Chapter 47

Zheng Shiying turned and walked towards the second floor.

Beside him, someone passing by saw Old Ding, who had stood up and was talking to his disciple, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

Especially when Old Ding actually spoke and asked the disciple, whose time had run out, to go back and choose a cultivation technique.

Old Ding usually did not talk to the disciples, which was why the disciples around him found his actions strange.

When Zheng Shiying returned to the second floor, Hu Wenhui was still seriously thinking about how to take advantage of the newcomer!

Mu Ke, seeing Zheng Shiying come back, nudged Hu Wenhui's shoulder and whispered, "Brother Hu, that guy is back..."

"Back again?" Hu Wenhui's face darkened instantly.

He pushed aside the junior disciple next to him, saw Zheng Shiying who had just left, and confirmed that the one who returned was indeed the same person.

"How could that guy's time be up, yet he still came back?" Hu Wenhui glanced at Zheng Shiying's hourglass, where the sand had already run out.

Confused, he waved and shouted loudly, "Hey, you, come here."

His tone was full of arrogance and dominance.

Zheng Shiying naturally ignored this voice and walked towards the bookshelf.

Hu Wenhui was very puzzled. Does this guy have some kind of backing? How dare he have such an attitude?

"Brother Hu, this guy doesn't seem to give you any face," Mu Ke said provocatively, while curiously observing Zheng Shiying and secretly guessing the reason for his return.

Hu Wenhui, annoyed by Mu Ke's provocation, but aware that others were watching, felt he had to maintain his image. If he backed down now... it would be hard to get by in the outer sect.

Hu Wenhui stepped up to Zheng Shiying, bowed with a resentful expression, and said, "Newcomer! Didn't you hear me talking to you?"

Mu Ke, with a wicked smile, chimed in, "Our boss was talking to you, didn't you hear?"

Zheng Shiying glanced at him and said calmly, "I only talk to polite people. I can't hear dogs barking."

"You!"

Hu Wenhui felt a flame of anger ignite on his forehead.

Ignoring the question was already a huge insult, and now he dared to call him a dog!

A disciple who had also climbed the stairs and was as fat as Zheng Shiying, came to Hu Wenhui and whispered, "Brother Hu, this guy seems to have some connection with Old Ding, the keeper of the pavilion. It looks like he can stay here for a long time."

"Really? Such a good thing? Zhou Guangyuan, are you kidding me?"

Hu Wenhui's eyebrows shot up, and he and the disciples around him looked at the speaker in surprise.

Since they joined the Xuanming Sect, they had never heard of such a rule.

Zhou Guangyuan nodded and pointed towards the stairs, "Those who just went upstairs all heard his conversation with Old Ding. If you don't believe it, you can ask them."

The others who came up later nodded in agreement.

Hu Wenhui's face showed a serious expression. It was rare to hear of someone having a close relationship with Old Ding. If he could use this newcomer to get closer to Old Ding... the benefits would be enormous!

"Cough..." Hu Wenhui cleared his throat and put on a seemingly generous smile, "Junior Brother, so you have a connection with Old Ding! That is indeed a powerful trump card, but there are many people in our sect with backgrounds..."

"That's right! Our Brother Hu also has a background! He ranks in the top twenty of the Outer Sect's风云榜 (Fengyun Board)! His cousin is even an Inner Sect disciple..." Mu Ke said provocatively, "Do you dare to offend our Brother Hu? Do you want to stop practicing?"

"If you kneel down now and kowtow three times to our Brother Hu, and crawl under his legs, he might spare your life!"

Hu Wenhui's subordinates all chimed in, "Yes, if you kowtow three times to our Brother Hu and crawl under his legs, he might spare your life!"

Zheng Shiying barely glanced at the man shouting beside him, feeling somewhat helpless. How did another one of these appear? Last time, the one surnamed Xu also said he was the first to speak to him like that...

Seeing Zheng Shiying's cold reaction, Hu Wenhui felt his pride was hurt. Even if the guy knew Old Ding, so what? His subordinates might have been too harsh, but hearing his name, this reaction? It was as if he was looking at an insignificant bug.

"Do you know who I am?" Hu Wenhui said with a hint of pride, planning to put on a show of authority before saying a few soft words to comfort the other and scold his subordinates to save face, thinking the other would be impressed.

Zheng Shiying's face showed increasing disgust, and his eyes carried a mocking smile. He replied firmly and provocatively, "Now I know who you are. Do you know who I am?"

Hu Wenhui frowned and sneered. It was the first time someone had asked if he knew them. He said dismissively, "Is it important to me who you are?"

Zheng Shiying glanced at him and said coolly, "Zheng Shiying."

"Zheng Shiying?" Hu Wenhui shrugged and spread his hands, laughing loudly, "Never heard of him. Have you guys heard of him?"

Hu Wenhui turned to the others.

The others, however, were not excited. They stood there in shock, their eyes wide with surprise, and their voices trembling, "H-he... is... Zheng Shiying?"

"Isn't he the one causing a stir in the sect recently?"

"A few days ago, Hu Bin, an old disciple who reached the Seventh Qi Wheel, challenged Zheng Shiying to a life-or-death match. Zheng Shiying, as a new disciple, had only reached the Sixth Qi Wheel and had no chance of winning Hu Bin."

"But to everyone's surprise, Zheng Shiying didn't even give Hu Bin a chance to fight back and killed him!"

"Such a thing has happened before in the sect, where a new disciple killed an old one. But for Zheng Shiying to kill his opponent without giving him a chance to fight back was unprecedented."

"But that's not the most shocking part."

"Zheng Shiying was framed by Xu Sa and thrown into the dungeon. The Law Enforcement Hall ordered the prisoners to beat him. With so many people beating him, he would either die or be crippled."

"Unexpectedly, this guy not only survived but also injured those people. The Law Enforcement Hall then sent him to the Demon Blood Cave."

"Everyone thought he would come out of the Demon Blood Cave and be obedient, but he went on to challenge the 'Three Passes.'"

"How difficult the 'Three Passes' are, and this guy unexpectedly succeeded."

"He ignored Elder Wei's threats and resolutely killed Xu Sa, as well as the captain and several members of the Law Enforcement Hall involved in the incident!"

"Not just that... I heard... Elder Wei Zhixing of the Three Passes was also killed by him. Now he's even being displayed in the square!"

"That's insane!"

"I heard he carries a large sword, four feet long and one and a half feet wide. This guy calls himself Zheng Shiying and carries such a sword."

"So he must be Zheng Shiying!"

One by one, the deeds of Zheng Shiying were brought up by the crowd, and the arrogance of the people here was instantly dampened.

Confirming that the person in front of them was indeed Zheng Shiying, their eyes began to show fear, and the timid ones even started to back away.

Their demeanor seemed to be saying, "I didn't provoke you, don't cause trouble for me."

Unlike their fear, Hu Wenhui's face showed an unprecedented and strange contemplation.

Xu Sa's brother was also in the Inner Sect. They must have known that Zheng Shiying ignored Elder Wei's obstruction and threats and killed Xu Sa, and even killed their uncle!

Xu Sa's brothers must be extremely angry and are looking for ways to deal with Zheng Shiying.

If he caused trouble for Zheng Shiying here and spread the word, would it be considered a favor to Xu Sa's brothers?

If he provoked him... he might challenge the Three Passes again! But if he didn't provoke him, just put some pressure on him?

The more Hu Wenhui thought, the smarter he felt. The Three Passes? If it wasn't absolutely necessary, Zheng Shiying probably wouldn't want to go through them again. He didn't die last time, but the pain must still be fresh in his memory.

As long as he didn't push him to the brink, just put some pressure on him? Hu Wenhui's lips curled in satisfaction. Then... after offending the Xu family, Zheng Shiying probably wouldn't want to offend others! If he wasn't forced to the point of death, he would endure! And he had to endure!

Otherwise... he would really be in a difficult position in the outer sect!

Hu Wenhui was very satisfied with his reasoning, his face showing arrogance. When he was about to speak again, he found that Zheng Shiying had already run to the bookshelf and was flipping through the cultivation techniques.

Ignored! Completely ignored!

Hu Wenhui felt his cheeks turn red. This matter must...

A sharp-nosed, monkey-faced subordinate suddenly pulled Hu Wenhui's arm and pointed to the hourglass not far away, reminding him, "Brother Hu, your time is almost up. We should hurry and find a cultivation technique."

The time outer sect disciples spent on the second and third floors was not long, and Hu Wenhui and his group had wasted a lot of time on Zheng Shiying. Naturally, Hu Wenhui had not found the technique he needed.

"It's too late..." Hu Wenhui's eyes showed reluctant despair. Would he have to wait until next month? Just now, he was mocking Zheng Shiying, and now... he was in the same situation!

No! He couldn't give up like this! There was still Zheng Shiying! Hu Wenhui's eyes lit up, and he shook off his subordinate's hand, taking two steps to Zheng Shiying. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Kneel and beg for help? Ridiculous! Top twenty on the Fengyun Board! That was the top twenty of all outer sect disciples! The twentieth strongest!

How could someone of such status beg a newcomer? Even if he passed the Three Passes, so what? Just because he passed this time doesn't mean he will pass next time! With Elder Wei dead, wouldn't the successor of the Three Passes want revenge? The next challenge would be even more difficult, right?