The Scum Is A ***

Meanwhile, Cheng Sheng fed the unconscious child with a Diet Pill. It is a nourishment pill equivalent to that of a meal of rice and meat. However, the amount is just right and, even if a human would eat many Diet Pill, they wouldn't get fat. The Diet Pill is naturally popular for ladies, but it is also useful to young children and elderlies.

Cheng Sheng also fed the child water and then waited until the child regained consciousness. "You're awake. What happened here? Where is sect master Nan and young master Nan?" he asked before he paused. "What's your name?" he saw the child's dazed expression. "Relax. I'm not a demonic cultivator. I am here to help you." he told him.

The child coughed before he almost jumped out of Cheng Sheng's arms when he was startled by Cheng Sheng's appearance and rapid questions after he finally returned to his senses. "N-Nan… Nan Lang. My name is Nan Lang." he answered. His tense body really relaxed, but it's because he didn't sense a bloodthirsty aura from Cheng Sheng.

Cheng Sheng nodded. "Where is sect master Nan and young master Nan?" he asked again.

Hearing his question, Nan Lang remembered what happened a month ago and his eyes reddened. His nose turned sour and, finally, his tears fell. Fortunately, he doesn't cry loudly unlike other children. That's how he managed to hide in the underground compartment until Cheng Sheng arrived.

"Two months ago, after young master Nan returned from Zhongyang when he failed, together with his fellow disciples, in the Intersect Competition, everything was still fine." Nan Lang said. "However, who would expect the demonic cultivators eyeing this land for a long time?" he asked and sobbed. "The demonic cultivators caught us all off-guard. The Nanli Sect is small, as well as this land. Thus, the Nanli Sect's strength, as well as the people, is also weak." He said. "Master Nan and his people saved us all. However, to save young master Nan, he perished." He finished in between his sobs.

Cheng Sheng sighed. It is as he expected. Nan Pinghe also died. "Then, where is Nan Pingan?" he asked.

"Young master Nan escaped to Qianxu Sect." Nan Lang answered. "However, from what I heard from the demonic cultivators passing by that wanted to hunt us survivors, young master Nan didn't make it in time. He hasn't managed to leave Nanli." He sighed. "But, the demonic cultivators also said that they didn't manage to kill young master Nan since young master Nan unexpectedly managed to escape, in expense of his remaining followers." He lowered his head and cried.

Cheng Sheng fell silent. "So, you mean, Nan Pinghe must still be around here?" he asked.

Nan Lang nodded. "Yes." He answered.

Cheng Sheng stood up before he picked up the child. "Let's go. Help me find Nan Pingan – " he said, but was cut off by the sound of explosion. His pupils shrank and he ran outside, only to see the flying sand and rubbles across the oasis. He felt Nan Lang cowered in his arms. "Don't be frightened. You'll be safe." He told him as he comforted him.

It wasn't long before he saw two demonic cultivators flying towards the direction of the fight. Cheng Sheng was about to follow them when he saw Fei Yin flying behind the demonic cultivators with a strong killing intent. Cheng Sheng and Nan Lang felt from their location. Nan Lang whimpered, and Cheng Sheng had to comfort the child again.

He had just buried Nan Lang's head on his shoulder when he saw Fei Yin cut off the heads of the two demonic cultivators before he flew to the direction of the fight, where Wu Yuan is definitely there. Cheng Sheng gulped. He felt his neck became cold as he looked at the neat cut on the neck of the two demonic cultivators.

He held down Nan Lang's head. Fortunately, the child didn't see the chilling sight. Suppressing the nausea and sudden fear that struck him, he took out his sword and flew across the oasis, planning to reunite with Fei Yin and Wu Yuan before they go back to the town to find Nan Pingan.

On Wu Yuan's side, the demonic cultivators stared at him, stunned, after they saw their three comrades died, leaving only three of them in their group alive.

"This little brother, you're so skilled!" their leader, Zhu Yang, spoke after his initial shock. They didn't feel this 'demonic cultivator's cultivation level earlier, so they thought he is a very weak, ignorable one. The three that died just now are bullies, as well as idiots, so they eyed the 'demonic cultivator'.

Who knew, this ignorable person is actually not very weak, but very strong instead! So, they can't feel his level of cultivation at all! There are only two reasons why you can't feel the other person's aura: one, the other is a cultivation trash. Two, the other is stronger than you.

Zhu Yang, however, didn't feel intimated unlike his two remaining comrades beside him. Even if the other 'demonic cultivator's level is higher than him, but he has been good at grasping others' weaknesses. Furthermore, he still has two comrades left to act as cannon fodders for him, correct?

As he thinks, he really did throw those two towards the 'demonic cultivator' before they could react. He did it to confirm the other's cultivation level.

The 'demonic cultivator', Wu Yuan, has his heart turned black when Ming Ye betrayed the Youxiwang Sect, as well as Luo Shi and Wu Fan, his father, and Chen Jing. After he had witnessed the might of Ming Ye's viciousness, killing Luo Shi, Wu Yuan's kindness remaining in his heart had disappeared. Thus, even if he knew the two demonic cultivators thrown at him were just used out of their will, he didn't show them mercy.

He held the hilt of his sword. However, it looked like it hasn't left its sheath. The only proof that he drew his sword is him sliding back his sword onto its sheath, as well as the falling limbs of the bodies of the demonic cultivators he dismembered.

Zhu Yang's jaw dropped and he gaped at the limbs of his comrades falling before him. THUD! The loud sound of the falling limbs hitting against the sand pulled him back from his daze. He stared at Wu Yuan in horror. "You… you! You're a righteous cultivator! How could you do such a grotesque act?!" he vilified him as he pointed a shaking finger to Wu Yuan. He looked angry, but he is just masking his fear with anger.

Zhu Yang didn't hear an answer. However, the next second, he saw the tip of his finger fell and blood sprayed on his arm, and the front of his clothes. "AAAAAAAH!!!" he screamed as he clutched his hand where his finger was cut. Although he likes to torture his prey, but he himself is afraid of pain the most. Thus, he screamed like his soul is being pulled out of his body.

But, Wu Yuan will never show mercy towards his opponents again. He slowly walked towards Zhu Yang. If not for the healthy color of the sword of Wu Yuan, Zhu Yang would think Wu Yuan is more of a demonic cultivator than him.

"Are you wondering why can I remain a righteous cultivator even if my principles have all disappeared?" Wu Yuan asked when he saw Zhu Yang's expression. "It's just simple. I am not afraid of karma, since my conscience is clear. Unlike you – " he said before he swung his sword.

Zhu Yang saw a flash before his eyes, and then he saw his headless body lying beside him.

Wu Yuan's expression didn't change as he looked at the five dismembered corpses lying on the sand before him, soaking the golden sand red, and staining the wind with a foul smell. He saw Fei Yin arrived, but he didn't speak and just used his qi to cleanse his sword of the demonic cultivators' blood. Silence fell between them, since both are not talkative characters.

"Senior Wu. Da shixiong." It was then that Cheng Sheng arrived. He was carrying a child. He has knocked out the child to not let the child see any more grotesque scenes.

Both men turned. "Sheng. Is he a survivor?" Fei Yin asked.

Cheng Sheng nodded. "Yes. His name is Nan Lang. He was hidden by his parents in an underground compartment." He said and patted the child when he stirred in his arms.

Fei Yin felt jealous of the child who is cuddled by Cheng Sheng, but he knew this isn't the right time to mess around.

"Nan Pinghe, where is he?" Wu Yuan asked when he saw Cheng Sheng's calm expression. He could guess the other must have already found a clue.

"Nan Lang said that Nan Pinghe tried to escape to Qianxu Sect, btu he didn't manage to escape and was trapped in this land which is once his home." Cheng Sheng said. "Nan Pinghe must still be around, hiding somewhere, and is waiting to be rescued."