I Can Only Admit Defeat

After Zeng Jing left the small forest in the west of the city, he took a big detour and returned to the city. It was already late and it was time to sleep, so he found a cheap hotel and booked a dilapidated room.

Interestingly, this room was made of wood. It was perfect for cultivation.

He placed the three-colored golden lotus and two pieces of Icy Jade in the far corner of the wall to prevent the water-attribute items from affecting his cultivation. He returned to his bed and placed a ring of spiritual wood branches before sitting cross-legged in the middle of the spiritual wood branches. He didn't know if this was considered a Spirit Gathering Formation, but it was probably a weakened version.

He closed his eyes and began to circulate his Blazing Sun Flame Refining Art.

This Jinguan City could not be compared to Shu Mountain. The spiritual energy in Shu Mountain was dense, but Jinguan City was a secular world. The spiritual energy was thin. Even though it had the spiritual energy gathering effect of a pile of spiritual wood branches, it was still not enough. He could not feel much spiritual energy, so he naturally could not absorb much.

He had been cultivating for the entire night, but he didn't make much progress. He only felt that there was a little bit more fire-attribute spiritual energy in his Purple Mansion. He squatted pitifully in a corner of the Purple Mansion. In contrast, there was a 4.6 billion-year-old attributeless cultivation in the Purple Mansion. He looked at the newly arrived fire-attribute spiritual energy proudly like a big brother looking at his younger brother…

The fire-attribute spiritual energy felt that the pear was very big!

Zeng Jing couldn't help but sigh. F*ck, serious cultivation without cheating was really too slow. When would I be able to ride a flying sword? How could I act cool if I couldn't ride a flying sword? If cultivation wasn't about acting cool, it would be meaningless.

There was a commotion outside the window at dawn.

The morning in the big city was different. The sun had just risen, and the hardworking people had already gotten out of bed. The vendors began to hawk their wares. The old women carried baskets and went shopping, bargaining with the vendors. The carriages of the high-ranking officials and nobles passed through the center of the street. The evil slaves shouted at the commoners on the street, "Get out of the way. Don't block me."

A group of cultivators frowned as they walked through the crowd, as if they despised this scene.

Zeng Jing secretly pointed his middle finger at this group of cultivators, despising the people who worked. Trash!

After washing up, he went to the lobby on the first floor of the hotel and sat down at the table. He said to the shopkeeper, "Give me a few sets of your special breakfast set."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Coming!"

Soon, half a bowl of wonton and two buns was placed in front of Zeng Jing.

Zeng Jing exclaimed. The special breakfast in Jinguan City didn't seem to be much different from the one in Shuangqing City. These were all good things. He should bring some back for his senior sister and the Loli Sect Master to eat. They lived in the mountains for a long time, and the food they ate depended on the outer sect disciples. It would be a pity if they didn't try the delicacies of the mortal world outside the mountains.

However, these things could easily rot…

Oh right, there was a three-colored golden lotus and two Icy Jades in his basket. They both emitted a powerful cold aura. They might be surprisingly useful for preserving food.

Zeng Jing bought a large pile of steamed buns, as well as a large bag of raw hand-cooked buns that had not been cooked. He wrapped them in oil paper and placed them in the basket on his back. The three-colored golden lotus and Icy Jades in the basket emitted a powerful cold air that wrapped the steamed buns and wontons. It seemed that they could be preserved well.

As soon as he was done, eight cultivators walked in. Obviously, they were not from the same sect. They greeted each other and bowed when they sat down. It seemed that this group of people who did not meet often arranged to have breakfast together.

They put two square tables together and sat around it. They ordered a table of snacks and chatted as they ate. Someone noticed that Zeng Jing, who was sitting at the table next to them, seemed to be a cultivator, but they didn't avoid him and continued to chat as if he didn't exist.

Zeng Jing was currently filled with curiosity about this world. So he could not help but prick up his ears to eavesdrop.

A cultivator smiled and said, "Have you heard what happened in the west of the city yesterday evening?"

Another cultivator said, "Of course I've heard of it. There were many witnesses, and now it's all over Jinguan City."

The cultivator who had spoken earlier laughed and said, "The Dragon Fire Supreme One has finally lost face. He went to rob a small sect like the Black Mountains White Waters Yellow Flowers Green Willows Alliance, which was already a very humiliating matter. In the end, he failed the robbery and was forced to retreat by the mysterious cultivator. This is even more humiliating. He left Jinguan City, running away with his tail between his legs without looking back. I'm dying of laughter."

Someone said, "Speaking of which, I was there at that time. I feel that you can't blame Dragon Fire Supreme One for being a coward. If I were in his position, I would also have to admit defeat and retreat obediently."

The other seven people were surprised. "Eh? Brother Zheng, you were there? Tell me the details."

The cultivator who was called Brother Zheng began to ramble on. At that time, this guy was standing very close to him, and even watched quite carefully. He even repeated the part where Zeng Jing said that they could call him Fox Sage or White Rabbit Sage while acting cute.

When the seven people beside him heard this, their expressions turned serious.

Someone said, "Dragon Fire Supreme One is a cultivator in the intermediate stage of the Nascent Soul Stage. His cultivation level is profound, and his Coiling Dragon Wooden Stick can be considered to have shaken the southwest region. I didn't expect him to launch a sneak attack with his full strength. That person blocked his attack with his head. This is too ridiculous. It's even more exaggerated than the version I heard."

When Zeng Jing heard this, he realized that the guy he forced back last night was called Dragon Fire Supreme One.

The guy called Brother Zheng asked, "What's the version you heard?"

The first person said, "I heard that the mysterious cultivator fought Dragon Fire Supreme One for 300 rounds…"

"Isn't that bullsh*t?" The few people beside him laughed. "If they really fought for 300 rounds, that mysterious cultivator would definitely be at the Nascent Soul Realm. If two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators fought for 300 rounds, the battle would definitely be earth-shattering. The sun and moon would lose their light. At that time, you were in the north of the city. How could you not have seen it?"

The person from before looked embarrassed. "That's true. If two Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators fought at full strength, it would shock hundreds of miles. It's impossible for me not to see it."

Brother Zheng said, "You know what I'm like. I don't like to add fuel to the fire when I tell stories. To be honest, the scene at that time was just as I said. There was no battle and no collision of Dharma treasures. The battle ended with just one strike! The Dragon Fire Supreme One obediently admitted defeat and retreated. There was nothing interesting to watch, but the danger hidden in that rod was really terrifying. I'm also a domineering person, but after thinking about it, there's no other way other than admitting defeat like Dragon Fire Supreme One."

The others shook their heads and sighed. "We can't afford to offend him!"

Brother Zheng said, "That's why I mentioned that there are many cultivators in Jinguan City now. There are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers, but you can't cause trouble at this time. Who knows, the fat sheep in front of you might have powerful backing. Brothers, be steady. No matter how lousy a small cultivator is, don't provoke him. Behave with your tail between your legs."