Conflict

Even before the sun shone, below the mountain of the Cloud River sect, many people were busy preparing for the convoy that would depart for the main sect in the morning.

The carriages were quickly filled with many things that would be shipped to the main sect. A few of the carriages that were previously filled with goods were also renovated so people could ride them.

A young boy walked down the mountain amidst the bussy disciples. His uniform was also different from that of the disciples around him. He walked lightly while humming some folk songs from his hometown.

"Is that Senior Brother from before?" One of the disciples asked.

"Where? Eh, you're right. But why do I feel something is different about him?"

"Yes, he seems to be brighter?"

"Yes, look at his expression; he seems to be smiling and even humming a tune, different from when he instructed us to unload the carriages."

"Yes, at that time, his face was always cold, like someone owing him a thousand spirit stones."

"Maybe something good happened; that's why he was so cheerful."

"Right! But why did I seem to hear that one of the disciples of Azure Cloud Sext became crippled instead?"

"Maybe that disciple had a bad relationship with him; that's why he was happy when that disciple became crippled."

"Make sense."

As soon as Wei Fang arrived at the bottom of the mountain, many disciples greeted him warmly.

"Morning, Senior Brother!"

"Hello, Senior Brother!"

Wei Fang just smiled slightly and nodded at them.

"What, senior brother? Isn't he just a cripple?" Suddenly, a discordant voice was heard.

Everyone looked at the source of the sound. A disciple walked out of the crowd; he was a tall young man who wore the uniform of the Cloud River sect. A mocking expression could be seen on his face as he looked at Wei Fang.

Wei Fang sneered, "Even if I am crippled, I am still a disciple of the Azure Cloud sect."

The young man's face darkened as he said, "What qualifications does a cripple have to become my senior brother?"

"Who is your senior brother?" Wei Fang retorted, "You must become the Azure Cloud sect's disciples first to be qualified to become my junior brother."

Wei Fang's words made the young man's face pale. His words hit the mark; he really knows to hit where it hurts.

Wei Fang's words were like digging his old wound, making him enraged. "Cut the crap; even if you're a disciple of the Azure Cloud sect, aren't you still crippled?"

"So what if I am crippled? Don't you still need to call me Senior Brother?"

Zhao Feng didn't know how to rerort. It was an unspoken rule that the disciples of the branch sect must call the disciples of the main sect senior brothers. Of course, it was usually only applied to someone who had the same cultivation. After all, it was unrealistic for someone at the late stage of Qi condensation cultivator to call a level 1 Qi condensation senior brother. So, it is just formality.

But, usually, everyone at the same level would call someone from the main sect, a senior brother.

"I don't want to call you Senior Brother. What can you do about it?"

"It's your problem what you want to call me, and it was my problem if I wanted to respond to you." Wei Fang said and ignored him.

Zhao Feng was boiling in anger as he saw Wei Fang leaving. He was one of the people who didn't pass the Azure Cloud Sect's entrance test.

He felt he was more qualified than the others to join the sect because of his high cultivation base. Unfortunately, what was tested was not it; instead, it was cultivation talent, comprehension, and willpower. So, his cultivation didn't really give him an edge.

He was still indignant because of it until now, so now that he saw someone from the main sect from the same batch at him, he wanted to humiliate them. To make his plan foolproof, he even selected the one who was crippled and provoked him. Unfortunately, he was provoked instead.

"Do you dare to have a fight with me?" He shouted at Wei Fang.

"Nope. After all, I am just a cripple; how can I match you, a disciple of the Cloud River Sect?" Wei Fang didn't even turn his head as he continued walking.

"You coward!"

"So what if I am a coward? I am a cripple after all, so it is normal to become a coward."

Zhao Feng's expression became ugly.

What qualifications does he have to look down on me?

How dare a cripple ignore me?

"Look at him." Someone said, "Isn't it embarrassing for him to challenge a cripple?"

"Yes, I was here from the start. At first, he mocked him for being crippled, and now he was challenging him. He was really embarrassing our sect in front of the main sect."

"Even though I felt the cripple words were a bit hurtful, I think that Zhao Feng was quite shameless to actually challenge a cripple."

Zhao Feng became more enraged as he heard the surrounding discussion.

His mind was clouded with anger. Before the surrounding people could react, he sprinted towards Wei Fang in an aggressive manner.

He ignored everything as he attacked. His fourth-level Qi condensation cultivation base was evident to everyone.

"Crap. Quick, stop him! Don't let him attack that cripple." Someone suddenly shouted.

"Zhao Feng, what are you doing? How dare you sneak attack someone from the main sect? Do you want to be expelled?"

But Zhao Feng turned a deaf ear to everyone's voice as he punched Wei Fanh from behind. He grinned sinisterly.

Let's see how you're going to look down on me again after I beat you up.

But what happened next astonished everyone.

Wei Fang, who they thought to be sheep ready to be slaughtered, suddenly turned around. He used his left back hand to deflect Zhao Feng's punch before his right hand slapped Zhao Feng hard.

Slap!

A crisp voice sounded. Everyone who heard it could tell that the slap was quite hard.

Zhao Feng staggered backward; he didn't know how Wei Fang could react to his sneak attack. Normally, he would be sober by now after getting attacked in the head. But because of the specialness of Wei Fang's attack, he became enraged instead. The stinging pain on his cheek made him lose his mind.

To be slapped in the face in battle was a great humiliation for a man.

But just as he stabilized himself, he saw something zooming in towards him.

Is that a straw sandal?

It was his last thought before his mind blacked out.

Wei Fang retracted his feet calmly as he looked at the unconscious Zhao Feng, then did something everyone didn't expect.

He kicked Zhao Feng's stomach, causing him to roll a few times before stopping.

"What are you doing? Don't you see he has already fainted? Why did you still attack him?" Someone angrily said.

"Yes, don't be arrogant just because you are from the main sect."

"Yes, what are you arrogant about? Zhao Feng was just too weak to be defeated by you."

"Don't you feel it was despicable to attack someone who had already fainted?"

"Do you still want to fight? If so, I will become your opponent; there is no need to attack a fainted opponent."

"Yes, how dare you attack someone who has already fainted?"

The disciples rebuked him, and several of them also started checking Zhao Feng's injury. Even if what he did was despicable, he was still their sect mate after all, and what Wei Fang did was just as despicable. Obviously, everyone was on Zhao Feng's side.

Wei Fang just stood there awkwardly. He didn't know what to do.