Seizing the Nest

After killing these two, Lu Ze found some pills and spirit stones from them. Noticing that the soft sword of Hao Hai was of good quality, he decided to keep it too.

After finishing, he sat in the square for a while to rest. Once he regained some strength, he dragged his injured right foot and headed down the mountain.

As he left the disciple peak, Lu Ze looked back at the square on the mountaintop. It was where he had killed two people. Although they deserved it, it was still his first time killing a living person. He was afraid that they might play possum and suddenly appear behind him.

Throughout his journey, his heart remained tense. Even with his visible and rapid recovery of the injured right foot, he was still vigilant.

Fortunately, he did not encounter the imagined faces along the way. As he descended from the disciple peak, his anxious heart gradually calmed.

"Hehe, little guy, it's your first time killing someone, right?"

The old man in Lu Ze's ,mind sensed his changes and laughed lightly.

"Yeah, Senior, I appreciate your help earlier."

Lu Ze blushed slightly and expressed his gratitude to the old man.

"Hahaha, don't be so polite. Helping you is also helping myself!"

"Alright, little guy, I'll rest for a while. Take care of yourself!"

The old man's laughter echoed, and his voice gradually faded.

Hearing this, Lu Ze didn't continue to disturb him. Although the old man's origins were mysterious, he didn't seem to have any ill intentions. Instead, he had been a lifesaver for Lu Ze during a critical moment.

After a brief conversation with the old man, Lu Ze's heart completely relaxed, and he began walking toward his residence.

He took the main path, and along the way, some disciples who saw him couldn't help but show disdain and mockery, pointing fingers at him.

It was clear that these people were discussing the incident where Lu Ze supposedly spied on Mu Yunyue.

Although the outer sect of the Qiantian Sect wasn't large, significant events would create a lot of buzz.

Lu Ze didn't bother with these gossipmongers. While his current strength could silence some people, it couldn't prevent the endless gossip from spreading.

As he walked, Lu Ze's visibly recovering right foot went unnoticed by those around him. Fortunately, he didn't encounter any of the expected confrontations on his way down from the disciple peak. His anxious heart gradually calmed.

To seek justice, Lu Ze had no choice but to defeat the one who started it all. Otherwise, even if Lu Ze revealed the true story in front of everyone, all he would get was mockery, disdain, and perhaps even stronger ridicule. They would laugh at his foolishness, mock his stupidity, and ridicule him as utterly foolish.

"Mu Yunyue, I will make you pay for this!"

Lu Ze clenched his fists, vowing silently in his heart. However, upon returning to his residence, the scene he witnessed almost made him lose his temper.

"Quickly, throw everything out of here. If delayed, explain it to the Young Master yourselves if he gets angry!"

Outside his residence, a crowd was surging. A haughty, white-clad young girl was loudly ordering several youths to throw out the items from his residence as if discarding trash.

"Bastard, stop this! Who gave you the right to deal with my belongings?"

Lu Ze angrily stepped forward and shouted loudly.

"Hmm? It's you. Weren't you supposed to be dead?"

The white-clad girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful face and a well-proportioned figure, turned her head upon hearing Lu Ze's voice.

A trace of astonishment flashed across her face as if the lively Lu Ze standing before her was unexpected. Wasn't this guy supposed to be killed and dead on the disciple peak for provoking Mu Yunyue? How could he still be standing here?

But soon, she regained her composure, her beautiful face turning cold. She looked at Lu Ze with disdain and contempt, "Since you're not dead, you better get lost. Such a good place is wasted on a useless person like you. It's been taken by our Young Master!"

After saying that, she paid no attention to Lu Ze, continuing to urge the people around her to throw out the belongings and paying Lu Ze no attention.

Although Lu Ze's cultivation was stronger than hers, she was the servant girl of the number one on the Outer Sect Prodigy Ranking, the personal maid of the Young Master. Even though she wasn't a disciple of the Qiantian Sect, her identity and her close relationship with the Young Master made countless people flatter and fawn over her.

"Just leave, Lu Ze. You should go quickly, or you might accidentally get a beating!"

The crowd around them echoed in agreement with the white-clad girl.

"Brother Xue wants your room to be her maid's quarters. This is your three lifetimes of honor!"

"Exactly, you've occupied this room for three years, and it's time to give it up!"

Others in the crowd couldn't help but burst into laughter, enjoying the spectacle of Lu Ze's predicament.

The location of Lu Ze's room was indeed the best one. When he joined the Qiantian Sect, due to his far superior cultivation compared to others of the same age, he received special attention and was given the best treatment.

The room had double the spiritual energy concentration compared to ordinary disciples' rooms. Many disciples envied him for it, but due to the sect's rules, ordinary disciples could only look on with envy and didn't dare to claim it for themselves.

Some elite disciples on the talent list didn't even bother to care about such a room. But now, this excellent room was about to be given to a maidservant.

Thinking about it, many people couldn't help but feel sorry for Lu Ze.

Indeed, a woman had advantages. As long as whispering in the Young Master's ears enough, everything was possible!

Ignoring the mockery and ridicule around him, Lu Ze walked forward and stood in front of the white-clad girl. Amidst her surprised gaze, he raised his hand and delivered a resounding slap across her face.

Snap!

The crisp sound echoed, making the surrounding air seem frozen. Everyone was stunned.

Lu Ze dared to hit that girl?

Was he crazy? Or too bold?

Didn't he know that she was Xue Chenyi, the first on the talent list, and a personal maidservant of the Young Master?

"You—How dare you hit me!"

Not only did everyone find it unbelievable, but the white-clad girl, clutching her painful and burning cheek, stared at Lu Ze in shock. Her beautiful eyes were filled with anger and fear.

She had never expected Lu Ze to hit her.

How could he dare to hit her?

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Lu Ze said nothing and continued slapping her, delivering six or seven resounding slaps in quick succession. Each slap was executed with full force, leaving the white-clad girl sprawling on the ground, half of her face swollen like a pig's head, wailing in agony.

"You're just a little maidservant. What do I have to fear? Even if I kill you, who would care?" Lu Ze's gaze was icy as he looked down on her from above.

The white-clad girl, now devoid of her previous arrogance, trembled with fear and anger. She covered her face, which was half-swollen, and struggled to speak coherently.

She never expected that this well-known waste would dare to threaten to kill her. Although she wasn't a disciple of the Qiantian Sect, she was Xue Chenyi's woman and ranked first on the outer disciples' talent list. How could this waste dare to treat her like this?

"Stop, Lu Ze! Are you still a man? How dare you lay hands on a woman! Today, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of Senior Brother Xue!"

At this moment, an angry voice suddenly sounded, and a white-clad youth stepped forward, glaring at Lu Ze. His face was filled with anger, and his entire body exuded a righteous aura, resembling a chivalrous hero ready to help those in need.

It was a great opportunity for him to establish a connection with Xue Chenyi.

"Go to hell!"

Without waiting for Lu Ze to react, the white-clad youth shot forward, unleashing a terrifying force as he swept fiercely toward Lu Ze. The forceful wind whistled, causing a stinging sensation on onlookers' faces.

At this moment, everyone witnessed the speed and power of the white-clad youth, and their faces changed simultaneously. This person had actually reached the Postnatal Realm, the Fifth Stage — a remarkable existence among the many disciples present.

Lu Ze, at the mere Postnatal Realm, First Stage, would likely be kicked to death by someone of such strength.

"Get lost!"

In the blink of an eye, Lu Ze also made a move. Amid the astonished gazes of the crowd, he forcefully kicked the white-clad youth in the chest.

Bang! A tremendous force hit the white-clad youth's body, causing him to spew blood and fly backward. He soared over the towering human wall at the edge, eventually plummeting like a sandbag, unconscious.

Although the white-clad youth possessed formidable strength, Lu Ze, being at Postnatal Realm Seventh Stage, had a strength that surpassed him by a hundredfold. Under Lu Ze's full force, how could the white-clad youth withstand it?

"He's reached the Postnatal Realm Seventh Stage?"

Seeing this scene, the surrounding people were instantly stunned. The white-clad maidservant lying on the ground also wore a dumbfounded expression.

No one could have expected that Lu Ze would incapacitate a cultivator at the Postnatal Realm Fifth Stage with a single kick. The aura he released earlier wasn't just at the Postnatal Realm First Stage; it seemed to possess the strength of the Postnatal Realm Seventh Stage.

"But... Postnatal Realm Seventh Stage?"

People stared at Lu Ze in shock and disbelief. Lu Ze, who was supposed to be a waste, had become so powerful?

"Is my foot healed?"

Lu Ze was also shocked and subconsciously looked at his right foot. Despite the previous injuries caused by Hao Hai, there was no pain whatsoever from that forceful kick.

Looking at his intact right foot, a trace of surprise flashed through Lu Ze's eyes.

However, he quickly suppressed his astonishment. His face remained as cold as frost while ordering a few frightened youths who had moved his belongings to restore them to their original state.

Seeing that things didn't go as they had expected, the crowd dispersed, afraid that Lu Ze might come after them.

"Lu Ze, just wait. You will regret it!"

The white-clad maidservant, covering her swollen face, got up. Before leaving, she gave Lu Ze a fierce glare, threatening him. In her heart, Lu Ze was still just a waste, and being humiliated like this in public was a great disgrace.

"That's enough!"

Furious at her words, Lu Ze struck out a powerful wave of energy. In the astonished gaze of everyone, the energy directly shattered the maidservant's skull.