The Scum Is A

The arrogant and impostor demonic cultivator is confident with his strength. However, he never expected he had underestimated his opponents. "You - !" he exclaimed, his eyes wide in both shock and fright. With one in front of him while one is behind him, he doesn't know who to look at. And so, he looked below at Cheng Sheng. 

Although he is a demonic cultivator, but he is weaker than the others. He has evilness deep in his bones. However, how should he commit crimes if he has no strength? Shameful… it is truly shameful! Thus, he tried his luck in Heilong. 

He, indeed, was lucky since he didn't die crossing another realm. He wandered around in Heilong. But, he has become more cautious than he did in Huilong, since Heilong is full of treacherous demonic cultivators. Each one you meet is stronger than the former one you met. 

His encounter with Bai Yun is unexpected. In fact, it was only him who has seen Bai Yun while the other didn't see him. He saw the stable owner looking very carefree, sleeping on his bench outside and is basking in the sun. Who could enjoy such a luxury of peace at this time? Thus, he stole a horse from Bai Yun after discovering Bai Yin is just an ordinary person. Then, he also copied Bai Yun's face. 

After a day's travel, he then met a small group of three who are also ordinary people. Two looked like bodyguards while the third one is their young master. Envy bubbled in his heart. Why does he keep meeting such lucky people like the stable owner and this young master?! How can they enjoy such a life?! Thus, he purposely ridiculed them. He knew that the direction the small group of three are going to is towards where the stable is located. If this small group of three meets the stable owner, they will definitely fight against each other after knowing that the 'stable owner' ridiculed them. 

After waiting for the small group of three to leave, he tailed them until they finally are closer to the stable. Then, he went ahead of them to hide. The stable owner didn't even notice his presence. 

"Don't move!" he yelled as he tightened his grip on Cheng Sheng's neck. 

As expected, Cheng Sheng is the young master of Fei Yin and Wu Yuan, since the two immediately stopped. 

He has been secretly watching them, and has seen never took any action against Bai Yun except talking to Bai Yun. And so, he knew Cheng Sheng is the weakest among them trio! Thus, he decisively jumped down from the roof and landed beside Cheng Sheng. He didn't give any of them a chance to react and immediately seized Cheng Sheng by his neck! 

"No!" Fei Yin cried in alarm as he stared at Cheng Sheng being captured by the demonic cultivator. 

"Junior!" Wu Yuan cried, shocked by the sudden change in event. 

"Don't hurt him!" Fei Yin agitatedly said as he and Wu Yuan jumped down from the roof and landed in front of the demonic cultivator and Cheng Sheng. 

"Hahahahaha!" the demonic cultivator laughed. "Hand me all of your wealth!" he told them.

Bai Yun, the stable owner, suddenly sighed. "My wealth includes only this humble stable as well as the horses that remained." He said. "Even I have to wrong myself for sleeping outside on the hard and narrow bench, and bear the coldness of the ruthless and dark night." He shook his head in self-pity. There's even a suspicious tear that glistened on the corner of his eye as he dejectedly hung his head, feeling ashamed after realizing what he said. 

"Then, I'll be taking your horses!" the demonic cultivator told Bai Yun. 

Bai Yun cringed when he saw his face made a vicious and contemptuous expression with eyes filled with greed, and the face has a malicious smile. It made him want to vomit in disgust. However, he held himself back and just opened his fan to cover the lower part of his face. His shoulder rose and fell, and a puking sound can be heard from him from time to time. He feared that he might not want to see his face for a certain amount of time, and that he might just suddenly break a mirror if he sees one. 

The demonic cultivator doesn't know he is being despised, and also doesn't know the psychological problem a certain stable owner whom he stole the appearance from, is undergoing right now. 

He ignored Bai Yun and faced Fei Yin and Wu Yuan. "Hand over to me all the golds and silvers you have! As well as the jewelries!" he told them. 

"Mister." Cheng Sheng who is being held captive spoke. "Why are you sure we have golds and silvers, and jewelries?" he asked. 

"Aren't you going to the Fengliuyun?" the demonic cultivator asked. 

"'Fengliuyun'?" Fei Yin and Wu Yuan asked. 

"Don't act as if you don't know!" the demonic cultivator snapped at them two. "Aren't you heading there, that's why you are taking this road?!" he asked them. 

Fei Yin and Wu Yuan's expression went almost the same – blank. What the hell is Fengliuyun? However, one thing they are certain of is that it is a place. 

Cheng Sheng's mind, however, worked fast. "N-no…" he spoke in a voice shaking with fear. "Don't take them!" he said. 

"Hahahaha!" the demonic cultivator evilly laughed as he turned him to face him. There is an insidious look that flashed in his eyes. "Going to Fengliuyun… who is your patron?" he asked. 

"'patron'?" Cheng Sheng asked. 

"Who are they? Who do you want to protect you?" the demonic cultivator asked. "Meng Gui? No. Although he is strong, but he is sissy." He shook his head as he pondered. "Shang He? Nah. You look sissy, so he definitely won't accept your group. Then, Ma Wen? It is possible… that old man likes to take care of the younglings… but only to refine them later. Hehe – " he evilly laughed. "But, looking at your appearance… Du Xiang would definitely like you." He said as he looked at Cheng Sheng's face. "Your face suits her appetite. She really likes young flesh – " he grinned, filled with ill intention. Who knows what does he meant by 'flesh'? 

"I… I – " Cheng Sheng stammered, hiding the fact that he doesn't know a single bit of what the demonic cultivator said. However, because of his acting, they've gained a lot of information. 

There are actually ruling factions in Heilong. Not just two, but three. And, there's also that ruler who rules above all for the past five hundred years. Why do they have lots of enemies?! They still haven't even seen a shadow of Wu Fan and Chen Jing! 

"What? Bring out your treasures now, or your neck will snap." The demonic cultivator said. "Then, let me think to whom shall I send your corpse: Ma Wen, or Du Xiang? Hmm…" he chuckled. 

"Either way, I'm going to die, right?" Cheng Sheng said. His voice changed form being weak to strong. 

However, because the demonic cultivator is immersed in his fantasy, he didn't notice. "That's right. You're surprisingly smart." He told him as he nodded in approval. "Both Ma Wen and Du Xiang likes smart young people. This makes it harder for me to choose to whom shall I send you…" he muttered as his brows knitted while he pondered deeply. He can't afford to offend either of the two. 

"Then, let me decide for you." Cheng Sheng said. 

"Really?" the demonic cultivator said. 

"En." Cheng Sheng nodded. Then, he raised his leg and bent it to kick the demonic cultivator on his back, hitting his spine. 

A loud crack can be heard as the demonic cultivator's spine broke. Bai Yun closed his eyes when he heard the sound while Fei Yin and Wu Yuan just apathetically looked at the demonic cultivator fall on the ground after his spine was broken. He can't move an inch. 

"Sheng." Fei Yin called as he immediately checked Cheng Sheng's neck. 

"No bruise." Cheng Sheng said. "The Shapeshifting Blanket acts as my second skin, so the demonic cultivator didn't notice he pinched the wrong 'skin'." He whispered. 

"Good." Fei Yin nodded and patted the Shapeshifting Blanket covering Cheng Sheng's arm inside the sleeve. 

Meanwhile, Wu Yuan grabbed the sitting inside the stable and pointed it towards the demonic cultivator. 

"H-how…" the demonic cultivator spoke. He shakingly raised his head in order to look at Cheng Sheng. He can't believe a flimsy looking young man would be so strong to knock him down in just one strike, and immediately rendering him invalid. 

"Speak. Who are those people you've mentioned?" Wu Yuan asked. 

The demonic cultivator's eyes widened in shock. "You don't know them?!" he was stunned. 

Wu Yuan didn't speak, indicating for the demonic cultivator to answer. However, blood trickled out of the corner of the demonic cultivator's mouth. Not a second later and his eyes rolled before his head hit the ground. 

He died.