Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 73 - 73 73 Teahouse Conflict

73: Chapter 73: Teahouse Conflict 73: Chapter 73: Teahouse Conflict The location for the Martial Victory Academy’s apprenticeship recruitment was near the west side of Jijing City, assembled in front of a stone platform.

There was still one day left before the recruitment date, and Chu Fengmian had already arrived in the vicinity, where he found a teahouse and walked in.

“Take care of the horse well, and bring me a good cup of tea.”

Chu Fengmian glanced at a young servant of the teahouse and casually tossed him a pill.

“A Qi Gathering Pill?”

The servant caught the pill and was stunned, his face lighting up with joy.

This one Qi Gathering Pill could easily be exchanged for five thousand Bone Tempering Pills in the Black Market, where the cost of tea was merely around a hundred Bone Tempering Pills or so.

The remaining amount would be higher than his income for an entire year.

“Please, sir, head upstairs.”

The servant said obsequiously.

“Hurry up, clear out the best spot upstairs.”

Chu Fengmian made his way to the third floor and settled down in a spot near the window.

Looking at the endless stream of people outside, many of them martial artists, who also saw the notice and came near, looking for places to rest in the vicinity.

Before long, the teahouse was filled with people.

Chu Fengmian sat on the third floor, in a very quiet spot, leaning by the window, sipping tea, and watching the outside.

“Move aside quickly, find a good seat, or else I’ll tear down your teahouse!

Hurry up!”

A raucous voice came from below the teahouse, and two figures were seen coming from below; their owner was a young martial artist who seemed to be here for the recruitment.

Following the young man was an elder, slowly trailing behind him.

The elder appeared to be a common attendant, but Chu Fengmian could see that the elder’s arms were completely wrinkle-free.

Instead, they were extremely smooth, a status only achievable by cultivating the body to the utmost limit.

This inconspicuous elder was indeed a martial artist at the peak of Body Tempering.

This made Chu Fengmian take a second glance at this group of people; having a Body Tempering peak martial artist as a guard meant that this young man’s background was not low.

“What are those old fools thinking, actually making me come to this assessment.”

The young man complained while he looked around the teahouse and seeing the unusual expressions on the martial artists’ faces, his own face revealed a flash of anger.

“What are you looking at?

If I catch you staring, I’ll throw all of you out!”

“Uh?”

At these words, a few of the younger martial artists in the teahouse showed signs of anger in their eyes.

Just as they were about to stand up, a deep voice resonated.

“Hmph!”

Right behind the young man, the elder let out a cold huff.

By this simple interjection, the martial artists who were about to act all hesitated and then quietly returned to their seats.

A martial artist at the peak of Body Tempering serving as a guard.

Nobody dared to provoke the young man with such a high status.

Seeing no response from the crowd, the young man’s face showed a hint of arrogance as he scanned the room and suddenly spotted a black horse outside the teahouse.

“A Black-Scale Horse King?

Such a rare mount in this teahouse?”

Greed glinted in the young man’s eyes.

“Shopkeeper, bring that Black-Scale Horse King over here; I want to have a good look at it.”

“Sir, the Black-Scale Horse King is not ours; it belongs to a distinguished guest upstairs.

We dare not interfere,”

The teahouse shopkeeper hurriedly interjected.

Also not wanting to offend such a spoilt young master, he could only try to stall.

“The distinguished guest is on the third floor; perhaps the young sir would like to negotiate with him.”

“What’s there to talk about?

I’m taking this batch of Blackscale Horse Kings, and I’d like to see if anyone dares to oppose our Cheng family!”

The young man huffed coldly.

Cheng family!

At the mention of these two words, many martial artists in the tea house were visibly shocked.

The Cheng family was a major clan in the Wusheng Kingdom, and it was said that the Cheng family’s patriarch was an elder at the Wusheng Academy.

Many family members held significant positions within the Wusheng Kingdom.

No wonder this young man was so arrogant; he was from the Cheng family.

“Indeed, that’s a fine horse.

Let Mr.

Third Young Master take it for a couple of rounds.”

The young man looked at the Blackscale Horse King and laughed heartily as he reached out to grab it.

The Blackscale Horse King panicked and started neighing loudly.

“Hmph.”

Chu Fengmian’s gaze stiffened, and in a swift motion, he leaped down from the third floor.

With a flick of his finger, he forced the young man to retreat several steps.

“Damn it!

Who dares to hinder me!”

The young man looked at Chu Fengmian and said coldly.

“It seems you must be the owner of this Blackscale Horse King.

I am the Third Young Master of the Cheng family, Cheng Qin.

I’ve taken a liking to this Blackscale Horse King, so be sensible and hand it over.”

Cheng Qin said with a cold sneer.

Once he revealed his identity, it was no small matter.

The Cheng family was one of the most colossal families in the Wusheng Kingdom, and he was a core disciple with an exceedingly high status.

He believed that as soon as he spoke, Chu Fengmian would obediently hand over the Blackscale Horse King.

“Cheng family?

I don’t know them.”

Chu Fengmian looked at Cheng Qin, his eyes showing impatience as he spoke.

“Hurry up and get out of the teahouse; don’t disturb Mr.

Chu’s peace.”

What Cheng family?

Of course, Chu Fengmian didn’t recognize them, but what did it matter to him whether he recognized them or not?

To Chu Fengmian, a small family from the Wusheng Kingdom was like ants.

In his previous life, Chu Fengmian never even considered such families worth his attention.

Even in this life, given a few months’ time, he was confident he could trample the Cheng family underfoot, so naturally, he felt no fear.

“This is bad.”

“This young man must not be from Jijing City; he’s actually provoked someone from the Cheng family.”

“This could spell trouble.”

Many martial artists in the tea house began murmuring among themselves upon hearing Chu Fengmian speak.

Provoking the Cheng family, a colossus like that, was trouble for anyone, and even disciples from the five great sects wouldn’t rashly provoke the Cheng family.

“Get lost?

No one dares to speak to me like that in Wusheng Kingdom!”

Cheng Qin said with a face that was both angry and amused.

“It seems you’re an outsider, a young fellow, to dare speak to me like that!”

“Xuan Lao, cripple this brat’s cultivation for me, and let’s see how arrogant he is afterwards!”

Cheng Qin shouted furiously.

His own attempt to grab had been effortlessly thwarted by Chu Fengmian, and obviously, he knew Chu Fengmian’s strength was far above his own.

But what of it?

He had the backing of a great family.

“Yes!”

The guard, Xuan Lao, standing behind Cheng Qin, responded calmly with an icy voice looking at Chu Fengmian.

“Youth, remember not to offend the Cheng family again.

Consider this a lesson!”

Xuan Lao suddenly struck, his muscles bulging prominently.

He lashed out with a claw towards Chu Fengmian’s right arm, aiming to cripple Chu Fengmian’s cultivation in one fell swoop.