I cultivate the Chaos Technique

Zhang Yifan sat quietly on the stone bed, feeling the abundant spiritual energy within his body.

After several days of secluded cultivation, he successfully broke through to the mid-stage of Qi Refining. His spiritual energy had stabilized, and his divine sense had become more acute.

However, his progress in cultivation made him forget the passage of time, and he hadn't left the house for several days.

Just as Zhang Yifan was about to leave the seclusion, he suddenly heard a commotion outside the courtyard gate.

The noise outside the door broke the peaceful atmosphere of his cultivation. Zhang Yifan frowned slightly, feeling somewhat displeased.

"Zhang Yifan, what are you doing hiding in the room, you good-for-nothing? The Scripture Pavilion hasn't been cleaned in ages."

Are you ignoring what I said?! Today I'm going to teach you a lesson you won't forget!

A sharp voice came from outside the door, its tone full of provocation.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yifan immediately knew who the visitors were—Wang Xiaomao and his gang, who usually bullied him.

As he spoke, Wang Xiaomao rolled up his sleeves, seemingly determined to bully him again.

Normally, relying on their numbers, they would always push all the hard work onto Zhang Yifan, and if he showed any dissatisfaction, they would give him a good beating.

Zhang Yifan slowly got up, pushed open the door, and coldly glanced at the three people in the courtyard.

The three people standing in the courtyard, besides Wang Xiaomao and Li Daniu, included an outer disciple named Zhao Hu.

Wang Xiaomao, like Zhang Yifan, had no cultivation and similar physique. Last time the two fought, he was the one who dominated Zhang Yifan.

But Wang Xiaomao always liked to bully Zhang Yifan because he had powerful backers. Today, not only did he have Li Daniu, who could easily beat Zhang Yifan, on his side, but he also had Li Daniu.

There was also Zhao Hu, an outer disciple. Thinking of this, Wang Xiaomao rolled up his sleeves with a sense of confidence, looking like he was about to teach Zhang Yifan a lesson.

Speaking of Zhao Hu, his eyes were fierce, and his brows exuded an undeniable domineering aura.

He wasn't tall, but he was as muscular as a lump of iron, with a fierce look on his face, always appearing like a bully, as if he was always ready to oppress the weak.

Zhao Hu had already entered the early stage of Qi Refining. Relying on this level of cultivation, he was domineering among the miscellaneous disciples, and no one dared to oppose him.

When Wang Xiaomao saw Zhang Yifan come out, a disdainful smile appeared on his lips:

"Oh, so this good-for-nothing finally decided to show himself? Let's see how you hide now!"

After saying that, Wang Xiaomao rolled up his sleeves, ready to teach Zhang Yifan a lesson as usual.

He reached out as if to grab Zhang Yifan's collar, but Zhang Yifan moved with astonishing speed and threw a punch.

The fist, imbued with fierce spiritual power, struck Wang Xiaomao's chest in an instant.

Wang Xiaomao felt a tightness in his chest, and then he flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground, a mouthful of blood spilling from his mouth.

Zhao Hu and Li Daniu were stunned. They never expected that Zhang Yifan, whom they usually bullied without any chance to fight back, would actually send Wang Xiaomao flying with a single punch.

"How is this possible! You...you actually broke through the Qi Refining stage and became a cultivator!"

Zhao Hu was dumbfounded, utterly shocked.

He had already entered the early stage of Qi Refining and thought he would be able to suppress Zhang Yifan, but the situation before him filled him with fear.

Zhang Yifan stared coldly at Zhao Hu, a hint of chill in his eyes:

"Zhao Hu, you're really overestimating yourself today. Get out of here now, or you'll regret it."

A surge of anger welled up in Zhao Hu's heart. Although he was somewhat wary of Zhang Yifan's transformation, as a cultivator who had entered the early stage of Qi Refining ten years ago, he felt that he could still fight against Zhang Yifan, who had just entered the Qi Refining stage.

Zhao Hu gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Yifan, don't be so arrogant! Today I'll show you that even though we're both at the early stage of Qi Refining, I'm not someone a kid who just entered the Qi Refining stage like you can compare to!"

After saying that, Zhao Hu waved his hands, gathering his spiritual power in his palms, and struck Zhang Yifan hard.

However, his movements appeared incredibly slow to Zhang Yifan. Zhang Yifan dodged Zhao Hu's attack with a swift movement, then unleashed a palm strike, his spiritual energy surging forth and instantly sending Zhao Hu flying backward.

Zhao Hu crashed heavily to the ground, a sharp pain shooting through his chest, blood gushing from his mouth. He no longer dared to underestimate Zhang Yifan; only deep fear remained in his heart.

Upon seeing this, Li Daniu was terrified and rushed forward to help Zhao Hu and Wang Xiaomao up, his only thought being to escape from the place as quickly as possible.

"You lot have messed with me today, so don't think you're leaving easily!" Zhang Yifan's voice was icy as he approached step by step.

Zhao Hu knew they had met their match today, and struggled to say...

"Zhang Yifan, don't be so smug. We'll see! I can't handle you, but Senior Brother Liu certainly can! He's at the mid-stage of Qi Refining!"

Li Daniu and Wang Xiaomao echoed their agreement, helping Zhao Hu run out of the courtyard in a disheveled state.

Zhang Yifan watched them leave, a cold smile playing on his lips.

With his current cultivation level, Zhao Hu and his ilk were utterly insignificant. Although he didn't want to cause any more trouble, their repeated provocations had crossed his bottom line.

Before long, Zhao Hu and the others escaped back to their "backer"—the residence of Liu Qiang, an outer disciple.

Liu Qiang was meditating with his eyes closed when he heard Zhao Hu's sobbing and opened his eyes.

Zhao Hu was his underling, who usually helped him with miscellaneous tasks. Today, he was beaten up like this by a mere servant, which infuriated Liu Qiang.

"Zhang Yifan? He's nothing but a lowly servant, yet he dared to injure my men!"

Liu Qiang snorted coldly and stood up. "Take me to see who this Zhang Yifan really is."

Zhao Hu, looking smug, led Liu Qiang straight to Zhang Yifan's residence. Soon, they arrived at Zhang Yifan's courtyard gate.

Liu Qiang glanced disdainfully at the dilapidated courtyard and sneered:

"Zhang Yifan, come out here!"

Zhang Yifan sensed the fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from outside the courtyard and knew that Zhao Hu had brought reinforcements. He stepped out of the room and looked...

Liu Qiang remained calm.

"So it's Senior Brother Liu. May I ask what brings you here?" Zhang Yifan asked casually.

Seeing Zhang Yifan's calm expression, Liu Qiang felt a slight sense of apprehension, but he quickly suppressed it. He coldly snorted:

"Zhang Yifan, you injured my junior brother. How do you plan to resolve this matter?"

Zhang Yifan sneered, "Senior Brother Liu, I was merely acting in self-defense. You people are bullying others with your power; do you expect me to just sit here and wait to die?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Qiang's anger intensified: "You sharp-tongued brat, I'll cripple you today!"

After saying that, Liu Qiang threw a punch at Zhang Yifan. However, Zhang Yifan was already prepared. He slightly shifted his body to the side, avoiding Liu Qiang's attack, and at the same time, he struck Liu Qiang in the chest with lightning speed.

Liu Qiang felt a sharp pain in his chest and was forced back several steps by Zhang Yifan's palm strike, almost falling over.

Liu Qiang stared at Zhang Yifan in disbelief: "You actually... are also at the mid-stage of Qi Refining!"

Zhang Yifan said coldly, "Senior Brother Liu, I didn't want to make enemies today, but since you keep provoking me, don't blame me for being impolite."

Liu Qiang, enduring the pain in his chest, knew he was no match for Zhang Yifan today and had no choice but to retreat for the time being. He gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Yifan, you just wait!"

After saying that, Liu Qiang helped Zhao Hu and they left Zhang Yifan's courtyard in a disheveled state.

Watching their departing figures, Zhang Yifan remained vigilant without the slightest relaxation.

He knew that today's events were not over. Liu Qiang was merely an outer disciple, while behind him were inner disciples who had powerful backers.

Sure enough, in less than an hour, Zhang Yifan felt a powerful aura approaching his courtyard.