Master of Strange Dao

"The little prince of King Liang Mansion is only this good? Isn't it embarrassing, claiming to be Sixth Tier, but relying on Spiritual Medicine to prop up his silver spear head?"

"I'm standing here and letting you hit me. If I shout 'ouch,' then I'm your grandpa."

Stone was being hammered all over the place, yet the smile on his face became increasingly twisted. Heat surged through his body, and his entire aura was gradually rising.

"Hey, you over there, the princely heir from King Hui Mansion, in Dazhen, not even doing Body Refinement, so weak that you're worse than our family dog.

Such a waste, I stand still and let you chop, yet your Magical Treasure would still miss, truly putting the mansion to shame.

Come, come, chop here, quickly before you miss the person."

Stone stretched his neck, looking like a rogue ready for killing with a mocking expression.

The cultivator opposite was so enraged that his breath faltered, and even when controlling a Flying Blade to strike down, he still missed.

Seeing Stone's expression of shaking his head and sighing, he couldn't hold back any longer. Breath stuck in his throat, his eyes rolled back, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Out of breath...

A group of lackeys jumped in fright and hurriedly took the princely heir from King Hui Mansion away.

The people left on King Liang's side also realized they weren't a match and retreated along.

Stone stood alone in place, with his clothes in tatters, swaying his head and taking a deep breath.

"Oh, it's been a long time since I've felt this great..."

As he spoke, he took out a golden ball and swallowed it.

A dull sound came from inside his body, and his flesh grew a bit stronger.

"Wife, let's keep moving, we mustn't let the prestige of King Xiang's Mansion be weakened."

Stone's wife couldn't help but sigh. Leaving Jinlan Mountain meant completely losing control. Stone was letting himself loose, with a glimmer in his eyes, clearly planning to stir up trouble all the way back. No wonder he previously said there's no need to inform the family first. Such a grown-up still needs family to pick him up, isn't it embarrassing?

Seeing the dangerous gleam in his wife's eyes, Stone hunkered down three inches and came close.

"Don't worry, I didn't fight back at all, I didn't hurt anyone.

I stood there letting him hit me, my Realm isn't even as high as his. He was so angry he spat blood; how is that my fault?

If he's not ashamed, feel free to call for help.

If King Hui Mansion wants to bully the small with the big, let them make a bigger fool of themselves."

"..." Stone's wife was silent for a long time, only allowing Stone to go stir up trouble.

She had wanted to beat up the princely heir of King Hui Mansion for a long time, but just hadn't had the chance yet.

She previously worried Stone might not adapt to Dazhen.

The facts proved she overthought it; rather, the people of Dazhen might not adapt to Stone.

When out and about, they mustn't embarrass people from Jinlan Mountain; likewise, they mustn't shame King Xiang Mansion upon returning home.

Stone probably intends to face off all the way through.

Were anyone else doing this, there wouldn't be much to say, but Stone, it just feels odd.

As they continued on, entering Dazhen's territory, heading towards King Xiang's Mansion along this stretch of road,

Stone physically engaged in over a dozen brawls.

Either running into people from King Xiang's Manor who were on bad terms, sparking trouble and fighting outright,

or when encountering murder and robbery, he unsheathed his sword to help, ending up with a bruised face, yet not retreating a step, his crazed look frightening people off.

King Xiang's Mansion received news midway, leading the Big Housekeeper to come greet them personally.

The Big Housekeeper saw Stone ahead brawling with people, stroked his beard smilingly, and nodded repeatedly.

"I used to worry that the young lady would be bullied when married out.

Now I don't worry anymore, this Stone, if nothing else, definitely has spirit.

Quite a bit resembling my Dazhen lads, look, facing an encirclement of four or five Sixth Tiers, he didn't retreat a step.

Even dared to mock them, bearing all the force, truly a tough guy.

The Prince likes such outspoken tough guys the most, and I like them too."

Stone's wife was speechless, not knowing what to say for a long while.

She'd never share her husband's secrets with outsiders.

However, on the surface, he indeed seemed tough, facing adversity without backing down; Dazhen folks truly admired people like this.

Stone was being beaten so much heat was coming off his whole body. The recently swallowed golden ball was already refined, his body as if a red-hot branding iron, although if he didn't speak mocking words, he'd indeed look particularly intimidating.

He battled it out almost all day, causing several individual cultivators to collapse from fatigue, yet Stone just grew more spirited.

Only then did the instigators cease because they had entered King Xiang's territory.

Before they even reached the place, news of his deeds had spread.

All in one go, he dealt with all those from Sealed King Manor who were at odds with King Xiang's Mansion.

The princely heir of King Hui Mansion became a primary target of ridicule.

The man stood still, yet they couldn't hit him, shamed into spitting blood and fleeing midway.

Other Sealed Kings held their noses in tolerance, unable to send Great Cultivators to bully the small with the big; that'd be even more humiliating.

In King Xiang's Mansion, King Xiang laughed heartily upon receiving the report.

This was the Dazhen way, fighting wasn't shameful—whoever lost was embarrassing, but losing wasn't truly embarrassing; backing down was.

No wonder Dazhen had the most Body Cultivators, as they best represented these values.

Stone might have seemed perpetually in a state of being beaten, but everyone thought him a tough guy.

The tough guy from Jinlan Mountain was even tougher than those from Dazhen.

Sitting in the Jade Chariot, Stone wore a constant smile, plotting inwardly.

This trip was worthwhile, indeed needing those who wanted to beat him to death for the best effect.

Now he was almost ready for advancement again.

No, suppress it a bit more, wait a little longer, as Second Uncle said, advancing naturally yields the highest potential.