Fighting to be Kind in a Cultivation World

Chapter 126: Gotta Go Fast

Chapter 126: Gotta Go Fast

After I spoke and told him we should learn from each other, I could see a small amount of irritation on his face.

I probably didnt need to poke him like that.

Nonetheless, I head over to the center of a new area that the crowd has created.

The area where we will fight is still near the carriages, but just enough distance away that no accidental moves should hurt them. Unless, were talking about low-level cultivator level techniques. In which case, there would be a trail of damage.

Huh Im really wrong about that. There are actually more than a few ways that we could still reach the carriages with our attacks.

The first one, being to throw your opponent far enough. The second, more obvious one, is to use a ranged weapon. All my opponents thus far have been unarmed, in some way. But there are no such restrictions in a fight.

Theres nothing saying he cant try to kill me right here and now. In fact, thats likely what hes planning on doing. if he succeeds, his family can always put it off as an accident or as my fault.

True to my thoughts, I can see the cultivator start to subtly ready himself for anything that may go towards the carriages.

Even despite the noise that were making over here, there are people already in the carriages. For the carriages around this area, the occupants are clearly of a higher wealth status. The carriages closest to the cultivator are the nicest ones and the furthest ones are run down. It is expected that people go to a carriage befitting their status.

They even have lackeys come out early, to warn people away from carriages.

Even in a sect, there are tiers of status within the already tiered structure. If any of them were accidentally injured, the cultivator would be held responsible.

With that said, my mind turns back to Young Master Shui before me, who is motioning one of his lackeys to start the count.

The one to step up is the one that killed the young man in the alley. Somehow, I managed to suppress the ugly look I wanted to shoot him.

The lackey with the discerning eyes, continues to watch by the side, likely trying to determine anything that Im doing.

As they start the preparations, I take off my shoes and tuck it into the rudimentary belt that is on my clothes. Just in case something happens, I dont want to lose my shoes.

Before the count begins, I can see his hand twitched to one of his pockets.

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I cant rely on him not being shameless and using something that could completely decimate me. Theres a wide world out there, and the rampant use of money is its own strength. Ill have to use my speed to survive, even if they might catch something from it.

Knowing that much is a problem in itself, but at least I dont have to worry about dying or being poisoned because of a surprise attack. I havent shown this level of ability anywhere else, so they shouldnt be able to connect the alchemist and this identity until I am already in the carriage.

In addition, this should give him a reliable out. If this was anywhere close, and he still lost it could cause some social ramifications for.

At least with this he can just call me a monster.

As the dust settles, the spiritual wave finally reaches me. One thing I learned from this is how long it takes for a spiritual sense from a cultivator of this strength to reach me.

This was something I already knew, but I have mostly only experienced a higher-level cultivators spiritual senses. Which were basically near instant.

Theres a silence, as it appears everyone around me is still reeling from the events that just transpired.

An unknown person, claiming to be the brother of Mei Lin, easily defeated a young master of a noble clan. Displaying strength, only normally seen in low tier cultivators.

On a related note, my scan now tells me that its a high probability that he was going to use a poison needle of some type. Which means I could have dodged it normally.

Huh, now that I think of it that way, I may have made this a bigger deal than it needed to be.

I think the fear from the poison and talisman from earlier made me more paranoid.

A shiver crawls down my back from the memory. Something Im partially repressing, to not think about the fact that I basically had died at that time.

Ill have to work on not jumping to excessive actions because of my fear of that happening again.

Ah well. Ill need to deal with the situation Ive created.

At least, it is unlikely they will think of me as the alchemist.

I guess all I can do from here is to see what their move will be.