The Masked Strength of the Sect's Trash chapter 10

Chapter 10 You dare to disturb me if you are not a disciple of Lingxiao Sect?

Lu Shaoqing and Xiao Yi were waiting for their food to be served when suddenly there was a knock at the door.

Before Lu Shaoqing could say anything, the door opened.

Xie Chong was the first to step in.

"Senior Brother Lu, I'm—"

Lu Shaoqing frowned and unceremoniously issued an order to leave. "Get out."

Xie Chong's forced smile froze.

Anger flared up within him.

Do you think you're Ji Yan?

If you were Ji Yan, I'd leave without a word.

But you're just a worthless nobody. How dare you act like this?

You're nothing without your master and senior brother to back you up. Who do you think you are?

Behind him, Zhang Zheng and Wu Tianzong entered, smirking with satisfaction.

Wu Tianzong said, "It seems Senior Brother Lu is quite arrogant."

"He clearly doesn’t think much of you, Brother Xie," Zhang Zheng added.

"Or perhaps he's relying on Senior Brother Ji Yan as his backing and thinks he doesn’t have to respect anyone else?"

Lu Shaoqing's frown deepened.

He was already irritated. Couldn't he even eat a meal in peace without being disturbed?

"So what if I have Senior Brother Ji Yan backing me? Does that bother you?" Lu Shaoqing retorted.

"Which peak are you from? I'll have Senior Brother pay your peak a visit."

The shamelessness was astonishing.

He didn't even bother hiding the fact that he was relying on Ji Yan as his backing.

Lu Shaoqing's words left Xie Chong, Zhang Zheng, and Wu Tianzong speechless. Even Xiao Yi was at a loss for words.

Second Senior Brother, you're really not embarrassed at all, huh?

Zhang Zheng spoke up, "I'm not from Lingxiao Sect; I'm from Guiyuan Pavilion."

Lu Shaoqing’s tone grew even more dismissive. "You're not from Lingxiao Sect, and you dare to disturb me?"

"And why are people from Guiyuan Pavilion here anyway? Looking to cause trouble?"

"Do you really think Lingxiao Sect is so easily bullied?"

"Do you believe I won't shoot a signal arrow and have every disciple of Lingxiao Sect come here to deal with you?"

Do you think you’re Ji Yan?

Even Ji Yan probably couldn’t pull that off.

Maybe the sect master could.

Zhang Zheng and Wu Tianzong were at a loss for words.

This guy really was shameless.

He relied on Ji Yan to intimidate his own sect members and used the entire Lingxiao Sect to intimidate outsiders.

Are you even a man?

Zhang Jin sneered inwardly.

So, he’s just someone without any real ability who only relies on others to support him.

In the cultivation world, strength is what matters.

No matter how powerful your backers are, if you lack strength, people will still look down on you.

Wu Tianzong said, "Senior Brother Lu, that’s a bit much."

"We came here with the sincere intention of making friends. Senior Brother Lu, this isn’t how one treats guests."

"Or is this how Lingxiao Sect treats guests?"

Wu Tianzong was trying to bring up Lingxiao Sect’s reputation. If Lu Shaoqing had no shame, surely Lingxiao Sect wouldn’t stand for it?

Surely, you wouldn’t want to embarrass Lingxiao Sect?

But to his surprise, Lu Shaoqing nodded openly. "That's right. This is exactly how Lingxiao Sect treats guests."

"Don't like it? Tough."

The shamelessness was unreal.

Everyone present was speechless.

Wu Tianzong was on the verge of losing it.

This guy couldn't possibly be a disciple of Lingxiao Sect, right? No way.

How could Lingxiao Sect have such a disciple?

Instead of upholding Lingxiao Sect's reputation, he was tarnishing it.

Does your master know?

Does your sect master know?

Would they slap you to death if they did?

Zhang Zheng observed Lu Shaoqing’s indifferent expression and realized that Lu Shaoqing was the type who didn’t care about things like reputation.

He decided to cut to the chase. "Senior Brother Lu, as a fellow disciple of Senior Brother Ji Yan, your strength should be comparable to his, right?"

"How about sparring with the two of us?"

Lu Shaoqing's expression didn’t change. He glanced at the two men. "What are your names?"

"Zhang Zheng!"

"Wu Tianzong!"

Lu Shaoqing asked Zhang Zheng, "Is Zhang Conglong related to you?"

Zhang Conglong, the chief disciple of Guiyuan Pavilion, was formidable and rumored to be in the late stages of Core Formation, close to breaking through.

Ji Yan was the representative of the younger generation of Lingxiao Sect.

Zhang Conglong was the representative of Guiyuan Pavilion’s younger generation.

Zhang Zheng replied proudly, "He’s my elder brother."

Wu Tianzong added, "Senior Brother Zhang is the pride of Guiyuan Pavilion."

Lu Shaoqing shot back, "Yet he’s still no match for my Senior Brother."

Lu Shaoqing's words made Zhang Zheng and Wu Tianzong want to spit blood.

Zhang Conglong was indeed strong, but he wasn’t a match for Ji Yan.

In the most recent tournament, he had lost to Ji Yan, taking second place.

Lu Shaoqing could somewhat guess why Zhang Zheng wanted to spar with him.

It was likely to regain some face for his brother.

Zhang Zheng angrily said, "Enough talk. Do you dare to fight me?"

"If I lose, I'll let you do whatever you want with me."

Lu Shaoqing turned his head away. "Not interested. Why should I?"

"Are you afraid?"

Zhang Zheng sneered.

Lu Shaoqing replied, "Yes, I’m afraid."

Everyone was stunned. You could admit that?

Are you a eunuch?

Are you even a man?

Lu Shaoqing continued, "I'm afraid I might accidentally kill you."

Arrogant. Overbearing.

Zhang Zheng was furious. His ability wasn’t great, but his arrogance was.

"Come on, try it."

Lu Shaoqing said, "Not interested."

"You—"

Zhang Jin intervened, "Young Master Lu, Young Master Zhang, it’s better to settle things peacefully. Fighting would only ruin the atmosphere, and losing face wouldn’t be good for anyone."

"Don’t you all agree?"

A crowd was beginning to gather outside, curious about what was happening.

A direct disciple of Tianyu Peak and the Guiyuan Pavilion disciples were enough to stir up gossip.

This was intentional on Zhang Jin’s part; otherwise, he would have just shut the door, keeping everything private.

Lu Shaoqing glanced at Zhang Jin.

Fat bastard.

His words seemed like an attempt to mediate, but they were really fanning the flames.

Meanwhile, a young girl around twenty years old standing outside the crowd frowned.

Her fair face and delicate willow-leaf eyebrows framed a pair of beautiful eyes fixed on the group inside.

Her simple ponytail gave her an air of elegance.

She looked at Zhang Jin with disapproval.

Inside the room, Lu Shaoqing's gaze fell on Xie Chong.

"Which peak are you from? Did you bring them here to humiliate Tianyu Peak?"