He thought of the letter seeking help.
“Could it be that they have all gone into hiding?”
“Tsk! If it is the case, then the Tiansang Spirit Palace is surely overrated.”
Cheng Xingchu had a cynical smile and decided not to loiter any further.
Although there was nobody in the inner yard, there were still people in the outer yard. There were so many people out there when he arrived, and they possibly had not received any instructions to hide. It was probably why there were still many people having fun outside.
He remembered being mocked by those scums who had reached the Acquired Stage. The memory of it provoked him, but he could not find a place to vent it out.
As for the reason they mocked him, Cheng Xingchu had deliberately wiped it from his mind.
As he walked past the Spiritual Library Division toward the outer area, he soon reached the threshold between the outer and inner yard.
He thought to himself—the guards of this Spirit Palace are seriously weak. I have seen no disciples around. Are they also short on personnel for the law enforcers? There were only a few at the council hall.
He wondered, how could there be no one guarding the inner yard entrance?
Dhak! Dhak!
A slow and rhythmic knocking sound came from around the corner, and Cheng Xingchu tilted his head to look over. What he saw gave him a huge scare.
“Oh, my God, what an ugly blind man!”
It was a man with a badly scratched face. It looked like someone had cut him up badly in a frenzied knife fight. It was impossible to tell his exact age just by looking at his face.
Oh, no!
It seemed someone had undoubtedly cut up the man’s face!
Cheng Xingchu felt nauseous looking at his face as the man walking toward him was not merely ugly—he was exceedingly hideous!
As he watched, he noticed that the man was using a walking stick, and that was the source of the knocking sound.
The walking stick was thin and light-purplish. There were also some carved lines on the handle. The walking stick was the only delicate item on the hideous blind man covered in dust.
“How did you enter the Spirit Palace?” asked Cheng Xingchu.
He was curious and wanted to know if the Tiansang Spirit Palace did not care about its prestigious status. How could they take in such a disciple?
Regardless of how a Spiritual Cultivator could alter the works of Heaven and Earth and manipulate the essence of the Sun and Moon, nobody could salvage such a sorry-looking face!
The blind young man with the walking stick seemed oblivious that someone was talking to him, and he continued to tap on the road and went on his way.
However, the entrance to the inner yard was only that wide, so Cheng Xingchu blocked the blind man by standing in the center of the road.
“Are you deaf as well as blind?” he mocked.
As his eyes rested on the man’s hand holding the walking stick, Cheng Xingchu raised his eyebrows in surprise.
In contrast to the dusty robe he was wearing, the little deaf and blind man’s hands were surprisingly clean. His fingers were slender, and each knuckle was well-defined. It would appear that the man did not do hard chores at all.
This is a pair of hands only a woman could possess, he thought. Even then, it would take a great deal of careful maintenance. Such delicate fingers… how could such a face match up to these?
Cheng Xingchu was feeling conflicted and out of sorts.
With his observation of specific details, such as the man’s hands and the walking stick, his extensive training and experience told him that the man standing before him suffered from mysophobia.
But such people… mm…
How could he possibly tolerate the dirt on his body and the sorry state of his face?
“Excuse me.”
The young blind man spoke. To his surprise, the man had a pleasant voice, and it was rich and slightly deep.
Cheng Chuxing frowned as his intuition warned him to leave immediately, but he stubbornly refused to heed it!
The man had zero cultivation potential and probably belonged with the scums milling outside—presumably, newbies just recruited to the Spirit Palace.
Excuse me?
Did he think he could enter the inner yard?
Did he even have any clue about the rules of this world?
And even more important, was that the proper attitude to show toward a semi-Master expert?
It annoyed Cheng Chuxing to no end. He thought of how Ye Xiaotian had bullied him because of his background. He was so scared that he even peed in his pants.
So, what gave this ordinary man the right to be so calm in front of him?
He had been on the lookout for the few Outer Yard disciples who mocked him. Since he could not find them, this scum would do perfectly…
Ho, ho! It seemed like the blind man ran out of luck for Cheng Chuxing needed to vent out his anger.
“Not this road!” Cheng Chuxing said harshly.
The young blind man finally stopped moving. If he had not done so, they would have crashed into each other.
“Excuse me.”
The man tilted his head and blew out some air from the corner of his lips. His long hair, which was partially covering his face, blew to the side. He spoke in the same tone, and there was not the slightest change in emotions.
Cheng Chuxing was now even more provoked, and his anger sent him into a frenzy.
He despised people who had no actual strength or talent but were pretty good at putting up a show! It was the number one item on his hate list!