"Xinfaxian Sect?"

"I've just heard of it."

"Isn't that the sect that saved Youxiwang Sect before?"

"Really?!"

"Yes, yes!"

"The second young master of the Chen Clan – the prodigy Cheng Sheng, is studying there!"

"Really?!"

"He's the one that made the Cleansing Talisman, right?"

"Is it possible to see him?"

Fei Yin, Cheng Sheng and Feng Mo heard the people talking. "Cheng-shidi, you're so popular!" Feng Mo whispered to Cheng Sheng. They can't expose Cheng Sheng since this place isn't like the small Dongxin Town. Zhongbian City is a big city. All kinds of people gathered here. It's possible there would be demonic cultivators around. Thus, to avoid Cheng Sheng being in danger, they must stay low-key until they reached Zhongyang and register in the Intersect Competition for the masters in Zhongyang could protect Cheng Sheng, one of the participants in case the demonic cultivators would appear and try harming Cheng Sheng.

Seeing Fei Yin immediately frown, Feng Mo immediately shut up. Cheng Sheng ignored what Feng Mo said and turned to Lei Qing who walked towards them. "Shijie, that was a good fight!" he said, a big smile was on his face.

Lei Qing looked pleased but she hid it. "Thanks, Cheng-shidi." She said. "Let's go? They'll pay for the comb." She said. Now that Dong Cheng lost, the Dongcheng Sect should pay for the broken comb.

"Okay." Fei Yin nodded.

However, before they could leave, the disciple who started the fight spoke. He's unresolved with the fight, as well as paying the broken comb. "Da shixiong losing doesn't mean we'll pay for the broken comb!" the disciple said. "You picked that lame comb to set us up, didn't you?" he glared at Lei Qing.

The people, however, gave him a look of pity. This is the example of a brainless person. Didn't he hear Lei Qing said she's from the Xinfaxian Sect? And even if she isn't, but didn't he see Lei Qing is stronger than what she had showed them earlier? They rolled their eyes.

Dong Cheng and their fellow disciples also held him back. "Shut up!" Dong Cheng said, mad and ashamed. "You already brought me more troubles!" he hissed. Yesterday, it was him who made a fuss about the Xinfaxian Sect disciples' handsome appearance and almost got into a fight against them. Today, he picked a fight against them again!

The disciple's face turned green. "Da shixiong! It was clearly them who's at fault!" he said and even pointed the Xinfaxian Sect disciples.

Dong Cheng wanted to bite him. Damn this kid! When they return to Dongcheng, he'll personally kick him out! Dong Cheng is the sect master's nephew, and is the future sect master. Before he could speak, they heard Cheng Sheng spoke.

"Oh? On what basis are you speaking for?" Cheng Sheng asked. "Did you leave your brain somewhere? Or have you already thrown it to the trash?" he smiled, but a cold one. He's clearly irritated now. The disciple who shouted already shivered in fright and he's burrowing behind his fellow disciples' back. Such a coward, he only knows how to pit others to save his ass! "Even a dog is smarter than you. He won't bite the hand that feeds him, either." He said and looked at Dong Cheng who was recuperating on the side. It seems that Lei Qing injured him internally, but it isn't that worse. "Come. If your master can't teach you how to conduct yourself, let this fellow teach you how!" he said.

Cheng Sheng's figure suddenly flashed and he already appeared before the disciple. Before they could react, Cheng Sheng already fished out the disciple from his ground and threw him in the tree that snapped into half after Lei Qing's attack hit it earlier. "Ugh!" the disciple cried and blood trickled between his lips.

No one pitied him. The disciple clearly is a frog in the well. He makes a fuss wherever he goes. It is inevitable he would offend someone. Unfortunately for him, he lacks a brain. The Xinfaxian Sect already took a step back out of kindness, and even the eldest disciple of the Dongcheng Sect already apologized and would pay for the broken comb. However, this brainless disciple just dug another pit. But, now it was clearly for himself! Life is a jungle. If you aren't careful, you can have yourself killed!

Cheng Sheng was about to raise his fist when Fei Yin caught his arm. "Shidi. Stop." Fei Yin said. He glanced at the disciple who clearly looked weak. His face is pale and he's holding his chest while he coughed.

"He ticks me off." Cheng Sheng coldly said as he looked at the disciple with narrowed eyes.

"He doesn't have to die in our hands. Don't dirty your hands because of him." Fei Yin said and wiped Cheng Sheng's hands.

"This disciple will heed da shixiong's words." Cheng Sheng finally conceded and let Fei Yin pull him away.

Fei Yin stopped and turned to Dong Cheng and his fellow disciples. "There are many people who won't hesitate to kill your fellow disciple because he's an eyesore. Make sure to properly look after him. If we meet again, we won't hold ourselves back." He told Dong Cheng, and then they left.

Dong Cheng wanted to cough out blood. He glared at Dong Chi. "Get that bastard!" he told his fellow disciples.

"Yes, da shixiong!" they immediately said and took Dong Chi who was pasted on the tree. Dong Chi already became like this with just Cheng Sheng throwing him. What if Cheng Sheng's fist landed on him? If Fei Yin didn't stop Cheng Sheng, Dong Chi would have already died right then and there!

After Dong Cheng paid for the broken comb, he turned and slapped Dong Chi awake. "Useless!" Dong Cheng said. "If you didn't insist on going with us, we wouldn't be troubled like now! It's all becaue of you, you worthless trash!" he said and kicked Dong Chi. However, his stomach hurt and he held it while groaning in pain. "I don't care if you'll die. If you do, blame your capriciousness! You're worse than a little girl!" he told him. "Bring him to the inn. Don't let him come out! Ignore his whims! Let him reflect on himself!" he told his fellow disciples.

"Yes, da shixiong!" they answered.

Dong Cheng turned to Dong Chi who was crying. Dong Chi is his cousin. He was spoiled rotten by his uncle thus Dong Chi, who's only in his Qi Condensation Stage, can go with them after his uncle agreed to Dong Chi's request to see the Zhongyang. He doesn't recognize the tigers, only the cub. Even if Dong Chi would fling the Dongcheng Sect's name, it is nothing compared to the Xinfaxian Sect. If only Dong Cheng recognized them, he could break Dong Chi's legs just so Dong Chi can't appear before the Xinfaxian Sect's disciples. Unfortunately, he didn't since the Xinfaxian Sect disicples are smartly travelling incognito. "If you are dissatisfied, you're free to return to Dongcheng. Alone." He told him. "We'll depart tomorrow." he told them. He had to nurse his internal injury first.

After he spoke, the disciples immediately sent Dong Chi to their inn while he sat on the bench on the side. He took a deep breath while regulating his qi inside his body. He's halfway to mid-level Golden Core Stage. He's the only participant of the Dongcheng Sect in the Intersect Competition. The east of the continent is smaller compared to the south, central, west and north. Only a few sects are there in the east. Dongcheng Sect is an average sect. They're not that good, but they aren't bad, either. He's the only disciple of their sect that reached the Golden Core Stage. His fellow disciples with him are accompanying him, and will be supporting him in case he encountered danger.

Truth to be told, Dong Cheng doesn't want to participate in the Intersect Competition. It's a life and death situation. And Dong Cheng doesn't want to die. Even a woman can defeat him. Thus, he planned to lose when the competition starts.

When he moved his arm, something fell from his sleeve. He looked down and saw a small bottle on the ground. He picked it up and opened it. A calming smell assailed his nose. It's a pill, and it's for healing an injury.