《*DISCONTINUED*》Chapter 15 : Walking Around
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A few minutes later, Feng Xing and Rou Xue arrived in front of Feng Xing's room.
"This is my room. If you ever feel like cleaning.. you're always welcome here."
"......"
"Hmm, When I come back, I want everything tidied up." After saying that Feng Xing opened the door with his key and casually left.
"Sigh..." Rou Xue sincerely did regret her bet with Feng Xing that day. Sadly enough there was no medicine for regret...
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Feng Xing wanted to go and see Xiao Ling's progress, so he headed over to her room. He wondered if she already mastered his first lesson, he knew that learning that first step was already very hard, but it was Xiao Ling... with her talent... she might already have mastered it.
A few minutes later.
Feng Xing finally reached his destination, but after knocking on the door for several times. There was still no response, this would either mean the following possibilities...
1. She refuses to respond.
2. She is in very deep cultivation.
3. She is not in her room.
"Hmm... disturbing her is not good if she is in deep cultivation, and I have no way to know if she refuses to respond or she's not in her room... I'll just return later." Feng Xing decided to come back later since he didn't want to disturb her if she was in deep cultivation.
Feng Xing wanted to grab a meal... although most cultivators didn't need to eat and could survive only by cultivating. Eating a meal for some was still refreshing, Feng Xing was one of such people. He hadn't eaten for a while so he decided to go to some stalls in the Sect. Unexpectedly a lot of cultivators were hanging around the stalls...
"...."
Not many cultivators would usually hang around this place, this was a bit weird, but the next second after Feng Xing heard someone speaking. Everything was clear...
"Junior Sister Xiao Ling, please accept this!" A youth in the crowd offered some food to Xiao Ling. Feng Xing once again sighed at the sight of this, she was here all along.
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Feng Xing decided to speak with her later about her Energy Control, for now it wasn't convenient to talk about it with her while there's a huge crowd like this. Feng Xing moved towards a stall that was less crowded than the others.
Xiao Ling noticed him, and also proceeded to move over. Feng Xing frowned a little at the sight of this. He just wanted to have a peaceful meal currently.
"She's just bringing trouble over to me isn't she..." Feng Xing decided to buy some snacks and tried to quickly leave, but unfortunately was stopped.
"Wait." Xiao Ling's voice flew over. Why couldn't she just transmit messages straight to my mind, had she not learned that yet? Feng Xing decided to learn her that immediately after today.
"Oh, well if it isn't Xiao Ling." Feng Xing said nonchalantly while looking at Xiao Ling, somehow she currently looked a bit different. She looked like she wanted to ask something...
"Feng Xing, have you come here only to eat?"
Currently the whole crowd was surrounding the whole stall... they were all silently listening to their conversation like it was nobody's business...
"Mhm, wanted to enjoy a meal today." Feng Xing casually began eating.
"Who is that boy?" One of the youths in the crowd asked. It seems to be that they all wanted to know this, someone who could casually talk to Xiao Ling...
"I don't know, but they kinda seem to know each other pretty well." They were all staring straight at Feng Xing with dead stares, suddenly another voice resounded.
"Maybe he's just her brother or something!"
Immediately all the youths looked over to the youth who just said that... they had a weird expression on their faces. Looking at the youth like he was an idiot.
"...Both of their surnames are obviously different. You idiot!"
"Oh...." The youth just couldn't accept someone close to Xiao Ling, so he just spat that out.
Feng Xing and Xiao Ling were currently still talking.
"It seems to be that you are also enjoying quite a bit of company." Feng Xing smiled.
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"It's that smile again..." Xiao Ling thought...
"I was casually walking around, but then I somehow got some lackeys... having lackeys is not a bad thing you know." Xiao Ling unexpectedly answered with a different answer than he expected.
"Ohoh, having support indeed isn't a bad thing." Feng Xing seemed to support her decision.
More people gathered at the stall, wondering what was going on. Feng Xing decided to finish the conversation since to many people were coming.
"Alright then, It's time for me to go." Feng Xing stood up and left after saying that. Xiao Ling didn't seem to mind though, and she also left after that.
The crowd just stood there... not knowing what to do, they were constantly listening to their conversation. They got called lackeys by Xiao Ling...
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Feng Xing decided to go back and see how his room looked now, there wasn't much to clean after all. So she should be done.
A few minutes later.
Feng Xing unexpectedly met with a few lackeys of Mong Gu, while on his way to his room. Four youths all at the 9th Rank of the Tempering Path. They seemed to have hostile intentions.
"Feng Xing right? Tell us your relationship with Xiao Ling, and after that never talk to her again! Or else..." One of the youths demanded. If Feng Xing refused, a fight would definitely unfold.
"Hehe, this can't be avoided I guess." Feng Xing was in the mood to battle after some snacks, he smiled at the youths and said : "I refuse to tell you..."
Everything was silent, the four immediately burst their aura's out after Feng Xing refused. No more words needed to be spoken, they decided to beat Feng Xing into a pulp. This should teach him they thought, but unexpectedly Feng Xing also let out an aura, that seemed to be even more powerful than theirs!
A fight surely couldn't be avoided now!
One of the youths immediately sprung in action as he quickly rushed towards Feng Xing to throw a punch. Feng Xing stood still, just as the fist almost connected. He dodged at the last second. Suddenly his foot lashed out towards the youth.
The youth unfortunately couldn't retract his fist in time after putting quite a bit of strength into it.
Boom!
The youths stomach was immediately kicked severely by Feng Xing, Feng Xing smiled cruelly.
"Urgh!!" The youth screamed in pain, while saliva dripped out of his mouth. He couldn't breathe properly anymore. Feng Xing didn't wait for him to catch his breath and immediately punched him brutally on the head.
Pats!
The youth was now knocked out while bleeding from his head. The other youths stared at this in a daze... Feng Xing's Energy was actually this dense!?
They felt a cold chill running up their spines when Feng Xing looked at them cruelly. They couldn't believe that this guy was actually this powerful and brutal. They looked at each other and decided to attack all at once.
Feng Xing coldly smiled, he knew that they would attack like this. He already condensed his Energy....
The youths were now just 1 meter away from Feng Xing, they were now feeling even more confident as they all threw their fists at him.
Energy Burst!
Huge dense waves of Energy immediately supressed and injured the youths.
The three youths spit out blood, they were internally injured by the very dense Energy from Feng Xing. Feng Xing calmly walked up to one of the youths.
The youth immediately panicked and said : "WAIT! We only got orders from someone!"
Feng Xing immediately stopped.
"Ohoh, and who is this someone you mentioned?" Feng Xing coldly stared at him.
The youth was very scared and immediately told Feng Xing all the details...
"Hmm, Mong Gu... alright thanks for the information." Feng Xing patted the youth on his shoulder and left off.
A few minutes later.
Feng Xing finally arrived in front of his room.
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