kindness of the Village Chief and his wife.

"Then, what method does Young Master Yang Xi have?" Since that was the case, Changmen Niepo decided to "sell" him a ladder, allowing this Sir Yang Xi to continue using the ladder to properly act out his "Whore Plaza".

"How about this?" This Young Master Yang Xi was indeed continuing to act out his show, and was even becoming more and more shameless. He was even putting a hand on Changmen Niepo's shoulder in a very friendly manner, as if he was acting out a very friendly gesture.

"I hope Young Master Yang can enlighten me!" Changmen Niepo cupped his hands and said. Since he was going to act, then Changmen Niepo would keep him company until the end.

Looking at Changmen Niepo, Yang Xi became more and more "friendly", as if he was just one step away from "paying respects". "Look at me, no matter what, I am the future village chief of Tea Fragrance Village. In the future, with me protecting you, wouldn't I have to return the favor back to you?" Hearing this, a philanthropist exclaimed, "But," then his words changed and his original viciousness was exposed along with the word "but", "That only needs …" His forefinger and thumb rubbed until they were right in front of Changmen Niepo, "Do you understand now?!"

That's right, how could Changmen Niepo not understand. No matter the world from before or the world he was in now, there was no lack of scum like him no matter where he is! Changmen Niepo said with silent scorn, and that lifeless gaze of his covered up his disdainful gaze to be extremely outstanding. This group of brats could not see anything wrong with it.

That's right, in Changmen Niepo's eyes, they were just a bunch of brats whose hairs had not fully grown yet.

At this moment, Changmen Niepo did not plan to speak any further with this good-for-nothing young master, and said very straightforwardly: "Sorry, if you want to collect the insurance premiums, don't look for me. As for your so-called protection," Reaching this point, Changmen Niepo's originally dull eyes revealed a look of disdain in front of everyone for the first time, "I'm not interested!"

With that said, Changmen Niepo walked to the side, ready to avoid Yang Xi.

"Wait!"

Just as he took half a step forward, an arm was already placed horizontally in front of Changmen Niepo, and at the same time, several people had already surrounded him.

"What for?" Changmen Niepo looked at these similarly aged people in front of him, and a bit of fury had already been ignited in his heart. This was probably the only time in the past few years that he had allowed his anger to burn according to his will.

"What is it? Hmph, what are you talking about? " With that said, a few of Yang Xi's followers had already surrounded Changmen Niepo even more tightly, causing him to be stuck in a dilemma.

"You want to fight?" Changmen Niepo felt that even saying these words out loud was a bit of a waste of words.

"What, don't tell me you want to …"

With a "Putong," before the little attendant staying by Yang Xi's side could finish speaking, he had already collapsed onto the ground, unconscious.

All the people of the same age as him were dumbstruck. Some even revealed expressions of fear. Just now, Changmen Niepo did not do anything, or to be more precise, it was not that he did not do anything, it was just that there was a light spot on top of their little friend's head.

"You … You … What did you do? " As expected of the village chief's son, Yang Xi seemed to have thought of something, but he was not so sure. However, the movement from before was just that light. Furthermore, its speed was extremely fast. It was likely that it was even faster than the blink of an eye.

"Nothing!" Without looking back, he walked to the most secluded corner of the village. That was his home, the place where he had started his journey.

However, he couldn't help murmuring in his heart, "I didn't expect it to be useful. This Long Gate Acupoint Charging Art!"

Just as Changmen Niepo was about to leave, on an extremely hidden tree not far away, a pair of cold and slightly cold eyes were firmly locked onto Changmen Niepo's body. It was as if they were nailed to a steel nail and couldn't be pulled out no matter how hard they tried.

"You're talking about him?" A voice more hidden than he was came from behind him.

"That's right, I heard that he has that clue!"

"Then why don't you take care of it? You still want me to do it? " The owner of that extremely secretive voice seemed to be very surprised and even incredulous. "A mere fourth or fifth grade Body Tempering kid, don't tell me you, a dignified hall master, can't handle him?"

A trivial Fourth or Fifth Grade Body Tempering martial artist?

If it really was a brat at the fourth or fifth grade Body Tempering stage, the person hiding in the tree would have already taken care of him.

"Supreme Cloud, you don't know this," That person's gaze was locked onto Changmen Niepo and not left him for a single moment, even though Changmen Niepo had walked far away, "When we first met him, he was only an ordinary person. He originally wanted to come and ask for more after handling the sect master first, but who would have thought that this matter …"

Speaking of which, that person was also somewhat helpless, and the person who was called Supreme Cloud had heard of this before, he never expected that it would be so troublesome, and that it would take him several years to get there.

"I didn't expect that when I came back a while ago and passed by this place, this kid would actually have already reached the Fourth grade of Body Tempering."

"Hiss …"

When the Supreme Cloud heard this, his pupils constricted and he inhaled a breath of cold air.

A few years? It definitely hadn't been ten years! A brat who hasn't even ten years of time can actually step into the advanced stage of Iron Forging … I'm afraid that this kid has... Even if one's aptitude was good, an early stage was still the most difficult. It would take at least ten years for them to reach the late stage of Iron Forging from the early stage of Body Tempering. But what about this kid? In a few years time, at most, it would only be five years.

Furthermore... Moreover, each rank 3 and 6 are …

When he thought of this, he could not help but take a deep breath.

"Let's observe for the night. We'll make our move tomorrow!" As he spoke, his face, which was covered by the cloak, was filled with menacing killing intent. No matter what, they had to get what they wanted from that brat. Once they succeeded, their status in the sect would be extremely high.

However, that brat's earlier move had indeed attracted the interest of the Supreme Cloud. Truly astonishing with a single feat. It was fine if he didn't make a move, but the moment he did, he intimidated everyone in all four directions. That speed, that strength, that accuracy, all of it was completely displayed when the sword finger was tapped.

It was just a light touch. Even if the person he was facing was an ordinary person, he wouldn't do such a thing. Moreover, there were no traces of mana fluctuations that could be seen on that piece of sword finger. It was purely a power. However, it was only this pure strength that made him unable to perceive any form of strength. This was why he couldn't help but be astonished.

"What on earth is this technique? I've never seen it before, but this brat is really interesting. It's just that tomorrow, such an interesting kid will …" After he finished saying those words, the coldness and killing intent on the face covered by the cloak became even more intense. It was as if a hungry ferocious beast had seen an extremely delicious prey.