The Man with a Tragic Past Makes Another Appearance
“What sort of man sprinkles flower petals?” mocked Long Xingyun, as one of the few who didn’t recognise the notorious man playing saviour of the day.
“You are just ignorant. This is to set the ambience. I’m sprinkling these flower petals to brighten up the mood here.”
He didn’t care what people thought of him. He acted infatuated with the flower petals. His mannerisms were refined and gentlemanly as always. He was the one and only undefeated Ximen Buxing.
“You want to fight as humanity’s representative? I don’t like killing nobodies. Announce yourself,” Long Xingyun brusquely demanded.
Mu Yu and others recited to themselves, “My name is Ximen Chuixue. They call me Ximen Haoshuai. You can call me Ximen Shuai.”
“My name is Ximen Chuixue. They call me Ximen Haoshuai. You can call me Ximen Shuai.”
Mu Yu rolled his eyes at the unsurprising introduction.
“All right, Ximen What’s-Your-Face, I hope you’re ready.” Long Xingyun couldn’t read Ximen Buxing’s cultivation level. Despite that, he maintained a low vigilance level, believing himself to be superior to humans.
Ximen Buxing waited for Long Xingyun to assume his pose, and then the former performed a “stop” hand gesture. “Wait, give me a count of one hundred while I settle our race’s issues first.”
Ximen Buxing descended into humanity’s crowd without waiting for a Long Xingyun’s response, offending the dragon race’s descendent. Anyone used to the unorthodox faction wouldn’t let it get to them. They were capricious, after all.
Ximen Buxing generated a gust of wind with a wave of his hand, rocking everyone. He dragged an individual out and stepped on him. The cultivator Ximen Buxing stepped on was the one who started casting blame on Mu Yu for hurting the rhinoceros, Tian Ping.
Tian Ping was a Body Severing Realm Second Layer cultivator and one of the ten Cang Wanzi originally selected to fight in the team battle.
“Ximen Buxing, what are you doing? Get your foot off me!” blustered Tian Ping.
“Elders, I shall teach this nimrod trying to prove he lacks a brain a lesson before I go back to fight. Else, he will start complaining I should not have left the fiend on the brink of death. That would be unfair, right? Elder Cang Wanzi, you do not mind, do you?” Ximen Buxing gave Cang Wanzi a bow, smiling with his eyes narrowed.
“Hmph, you’re an unorthodox faction disciple, aren’t you? When is that uncouth shifu of yours going to die?”
“Oh, you know my shifu? That is an honour. I will be sure to ask him for the date and get back to you, haha.”
There was nothing surprising about Ximen Buxing’s response. It was typical for the unorthodox faction members to behave in such fashion.
“Those who mindlessly flap their gums do need education, indeed. Do as you see fit,” answered Cang Wanzi.
“Thank you, Elder.” Ximen Buxing bowed again.
“Ximen Buxing, if you dare to hurt me, my father w-, ah!”
The red handprint on Tian Ping’s face was as clear as day.
“I was annoyed when the rhino claimed his skin was thick. I was sure my skin is thicker. After I heard you, though, I realised you beat us both.” Ximen Buxing slapped Tian Ping again, excavating blood and teeth out. “Damn, even my hand is numb. Your skin certainly is thick.”
Ximen Buxing meted out more slaps until Tian Ping’s face was swollen to the point that he couldn’t speak. None of the youths could hold a candle to Ximen Buxing, so they watched on, scrunching their faces each time his hand made contact with Tian Ping’s face.
Ximen Buxing rubbed his hands. “Hey, remember to refrain from speaking in the future if you’re not man enough to fight.”
Ximen Buxing threw Tian Ping aside and returned to confront Long Xingyun.
“Where are you up to? Haven’t got to a hundred yet, surely? Let’s start,” Ximen Buxing took out his fan and blithered.
“You’re an interesting fellow.”
“Yeah? I think fighting a man is boring.” Ximen Buxing peered past Long Xingyun. The Body Severing Realm Ninth Layer fox fiend was the new apple of his eye. He ran his hand over his chin and said, “Hold up, hold up. How about you have a break, and let the cute fox fight me? I would love to have a conversation with her.”
Fox fiends were the most enthralling among fiends. Ximen Buxing infuriated Cang Wanzi with his inappropriate timing and behaviour.
“If you can beat me, I’ll let Xiaohu fight you.”
“What a drag. By the way, have you heard about my past?”
“Why should I care?” Long Xingyun scrunched his nose.
Human cultivators palmed their faces.
“I think I was wrong to count on him,” Cang Wanzi remarked. “I can’t tell if he’s protecting our dignity or embarrassing us anymore.”
“You won’t think I’m interesting after you hear my backstory. The story begins a long way back. My grandma drowned when I was four. My grandpa was killed in cold blood as part of revenge. My mother committed suicide when I was seven. I was sold to a brothel when I was eight because my beauty put women to shame. When the perverted paedophile pulled my pants down, he was disappointed I was a boy. Because I possess intelligence this world has never before seen or will ever see again, he took me in as his disciple. After hearing my misfortunate past, he named me Ximen Buxing. I call myself Ximen Chuixue when I’m out and about. You can call me Ximen Shuai.”
Ximen Buxing then sprinkled some flower petals prior to caressing his flute. He began to play his signature melancholic track.
“Does Ximen Buxing actually think he’s amateur trick is going to work on the fiends?” someone cursed.
Before long, Long Xingyun clutched his chest and shut his eyes. He plummeted straight into the ground and lied still.
Eyes popping, fiend and human jaws dropped to the ground.
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