I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Chapter 339 - 323: The Ferocious Master Wang

Of course, everyone knew this was an impersonation, but impersonation was still a crime. Demon Cultivators loved nothing more than to kick a man when he was down. The other Sect Leaders all pinned the blame on Li Gui, the Sect Leader of the Ghost Heart Sect. He would have to bear considerable responsibility for this incident.

Of course, the other person who had to bear responsibility was Wang Meng.

That name was seared viciously into Zhang Mang’s heart. A mere lost disciple had ruined his entire plan. In Zhang Mang’s mind, even flaying him, pulling out his bones, and refining his soul with fire wouldn’t be enough to quell his hatred.

If Master Wang knew that a Great Perfection expert was so obsessed with him, it was hard to say whether he’d be pleased or troubled.

During Wang Meng’s absence from the Cultivation Academy, the Little Holy Hall had encountered all sorts of troubles. They had barely managed to establish their faction, only to face suppression and harassment from the Demon Refining Faction on all fronts. There had been numerous battles. Unexpectedly, however, the Little Holy Hall did not collapse without Wang Meng. They held on. In addition to the strength of Ma Tian’Er and Li Tianyi, Mingren displayed surprising toughness and power, thwarting the Demon Refining Faction’s plan to dismantle the Holy Hall Faction.

Despite this, both Hex Zui and Ning Zhiquan were injured. Fortunately, the two were patient and not easily angered by provocations.

Li Tianyi’s injuries were more severe. Whenever there was a provocation, Li Tianyi would never let it slide. He didn’t care about the consequences; he’d fight first and ask questions later. If he could win, he’d fight. If he couldn’t, he’d still fight!

But the Demon Refining Faction was truly relentless, targeting them with constant attacks.

Inside the Little Holy Hall, everyone was discussing countermeasures. If this continued, it wasn’t just a question of whether the Holy Hall Faction could survive; they wouldn’t even be able to maintain their normal Cultivation.

"I’ve had enough! Luo Xian has gone too far. I’m going to fight him to the death!"

Li Tianyi roared. It was one thing for the Demon Refining Faction to attack, but what was most shameless was that this guy was a total scoundrel. He used every dirty trick in the book without any restraint. He was truly the gangster of Cultivators.

"Tianyi, you need to control your emotions. We can’t give the Demon Refining Faction an opening, or none of us will leave this place alive!"

Hex Zui said. His injuries weren’t light either. The Demon Refining Faction had its experts, but Hex Zui was no slouch himself. However, they were simply outnumbered. Faced with constant provocations, Hex Zui and the others couldn’t hold out.

"Brother Hex, I’m trying to endure it, but I can’t!"

In comparison, Ma Tian’Er was more level-headed. She would endure what she could, and fight when she couldn’t.

"The Demon Refining Faction’s shamelessness is well-known, but to have people from above the Thirtieth Layer challenge those of us below it... their shamelessness has reached a new level. We can’t let this go on."

Mingren said. Formal challenges were forbidden, but the Demon Refining Faction had plenty of dirty tricks, and there was no defending against them. A while ago, when they saw that those below the Thirtieth Layer couldn’t handle Ma Tian’Er and Li Tianyi, they switched to using people from above the Thirtieth Layer.

"Junior Brother Li, your priority right now is Cultivation. You need to reach the Thirtieth Layer as soon as possible. Set aside fighting for now."

Jiangg Qingqing said, "If it really comes to it, I’ll ask Sister Yuyue to see if the Dragon King Faction can intervene."

The academy didn’t really get involved in conflicts between factions. As long as the academy’s rules weren’t openly violated, it was practically self-governed. In such situations, factions actually became more useful.

It wasn’t that they hadn’t considered it. They had even thought about having Ma Tian’Er ask the Empress Faction for help, but... this was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. It was hard to ask for such a favor.

Suddenly, Ma Tian’Er’s Star Ring flashed. A smile spread across her face. "I have good news, everyone! Senior Brother Wang is back!"

The Little Holy Hall fell silent for a moment. "Damn, that guy’s finally back! Where is he?"

Wang Meng’s disappearance these past few days had added another layer of pressure to their already dire situation.

BOOM...

The main door of the Little Holy Hall was kicked open, and a group of people swaggered in.

"Damn, so this is the Little Holy Hall. You sure made us look for you!"

"Does this look like a Holy Hall? Wow, so magnificent! To think there’s such a tiny doghouse in this godforsaken place!"

More than a dozen Demon Refining Faction Cultivators flooded in, kicking and smashing things wantonly.

The group, who had thought Wang Meng had returned, felt their anger surge. Hex Zui still held them back.

"Luo Yu, what are you doing here!"

"Nothing much! We’re just here for a friendly exchange between factions, came to have a look!" Luo Yu laughed. "Ah, what is this piece of junk? It’s a real eyesore."

CRASH...

A table was smashed to pieces.

Li Tianyi was furious. "Luo Yu, are you looking to die!"

"Ah, and who might this be? So it’s Li Tianyi. I hear you’re pretty tough. What, you don’t like what you see? Come on, then. Challenge me."

Luo Yu eyed Li Tianyi sideways, taunting him relentlessly.

Luo Yu was an expert from the thirty-eighth layer and Luo Xian’s younger brother. He had given himself the nickname "Little Demon Monarch." With Luo Xian backing him, everyone had to give him face. His favorite pastime was bullying the weak, especially those like Li Tianyi who liked to put up a fight.

Ning Zhiquan blocked Li Tianyi. If Li Tianyi accepted the challenge himself, Luo Yu could kill him without consequence. This was why they were constantly provoking them, though they hadn’t expected them to show up at their door.

"Luo Yu, what exactly do you want!" Hex Zui said in a low voice.

"Hmph, what do I want? You bunch of ungrateful fools. What do you think this place is? We gave you a choice, and you dared to oppose my big brother. I don’t want much. I just want you dead!"

Luo Yu said with a lecherous smile, "However, if *she* is willing to serve me obediently... if she serves me well, maybe I’ll beg my big brother to spare you all."

His lackeys roared with laughter. Hex Zui and the others were enraged, and Ma Tian’Er’s face turned red with anger. She had been subjected to this kind of harassment constantly of late, but they all knew the other side was doing it deliberately to provoke them into a fight.

SLAP~~~

A resounding slap struck Luo Yu across his leering face, spinning him in a full circle. His right cheek swelled up instantly.

"Who? Who was that?!" Luo Yu was stunned. Ever since entering the Cultivation Academy, he had been under Luo Xian’s protection. When had he ever suffered such a humiliation? His voice became shrill.

SLAP...

Another slap. This time it was Luo Yu’s left cheek. The force of the blow was heavy; not only did his left cheek swell up, but two of his teeth were knocked out. Still, he couldn’t even see who had hit him.

"What stray dog is barking in here?"

Wang Meng’s voice rang out. Instantly, a smile broke through the anger on Ma Tian’Er’s face. Wang Meng walked in. "A good dog doesn’t block the path. What’s going on? I’m gone for a few days, and no one’s taken out the trash?"

"Hehe, we’ve been sweeping for days. We were just waiting for you to come back and do a big clean-up," Mingren said with a laugh.

"Haha, my apologies. I took a little trip and came back a bit late."

Wang Meng walked forward, and the group of Demon Cultivators, intimidated by his presence, unconsciously parted to make way for him.

"You’re courting death!"

A Body Cultivator from the Demon Refining Faction threw a punch. Seeing Luo Yu at a disadvantage, how could he pass up this chance to curry favor?

CRACK

BOOM...

Wang Meng struck backhanded, snapping the attacker’s arm. He blocked with a leg, knocking the man to the ground, and stomped down on his head. The Demon Cultivator’s head was smashed into the floor, leaving him half-dead.

It all happened in a flash. From the sneak attack to its conclusion took but the blink of an eye. Even the people from the Demon Refining Faction were stunned.

Wang Meng slowly bent down, picked up a corner of his opponent’s robe, and wiped his hands.

"Your name’s Luo-something, right? Seeing as you have such a punchable face, I challenge you to a duel!"

Wang Meng said, gazing at Luo Yu with a smile.

Luo Yu was uncertain and alarmed. A Demon Cultivator beside him quickly whispered an introduction about Wang Meng. Upon hearing that his opponent was merely someone below Level 30, Luo Yu relaxed. He glanced around and saw no one else.

"Fine! I’ll accept your life-or-death battle!"

’No matter who hit him just now, this brat was going to die.’

Luo Yu drew his sword. The crowd quickly backed away. Wang Meng didn’t move, just watched his opponent with a faint smile.

Luo Yu gave a savage grin as his Elemental Power erupted. His aura surged as he lunged at Wang Meng with his sword.

SHING...

Luo Yu felt himself getting closer and closer to Wang Meng, but then he suddenly realized he was looking at his own body.

The Little Holy Hall fell deathly silent. In a single move, Luo Yu’s head had been chopped off.

Having returned from the Slaughter Space, having witnessed tens of thousands of Cultivators in a city-wide siege, and having seen Sect Leaders and old ancestors make their moves, Wang Meng’s standards were now on a completely different level. Most importantly, he had come to understand a certain truth: the so-called laws of the Star Alliance were nothing more than the law of the strong.

The true nature of the Star Alliance was to drive Cultivators to fight amongst themselves. The Cultivation Academy was just a watered-down version of the Slaughter Space.

His trip to the Slaughter Space had made Wang Meng understand the true cruelty of the Great Yuan Realm.

When a Saint Cultivator got vicious, they were the truly terrifying ones!

The Demon Cultivators present were all stunned by Wang Meng’s single sword strike. There was even an expert from above the fortieth layer among them, but even he hadn’t been able to clearly see Wang Meng’s attack.

The moment Wang Meng struck, a brilliant light burst forth from Mingren’s eyes.

But not even Hex Zui and the others had expected Wang Meng to actually kill Luo Yu.

"Wang Meng, do you have any idea who you just killed?!" Dong Gui shouted, finally realizing the gravity of the situation.

An evil smile played on Wang Meng’s lips. "Isn’t his name Luo Yu? Don’t tell me he’s Luo Xian’s father?"

"How dare you! You killed Luo Xian’s own brother! The Demon Refining Faction will not rest until you and your Holy Hall Faction are dead!"

Dong Gui roared.

Wang Meng looked coldly at the group of Demon Cultivators. "Did you think I was going to let you go? In one month, I will make your Demon Refining Faction disappear from the Cultivation Academy!"

’How has he become even more domineering and charming after being away for a while?’ sparks seemed to fly from Jiangg Qingqing’s eyes.

Dong Gui was taken aback. "Fine, you’ve got guts. We’ll see about this!"

The Demon Cultivators were intimidated by Wang Meng’s utterly ruthless attack. Magical Combat was constant in the Cultivation Academy, but it was rare to see someone who would kill so directly. Moreover, Wang Meng struck as if he were merely cutting grass, without the slightest hesitation.

"Take this piece of trash with you, and tell him it’s a gift from me, Wang Meng!"

Wang Meng casually tossed the head over. The members of the Demon Refining Faction were clearly in no mood to linger. One could only imagine what would happen when Luo Xian found out.

Intimidated by Wang Meng’s killing intent, the Demon Cultivators scurried away with their tails between their legs. Only then did Wang Meng break into a smile. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)