Legend of the Transcendent

The three of them quickly crossed the mountain ridge and arrived at a relatively flat area.

Occasionally, they would come across some cultivators on the way, but mostly they were ordinary mortals who would respectfully bow and step aside when they saw the three of them, allowing them to pass first.

This flat ground was quite large, and they could see many villages and manors.

More and more ordinary people appeared, and many fields covered in snow could be seen around them. It had been cloudy for the past few days, and the snow had not melted. However, it was not considered cold since there was no wind.

Mu Xiaoyin said, "Most of the people living here are mortals. The place where cultivators live is only on the mountain."

Various makeshift stalls began to appear on the roadside, including tea stalls, food stalls, and stalls selling daily necessities, all of which were very simple.

There were also many cultivators wearing low-level disciple clothing, who, like ordinary people, ate, drank tea, and shopped.

So, this road was quite lively.

A noisy commotion came from ahead, and soon people began to gather around to watch. It was human nature to watch the excitement, and this place was no exception.

Mi Xiaojing, Mu Xiaoyin, and Luo Bo were naturally curious, and strictly speaking, Mu Xiaoyin and Mi Xiaojing were teenagers, while Luo Bo was a real child.

The three of them followed the crowd to watch the commotion.

There were three fierce-looking men surrounding and beating up a person. The man was lying on the ground, holding his head and not making a sound, just curling up his body. The three men took turns kicking and stomping on him.

The beating was severe, but the man could only groan at most.

Mu Xiaoyin curiously asked the onlookers, "Uncle, why are they beating him? Did he steal something?"

The man had been watching the scene of the beating and had not noticed Mu Xiaoyin. He casually replied, "Steal? No, it's just that they didn't like him. They're just beating him up. As long as they don't kill him..."

Mu Xiaoyin was stunned. Although she had grown up in the Sword Heart Sect, she had never seen such bullying.

However, cultivators generally do not interfere in the affairs of mortals unless they know the person or it is a relative. Otherwise, they would not care about the life and death of mortals.

"Are you done yet?"

A deep voice sounded, and the man had been holding his head with both hands, protecting his vital organs while the three men continued to beat him.

"Oh...of course not! Brothers, let's keep beating him!"

The three men surrounded him again, kicking and stomping on him. One of them even found a wooden stick and beat him hard with it.

The man groaned, "This is too much..."

Mi Xiaojing's heart suddenly moved. He suddenly felt that the voice was familiar, but he couldn't react in time because the person speaking had covered his face.

The three men laughed loudly and beat him even more fiercely."Over the line? What do you mean by over the line... damn it, I'll beat you to death..."

"Hit him hard, how dare you talk back, keep hitting him!"

The man suddenly reached out and grabbed the wooden stick that was aimed at his head. He exerted force and the person holding the stick involuntarily loosened his grip as if he had been struck by a heavy blow.

Immediately after, the man lifted his hand and a burly man was lifted up and flew into the crowd of onlookers, causing several people to fall to the ground together.

The man flipped over and sat up, the wooden stick in his hand had already swung horizontally.

The stick cut through the air, making a whining sound. It struck the knee of the last burly man, making a cracking sound as the knee shattered. The wooden stick also broke.

Mi Xiaojing saw the man's face and his face changed drastically. He immediately rushed forward.

The originally fat Zhang Ke had become very thin. Although his expression was not angry, Mi Xiaojing could see his dissatisfaction.

When they were in Western Expansion Sect, Zhang Ke was Mi Xiaojing's junior brother. After Western Expansion Sect was destroyed and they were both captured by Sword Heart Sect, they went their separate ways. By chance, Mi Xiaojing entered Grass-Benevolence Hall and successfully infiltrated it, becoming Chen Shouyi's pill boy. His current status was even more powerful, as he was already an apprentice pill master, higher than the position of an outer disciple.

Zhang Ke was pitiful. He was also taken away by the people of Grass-Benevolence Hall, but he did not stay in Grass-Benevolence Hall. Instead, he was sent to a manor below and became a glorious laborer, mixed with ordinary people.

As Zhang Ke had no background and was a person who had robbed others, this meant that he had no status and anyone could bully him. Although his strength as an evolutionary was much stronger than that of ordinary people, he chose to endure and rarely fought back unless the other party went too far.

In general, Zhang Ke allowed others to beat and scold him and rarely fought back. According to his thoughts, these people could not kill him. Even if he was hit a few times, it would only hurt for a few days.

This time, the other party was really over the line. Even Zhang Ke, who had a good temper and was an honest person, could not help but resist.

When Mi Xiaojing saw Zhang Ke, he was stunned. He never knew that Zhang Ke was so miserable. In an instant, Mi Xiaojing exploded.

The three people had already been knocked down by Zhang Ke. At this time, someone spoke, "What a daring person!"

Mi Xiaojing took a step forward, but before he could speak, someone interrupted him with a stern shout.

Mu Xiaoyin pulled Mi Xiaojing and said, "Junior Brother, don't interfere..."Before Mi Xiaojing could speak, a low-level Cultivator walked unsteadily towards Zhang Ke. Mi Xiaojing followed suit, while Mu Xiaoyin couldn't hold him back and could only follow along.

Zhang Ke saw Mi Xiaojing at a glance and his eyes lit up. But then they dimmed and he shook his head slightly, signaling Mi Xiaojing not to come forward.

At this moment, Zhang Ke was still afraid of implicating Mi Xiaojing.

"The one who dares to hit me, do you have the guts? You three come here and continue to fight. If you're not satisfied with the beating, I'll beat you three bastards to death..."

This was a low-level Cultivator. Mi Xiaojing observed him for a moment and saw that he was in the early stage of Qi Refining and almost forty years old. From his dress, he could tell that this person had left the outer sect and was now a steward in some manor or Cultivator's home. In the eyes of ordinary mortals, this person was unattainable, but in Mi Xiaojing's eyes, he was just a lackey.

Generally, Cultivators didn't want to provoke such people because although their strength was weak, they often had powerful people behind them. In the Heart Sect, without a certain status in the sect, one couldn't afford to hire a Cultivator as a steward, even if that Cultivator was only in the early stage of Qi Refining.

The onlookers quickly retreated when they saw this person come out, exposing Mi Xiaojing and the others.

Mi Xiaojing forcefully shook off Mu Xiaoyin's hand and rushed forward directly.

The three ordinary mortals had just charged at Zhang Ke when Mi Xiaojing punched and kicked them, adding a word of true speech. 𝗯𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗼𝘃𝐞𝐥.𝗰𝗼𝐦

"Get lost!"