Gu Daoist Master Chapter 30

Almost at the same time, on the other side.

"Father and mother, that was what happened." Fang Zheng stood up straight while respectfully said.

In the middle of the hall, there sat Fang Yuan's uncle Gu Yue Dong Tu and his aunt. They were frowning while leaning on the back of a big chair.

Aunt was gritting her teeth. She was feeling incensed by injustice because of Fang Zheng, yet happy in seeing the other's misfortunes, "Fang Yuan this rascal. He did not only extort others, but also, he did not even let his own brother off. Heartlessly cutting off their relationships like that! However, this time he has made such a big mistake, it seems that it is only a matter of time before the schoolhouse expels him."

"Alright, shut your mouth for a bit." His uncle sighed, then turned to Fang Zheng and said, "You only lost one Primeval Stone, don't worry. Go to the accounts office and get one more. Leave and diligently cultivate. There is nothing for you to do here now. With your grade A aptitude, there is a high possibility that you can be the first one to reach the Intermediate level one. You should not waste your innate talent. Your mother and I, all hope that you can come in first this time."

"Yes, father, mother, I will take my leave." Fang Zheng left; his heart was full of worries.

He silently asked himself, "Today, gege blocked the schoolhouse's grand gates, extorting the other disciples. Creating such tremendous effects, there can be a high possibility that he will be expelled. If that happens, should I intercede for him?"

Two voices started opposing each other inside his head.

A voice said, "You don't need to plead for him. He even snatched the Primeval Stones from his own blood brother. Even if he were to be expelled, he only has himself to blame. You may escape an untoward act of God, but never the evil of your own!"

Another voice resounded, "But he is your blood brother, with a similar face, blood is thicker than water. Alright, even if you don't accept him, you have to plead for him. If you did not, how would outsiders see you? They would feel that you are a heartless person."

Seeing Fang Zheng having left the room, aunt could not stay patient anymore and happily said, "Husband, we should completely cut off Fang Yuan's living allowance. This rascal was too impatient; he's made a big mistake this time! He even dared to fight right at the grand gates of the schoolhouse, even extorting others. This is provoking the schoolhouse's Elder. I think it is a highly possiblility that he will be expelled."

Uncle shook his head again, "Your thought is too simple. Fang Yuan won't be expelled. Moreover, he might not be receiving any punishment at all."

"Why?" Aunt was confused.

Uncle coldly snorted, "Fighting is encouraged, as long as there are no serious consequences. The fight this time, were there any disciples that had died? No."

Aunt still could not accept it, "How can you know there was none? Unexpected things always happen when it comes to this kind of fighting."

Uncle closed both of his eyes while leaning back on the chair, "You women, really are naive. You think the schoolhouse's Elder is just for decoration? When will the bodyguard appear? If they hadn't appeared, it meant that the situation was always under control. If someone was severely hurt, they would have soon come over, and would not wait until the end."

"You are not a Gu Master; so you won't understand. The schoolhouse does not forbid its disciples to fight; they even maintain an encouraging attitude toward it. The more they fight, the better it helps them in their battles later. Some disciples could even create a lifetime friendships while fighting. The seniors won't look into this. This is already a customary rule. Whoever wants to put a spotlight on this, they will destroy such a rule."

Aunt widened her mouth upon hearing this; she unwillingly said, "Fang Yuan has grabbed a big amount of Primeval Stones, but nothing will happen to him? Will they just let him go like that? Having such an amount of Primeval Stone is a tremendous aid for his cultivation."

Uncle abruptly opened his eyes; cruelty could be seen on his visage, "What can we do now? You want me to meet him then directly snatch away his Primeval Stones? However, it's not like we can't take advantage of this. Regardless of Fang Zheng being his blood brother, he still robbed the Primeval Stones from him. This is his faulty stroke. Fang Zheng is a grade A aptitude. One day, he will be much more powerful than him. We can exploit this and incite disharmony to split up Fang Zheng and him. Letting Fang Zheng completely stay away from Fang Yuan, being freely used by us!"

Just like that, three days had passed by.

The dispute of Fang Yuan extortingdid not spread out nor being stirred up but was rather settled down.

Without any seniors came to break the customary rule, or make it difficult for Fang Yuan, the schoolhouse's Elder also casually had his eyes half opened.

However, during this period, there were two or three youngsters who were annoyed about the result that their Primeval Stones were snatched away, so they came to Fang Yuan to challenge him.

But Fang Yuan could easily have beaten them afterwards. Everyone knew that if they did not diligently train the Basic Fisticuffs, it would have been impossible to defeat Fang Yuan.

Inside of these young men's hearts arose a surging wave of wanting to practice the Basic Fisticuffs diligently.

The fisticuffs teacher was cheerful. He had never ever seen so many disciples who were this passionate and stubborn about learning fisticuffs. Before, when he was teaching them, the disciples were dispirited and yawning non-stop. Today they were bright and lively, constantly asking for advice.

The schoolhouse's Elder deliberately came over to ask about the situation.

The fisticuffs teach carried a gleam of excitement in his tone and reported, "The disciples are unexpectedly enthusiastic. The change is drastic. However, the one called Fang Yuan is still lazy like before."

The schoolhouse's Elder laughed out loud, patting his shoulder then spoke up, "This disciple that you are talking about is the source of the changes that is now evident in the others."

The fisticuffs teacher was confused and astonished.

Of course, these were not the only changes.

Afterward, Fang Yuan undoubtedly became the enemy of every disciple, being hostile to and was isolated by everyone.

No one would talk nor greet him.

The young men put all of their efforts in secretly training the Basic Fisticuffs. After being encouraged and inspired by the seniors staying behind them, they had determined to regain their dignities on their own.

The calmness from the outside had hidden the turbulent undercurrent.

Four days passed by.

The schoolhouse's Elder had sent the allowances out again and Fang Yuan had come to take action again also.

"Fang Yuan once is not enough; you still want to rob our Primeval Stones?!" The disciples were being blocked by Fang Yuan at the grand gates started to feel scared.

Fang Yuan stood at the center of the grand gates. Putting both hands behind his back, with a grim expression, he said with a calm tone, "One Primeval Stone per person and they will avoid some physical pains."

"Fang Yuan, you are going too far. I want to challenge you!" Gu Yue Mo Bei angrily roared, then took the lead to fight.

"What?" Fang Yuan's brows slightly rose up.

Mo Bei raised his two fists up, aiming forward. After several rounds, he fell and fainted on the ground.

"Mo Bei you are useless, look at me!" Gu Yue Chi Cheng yelled then headed to Fang Yuan.

After changing stances from attacking to defending several times, he also followed Mo Bei's footstep.

Fang Yuan's fighting experience was almost ten thousand times better than them. Although he had just started cultivating, the portion of the power that he used every time was just enough.

These young men had just set out, if they all came up at the same time, they could possibly have created some tiny problems for him. But one by one was coming up like this; it was even easier than the first time that he had extorted them.

A while later, he brought the bulging bag of money with him and casually left. The young men were left lying on the ground, some fainted and did not move even the slightest, some were clutching their stomachs or crotches, groaning and howling.

"Brothers, quickly come over and clear up the consequences." The bodyguards shouted, then came running over, one by one.

Chapter end