I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

Chapter 52: Junior Brother, Feel free to Tell Me If You Have Any Trouble!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

In the small courtyard, Zheng Jingshan, who had a bruised face, was applying medicine on himself angrily.

He had been beaten up by Miao Chengyang for no reason that day. If not for the fact that Miao Chengyang was afraid of Fairy Li, he might not have survived.

Over the past two days, Zheng Jingshan had anxiously sent someone to the outer sect to find out the ins and outs of the matter so that he could find the culprit who framed him. But his face had been greatly damaged after all. Therefore, he used the excuse of cultivation to curl up in the small courtyard of

Kulan and not go out. He even ordered his junior brothers and sisters not to approach him unless it was urgent.

When he heard the knocking on the door, he frowned and thought to himself, Could it be that he found the person who framed me?

He immediately made a hand seal and withdrew the array formation. At the same time, he waved his hand to open the door and said in a low voice, “Come in.”

“Senior Brother Zheng!” Pei Ling, who was outside the door, heaved a sigh of relief. It was always a good thing that Zheng Jingshan was willing to see him.

As soon as he entered, he cupped his fists and bowed. “Ever since I entered the sect, I’ve been thinking about repaying Senior Brother Zheng’s kindness all the time! It’s just that my cultivation level is low and I don’t have anything on me. It’s a little too insincere to thank you with nothing. Now that I’ve

returned from the mission, thanks to Senior Brother Zheng, I am lucky to have gained something. So I came to express my sincerity.”

As he spoke, he took out 10 inferior-grade Spirit Stones from his storage bag, held them with both hands, and handed them to Zheng Jingshan respectfully.

On the way here, Pei Ling had already done a calculation. The mission reward in his hands was 167 inferior-grade Spirit Stones. In addition, he had inherited the remnants of Chen Huan and the others’ inheritance. At most, it was less than 200 inferior-grade Spirit Stones. Compared to a fine of more than

70,000 Spirit Stones, it was nothing.

If he could greatly reduce the fine through Zheng Jingshan, or obtain benefits such as an extension of the deadline, or at least intimidate Li Siguang and his family… In short, he would not lose anything by achieving any goal.

If he gained nothing, he would lose 13 inferior-grade Spirit Stones. Pei Ling could afford to pay this price.

At the thought of this, Pei Ling looked up slightly so that Zheng Jingshan could see the sincere and grateful expression on his face.

…” Zheng Jingshan was stunned. He did not expect it to be Pei Ling, nor did he expect him to thank him.

He could not react in time.

On the other hand, Pei Ling looked up and saw the injuries on Zheng Jingshan’s face. He could not help but be stunned. “Senior Brother Zheng, you are…?”

“A few days ago, I sparred with a late-stage Foundation Establishment Branch Master.” Pei Ling was shocked when he heard that. He quickly coughed to hide his reaction. “Although I won by a hair’s breadth, the other party’s cultivation is after all a level higher than mine. It was inevitable that I’d suffer

some physical injuries.”

Pei Ling could not help but be impressed. In his opinion, the outer sect’s Chen Huan and his group were not easy to deal with, and the inner sect disciples who were promoted from the outer sect were definitely more vicious.

Zheng Jingshan could fight those at a higher level than him and even won by a move. No wonder he could follow Fairy Li.

He quickly said, “So that’s how it is. Senior Brother Zheng was actually able to defeat a late-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator with a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation. As expected of an inner sect elite, the future of the sect!”

Zheng Jingshan’s body was still aching faintly. Hearing this, his face heated up slightly. He forced himself to be calm and said, “Junior Brother Pei, you’re going too far. Among the Branch Masters in the inner sect… Cough, cough…”

After all, he still cared about his face. He swallowed his words halfway.

To his surprise, Pei Ling immediately nodded and said seriously, “Senior Brother Zheng, I understand! Although Senior Brother’s cultivation level is high and your strength is formidable, you don’t like to be ostentatious… I won’t tell anyone!”

Isn’t he just playing indifferent? I f*cking know too well!

At the thought of this, Pei Ling could not help but feel a little worried. If this Senior Brother Zheng is someone who sits on the fence, there’s a high chance that he won’t interfere in my troublesome affairs. Could it be that my 13 inferior-grade Spirit Stones have gone down the drain today?

“Let’s not talk about this anymore.” Zheng Jingshan did not want to continue this topic and quickly changed the subject. “Oh right, you just came back from a mission? You’ve just entered the sect and you’re already doing a mission? What mission are you doing? Did you meet with any trouble?”

“Senior Brother Zheng,” Pei Ling waited for him to ask these questions, so he said respectfully, “When I first entered the sect, I read the sect rules. But I was pemniless, so for security against the unexpected, I accepted a few missions. It was to go to Spiraling Mountain City…”

At the mention of Spiraling Mountain City, Pei Ling’s heart skipped a beat. At long last, he remembered Duanmu Yan’s advice.

“Go to the Disciplinary Hall later!” He quickly took note of this matter and composed himself. He briefly described the circumstances of the mission to Zheng Jingshan and talked about the trouble he encountered at the end. “On the way to Spiraling Mountain City, Senior Brother Zhang Zhongqin said that

he wanted to assess my strength so that I wouldn’t get into trouble at the critical moment. Senior Brother Zhang Zhongqin’s cultivation level is a level higher than mine. I didn’t last long before I was defeated… As expected, Senior Brother Zheng is still amazing. You can win against a cultivator who is a

level higher.”

‘When Zheng Jingshan heard this, the corners of his lips twitched and his mood improved.

After all, ever since he was beaten unconscious by Miao Chengyang in front of his junior brothers, his prestige had plummeted. However, since his senior sister was in seclusion, he could not ask for her protection and could only rely on himself to face this situation.

On the other hand, Miao Chengyang had deliberately publicized what happened. It was said that he even received the support of Zhou Zhenchuan, who had always been at odds with his senior sister and had been suppressed by her… Instantly, this matter became a laughing stock in the entire inner sect.

Otherwise, Zheng Jingshan would not have used cultivation as an excuse to lie low in this small courtyard until the fuss died down.

Now that he was repeatedly praised by Pei Ling, he could not help but feel that what he said made sense.

After all, that damn Miao Chengyang was at the late-stage of the Foundation Establishment realm!

He was a mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator. Was it embarrassing to lose to Miao Chengyang? No, that was a given.

On the other hand, although Miao Chengyang seemed to be very aggressive, he did not really dare to kill him to avenge his brother.

What a coward.

Pei Ling did not know what this Senior Brother Zheng was thinking, but after he sensed that Zheng Jingshan’s expression seemed to have eased, he was secretly delighted and did not mention his mission. After all, it was really not easy to tell Zheng Jingshan about the deaths of Chen Huan and the others.

If he concealed anything, once Zheng Jingshan found out, who knew if he would lose his trust and his favorable impression of him?

So he did not mention the mission situation at all. He only repeated the scene where he could not beat Zhang Zhongqin on the Corpse Cloud to set off Zheng Jingshan’s ‘outstanding battle achievements’. He put in more effort to flatter this senior brother until Zheng Jingshan beamed with joy. Feeling that

the atmosphere was about right, he said, “Senior Brother Zheng, I just joined the sect. I really encountered some trouble out of sheer helplessness. I wonder if you can give me some pointers?”

Zheng Jingshan was in a good mood. When he heard this, he quickly calculated in his heart. This Pei Ling was someone that Senior Sister Li took a fancy to. Now that Senior Sister Li was in seclusion, he had to take care of him on her behalf.

In addition, Pei Ling did not come from an influential family background. He was sensible, and he even took the initiative to give him Spirit Stones as a thank-you gift. Although 10 inferior-grade Spirit Stones were not worth mentioning, it was obvious that this kid was not unreasonable

He guessed that the so-called trouble would not be borrowing money or any big trouble.

Since that was the case, he patted his chest confidently and promised, “Don’t worry, Junior Brother Pei. Although I’m only one of the 13 Branch Masters in the inner sect, matters of the outer sect are not a big deal. Just tell me if you have any trouble!”

Seeing this, Pei Ling heaved a sigh of relief and praised himself for the value of these 13 Spirit Stones.

He hurriedly said, “It’s like this, Senior Brother. On the day I entered the sect, Li Siguang, Miao Cheng’an, and Zhou Yi took a fancy to the Life-Extinguishing Blade that Senior Brother rewarded me with. Not only did they want to snatch it, but their words were also quite disrespectful to Senior Brother! I,

Pei Ling, was deeply indebted to Senior Brother. How could I tolerate them treating Senior Brother like this!?

Even though I was weak, in order to protect Senior Brother, I risked my life. I had to kill them to avenge Senior Brother!

In short, after a desperate battle, I killed all three of them with the Life-Extinguishing Blade!”

Pei Ling slightly glossed over the entire incident and said hopefully, “Senior Brother Zheng, those three bastards’ friends and families hate me now.. Please protect me, Senior Brother!”

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