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Chapter 204 It's best to avoid making threatening remarks.
The leader was a tall, thin man with shifty eyes, named "Zhang Biao".

He was a notorious local bully in this outer sect area. Relying on his cousin who was a steward in the inner sect, he acted arrogantly and bullied the new disciples.

"Hey, isn't this our Qingluan Sect's new 'strongman'?"

Zhang Biao squinted at Li Zhe, his tone filled with undisguised mockery and contempt.

"I heard you're pretty capable, huh? You did the work of ten of us all by yourself?"

His henchmen behind him also burst into laughter.

Li Zhe ignored them and simply said, "Excuse me, I need to go water the plants."

"Watering?" Zhang Biao scoffed, stepped forward, and poked Li Zhe's arm, which was thicker than his thigh, with a finger. "What's the rush? Let's talk."

He paused, his eyes turning cold.

"New here, don't you know the rules? Do you even know who's protecting this medicinal herb garden?"

Li Zhe's brows furrowed slightly.

These guys are up to no good.

“I don’t care who’s protecting them.” His voice turned cold. “All I know is that if these medicinal herbs die of thirst, Elder Wang, who is in charge of the herb garden, will be unhappy.”

"Elder Wang?" Upon hearing this name, Zhang Biao showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, his laughter grew even more arrogant. "You think you can intimidate me with that old senile fool? Let me tell you, even if the Heavenly King himself came today, you'd still have to hand over your 'tribute' to me!"

"Respect?"

“That’s right!” Zhang Biao said matter-of-factly, “Ten low-grade spirit stones or equivalent spirit herbs every month! This is an unwritten rule among us outer disciples!”

Li Zhe found it amusing to look at his matter-of-fact attitude.

He finally understood.

These guys are a bunch of thugs who bully the weak and fear the strong, making a living by extorting newcomers.

What if I don't pay?

Li Zhe's voice was so calm, as if he were stating an objective fact.

"Not going to pay?" Zhang Biao's face instantly darkened. "Then don't blame us for... helping you 'loosen your muscles'!"

The moment he finished speaking, his henchmen grinned and surrounded Li Zhe.

Their hands were flashing with spiritual light, clearly indicating they were preparing to make a move.

"I advise you not to do this."

Li Zhe slowly placed the two wooden buckets, which together weighed over a thousand kilograms, on the ground.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, two shallow dents were smashed into the hard bluestone floor.

The menacing thugs, who had been so aggressive, froze instantly when they saw this scene.

They instinctively took a half step back.

This guy's strength...

That's fucking outrageous!

Zhang Biao's eye twitched involuntarily.

But relying on his Qi Refining Level 4 cultivation and the superior numbers, he stubbornly maintained his composure, shouting with a fierce but weak voice:

"What good is strength?! In the world of cultivation, what matters is magic! It's cultivation level!"

"Brothers! Charge! Let him know what it truly means that those below the fourth level of Qi Refining are nothing but ants!"

At his command, the henchmen mustered their courage and charged forward again.

In their hands, they held the most basic "Fireball" and "Wind Blade" spells, and colorful spiritual light rained down on Li Zhe!
However, this was a magical attack that would be fatal to ordinary people.

Li Zhe didn't even try to dodge.

He simply stood there quietly, letting the fireballs and wind blades bombard him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" After a series of muffled sounds, the smoke and dust dissipated.

Li Zhe remained calm and unharmed.

Even his worn-out combat uniform showed no signs of damage.

The spell, powerful enough to melt rocks and cut through steel, was like a tickle to him, leaving not even a white mark.

"This...this is impossible!"

Zhang Biao stared at the unbelievable scene before him, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

How could someone with a "useless spiritual root" who doesn't even have any spiritual energy fluctuations possibly withstand the magical attacks of several people with their physical body?!

This guy's body...

Is it made of iron?!

"Now, it's my turn."

Li Zhe's voice was like a cold wind from the deepest hell, icy and piercing.

There were no fancy moves or dazzling spells.

It's simply taking a step forward.

"boom--!"

An indescribable, terrifying pressure, filled with primal and violent energy, suddenly erupted!

Those henchmen, under this oppressive force, didn't even have time to utter a scream before they were struck hard as if by an invisible, ancient beast.

His body flew backward uncontrollably.

He coughed up blood, fell heavily to the ground, and immediately lost consciousness.

Only Zhang Biao remained, and because he was a little further away, he was fortunate enough to be standing.

But at this moment, he was already terrified, his legs trembling violently uncontrollably.

A yellow liquid slowly flowed out from his crotch...

Zhang Biao never imagined that he would run into a rock harder than a diamond today.

The seemingly harmless, even somewhat dull, "useless spiritual root" in front of him actually possessed a terrifying strength that was beyond his reach, even if he looked up to it!
This is no ordinary servant; this is clearly someone in human skin...

A ferocious beast in human form!

"Senior...Senior, spare my life! Senior, spare my life!"

Zhang Biao knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down his face, and kowtowed desperately to Li Zhe.

His arrogant and domineering demeanor had vanished, leaving only a deep-seated fear.

Li Zhe ignored his pleas for mercy.

He simply stepped forward slowly, and in that desperate gaze, grabbed his collar and lifted him up with one hand, like a chick.

"I ask, you answer."

Li Zhe's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.

"Don't you dare utter a single lie, or make me feel like you're playing tricks..."

He paused, then gently pressed his other hand against the hard bluestone floor.

"Click——"

A crisp sound.

The thick bluestone slab, as fragile as a biscuit, was easily pressed into a clear five-finger mark by him.

Zhang Biao stared at the deep finger marks and Li Zhe's calm, abyss-like eyes, and trembled so badly he almost fainted on the spot.

"Senior...Senior, please ask! This junior...This junior will answer to the best of my knowledge!"

(End of this chapter)