Ling Zhenfei strode to the doorway and upon stepping out he saw a large group of people standing outside, their hands gripping iron rods, with many also wielding machetes.

At a glance, it was clear these folks were no choir of saints and sinners, their large, bold tattoos proclaiming to the world their supremacy. Their sheer numbers lent them an air of intimidation that was truly terrifying.

"Kid, you've got guts to show up; I thought for sure you were hiding your head like a turtle," Red Hair and a few others bellowed at Ling Zhenfei upon sighting him.

Ling Zhenfei offered a slight smile. It seemed like the lad hadn't even had a chance to visit the toilet, otherwise he wouldn't be so composed.

"What, five of you couldn't take me down, so you brought twenty more to gang up on me?"

Those words made Red Hair's face turn red with embarrassment. It was already humiliating for five to beat on one, but now that they were twenty strong simply to tackle one person, it was an even greater loss of face.

"Cut the crap, kid. I have the advantage of numbers, and it's you I'll be thrashing," Red Hair declared arrogantly.

Ling Zhenfei couldn't help but find the situation amusing. To him, even another twenty of these men would be no match.

"Red Hair, I'll offer you one opportunity now; beg for mercy right away, and I might let you off. If not, don't expect anyone to spare you the consequences," Ling Zhenfei said.

"Haha, are you out of your mind, kid? Tell me to beg for mercy? Have a look at the situation. There are twenty of us and only one of you. What right do you have to talk so tough? I'll give you a chance instead. Start wailing for mercy now, and I might just spare you," Red Hair laughed.

Red Hair, full of disdain, clearly believed he had Ling Zhenfei's number, and in such a situation, he was hardly going to listen to what Ling Zhenfei had to say.

At that moment, Lu Huanong also made her way to the doorway, standing behind Ling Zhenfei. The sight of the daunting assembly at the door admittedly startled her.

"What's going on here, and why are there so many people?" she asked.

Quickly, Ling Zhenfei shielded Lu Huanong behind him and said, "Everything's under control with me here; you don't have to worry. Now get back inside."

"Oh, the little lady's come too, how perfect. Don't go anywhere. You hit me just now, did you think that would be the end of it? Today, none of you leave until I get a satisfactory explanation," said Red Hair, his expression turning excited upon spotting Lu Huanong.

The look on Ling Zhenfei's face grew grim as he questioned Red Hair, "What would you have me do then?"

With a smirk, Red Hair replied, "What else? Let the little lady entertain me for a bit, and we'll call it even. Otherwise, I'll make sure you leave here with broken legs."

Ling Zhenfei's anger flared, "You said it yourself; don't regret it later. I had given you a chance to see if you could even take a piss, and you didn't even try it."

"I try nothing! Boys, teach this punk a lesson and show him just how formidable I am," Red Hair commanded.

At Red Hair's order, the crowd of twenty or so men lunged at Ling Zhenfei.

Ling Zhenfei let out a dismissive chuckle. Initially, he hadn't wanted to engage in a fight. As a cultivator at the Zhiyi Boundary, contending with these regular people devoid of Northern Spiritual Energy was beneath him, and it would be laughable if word got out.

But at that moment, Ling Zhenfei was truly enraged. Red Hair had repeatedly involved Lu Huanong in the matter, which angered him greatly.

As the group charged at him, he didn't flinch in the slightest. He had a thousand ways to take these men down, but Ling Zhenfei suddenly recalled the Soul Passage technique he hadn't long been practicing.

The Soul Passage was a Divine Sense Attack, but his Divine Sense was not yet powerful as he'd only recently begun to refine it, and thus he hadn't used it before. Currently, his Divine Sense Attack was fairly weak, insufficient against other cultivators but surely enough for ordinary people.

Ling Zhenfei thought about trying out his Soul Passage, his body remained stationary, but his Divine Sense scattered out in an instant.

The advantage of a Divine Sense Attack is its ability to strike groups; as long as the distance suffices, it can affect everyone around.

Ling Zhenfei's Soul Passage was a cultivation technique that gave his Divine Sense offensive capabilities. At this moment, his body was motionless, but his mind's Divine Sense was in motion.

As his Divine Sense spread out, it instantly enveloped everyone charging toward him. These people were all ordinary, without any protection for their Divine Sense. Just as they reached Ling Zhenfei, they felt a thud in their brains, and suddenly their minds went blank.

All of them were clueless about what had happened; their minds were blank, not knowing what to do, and so they were all momentarily stunned.

Ling Zhenfei knew his Soul Passage was still too weak. The minds of these people were now blank, leaving them defenseless, but this state wouldn't last long. Therefore, during this brief period of vulnerability, Ling Zhenfei began to move.

His movements were incredibly fast, so fast that others couldn't see them. It was as if he had turned into an afterimage, that afterimage rushing into the crowd like a tiger among sheep.

His actions were as quick as lightning, delivering a punch to each person.

Bang, bang, bang!

With Ling Zhenfei's strikes, the people began to fall one by one, but since the actions were too fast, it seemed like they all fell simultaneously.

In an instant, Ling Zhenfei had knocked down half of the over twenty people. At that moment, the effect of the Soul Passage wore off, and the rest regained their senses, but they were all astonished at how the ones beside them had fallen. It was then that they saw Ling Zhenfei.

Charging over like a war god, Zhenfei was not someone they could compare to in strength. It didn't take long before all of them were also beaten down.

Red Hair, of course, fared worse—he received a special treatment from Ling Zhenfei, a kick that sent him flying and left him unable to stand back up.

In just an instant, Ling Zhenfei looked as though he hadn't done anything at all, yet those who posed a threat to him were all lying on the ground, writhing in pain.

Lu Huanong too was shocked, never expecting Ling Zhenfei to be so formidable. She had barely blinked twice, and the menacing people opposite her were already sprawled on the ground.

Seeing that no one could stand up any longer, Ling Zhenfei walked straight to Red Hair, and stomped one foot on the struggling man, flipping him back down.

"Kid, do you realize how formidable I am now?" Ling Zhenfei asked, stepping on Red Hair's chest.

"I do, I do," Red Hair replied, clearly terrified. If Ling Zhenfei fighting five of them alone was considered normal, what about now? One man against twenty, ending swiftly; none of the people Red Hair had brought even managed to touch Ling Zhenfei's clothes.

"What's the use in knowing if you don't change?" Ling Zhenfei was angry, and with a gesture, a bottle of water appeared in his hand.

"Drink this bottle of water."

Ling Zhenfei handed the water to Red Hair, but Red Hair was clearly unsure of Ling Zhenfei's intentions. After checking that there was nothing wrong with the water, he opened the cap and drank the entire bottle.

Ling Zhenfei smiled in satisfaction. Soon Red Hair would realize just how formidable he was, and at that time, he would truly be afraid and dare not cause any more trouble. It was imperative for Ling Zhenfei to eliminate any potential threats to Lu Huanong.

To hasten Red Hair's realization, Ling Zhenfei handed him another bottle of water and had him drink it down.

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