As Aizen in Naruto and Joined a Chat Group Chapter 536: The Transgressor’s Provocation

"Sect Leader Zuo, you are mistaken," Ren Woxing said, grinning, his beard quivering slightly beneath his rugged cheeks. "We just wanted to visit Mount Song as guests, but Master Fang Zheng repeatedly pressed us aggressively."

"Hmph, are you truly just here as a guest, you demon of the evil path?" Abbess Dingyi stepped forward, coldly stating, "You can probably only fool yourself with those words, can’t you?"

"It’s not impossible that the Jade-Faced Young Master is one of your kind," Tianmen Daoist of the Taishan Sect chimed in at the opportune moment. "When the fighting starts, from behind..."

*Splash.*

Before he could finish speaking, a gash of blood bloomed on his right arm.

What?

Everyone present widened their eyes, their faces blank with shock. Most of them hadn’t even seen who made the move. Only a few, like Fang Zheng and Chongxu, whose cultivation was profound, cast their gazes towards the white-clothed youth on Ren Woxing’s side.

His cheeks held a faint smile, his right hand gently caressing his sword hilt. He looked more like a rich young master than anyone from the martial world.

"You can eat anything, but you can’t say just anything," the transgressor said, turning his gaze to Tianmen Daoist, his tone indifferent. "If you don’t want to die."

"Who are you?" Zuo Lengchan asked, frowning coldly.

The speed at which the youth drew his sword was so fast that even he only saw a blur of light. If Tianmen Daoist had been in his place just now, he probably wouldn’t have been able to resist.

This is truly strange and baffling. What is going on in this martial world recently?

First, there was the Jade-Faced Young Master who made his junior brother Lu Bai tremble with fear, and now this white-clothed youth. Which sect or faction in the martial world could cultivate such a person?

"A lone wanderer of the martial world, Zhang Zifeng," the transgressor declared his name, his expression filled with disdain and arrogance.

A lone wanderer of the martial world?

The martial artists present exchanged glances, their faces showing surprise. A so-called lone wanderer meant someone without a sect. But was that possible? To achieve such martial arts without a master’s guidance, relying only on oneself?

"Since you are a lone wanderer of the martial world, why are you helping the wicked?" Linghu Chong stepped out from the Hua Shan Sect’s position, asking coldly.

For some reason, he felt extremely unhappy seeing this young man so close to that demoness. An instinctive displeasure, as if something he cherished was slipping away.

Oh, so he was Linghu Chong?

The moment Zhang Zifeng saw the Hua Shan youth, he recognized his identity in his heart. Interesting, this is very interesting. If he were to eliminate the protagonist here, he wondered how many fate points he would get.

These fate points could be considered as points for the system he had transmigrated with. As long as he completed actions that altered or disrupted the plot, he could obtain fate points.

These fate points could be used to strengthen his own martial arts and internal energy, and they were incredibly effective. For example, establishing a romantic relationship with Ren Yingying had already earned him 2000 fate points.

Now, he had set his sights on Linghu Chong, the protagonist. If he killed Linghu Chong, the protagonist, he was sure he would get another significant power-up.

His thoughts raced within, but Zhang Zifeng showed nothing on his face. "Helping the wicked? What is righteousness and what is evil? What is wrong, and what is right? My heart holds none of these things, only my sister Yingying." As he spoke, he cast a loving glance at Ren Yingying.

At this moment, Ren Yingying also looked at him with affectionate eyes.

This interaction between the two made the righteous individuals around them twitch their lips. Linghu Chong’s expression grew more displeased, and the feeling of losing something precious intensified.

"Bah! Shameless dogs and bitches!" Suddenly, a curse erupted from the crowd.

Zhang Zifeng’s expression turned cold, and his long sword thrust straight towards the source of the sound.

"Ah!" A beggar in tattered clothes let out a scream as his entire arm was severed at the joint.

"This is a lesson for you. You’d better mind your tongue," Zhang Zifeng said with a cold, domineering smile.

Ren Woxing and Xiang Wentian nodded with satisfaction, while Ren Yingying’s eyes were full of love. But the righteous individuals present were extremely displeased. The youth’s casual act of violence was a complete slap in their faces.

Instantly, they were filled with righteous indignation, glaring at the other party.

"Benefactor, your killing intent is too heavy," Fang Zheng, as the leader of the righteous path, clasped his hands together and stared intently at Zhang Zifeng. "This Mount Song is not a place for you to show off your might."

"Oh, really?" Zhang Zifeng tilted his head and smiled, "Then Master, how do you think I should act?"

Fang Zheng’s tone was indifferent as he slowly said, "As in my Buddha’s temple, be transformed by my dharma."

"You want me to become a monk? Sorry, you are not qualified!" Zhang Zifeng held his sword and looked around. "If you’re not convinced, you can try to make a move. But I’ll give you a warning: if you do, you probably won’t see the sunrise tomorrow."

"Arrogant!"

"Insolent!"

"You fellow, do you really think you are invincible under the heavens?"

The martial artists were incensed, glaring at Zhang Zifeng. Even Ren Woxing frowned at this moment, feeling his future son-in-law had lost his mind a bit.

It didn’t matter that he had chopped off the beggar’s hand, and his threats were acceptable. But what was the meaning of this blanket insult? Did he really think he was invincible everywhere?

Even if his combat power was indeed unparalleled, there were so many people present! Human energy is ultimately finite, and even ants can bite an elephant to death.

Could he kill all these people?

In fact, Zhang Zifeng truly could, because he had accumulated enough fate points by now. As long as he spent fate points to replenish his internal energy during the battle, he could achieve an inexhaustible effect.

It was also because of this backing that he dared to act so recklessly.

"This child is incorrigible!" Zuo Lengchan said to Fang Zheng, his gaze fixed on him. "If we let him live, he will surely become a great menace to the martial world."

Whether he was a menace or not didn’t truly matter to Zuo Lengchan; the main point was that he was associated with Ren Woxing. Such an obvious genius from the enemy camp, of course, he wouldn’t wish him to live.

"Alas, Sect Leader Zuo speaks wisely," Fang Zheng said, after a moment of silence, nodding slightly. "But if we were to make a move here, then the appointment with the Jade-Faced Young Master..."

While feigning compassion, his mind was actually on the same track as Zuo Lengchan’s. With such young talent, if allowed to grow, even Shaolin might be in danger.

"The Jade-Faced Young Master is not to be feared, merely someone hiding his face," Zuo Lengchan shook his head. "But right now, it is..."

"Interesting, who were you just calling someone hiding their face?" a clear and cool voice suddenly rang out, interrupting Zuo Lengchan’s words. A beautiful daoist nun, with no makeup, appeared in the arena as if teleporting.

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