I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense - Chapter 492

Chapter 492: Chapter 493: The War Among the Brats
This place is bustling with activity, a never-ending stream of carriages and people, Li Xiaobai making his way through the market, more reminiscent of the shops within the secular world than the Cultivation World.

рlease,reading On ΒΟXΝOVEL.ϹʘM

Selling wine, meat, jewelry, anything a mortal might need could be found here, rich with the essence of the market.

It must be a place deep in decline, otherwise, such a bustling market would not exist. True places for cultivation are untouched by worldly matters; an area with such thin Spiritual Power in Aolai Country indeed.

“Kid, what’s your surname and name, where is this, and why haven’t I seen any cultivators?”

Li Xiaobai turned and asked the little brat behind him.

“Heh, you’re obviously a bumpkin. This is the fringe of Aolai Country, where Spiritual Power is scarce. Naturally, there aren’t many cultivators here. The real powerful seniors who can fly and burrow live in the core regions of Aolai Country. Daring to come here without knowing a thing, you’ve got quite the guts!”

“As for my name, only the strong deserve to know. A weakling who doesn’t even dare to step into the arena has no right to know!”

(vitag.Init = window.vitag.Init || []).push(function(){viAPItag.display(“vi_765923973”)})

The little brat looked down on Li Xiaobai with a supercilious gaze, utterly full of himself.

Li Xiaobai’s face turned so dark it seemed it might drip water, this little brat was unbearably arrogant, he wondered whom he learned it from.

He really wanted to fiercely discipline that Ya Ya sister the brat mentioned. If he ever encountered her, he would definitely spank her hard!

“Hey, what’s your cultivation level, realm? Why can’t I feel any Spiritual Power fluctuations from you?”

The little brat quietened down for a moment, then suddenly asked. He felt a sense of disharmony from Li Xiaobai, who seemed just like the ordinary mortals around with none of the features that a cultivator should possess.

If it hadn’t been for that portrait, he would probably just think of him as an ordinary person.

“Heh, a little brat dares to pry into my strength and cultivation level?”

“Such a fantasy!”

Li Xiaobai glanced disdainfully at him, hands behind his back, and said indifferently.

“Tch, big talker!”

The little brat rolled his eyes and stopped talking.

Seeing the little brat deflated, Li Xiaobai laughed silently to himself, he had finally turned the tables on him, just a little brat after all, which he could handle in minutes.

(vitag.Init = window.vitag.Init || []).push(function(){viAPItag.display(“vi_765923973”)})

A sense of accomplishment spontaneously arose. Although winning a quarrel with a little brat wasn’t something to be proud of, the sense of achievement was genuine, and that’s all that mattered, satisfying!

Just as Li Xiaobai was about to ask about the Zong Family, a group of people came face to face.

Yet another group of youths, all clad in Silk Brocade, with haughty and domineering demeanors, wherever they passed, the booths of vendors were kicked over.

“Dammit, if you’re in business, then do business properly. Do you realize you’re blocking my way?”

“I really don’t know what the Great Family Head is thinking, allowing these cultivation-less wastes to stay here. They should be banished to fend for themselves. They’re here every day with their stands, truly offending my eyes!”

The vendors could only fume in silence, enduring everything.

The young man in white leading them kicked over a few vendors’ booths, walking towards Li Xiaobai, and said with a grin:

“Yo, isn’t this Worthless Hu?”

“Worthless Hu, what are you doing slumming it in a place like this?”

“Should I say, does this bustling place even suit a waste like Worthless Hu?”

Li Xiaobai turned to look, somewhat astonished. The youths coming towards him turned out to be a group of little brats again, looking older than the little brat behind him, around fifteen or sixteen, at an age when they should be formally embarking on the path of cultivation.

The little brat behind him seemed afraid upon seeing these youths and shrank back behind Li Xiaobai, but still spoke with an unforgiving tone.

(vitag.Init = window.vitag.Init || []).push(function(){viAPItag.display(“vi_765923973”)})

“Heh, Brother Zhang, don’t you overdo it. Today, I have a powerful guardian by my side. If you don’t want to suffer, beat it!”

The little brat growled in anger.

Li Xiaobai was speechless. How did that bratty kid suddenly become such a coward?

Turns out he’s the type who bullies the weak and fears the strong.

And what’s with the names of these youngsters? ‘Zhang Mouth’, ‘Palm Face’, the person who named them must be a real genius.

“A guard?”

“What a joke. The Zong Family is about to be finished, where would you get a guard from?”

“This?”

“Don’t tell me you just picked up any random strong man from the roadside?”

Hearing this, a group of young men in front laughed heartily, their expressions filled with disdain. They sensed no threat from Li Xiaobai, not even a trace of Spiritual Power fluctuation; it was apparent he was just an ordinary person.

“Who are you?”

“Beat up this young master of the Zong Family. How much did he pay you? I’ll double it!”

(vitag.Init = window.vitag.Init || []).push(function(){viAPItag.display(“vi_765923973”)})

The youth named Zhang Mouth sneered, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. He too came from a family and knew very well that although Worthless Hu’s family had fallen, his vision wouldn’t be so poor as to rely on a mere mortal.

Is the person before them really just an ordinary man?

“Heh, my name is Li Xiaobai. I just happened to encounter this young master of the Zong Family and have no intention of involving myself in your affairs.”

Li Xiaobai clasped his fists politely, feeling quite dumbfounded. Why was he always getting into squabbles with kids lately?

He was supposed to be doing great things!

At the same time, he couldn’t help but to feel surprised as he discreetly sized up the bratty kid behind him. This kid was actually the young master of the Zong Family?

He wondered if it was good or bad luck, getting involved with this little ancestor; life wouldn’t be peaceful from now on.

“Li Xiaobai?”

“Have any of you heard of him?”

Zhang Mouth turned his head and asked the group of youths behind him.

“Just a bumpkin, what’s there to know? If he dares to meddle in Brother Zhang’s business, then he is asking for trouble!”

“Brother Zhang, take him to the fighting stage. Let these mortals witness the strength of us cultivators!”

(vitag.Init = window.vitag.Init || []).push(function(){viAPItag.display(“vi_765923973”)})

“Yeah, take him down!”

The group of young men wore cruel smiles, looking coldly at Li Xiaobai.

Many merchants in the distance had already packed up, preparing to leave. Several people shook their heads and sighed when they looked at Li Xiaobai. Clearly, they were accustomed to this sort of scene. But apart from sighing, there was nothing else they could do.

Mortals facing cultivators are like ants facing a giant elephant, no match at all.

Li Xiaobai retracted his gaze and asked the bratty kid behind him: “Are you a young master of the Zong Family?”

“Indeed, I am Zong Hu, the third young master of the Zong Family!”

The bratty kid raised his head proudly and said.

Li Xiaobai was speechless. Before he could say anything, the brat’s next statement completely dumbfounded him.

“Zhang Mouth, just a piece of trash at the Foundation Establishment Stage. You think gathering a bunch of losers is enough to defeat me?”

“I’m not afraid to tell you, standing before you is the number one talent of the Immortal Spirit Continent today, Li Xiaobai. If you don’t want to die, better scram!”