Specializing in Curing Boasting
In the following few days, nothing eventful occurred. Chen Xia didn't go to the Broken City to watch others fight. Instead, he just stayed at home, waiting for the cultivators from the Starry Sky Elixir Gate to arrive. The place where he lived was on the outskirts of the realm and belonged to the lower tier. The managers of the Starry Sky Elixir Gate were mostly in the middle tier, and most of them had reached the Sea - Overturning Realm in cultivation. No one knew what the middle - aged cultivator had said after going back that day. Anyway, no one had come yet. Chen Xia wasn't in a hurry. After all, it was just a matter of waiting. Could anyone actually out - wait him? That was unlikely. The big yellow dog had been less talkative these past two days. It hid in the house, lost in thought about who - knew - what. It hardly went out at all. Zhang Daoming told Chen Xia not to worry too much, saying that this was the big yellow dog's normal state. Ever since they entered the realm, it would occasionally seclude itself for two days like this. Zhang Daoming didn't know the specific reason. When he asked the big yellow dog, the dog itself didn't know either. It just said that its head was muddled and dizzy at that time. As time passed, even the big yellow dog didn't care anymore. It just considered it a normal phenomenon on the path of eternal life. Chen Xia felt it was a bit strange, but could only wait and see what would happen later. Half a month later, the person in charge of the Starry Sky Elixir Gate arrived, and the commotion was huge. The flying shuttle alone was thousands of feet long, almost covering the entire street. There were hundreds of sect banners of the Starry Sky Elixir Gate hanging on it, fluttering in the strong wind. The banners even seemed to have an imposing and vivid air of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing. This was the grandeur of a middle - tier major sect showing up! The Nascent Soul - stage cultivators in the lower tier were so intimidated by this scene that they didn't dare to get close. They watched from a distance, whispering and speculating, for fear of getting involved. After the thousand - foot - long flying shuttle landed steadily, its doors opened wide. A hundred Great Ascension - stage cultivators walked out one after another. They knelt down in order from high to low at the exit of the door, their heads hitting the ground firmly. Their arched backs, when connected, formed a long, scarlet - colored carpet. After a while, Steady footsteps came from the pitch - black doorway. It seemed that the interval between each step was exactly the same. A pure - white shoe stepped on the back of the first Great Ascension - stage cultivator, then quickly lifted and stepped on the back of the second cultivator. It walked down the scarlet - colored carpet formed by the backs of the Great Ascension - stage cultivators without leaving any footprints. Then, the cultivator was fully revealed. It was a pure - white figure. The clothes were arranged meticulously. Even the angle of the sleeves' swing was exactly the same. Everything looked extremely precise. There was a slender flying sword, also pure white, attached to the waist. The Nascent Soul - stage cultivators watching from afar couldn't see clearly and couldn't figure out who it was. They started whispering among themselves. "Is there such a person in the Starry Sky Elixir Gate? Why haven't we heard of him before?" "You're just a Nascent Soul. What would you know?" "That's true." Crude as the words were, there was some truth to them. Some experienced Great Ascension - stage cultivators furrowed their brows and looked carefully. The figure seemed somewhat familiar, but they really couldn't tell who it was. So they started to guess. "It's the flag of the Starry Sky Elixir Gate. Judging by this grandeur, this is at least a big shot at the Sea - Overturning Realm. Plus the sword at the waist, this should be a sword cultivator." "There are only a few Sea - Overturning Realm sword cultivators in the Starry Sky Elixir Gate, and they are all well - known big shots." A cultivator next to him asked curiously, "So, have you guessed who it is?" "No,"the Great Ascension - stage cultivator shook his head. "Then shut up,"the cultivator next to him rolled his eyes. The white - robed cultivator had walked down the red carpet made of the backs of the hundred Great Ascension - stage cultivators. He patted the non - existent dust on his chest, exhaled a breath of turbid air, raised his brows slightly, and asked softly, "Where is Zhang Daoming?" A Mountain - Moving - stage cultivator behind him stepped forward. It was the middle - aged cultivator from that day. He pointed to the house in front, indicating that was the place. "Tell him to come and see me,"the white - robed cultivator said in a tone without any fluctuation, as if stating something that was only natural. The middle - aged cultivator didn't dare to be negligent. He quickened his pace, pushed the door open, and shouted, "Zhang Daoming, Lord Bai is looking for you. Go and pay your respects immediately!" There was no reply from Zhang Daoming. A voice full of confusion came from inside. "Who the hell is that? Old Zhang has gone drinking."Chen Xia, leaning on his walking stick, walked out unsteadily. The middle - aged cultivator didn't dare to argue with Chen Xia. He quickly replied, "Lord Bai wants to see Zhang Daoming." "Tell him to come and see me,"Chen Xia leaned against the wall and replied indifferently. "But... but Lord Bai wants you two to go out and meet him,"the middle - aged cultivator said, looking very embarrassed. Chen Xia replied casually, "Then let him keep thinking." The middle - aged cultivator looked troubled. Gritting his teeth, he said, "I'll go out and inform Lord Bai." He turned around and left. Just three breaths after he walked out of the house, a scream from the middle - aged cultivator came from outside. At the same time, steady footsteps sounded. With just one step, a white - robed figure appeared in the room. The figure looked at Chen Xia, gave him a brief glance, then turned his head aside, saying indifferently, "So you're the one called Iron Crutch Li?" Chen Xia also turned his head aside, not looking at him, and nodded. "Yeah." The two of them talked without even looking at each other. A gentle breeze was blowing in the courtyard. "I heard your pill - refining technique is quite unique,"the white - robed cultivator continued. Chen Xia didn't respond, just kept his head tilted. "You wanted to see the person in charge of the Starry Sky Elixir Gate. Now I'm here. I'm the person in charge,"the white - robed cultivator said, raising his brows slightly, with a hint of disdain. Chen Xia lifted his walking stick and continued, "In the future, if you still want pills, at least seven out of ten spirit stones from the sales should go to me. I get seven, you get three." Upon hearing this, the white - robed cultivator narrowed his eyes. The head that was turned aside slowly turned back to look at Chen Xia. He asked word by word, "Do you know who you're talking to?" Chen Xia also turned his head to look at the white - robed cultivator and replied word by word, "I don't give a damn who you are." The white - robed cultivator's body suddenly trembled. He exerted a little force with his toes, and a fierce flying sword shot out of thin air, tearing open a crack in the void. It passed by Chen Xia's cheek, slicing through the entire house as easily as cutting through tofu. "I'm the Gate Guardian of the Starry Sky Elixir Gate, a sword cultivator at the seventh level of the Sea - Overturning Realm, and a superior ancient species. Bai Jie." He placed his hand on the slender flying sword at his waist and asked again, "Do you know who I am now?" Chen Xia picked up his walking stick. "I've always thought that people are always arrogant before they get a beating. And I have thousands of years of experience in dealing with this kind of thing. I specialize in treating arrogance." He chuckled and continued, "Iron Crutch Li of the Celestial. I specialize in dealing with those who talk big." The gentle breeze suddenly grew stronger. Just as Bai Jie was about to reply, Chen Xia's figure in front of him disappeared. All he could hear was a fierce whistling sound and the image of a walking stick moving so fast that it seemed to distort the void. He narrowed his eyes tightly, but still couldn't see clearly. His whole body was surrounded by a burst of sword intent. Before it could fully form, his head was hit hard. Bang! The ground exploded, forming a sunken pit. The blue - stone bricks were shattered into powder. Smoke and dust filled the air. Chen Xia stood on the edge of the pit. The walking stick in his hand had been bent into an extremely exaggerated arc, exactly in the shape of a head. Fortunately, the profound iron was of good quality and didn't break. Chen Xia reached out and straightened the bent part of the walking stick. He waved his hand to disperse the smoke and dust, and then beckoned into the pit, "Come again."