Sister, I don't want to be a furnace anymore. I'm about to become an immortal.

Chapter 163: The Generous Western Continent

"Master, this is the exit of Fengxia Valley. Can I leave now?"

"Of course! I'll give you a ride..."

After leaving Fengxia Valley, Xiao Yichen continued walking forward along the exit. After just a few hours, he arrived at the jurisdiction of Badao Sect.

The entire sect was built on a plain, with only roads wide enough for five people to walk side by side between the buildings. Everything looked very crowded, yet very neat.

The outer wall surrounds the Badao Sect in the center. It is called a sect, but it looks more like a city.

At this moment, outside the sect, teams of monks were patrolling in an orderly manner, truly ensuring that not a single mosquito got in. Xiao Yichen was amazed by what he saw.

"This sect is not simple! Just these details alone are enough to show that their ruler is extraordinary."

Without any sneaking around, he walked straight towards the sect's entrance. When the guard saw him, he stopped him.

"Stop, may I ask what brings you to my Ba Dao Sect?"

His voice was full of energy and his words were very polite. It seemed that he was managing the business very well indeed.

"I have come from the East Continent and am entrusted by someone to meet Senior Yu Tianxiong. Please inform him."

After hearing his purpose, one of them nodded, then led him to a place to rest, and then walked towards the hall in the center.

"The cultivators of the Western Continent are straightforward! They don't drag their feet at all, and they even do robberies without hesitation."

With a chuckle, he decided to take a walk around here.

But at this moment, bursts of fighting sounds suddenly came from outside. Xiao Yichen looked over there with some confusion, and saw a group of monks in black clothes fighting with the disciples of Ba Dao Sect, which made him frown.

"Just a few of you dare to cause trouble?"

The strongest of the black-clad men was only at the mid-stage Jindan stage. How could they dare to do that? After all, this was the territory of the Tyrant Blade Sect!

What surprised him the most was that the people here didn't react at all after seeing it, and continued to busy themselves with their own work.

Just then, the person who had just gone to report came back.

"Sorry, brother, Elder Yu went out early this morning."

Hearing this, Xiao Yichen's heart suddenly skipped a beat and almost jumped out. Fortunately, what the other party said next brought his heart back to normal.

"Elder Yu has taken the sect disciples out for training. He will probably be back in the evening. You can go around. There are people guarding the places you can't go to. Just be careful."

Looking at the sun in the sky, Xiao Yichen was anxious but helpless. Fortunately, it would be dark in just a few hours, so he didn't mind spending that little time. He started asking about the group of men in black outside.

"Brother, what are you doing outside?"

The man took a look outside and explained naturally:

"Nothing, just revenge seekers. Brothers, don't worry about them. It's just a minor friction between disciples. It will be over in a few days."

Hearing this, Xiao Yichen was a little confused. This was a very direct way to resolve a personal grudge. Judging from the other party's expression, this kind of thing seemed to happen frequently and was not surprising.

Perhaps guessing his confusion, the man in front of him laughed:

"Brother, you are from the East Continent, so naturally you don't understand the character of our people. We just talk about everything. If we can explain it clearly, we talk about it. If we can't explain it clearly, we fight. If we win, everyone is happy. If we lose, we can just fight back next time. As long as it's not a mortal feud, the sect generally won't care about these things."

Xiao Yichen was stunned when he heard this. He suddenly felt that the people of the Western Continent were so simple! No wonder the old ghost seemed to be born with a missing string. It turned out that they were all raised by this land.

Without further conversation, the man returned to his post. Yu Tianxiong was not there now, so Xiao Yichen planned to go outside to join in the fun and watch a play to pass the time.

I came near the group of people and found a stone to sit on.

"Haha, quite civilized."

In the open space ahead, the two sides were fighting one-on-one, but it was obvious that the enemies were not enough. There were only 20 men in black, while there were more than 30 men from the Badao Sect.

"Ah! You bastard, give me back the blood-clotting grass you stole from me. I've been looking for it for half a month, but you got it first." A young man roared, raised the sledgehammer in his hand and smashed it hard at the person in front of him.

"You must have eaten too much. The blood-clotting grass grows right there. I picked it and it's mine. How dare you come to my house and find me? Pah..."

Just for this matter, more than forty cultivators fought here, which made Xiao Yichen laugh.

But his laughter instantly attracted the attention of a disciple from the Ba Dao Sect. Because he had no opponent, the other party was sitting aside watching the fun like him, and from time to time he punched left and right in the air, wanting to go up and fight.

Xiao Yichen was wearing black at the moment, and was misunderstood by the man, who thought he was from the opposite group.

"Hey, kid over there, what are you laughing at? Come here, or I'll beat you up and make you cry."

Xiao Yichen didn't expect that the melon would be eaten by him, and waved his hands awkwardly at the other party:

"Misunderstood, I am a..."

However, before he could finish his words, the disciples of the Ba Dao Sect rushed towards him with machetes in their hands.

Xiao Yichen smiled bitterly, and when the other party was about to reach him, he controlled a stone under his feet to suddenly stand up, and the man was thrown to the ground.

"Brother! I'm really not one of them. I just happened to be wearing this outfit."

He was still explaining patiently, but the other party didn't listen at all. He stood up and continued to attack him. In desperation, Xiao Yichen could only kick the other party away. This should be considered his victory.

As a result, after defeating this man, another disciple from the Badao Sect attacked him. Xiao Yichen also found it funny and kicked one down after another.

Soon, the commotion here attracted everyone's attention, and both sides stopped tacitly.

"Who is this guy? So fierce?"

The monks on the black-clothed man's side looked at each other and shook their heads to indicate that they didn't know him.

"Who cares? Anyone wearing black is from the Xuanying Sect, you bastards, you're doomed to fail today. Haha, give me the blood-clotting grass back now."

Upon hearing this, the faces of the disciples from the Ba Dao Sect all turned ugly. They had just seen Xiao Yichen kicking each kid one by one. Even if they attacked together, they might not be able to defeat him.

At this moment, Xiao Yichen kicked the last person away and shouted at them:

"I'm just passing by. Don't come looking for me again."

As soon as these words were spoken, the people on both sides suddenly quieted down, but after a while, they started fighting again. Since Xiao Yichen would not help either side, it would depend on their own ability.

The battle lasted until midnight. Xiao Yichen was tired of watching, but they were still fighting.

The Ba Dao Sect disciples who were injured by his kick were sitting next to him. They asked him how he practiced and why he was so strong. Then they commented on the people who were still fighting. The general meaning was: If I had gone up, I would have been knocked down by the opponent long ago.

Suddenly, Xiao Yichen was patted on the shoulder. He turned around and saw that it was the monk who was on duty during the day.

"Brother, Elder Yu is back. When he heard that you were a cultivator from the East Continent, he asked me to take you to see him immediately."