With this low-level fight, the viewers felt a sense of brutality and thought that this little guy was a monster, a lunatic, and had a mental illness.

Wu Tianchu stumbled forward a few steps, unable to turn around in time, and was pushed on his waist. Finally, he kicked backwards, but the posture was ugly, like a dog kicking its legs back to urinate.

Luo Bo was caught off guard and was kicked directly, making him scream in anger.

“You little bastard! You worthless piece of shit! Why don’t you go die!”

Everyone understood the first two sentences, but what does “worthless piece of shit” mean? When did Wu Tianchu become a worthless piece of shit?

Mi Xiaojing understood, Luo Bo must have been called this when he was beaten at home before. Luo Bo probably thought this was the most powerful insult.

Mo Yuer chuckled. It was the first time she heard someone insult someone like this, and it was really unexpected.

Seeing Mo Yuer laugh, the others laughed along, although they didn’t know what Mo Yuer was laughing about.

Wu Tianchu regretted it in his heart. It was not honorable to fight with a child. If he won, it would be shameful, and if he lost, it would be even more embarrassing. It would be better not to fight. He pretended not to hear Luo Bo’s insults and said, “That’s enough. This is not a fight, this is recklessness! This habit is not good.”

Although Luo Bo didn’t win the fight, he was excited. This was his first battle, and this one battle made him completely fall in love with this feeling. Fighting, or rather, recklessness, felt really good and exciting.

“Of course you have to fight recklessly, you coward… Come on, fight me again!”

Luo Bo was not satisfied and wanted to fight again. He saw that Wu Tianchu didn’t react, so he said, “Who wants to fight? Come on! Fight me!”

Those low-level cultivators really didn’t want to come up and teach him a lesson. They were really scared by the madness of this little guy. It was not cost-effective to fight with a lunatic.

Mi Xiaojing stepped forward and pulled Luo Bo, saying, “Why fight?”

Luo Bo pointed at a sneaky guy hiding in the crowd and said, “He insulted Afu…”

Mi Xiaojing said, “Why did he insult Afu… Hey, you, come here!” He pointed at that person and waved.

That person saw Mi Xiaojing and knew it was not good. Judging from his attire, Mi Xiaojing was wearing the clothes of a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the sect, which could avoid offending disciples.

That person looked to Mo Yuer for help with his eyes.

Mo Yuer looked indifferent and said, “What are you looking at me for? Go!” After guessing Mi Xiaojing’s identity, her thoughts had changed. Regardless of the situation, it was a matter of face to have a good relationship with a Pill Master. She knew that many Foundation Establishment and Elemental Infant cultivators wanted to know Mi Xiaojing.

That person was dumbfounded.

Mi Xiaojing stared at him and said impatiently, “What? Can’t you come over?”

That person reluctantly walked to Mi Xiaojing. Mi Xiaojing didn’t intend to bully him, he just asked, “Why did you insult someone?”

“I… I…”

He couldn’t explain clearly. Did insulting someone require a reason? If you didn’t like someone, you insulted them. Who knew that these few people had a Foundation Establishment expert backing them up? He didn’t expect that a few insults would lead to a fight. He didn’t want to suffer any losses.

Mi Xiaojing frowned. He was not a violent person, and he couldn’t find a suitable solution after thinking about it. Did he have to beat him up, or even worse, kill him? This was something he couldn’t do.

“This matter ends here, but the premise is that you have to apologize!”

That guy was also a shameless person. When he heard this solution, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Apologize? That was too easy. Just touch his lips together, and he would apologize without losing a single hair.

“Ah, little junior brother, I’m sorry, I’m a jerk, don’t mind me…”

Everyone was speechless, even the guy’s group had no face. This guy really had no shame!

Although Mo Yuer was not part of their group, she also found it boring and turned around to leave. If it wasn’t for Mi Xiaojing being valued by the sect, she wouldn’t mind suppressing the other party. It was completely not worth it now.

Out of sight, out of mind, Mo Yuer had no choice but to leave.

Seeing Mo Yuer leave, the flatterers followed suit. Mi Xiaojing found it funny. Was this matter really over? But this experience made him realize that in the cultivation world, strength really spoke.

Mi Xiaojing patted Luo Bo’s head and said, “Don’t fight so recklessly, it’s not worth it.”

Luo Bo knew that Xiao Mi gege cared about him, so he said, “I like it this way…”

Mi Xiaojing was speechless, but he didn’t want to force it. He just said, “Prepare more moves. Even if you fight recklessly, you should have some confidence.”

Luo Bo nodded vigorously. Actually, when he really fought, he didn’t care about anything else. Fighting was his excitement. This time, he was a bit addicted.

This feeling really fascinated Luo Bo. He didn’t know why, but once he started fighting, he couldn’t control his excitement.

“Let’s go home!”

Zhang Ke smiled bitterly and said, “Little Shishu, I can’t stop him…”

Mi Xiaojing shook his head and said, “It’s okay, let’s go home.” He had already regarded these people as his own. No matter what they did, he wouldn’t do anything to them. Besides, it wasn’t Luo Bo’s fault in this matter. Even if Luo Bo was at fault, he would continue to be at fault. Mi Xiaojing was very clear about this.

In other words, Mi Xiaojing was extremely protective of his own people. He knew very well that in the cultivation world, besides strength, there was only strength if you wanted to protect your own. He was not qualified to protect his own yet, his strength was not enough.

If it was a Foundation Establishment cultivator bullying Luo Bo, Mi Xiaojing could still fight back. If it was a Core Formation or even Elemental Infant cultivator, let alone fighting back, he would have a hard time protecting his own life.

“After you go back, practice seriously… and promote as soon as possible!”

Mi Xiaojing also realized that if everyone’s strength improved, they would not be a burden, but a help.

Back at the Gathering Spring Courtyard, Mao Tou ran over with a cold, icy bead and said, “Xiao Mi gege, I found a bead in the backyard… It’s cold, what is this?”

Luo Bo chuckled, “Kid, what kind of bead is this… Ah, it’s indeed icy cold!” He reached out to touch it, immediately retracting his hand. The piercing cold made him shiver involuntarily, “Kid, aren’t you cold?”

The kid nonchalantly held the bead, dismissively saying, “It just feels a bit icy, I don’t think it’s that cold.”

Mi Xiaojing reached out to pick up the bead, a bone-chilling coldness piercing his palm. It was a kind of coldness that carried a ghostly aura, immediately putting Mi Xiaojing on alert.

A ghost bead!