The Rich Cultivator-Chapter 32. Petty Tyler

A blurry figure suddenly materialised in front of Tyler. If an ordinary person had encountered such a scene, they might have been startled.

However, for cultivators, such situations were not uncommon. Whether it involved entities like the soul, inner demons, or even illusions, they could all produce the same effect.

For Tyler he just looked at the figure with a deadpan expression.

Mana ignored Tyler and looked at Zi Long, "Mana wants Spirit Melon Juice."

"Yes Madam." Zi Long bowed and went to make some fresh juice.

Mana has top second authority in the mansion. So no servant in the mansion dares to ignore her.

Mana looked back at Tyler. Tyler was still in a daze , he seemed to be thinking something.

"What are you thinking?" Mana couldn’t help but ask.

"Oh... I - I am just thinking about formations and theories." Tyler said.

Mana lost interest in the topic and grabbed the Juice that Zi Long brought.

Tyler looked at Zi Long and called him, "Zi Long."

"Yes, Master." Zi Long replied.

"Do you have plans on getting revenge?" Tyler asked.

"Yes master. I will definitely kill those two." Zi Long gnashed his teeth but suddenly he thought it was appropriate to lose temper before his master so he apologised.

"Huh... Don’t mind. Actually It is better if you raise your realm and fight your ex-friend and defeat him before your ex-girl. Make her life in regret. That’s how a protagonist does things. Killing is not the solution for everything." Tyler advised.

Zi Long nodded and bowed at Tyler then left.

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At the

"Zi Long is still alive." Meng WuYa asked as if he had heard the world’s funniest joke, a grin appeared on his face from ear to ear, but suddenly his complexion turned cold, then he scoldingly said, "Didn’t I tell you never to mention his name?"

While speaking, he just randomly threw out a slap.

"Shunt!" With this sound his servant’s face became pale, Weiwei just saw Meng WuYa lifting one hand and in the next moment a resounding sound rang out from the servant’s face unexpectedly.

Two teeth flew out and that servant flew with them for a few metres, then with a dum sound he dropped to the ground.

"Brother Meng, You have become stronger." Weiwei said as she collided her hands around his neck.

"Brother, what should we do If that Zi Long is still alive?." Weiwei asked in a murderous tone. Zi Long is someone she tries to forget but can’t. She felt like Zi Long would become her inner demon.

"Let’s use bait. If he is still alive he will definitely try to bite the bait and then we can handle him." Meng WuYa laughed and pulled her into his embrace.

The servant had also been dumbstruck by the flick of that palm, after falling to the ground, he staggered and crawled, after several moments when he was able to find the correct direction, he again looked at Meng Wuya. His right cheek swelled up greatly, although he does not have any internal injuries, that slap which was given to him by Meng Wuya. He stood and left like nothing happened. It is not the first time he got beaten up by his young master.

After that the servant walked out of the mansion. He then went to the White Auction Hall in that city. After entering the Auction Hall, he borrowed a letter and pen and wrote everything that happened now. Then he gave it to the manager. He received some spirit stones for his work.

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A day later, Tyler opened the same letter and started reading it. He couldn’t help but smile.

"Are you taking revenge on him because he betrayed you?" Mana asked while eating a dessert. Her tummy stayed flat which made Tyler wonder if there was any storage item in her stomach.

"How did you find ou- *cough* nope. I am not that petty. It is just according to my ’Chess Spell’, I have to look at people as Chess Piece and manipulate them. I don’t understand what that means. So I decided to test it. If Zi Long is stuck in a dangerous situation. Then I will help him." Tyler said.

Tyler bribed a servant in the Meng Wuya Mansion and notified them that Zi Long was alive. They will probably scheme against Zi Long to reveal himself. At that time Tyler will stay in shadow and try to conduct the orchestra in the shadows.

After that, Daily Life of Cultivation, Classes continued in Tyler’s Life. He would practise his Combat Arts, Movement Arts in the Combat training Class With Chen Xi. Other times he studies the formation.

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After that, Daily Life of Cultivation, Classes continued in Tyler’s Life. He would practise his Combat Arts, Movement Arts in the Combat training Class With Chen Xi. Other times he studies the formation.

"Mana didn’t know You were this petty." Mana who is playing in the snow said to Tyler, who is meditating inside a Hot Spring in the middle of the snow.

This is one of the famous spots inside the sect. But the disciples have to pay to use the Hot Spring.

"What Petty?" Tyler’s eyes dodged.

"Stop acting. Mana is Tyler’s Ghost Spirit, so Mana can sense your thoughts." Mana made a snowman as tall as her.

"Are you talking about Ximen?"

Ximen is the disciple from Soaring Cloud Sect who provoked Tyler twice. One in the Jade Valley City and another in the village of Ghost.

"Hehe, I just paid someone to teach him a lesson." Tyler said.

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A Day before at the Night

Soaring Cloud Sect, Outer Disciple Court.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Who is it? It’s so late," From one of the houses, Ximen’s impatient voice rang. He opened the door, and before he could see who it was, a black shadow attacked his face.

Ximen’s heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively blocked the attack. However, the black shadow seemed to anticipate his move and slightly adjusted its attack, dodging his arm.

"Bang!"

Ximen felt a sharp pain on his cheek and involuntarily fell backward. Before he could get up, a sack fell from the sky and covered him.

At the same time, Ximen heard the sound of his door being forcefully shut. Panic surged within Ximen. Was someone trying to kill him?

"Who is it? Who dares to harm someone in the Soaring Cloud Sect ? Do you want to die?" Ximen shouted loudly, attempting to tear the sack apart with his arms. However, in the next moment, a barrage of attacks rained down on him. Ximen couldn’t react in time, and he was mercilessly struck repeatedly.

"Don’t hit me! Stop! At Least tell me who did I offend, before attacking.... Stop attacking!" Initially, Ximen shouted defiantly, but soon he began screaming in pain. The assailant specifically targeted his head and face, causing excruciating pain that made Ximen beg for mercy.

Ximen’s cries gradually subsided as he was continuously pummelling, rendering him unable to muster the strength to shout. He was beaten until he fainted multiple times, only to wake up in agony.

After an unknown amount of time, Ximen slowly regained consciousness. He instinctively recoiled, realising that the beating had ceased.

Ximen’s body aches all over as he removes the sack covering him, revealing a face so disfigured that only his mother could recognize him.

"Who... Who did this? You’re going too far!" Ximen sat on the ground, tears streaming from his eyes. The tears flowed over his wounds, causing him unbearable pain. His facial features were distorted from the swelling.

It hurt so much..

"Young Master!!! What happened?" Ximen’s Lackey ran towards him while shouting. Due to his pride Ximen didn’t shout out loud. But his Lackey’s sound made other disciples wake up.

"Shut up idiot." Ximen scolded him and walked forward, his legs were also injured so he couldn’t walk properly.

"What happened Young Master? Who ravaged you in the middle of the night?" The Lackey was panicking and forgot to lower his volume.

"Someone Ravaged Fellow Daoist Ximen?"

"This is Boys residential Area. There is no way a girl could have sneaked in."

"Did he get ravaged by a man?"

Soon other disciples began to gather and gossiped. Lackey understood that he did something wrong again. He just couldn’t control his mouth.

"Young Master , I will go and check if the Medicine Master is awake." After saying that he ran away.

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Inside the crowd, a young man’s mouth twitched. He patted the spirit stones in his waist and looked at the Ximen.

"I am really sorry fellow disciple, but I was paid a lot just to bash your face. Don’t hold a grudge against me." He murmured to himself and left the crowd. His Job is done , all he has to do is report that mysterious guy who offered him spirit stones. If possible he wanted to ask him for more jobs like this.

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I almost missed today’s upload.