Despised

Xiao Yuer held a small pebble in her hand and respectfully said, "Senor martial brother, I'm currently at the fourth layer of Qi Condensation."

Li Yaoxi's attractive eyes lit up when he heard this, his face showing pleasant surprise as he said, "The fourth layer of Qi Condensation? Little martial sister is so talented, at such a young age you've already reached the fourth layer of Qi Condensation, truly a formidable junior."

Li Mingru also laughed and said, "These two disciples were carefully chosen by this teacher, their aptitudes are naturally exceptional."

"Tsk, tsk, as expected only a teacher like you has such discerning eyes." Li Yaoxi complimented Li Mingru, then looked towards Lin Xiaolu and asked, "What about you junior martial brother? What is your current cultivation level?"

Lin Xiaolu placed his hands on his waist, and arrogantly raised his head, "I don't have any cultivation at all, I can't cultivate immortality at all, are you surprised?"

Li Yaoxi was stunned, not reacting for a moment.

Beside them Li Mingru coughed awkwardly and explained, "Your martial younger brother has no talent for cultivation, he is someone who practices martial arts."

Hearing this, Li Yaoxi didn't say anything for a while. The smile on his face disappeared, and the light in his eyes looking at Lin Xiaolu also gradually faded. He then ignored him and continued chatting and laughing with Li Mingru and Li Miaoxin.

Seeing his reaction, Lin Xiaolu pursed his lips. Suddenly, he tossed the spirit stone in his hand towards Li Yaoxi.

Li Yaoxi instinctively caught the spirit stone while he was chatting and laughing, and looked expressionlessly at Lin Xiaolu, "Why did you do this, brother Xiaolu?"

After he finished speaking, Li Mingru who was holding a wine gourd glanced at him. Clearly noticing that he no longer addressed Xiaolu as martial younger brother, but called him "brother Xiaolu" instead.

At this time, Lin Xiaolu's childish face soured as he coldly snorted, "I can't cultivate, so I won't wastefully use senior martial brother's spirit stones." After speaking, he pulled Xiao Yuer away, not giving Li Yaoxi any face.

Li Yaoxi just calmly smiled, watching Lin Xiaolu's small back and said, "That's good too, brother Xiaolu seems to be quite self-aware."

After he said this, the boy's steps faltered. He turned his head slightly, then strode away pulling Xiao Yuer along.

After the siblings left, Li Miaoxin reproachfully glanced at Li Yaoxi, "Senior martial brother, why are you bullying junior martial brother like this?"

The handsome Li Yaoxi smiled, "Where did martial younger sister's words come from? Your martial brother just doesn't want to interact with a mundane person."

Beside them Li Mingru frowned and sternly said, "He is your martial younger brother."

Li Yaoxi knew he spoke out of turn, respectfully bowed to Li Mingru once and laughingly said, "Yes teacher."

...

...

"Ahhh f*ck!"

Within the courtyard, Lin Xiaolu violently punched the willow tree with his small fists. His fists intersected, swift like a storm, beating the sturdy willow tree until it swayed as if about to collapse, with wood chips flying everywhere.

"What kind of bullsh*t senior martial brother, what's so impressive about him! Screw him!"

The angry child shouted loudly. After finishing his beating he leapt up, his small body rotating in midair as he struck out a beautiful spinning kick. With a "crack" the thick willow tree split with spiderweb like cracks.

"Huff, huff, huff, huff."

After landing, the boy panted heavily for a few breaths. Beside him, Xiao Yuer blankly watched her brother go mad.

"Son of a b*tch, one day, I will make this arrogant guy see the might of us martial practitioners!"

Xiao Yuer tilted her little head and curiously asked, "How will brother do it?"

"Why even ask!" Lin Xiaolu arrogantly placed his hands on his waist, "Of course it's through diligent cultivation. Then beat up this Li Yaoxi and fly kick him. Extort protection fees from him every day, eight times a day!"

After speaking, he started howling as he trained. And swore in his heart that he will definitely show everyone the power of martial practitioners!

In the following days, Lin Xiaolu continued his arduous cultivation day after day. Moreover, he even secretly increased his own training.

From early morning at mao shi (5am-7am), all the way until late at night at hai shi (9pm-11pm). A full six shichen! Training nonstop every day, pushing himself to the limit every day.

Under repeated honing, his foundation cultivation techniques became increasingly exquisite. His body would become as hard as steel when he tensed his muscles, sturdy and unbreakable.

The Eight Extremes Fist he practiced also became increasingly skilled. Every move fully extended, powerful gusts of wind, fierce as a tiger. And now he no longer needed to temper himself against the willow tree. He used the granite on Pluck Star Peak to train his Iron Mountain Leaning, repeatedly smashing against the granite daily. This made his Iron Mountain Leaning increasingly ferocious.

At eight years old, he had completely mastered the foundation cultivation techniques and the Eight Extremes Fist.

He was indeed a genius at martial arts. Adding on the large amounts of precious foods he consumed every day, and his great perseverance in not treating himself like a human during his daily training. In just a single year, through repeated honing, he brought these two martial arts to an extremely high level.

Mother once said, if hard work bears no fruit, do not blame heaven or man, it can only mean your efforts are still lacking!

...

...

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

A loud sound rang out. On the last day of this month, a piece of granite from Pluck Star Peak was finally smashed apart by eight year old Lin Xiaolu's full powered Iron Mountain Leaning, forming spiderweb like cracks.

"Phew!"

The boy let out a breath, then clenched his small fist.

Tomorrow would be Emei Sect's examination day. He must defeat all the other children.

Obtain the Grand Talent that master teacher promised.

Continue being an inner sect disciple.

Slap the faces of all those who looked down on martial practitioners!

That night, within the dining hall, Lin Xiaolu and Xiao Yuer sat alone in a private room to eat.

While chomping on a bowl of chicken soup, Lin Xiaolu curiously asked, "Xiao Yuer, where is martial sister Miaoxin?"

"Martial sister Miaoxin is cultivating together with senior martial brother." Xiao Yuer nibbled on a carrot and said, "They no longer need to eat."

Lin Xiaolu snorted, "That bastard Li Yaoxi, sooner or later I'll kill him."

Xiao Yuer blankly nodded her head. Just as she was about to speak, Hou Saner who was bringing dishes into their private room exclaimed in fright, "My martial brother Lin, you can't say things like that!"

Hou Saner placed a pot of boiled beef on the table. His expression terrified as he whispered, "If martial brother Li hears of this, he will make trouble for you."

"Get lost, I'm not afraid of him at all." Lin Xiaolu pouted and harrumphed, "If that punk dares provoke me, I'll beat him to death!"

Hearing this, Hou Saner awkwardly laughed.

"Brother Hou Saner, it seems like you're very afraid of senior martial brother?" Xiao Yuer curiously asked.

Hou Saner bitterly smiled and sighed, "Which outer sect disciple isn't afraid of him?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yuer became even more confused. Although Li Yaoxi looked down on her brother, he still treated her and martial sister Miaoxin decently. Why did it sound like he had a terrible reputation from Hou Saner's mouth?

Seeing the siblings' curiosity, Hou Saner carefully looked around before softly saying, "Although martial brother Li still treats you nicely, it's different for us outer sect disciples. He looks down on us outer sect disciples from his bones. He doesn't see us as human at all."

The siblings were shocked, there was actually this kind of situation?

"Does he often bully you guys?" Lin Xiaolu asked.

Hou Saner shook his head and sighed, "Can't say he specifically goes out of his way to bully us. It's just that he doesn't see us as human. For example, sometimes when he comes to the dining hall to eat, if us outer sect disciples' service dissatisfies him even a little, he would find some excuse to have the miscellaneous chores department deduct our contribution points for the month, making us work for free that month."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu was shocked, "Martial sister Miaoxin and senior martial brother don't stop him?"

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