Brutes like Luo Chenghu and Zhao Kui could only be won over by superior martial strength, and it was clear Chen Cheng's Horizontal Cultivation Techniques were truly formidable.
"They're passable," Chen Cheng said lightly, putting an arm around Mu Xiaowan as they headed toward the outer courtyard.
As they passed by the large square, a young disciple in silk martial arts attire stopped his Cultivation and hurried over to greet them.
The man's footwork was unsteady, and his aura wasn't very strong. He appeared to be only at the Great Success in Skin Grinding Realm. Chen Cheng found him somewhat familiar, thinking he was a disciple from the same batch that had joined the Zheng Martial Arts Hall, and he seemed to be from the Inner City's Shen Family.
"Shen Qingpeng, instead of cultivating properly, what mischief are you up to now?" Shen Junmo's face grew stern as he chided the newcomer.
