The atmosphere became a little weird, and Mei Zizheng exuded a murderous aura.
"Boy, can you sweep the floor?"
Of course he would not admit that this spiritual treasure was not his, and glared at Liu Wuxie fiercely.
Don't blame him for being rude if you don't sweep the floor.
"I'd better clean it!"
Weng Li suddenly ran over and picked up the broom. He didn't want to make things worse, he was just sweeping the floor and he was too tired.
"Who asked you to pick up the broom? He has to clean the entire martial arts arena today, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."
Mei Zi was glaring at Weng Li. If he dared to help, Lingbao would hit him.
"It has nothing to do with you, step aside!"
Weng Li took the initiative to stand up at this time, which made Liu Wuxie very grateful. Unlike the others, they had long since hid far away. Some even started to fawn over the two handyman disciples. Liu Wuxie really felt sad for them.
"Two senior brothers, this is a specialty of my hometown. I brought it here specially to honor my senior brothers. Please accept it."
Chen Xinchang and Yang Songyue, who were traveling with them, took out some local specialties from their storage bags. Although they were not valuable, they were thoughtful.
This made Mei Zizheng and the two of them feel very good, and both of them smiled crookedly.
Normally, others bully them, but today they finally acted as seniors for once, and they felt very happy.
"You two did well, you can go over there and rest!"
Meizi waved her hand, letting the two of them rest and not have to clean up the trash. This change of attitude was too fast.
Soon, others followed suit and took out gifts prepared in advance and delivered them to Mei Zizheng.
After learning that they had entered the cultivation world, their relatives and friends sent many gifts to facilitate their entry into the cultivation world and take care of their fellow disciples. Unexpectedly, they came in handy.
Within a few minutes, apart from the injured Lu Xinde, only Liu Wuxie and Weng Li were left standing there.
In everyone's opinion, Liu Wuxie's strength was limited to this. This was the Tianbao Sect, and Mei Zizheng and the two had spiritual treasures in their hands. If Liu Wuxie dared to resist, he would definitely die.
"Liu Wuxie, you'd better pick up the broom quickly. Don't go against Senior Brother Mei. It won't do any good."
Yang Songyue came from Chengwu Kingdom, and Liu Wuxie remembered that in the Hundred Kingdoms War, he often killed Chengwu Kingdom's geniuses.
I was pretending on the road, not daring to contradict myself, but when I found someone to back me up, I immediately changed my face.
These people are really adding insult to injury!
He couldn't wait to see him make a fool of himself. He originally thought that when he joined Tianbao Sect, everyone would be new disciples and would look after each other, but it seemed that he was overthinking it.
Except Weng Li, everyone wants him to die.
"Boy, what are you doing standing still? Scan it for me quickly!"
Meizi was getting a little impatient, and the spirit treasure in her hand was spinning, ready to take action at any time.
"Get out of here!"
The three words were like rolling thunder. Liu Wuxie was not so angry originally. Yang Songyue and others jumped up and down, making him extremely angry.
He didn't hesitate to take risks and restrained Yu Tianyi, allowing them to escape by chance. It was fine not to get their gratitude, but he was so mean and said these words.
The ripples of tyrannical energy almost shook Mei Zizheng away, making him roar in anger.
"Okay, okay, you dare to tell us to leave. You are not disciples of Tianbao Sect now. Even if I kill you, what can you do to me?"
The golden light in Mei Zi's hand suddenly flew out and went straight to Liu Wuxie. With the help of Lingbao, she took care of him and saw if he dared to speak harshly after a while.
"The Lingbao is pretty good, so I'll take it!"
When he first arrived in the world of cultivation, Liu Wuxie was in urgent need of resources. Although this spiritual treasure was very low-level, it was much more advanced than the evil blade in his hand.
It can strip away the attributes of the spiritual treasure inside and blend it into the evil blade.
The golden light flashed away, and Liu Wuxie stretched out his hand to sweep it away. The Lingbao disappeared mysteriously, and he didn't know where it disappeared.
It was as if it had never appeared and disappeared without a trace.
The sudden situation caught Meizi off guard, and Lingbao lost contact with him.
"Boy, you are so brave. You dare to snatch my spiritual treasure. Why don't you hand it over quickly?"
Mei Zi was panicking a little. This spirit treasure was his support. Losing the spirit treasure meant that the tiger had lost its minions and was a piece of trash.
Yang Songyue and others were also confused. Even Lingbao couldn't hurt Liu Wuxie. How could this be possible?
Although Lingbao's attack was not as good as Tiangang realm, it was still extremely powerful, comparable to the attack of a high-level true elixir.
Before Liu Wuxie could see clearly how he would take action, the Lingbao disappeared, and everyone's faces were full of disbelief.
"Ling Bao, what Ling Bao?"
Liu Wuxie looked confused and spread his hands. How could he take out something if it was on him?
A wry smile appeared on the corner of Weng Li's mouth. Only Liu Wuxie could do such a crazy move.
If it were anyone else, they would have picked up the broom and swept the floor obediently, endured it first, and then slowly planned their plans later.
This kind of direct slap in the face cannot be imitated by others.
Liu Wuxie's answer almost made Mei Zi faint. This spiritual treasure was always with his senior brother. Because he could not carry the spiritual treasure where he was going, he put it on his body for temporary safekeeping.
Relying on this spiritual treasure, he has been showing off his power in the past few days, and many low-level outer disciples have to be polite when they see them.
With Lingbao in my body, my waist will be straightened up.
Who would have thought that he would suffer a huge loss at the hands of Liu Wuxie.
Not only did they fail to suppress Liu Wuxie, they also lost the spirit treasure.
"Boy, I give you three breaths to hand over the spirit treasure, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
Meizi was panicking. She had lost her spiritual treasure. How to explain to her senior brother that she would definitely kill him.
The registration disciples have a high status. They, the handyman disciples, are not registered at all. They are dead when they die, and there is no one to investigate.
Yang Songyue, Chen Xinchang and others were stunned, this slap in the face was too fast.
Recalling that they had added insult to injury just now, each of their faces turned red.
"If you want a spiritual treasure, there is no way, so get out of here!"
Liu Wuxie didn't bother to talk to them anymore. They were just a bunch of rubbish. Even if a high-level true elixir came, they would still be slapped away.
Only Liu Wuxie would dare to use such domineering and forceful methods.
"Senior Brother Mei, let's find a way quickly. Losing a spiritual treasure is a serious crime."
Zhai Gaofang, who was standing aside, had a worried look on his face. Both of them would have to bear huge responsibilities if they lost the Lingbao.
Every spiritual treasure is priceless.
"let's go!"
Mei Zizheng knew very well that relying on force, the two of them were no match for Liu Wuxie. The only way was to invite help.
They walked very simply, dropped their brooms and ran away quickly.
"Brother Liu, will this cause unnecessary trouble?"
Weng Li kindly reminded that if you are new here, you should be careful. Being so high-profile may cause unnecessary trouble.
As for Yang Songyue and others, they had already retreated far away, not daring to get too close to Liu Wuxie for fear of getting burned.
"Do you think there won't be any trouble if I hand over the spiritual treasure?"
Liu Wuxie glanced at Weng Li and knew that he meant well and had no intention of blaming him.
After being suppressed by Mei Zizheng and others, only Weng Li stepped forward, and the relationship between the two took another step forward.
Handing over the spiritual treasure will only fuel Mei Zizheng's arrogance and intensify his efforts to find ways to humiliate them.
In this case, why not take action first, since you have already been offended, just accept the Lingbao.
Returning to the original place, Liu Wuxie closed her eyes and meditated, cutting off contact with everything around her.
Yang Songyue and others stood together to clarify their relationship with Liu Wuxie.
Time passed quickly and Fan Lin had not returned yet.
According to what he said, the newly recruited disciples of Tianbao Sect should arrive tomorrow morning.
At this moment, the sky was getting dark, and many outer disciples were seen coming back from outside one after another.
When walking through the martial arts arena, some showed disgust, some showed disdain, and most of them showed no concern.
Sudden!
Four figures ran over quickly from a distance, it was Mei Zizheng and Zhai Gaofang, followed by two men, menacingly.
Everyone suddenly became nervous, especially Yang Songyue and others, whose faces were full of gloating.
What is supposed to come will eventually come, and you can't avoid it.
"Senior Brother Hou Li, this is the person who stole my spiritual treasure!"
Mei Zi was standing five steps away from Liu Wuxie, pointing her right hand at Liu Wuxie.
Two tyrannical auras crushed Liu Wuxie down. The man named Hou Li was not low in strength. He had the fifth level of true elixir and was extremely powerful.
He should be an outer disciple of Tianbao Sect. With Mei Zizheng's status, he cannot invite too high-level disciples.
Hou Li took a step forward, glanced at everyone with cold eyes, and finally settled on Liu Wuxie's face.
"A little martial artist from the secular world dares to come to our cultivation world to cause trouble. Are you tired of living?"
He came up with a powerful display, billowing waves of true elixir energy, and rushed towards Liu Wuxie crazily.
Indiscriminately and regardless of the reason, to them, all warriors from the secular world are like ants.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Like two cold swords, piercing Hou Li, the latter shivered with fright, and Liu Wuxie's eyes were so terrifying.
"Everyone get out of here!"
The sound of rolling thunder spread far and wide. Liu Wuxie was at a critical moment in his cultivation, and the energy of the Wuji Pill had not yet been completely refined.
Give him some more time to break through to the fourth level of the true elixir, and it will be just around the corner.
Hou Li suddenly interrupted his practice, which made Liu Wuxie very angry.
"How brave you are to say something rude without even looking at where this place is. You are just ants in the secular world. If I don't give you some color today, I really think that our Tianbao Sect is a place where even cats and dogs are qualified to come."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hou Li struck Liu Wuxie with a palm.
In the secular world, a five-fold blow of the true elixir is enough to destroy the world. In the world of cultivation, the wind of the fist can only carry a whistling force, and cannot even roll up the bluestone on the ground.
The environment and space here are countless times more solid than the secular world.
"What benefits did Mei Zizheng promise to make you come here to seek humiliation?"
Liu Wuxie's body suddenly disappeared on the spot without any warning, and no one could see clearly how he disappeared.
Not long after the Lingbao was robbed, Mei Zizheng found Hou Li and offered a hundred middle-grade spiritual stones to ask Hou Li and another senior brother to help him get the Lingbao back.
Hou Li had been stuck at the fifth level of the true elixir for a long time and was in urgent need of middle-grade spiritual stones, so he agreed to Mei Zizheng's request.
Hearing that he was only punishing a few secular warriors, Hou Li agreed.
In the world of cultivation, very few low-grade spiritual stones are used, and most of them are medium-grade spiritual stones.
One middle-grade spiritual stone can be exchanged for one thousand low-grade spiritual stones, and one high-grade spiritual stone can be exchanged for one thousand middle-grade spiritual stones.
Low-grade spiritual stones have too many impurities and are not suitable for practitioners to absorb.
Mei Zi was willing to give out one hundred middle-grade spiritual stones, which was indeed a considerable resource.
The common currency in the cultivation world is basically spiritual stones. Gold and silver are as soft as rubbish here.