From the fake emperor to the concubine

"I lost. You're a fucking genius... no, you're practically a monster."

Zhuo Liqun laughed heartily, his large, fan-like hands patting Zhang Yunfan's shoulder repeatedly.

The force was so great that it seemed as if it would slap Zhang Yunfan into the ground alive.

"Do you know how long it took me to comprehend this 'no-thought strike'?"

"Not to mention the fierce battles I went through before, in order to break through completely, I fought to the death with demonic beasts, and only when I was on the verge of death did I finally comprehend the 'No Thought Strike'."

"But you little rascal, you actually learned it after just one glance."

"I'm so embarrassed. Compared to you, I feel like a blockhead."

Although he complained, Zhuo Liqun's eyes only showed admiration and praise, with no trace of jealousy.

Even Zheng Yi could only see sincerity in his eyes, without any other messy thoughts.

Zhang Yunfan forced a smile and said, "Brother Zhuo, you're joking. I was just lucky."

Zhuo Liqun glared at him irritably: "Kid, are you saying that my 'No Thought Strike' martial arts essence is nothing special, right?"

This is a huge accusation. If Zhang Yunfan continues to be modest, wouldn't that be a slap in the face to Zhuo Liqun?

He could only helplessly explain, "It's also because Brother Zhuo's 'No Thought Strike' is so powerful that I was able to unleash such great force."

Zhuo Liqun nodded in satisfaction and said, "The power you can unleash is already stronger than mine. Given time, you will surely surpass me."

Zhang Yunfan quickly added, "Brother Zhuo is joking. My flash of inspiration can't compare to your years of rigorous training. The path of cultivation ultimately relies on perseverance, not on a flash of cleverness."

While the two were being modest, a Foundation Establishment cultivator stepped forward, angrily pointing at Zhuo Liqun and saying, "Zhuo Liqun, you useless piece of trash, you can't even beat a Qi Refining cultivator. Not only do you not know shame, but you also have the audacity to admit defeat."

"If I were you, I wouldn't have the face to live. I would have severed my own meridians and died long ago!"

After verbally abusing Zhuo Liqun, the cultivator pointed at Zhang Yunfan and cursed, "And you trash, don't think you're so great just because you managed to beat Zhuo Liqun by a few moves."

"How could you Qi Refining stage trash possibly comprehend the true strength of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator?"

"If Zhuo Liqun, a mere Foundation Establishment stage parasite, can't beat you, then let me show you how powerful we are."

As he spoke, he made a hand seal, and a three-foot-long, crimson spirit sword covered with skulls appeared in his hand.

This guy looks like a refined scholar, but the weapon he uses is so ferocious.

Upon seeing the knife, some people's expressions immediately turned grim.

"Damn it, isn't that the Bloodthirsty Scholar? What's he doing here?"

"This guy actually wants to join the Zheng family? I think he's just delusional. Even if the Zheng family has fallen into corruption, they would never accept someone like this into the family, would they?"

"That's hard to say. The Zheng family's current situation may not be that good. Having someone like that do the dirty work might not be a bad option."

“If the Zheng family really didn’t want to take in someone like him, this guy wouldn’t have even made it this far, right? I think the Zheng family has designs on him.”

"This is going to be good. The Bloodthirsty Scholar is no pushover. If he makes a move, this kid named Zhang Yunfan is definitely doomed."

Some people even gloated and egged him on: "Kid, you should have heard of the Bloodthirsty Scholar, right? Unlike Zhuo Liqun, he won't hold back. If you don't want to die, you'd better admit defeat."

The speaker used magic to amplify his voice, causing it to appear both near and far, making it difficult to discern who was speaking.

The Bloodthirsty Scholar seemed quite pleased with the sensation he had caused.

The smug smile on his face was impossible to suppress.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Yunfan with murderous intent: "Kid, don't blame me for bullying you. I'll just suppress my cultivation to the Qi Refining stage and fight you, just like that good-for-nothing Zhuo Liqun."

"Today, I'll show you that even if you suppress your cultivation to the Qi Refining stage, a Foundation Establishment cultivator is not someone you insects can easily desecrate. Make your move."

Having said that, he didn't give Zhang Yunfan any time to react and slashed at him with his knife.

The long red sword covered in skulls emitted a piercing shriek when swung, sending shivers down one's spine.

Seeing this, everyone secretly cursed their shamelessness.

Although this Bloodthirsty Scholar did suppress his cultivation to the Qi Refining stage, the long sword he used was actually a Foundation Establishment stage magic weapon.

Even with the cultivation level of Qi Refining, one cannot unleash the true power of this sword.

However, it is not something that an ordinary Qi Refining stage cultivator could withstand.

It can be said that the Bloodthirsty Scholar didn't even need to exert any effort; the Foundation Establishment stage magic weapon alone was something that Zhang Yunfan, a mere Qi Refining stage cultivator, couldn't withstand.

"He deserves to die!" Zheng Yi, hidden within Zhang Yunfan's sea of ​​consciousness, roared in fury.

That mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, that dog-like thing, dares to play tricks on him.

Does this guy really think that being in the Foundation Establishment stage is something special?

He had killed countless cultivators at the Crystallized Golden Core stage, so a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator was no different from an ant in his eyes, yet he dared to be so arrogant.

Even though he is now just a fragment of his original divine consciousness, killing this guy would be no easier than crushing a mosquito.

Just as Zheng Yi was about to kill the guy, two voices, one in front and one behind, interrupted his actions.

"stop!"

"you dare!"

Zhuo Liqun and Wei Siling stood on either side, their long halberds and short blades crossed, perfectly blocking the Bloodthirsty Scholar's attack.

The moment they made contact, the Bloodthirsty Scholar was immediately startled.

Although he suppressed his cultivation to the Qi Refining stage, the force transmitted from the weapons of the two men brought him immense pressure.

He could vaguely sense that these two people were stronger than him.

The Bloodthirsty Scholar tensed up and retreated rapidly, wary of the two men's sneak attack.

Unfortunately, neither Zhuo Liqun nor Wei Siling seemed to have any intention of making a move.

Instead, it highlights the nervous, bloodthirsty scholar, making him seem like a clown who sees snakes in the shadows.

"Zhuo Liqun... what do you mean by this? Are you trying to bully me by outnumbering me and this fellow Daoist?" The Bloodthirsty Scholar wanted to rebuke the two, but after speaking, he realized that he did not know Wei Siling, so he had to change his words.

Zhuo Liqun raised his halberd and pointed it at the Bloodthirsty Scholar: "You insidious villain, how dare you spout such slander?"

"You claim to be suppressing your cultivation, yet you actually use a Foundation Establishment stage magic weapon. Do you think I'm blind?"

Wei Siling sneered disdainfully, "Hypocrite, if you want to harm my master, you'll have to get past me first." Her face was flushed, like a ripe apple, adding to her beauty and charm.

Little did she know, at that moment, Wei Siling wished she could tear a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

He kept cursing under his breath: "This damn contract, once I break this contract, I will definitely cut you, Zhang Yunfan, into seventeen or eighteen pieces. You just wait."

Although she did want to save people, she said these words under the influence of the contract.

Wei Siling could clearly feel that, as time went on, the contract had an increasingly greater impact on her.

Often, what she thinks and does is completely different from what she says.

The other cultivators around were secretly lamenting that the Bloodthirsty Scholar's sneak attack hadn't even caught sight of that despicable brat, Zhang Yunfan.

On the surface, however, they were all denouncing the Bloodthirsty Scholar.

"That's right. A Foundation Establishment cultivator resorting to such methods to deal with a Qi Refining cultivator is too despicable."

"Bloodthirsty Scholar, you wouldn't be doing this because you weren't confident of winning, would you?"

"You say others have disgraced Foundation Establishment cultivators, but I think you're the most disgraced one."

"You can't say that. It's all about the winner taking all. If the Bloodthirsty Scholar really wins, that would be quite remarkable." Someone said sarcastically, "If he really wins, a Foundation Establishment cultivator easily killing a Qi Refining cultivator with a magic weapon and a sneak attack, how amazing would that be?"

These words were incredibly malicious. Even though that was exactly what the Bloodthirsty Scholar had planned, he was now being ridiculed and left speechless.

Originally, after the sneak attack failed, the Bloodthirsty Scholar was thinking of taking the opportunity to retreat.

He wanted to get rid of Zhang Yunfan, but didn't want to have a direct conflict with Zhuo Liqun.

Now that I've been provoked by someone's words, I don't even have the face to back down.

So he gritted his teeth and said, "I was just joking with this kid. How could I possibly bully a junior with my magic weapon?"

As he spoke, he retrieved the crimson sword that had been whistling incessantly, and casually drew out a plain iron longsword that was so ordinary that it couldn't even be considered a magic weapon.

Brush brush!
It swung three times in the air, producing a piercing whistling sound.

Just from those three empty swings, it's clear that this guy's swordsmanship is not to be underestimated.

Seeing that the guy wasn't going to try anything else, Zhuo Liqun didn't say anything more, but turned to ask Zhang Yunfan what he thought: "Brother Zhang, do you accept this guy's challenge?"

While questioning Zhang Yunfan, he secretly warned him telepathically: "Brother Zhang, don't accept this guy's challenge. He's a notoriously treacherous and despicable fellow."

"The reason I attacked you was simply to make a name for myself."

"Don't be fooled by his claims that he'll suppress his cultivation to the Qi Refining stage to fight you. I guarantee that once he realizes he can't beat you in terms of technique, he'll definitely resort to some despicable and insidious methods."

“It’s not impossible that he could secretly use it, or even unleash his Foundation Establishment stage cultivation to kill you on the spot.”

“At that time, I’m afraid it would be difficult for me to help you.”

Zhang Yunfan had considered this issue before.

After all, this guy was already being dishonest right from the start, and Zhang Yunfan was the first to doubt that such a guy could keep his promise.

However, before he could weigh the pros and cons, Zheng Yi in his sea of ​​consciousness snorted coldly and said, "Agree to him."

"That ignorant fool dares to lay a hand on my disciple! Does he think I'm some clay Buddha who has no temper?"

"If I don't teach this guy a lesson today, I'll have lived in vain."

Zheng Yi was furious. Since his transmigration, whether it was emperors, generals, or cultivators, he had manipulated them all.
Today, he was almost tricked by a Foundation Establishment stage guy who, in his eyes, was no different from an insect.

How can he sleep soundly if he doesn't get revenge?
Seeing Zheng Yi's firm stance, Zhang Yunfan had no choice but to agree: "In that case, I will listen to my master."

Having made up his mind, Zhang Yunfan smiled and said to Zhuo Liqun, "As a cultivator, one should not be afraid of the enemy. Since this fellow Daoist wants to give me some guidance, I have no reason to refuse."

This time, Wei Siling panicked and immediately sent a telepathic message to Zhang Yunfan: "Are you crazy... Master?"

"This guy is clearly here to kill you. You know what he's up to, yet you still insist on walking right into his trap?"

"If anything happens to you, Master, I won't live either."

Wei Siling suddenly raised the dagger and stabbed it hard into her own palm.

The sharp dagger easily pierced the palm, drawing blood profusely.

The intense pain distorted Wei Siling's beautiful face, but even so, she still wore a smile, making her look as bizarre as could be.

"Are you... alright?" Zhang Yunfan asked with concern, not understanding why Wei Siling had suddenly harmed herself.

The excruciating pain caused Wei Siling's lips to twitch uncontrollably: "Master, I'm alright, thank you..."

Phew!

Before she could finish her sentence, she stabbed her own palm again.

This time, they clearly exercised more restraint, but the wound was still quite frightening.

Zhang Yunfan was stunned. How come he had never noticed before that Wei Siling had a tendency towards self-harm?

Although he didn't understand why, Zhang Yunfan could sense that it was probably related to him.

Therefore, he decided to let Wei Siling calm down for a while.

"The Bloodthirsty Scholar, is it? I accept your challenge."

Seeing Zhang Yunfan agree so readily and generously, as if he didn't take him seriously at all, the Bloodthirsty Scholar was furious.

Does someone at the mere Qi Refining stage really think they're so great?
Since you're courting death, don't blame me for being ruthless: "Very well! You're much more decisive than some of those who hesitate. In that case, take this."

After saying a few words to Zhuo Liqun, the Bloodthirsty Scholar launched another attack on Zhang Yunfan.

Zhuo Liqun was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but at this moment he could only step back helplessly, giving the two space to fight.

Wei Siling also breathed a sigh of relief. She was becoming more and more deeply affected by the contract, so it was better to talk to Zhang Yunfan less for now.

The most terrifying aspect of this contract is that every time someone is controlled by the contract to call the other party "master," a terrifying sense of identification arises deep within their heart.

It was as if she were Zhang Yunfan's servant.

If she doesn't break free from this master-servant contract soon, Wei Siling suspects that even if the contract is dissolved one day, she won't be able to escape this identity. (End of Chapter)