In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park

"Mr. Core Disciple, did you lose a tooth?"

[Zi Hao, who was under the bull]: "_"

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The barrage watching the Livestream was going crazy.

"Bahahahahahaha. I didn't notice that the boss was such a sly fellow."

"Boss, you know you won by luck, right? So why are you rubbing it?"

"I'll go! Boss Chu is savage!"

"Why do I feel bad for the bull? It seems to have become a scapegoat who will take Mr. Core's disciple's rage."

"F***! What stupid core disciple? From now on, his name will be Butt Lip."

"Hahahahahahaha. That's the perfect name for him."

"Aiyoo... Watching it in slow-motion again, I just realized that the bull's butt completely buried his face. Hahahahahahaha."

....

Chu Che, who had no idea what his actions seemed to imply, dared to talk about the matter again while holding out the tooth.

"Mr. Core disciple. Here, your tooth."

Zi Hao's face turned red with rage.

He had never been so humiliated in his entire life!

As one of the young masters of one of the most prominent clans within Rainbow City, coupled with his being a Core disciple, people had to lick his feet, give him way, and dare not offend him.

He was more robust in the sect than the Elders who looked after the Outer and inner disciples.

He was looked upon with fear, envy, and reverence.

So how could he take it when this little imp, this lowlife, this good-for-nothing, dared to mock him?

In his eyes, Chu Che was mocking him by dangling his missing tooth before him.

Luckily, even though he was out on a group mission, everyone had their own thing to do.

So he had made plans to meet at a particular city close to the mission vicinity.

So he came out alone.

But who knew that a mere mortal would trample on him?

If word got out, forget about his clan... even those in the sect would lose respect for him.

A core disciple lost to a person with a mortal body?

Didn't that mean that he, too, was trash?

At this point, Zi Hao blamed Chu Che for his predicament.

It was all the bastard's fault for stalling and wasting him until fate brought a bull to smack his face.

To keep today's event secret, he had to kill the boy.

Who knows if the brat would go around bragging about it?

He still felt uncomfortable even though he hadn't told the imp his name.

As the old saying goes, nothing can stay hidden under the sun for long.

It could take a day or even a million years for the truth to come to light.

But why take that chance of waiting it out when his opponent was just before him?

For the sake of his reputation, the boy had to die!

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Seeing Chu Che still holding out the tooth, Zi Hao was so angry that he started puking out blood from his already bloody mouth.

~Blugh.

Chu Che looked on curiously: "Mr. Core Disciple, are you okay?"

"You shut up for me! In what world do I look okay to you?!!"

Zi Hao punched the heavily injured 3-headed bull to get it off him.

Of course, the beast also fought back using its teeth and horns, but sadly, it had no energy to lift itself.

"Just you wait! I'll get you once I'm free."

"Well, I'm afraid I don't have time to play with you anymore, Mr. Core disciple. Also, I would like to take this opportunity to apologize to you!"

"F*** You! Do you think I'll forgive you after humiliating me like this? Dream on!"

Chu Che furrowed his brows in confusion: "Wait. Mr. Core Disciple. I think there's a mix-up somewhere."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Firstly, I want the one who made you lose your tooth. It was the bull. So why would I apologize for that?"

"Then dumb-dumb, what exactly are you apologizing for?"

"Mr. Core Disciple, a bull flew by at an incredible speed while heavily injured. So shouldn't you be worried about how it got injured?"

Zi Hao's pupils dilated.

"Mr. Core Disciple, in about 10 breaths, a stampede of beasts will come this way. You see, I have something very urgent to do. So I'm apologizing for abandoning you to take care of it.

Oh, make that 8 breaths. As for your tooth, I know you're just too shy to take it, so I'll keep it under this leaf. Farewell, Mr. Core Disciple."

With that, Chu Che turned around and waved heroically without looking back, as if he had just done something remarkable that needed Zi Hao's gratitude.

But little did he know that his kind actions weren't interpreted as such.

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"You, you, you, you... You get back here now!" Zi Hao exclaimed while staring at the disappearing figure in rage.

Dammit!

While underneath the heavy 3-star beast with ridiculously thick skin, Zi Hao punched and kicked with all his might while avoiding the beast's attacks.

His word had been knocked off his hands and flew a little distance away, so he would only gather qi to his fists and shatter the beast.

The thing that gave him strength was his rage and his imagination.

That's right!

He instantly pictured the bull as Chu Che and continuously beat the injured thing mercilessly.

He looked utterly crazed as he opened his eyes wide and twisted his lips like a nut-job.

He swore that even if he had to turn the entire lower realm over, he would hunt Chu Che down and skin him alive!

Even if he didn't know the imp's name, he still remembered his face.

All he had to do was draw his image and place a hefty bounty on his head in any assassin guild.

Zi Hao fought his way out from under the beast.

But the moment that he was out, it was already too late.

Eh?

Zi Hoa's eyes widened in alarm while watching over 20 beasts running his way.

F***!

What was this situation?

What made the situation so damn hateful was that when they saw him, they looked at him hungrily as if they hadn't eaten for days.

He had so many questions.

What exactly made them run?

And why did they seem so starved?

There was no helping it.

He was just one man.

He ran as fast as possible while secretly cursing Chu Che.

This was all his fault.

"Mortal peasant, I will never let you go!!!"