Chapter 1394: Chapter 1395: King of Rolls in Modern Times
The cultivators, fierce and menacing, stormed in and immediately started kicking wildly.
Li Xiaobai was left dumbfounded. Just as someone had mentioned earlier, the previous group of cultivators were crazily sweeping out the filth in the toilets, trying to leave nothing for the newcomers.
Is this what you call the modern King of Toilet Competition?
Fortunately, they discovered it in time. A group charged into the toilets in grand style and subdued everyone who had been wreaking havoc inside.
“Behave yourselves!”
“Hands on your heads, squat against the wall!”
“Damn it, this bunch of scoundrels is all the same, wanting to hog the toilets for themselves. They really deserve to have their hands chopped off and thrown into a pig cage!”
The cultivators cursed ferociously, growling out threats.
“Stop hitting! Stop hitting!”
The original group clasped their hands over their heads, faces full of grievance. Their sneaky behavior had been caught, and they knew they were in trouble.
The reason was simple: when they first arrived, the previous group of cultivators had pulled the exact same trick. Beaten badly back then, they now trembled at the thought of suffering the same fate.
Those newcomers sure didn’t look easy to mess with—one by one, they had the aura of seasoned rogues.
“Thankfully, there’s still plenty of filth left. Enough for all of us to clean up!”
“Hurry up and get to work, the next group will be here anytime!”
The burly, bald man said gravely. The group grabbed their shovels and began to work with relentless speed. In just a few moments, the toilets were cleaned completely.
“Kid, if you don’t get moving, there won’t be anything left for you!”
A few people glanced at Li Xiaobai and spoke indifferently.
“No problem, you all go ahead!”
Li Xiaobai grinned and waved his hand in an “after you” gesture.
“Senior Ma has arrived for inspection!”
A cultivator shouted at the door.
At this, all the cultivators inside the toilet stiffened, halting their actions immediately, seeming visibly nervous.
Li Xiaobai observed their uneasy demeanor, feeling rather perplexed.
Senior Ma?
Who is this senior? After five hundred years, he didn’t recognize the members of the Villain’s Guild anymore.
Could it be someone who replaced Chen Yuan and became one of the sect’s higher-ups overseeing the toilets?
After all, so many years had passed—he wasn’t even sure if Chen Yuan was still around.
“Kid, quickly put your hands on your head, squat right there! Offending Senior Ma, don’t blame us if we make you suffer!”
The burly, fierce-looking man shouted angrily at Li Xiaobai.
It’s fine if you don’t care about dying yourself, but don’t drag everyone else down with you.
“I’m not used to bowing. My body’s too stiff—it doesn’t bend that way.”
Li Xiaobai squinted his eyes and spoke indifferently, casually strolling deeper into the toilet, paying no attention to their warnings.
He was curious about this new Senior Ma and wanted to see who he truly was. If the sect’s disciples had grown oppressive over the years, he might just need to take action and clean house!
“Damn it, what a reckless fool!”
The group cursed internally but dared not express their anger. The footsteps of the arriving Senior Ma echoed outside, and moments later, he stepped into the room.
“Busy, huh, fellas?”
“I heard someone was stirring up trouble in the toilet, all about competition. I recall the Villain’s Guild issued an order long ago, strictly prohibiting any forms of competition in the toilets. Violators would be permanently banned from entering the toilets for cleaning. Now, do any of you have issues with this?”
“Who was competing? Stand up on your own. Don’t make me take action!”
A young voice rang out—casual yet tinged with defiance.
“No, no, absolutely no one was competing. Rest assured, Senior Ma, we’ve always followed the sect’s orders strictly, never violating them!”
“Earlier, we were merely racing to see who could shovel faster. It was all in an effort to better serve the sect and do more good for the Villain’s Guild!”
“If Senior finds this unsatisfactory, we can even return the filth we just cleared back to its original state!”
A few cultivators scrambled to explain, not daring to harbor a trace of rebellion.
The higher-ups had begun rooting out competition. It was clear that their petty tricks had been discovered, and the punishment they faced would be unbearable.
If they were stripped of their bathing privileges permanently, their lives would indeed lose all meaning. Imagine a life without bathhouses and without Huazi—how tragic that would be.
“Humph!”
“It had better be that way!”
“You all should know how amazing I am. If I catch any of you scheming again, don’t blame me for being merciless!”
The young man spoke coldly.
“Yes, yes, yes!”
“Senior Ma, you’re the best. We bow to no one but you!”
The crowd nodded frantically, like pecking chicks.
“Do you know why I’m so amazing?”
The young man asked indifferently.
“Why?”
“Because I dare to eat shit. Do you? I eat three pounds of shit per day, and the more I eat, the stronger I get!”
The youth spoke proudly with his hands clasped behind his back.
“No, no, we wouldn’t dare. How could anyone compare to you?”
The cultivators responded hastily.
“Humph!”
“Then those of you in there, didn’t hear what I said? Still dawdling around? You’ve finished your task, don’t delay the next batch of cultivators. Get out!”
The young man spoke coldly toward the depths of the toilet.
Li Xiaobai had his back to him, and at this moment, he hadn’t yet recognized the man’s true identity.
He assumed the person was just another cultivator ignoring warnings and continuing to clean the toilets. Competing in front of him was definitely not a trivial matter!
“I just came to take a look. Tell me, who exactly is this infamous Senior Ma? He seems a little familiar?”
Li Xiaobai clasped his hands behind his back and leisurely turned around, looking at the young man with a faint smile.
“You are…”
“Master!”
The young man’s eyes widened as he took in Li Xiaobai’s face, a stunned expression overtaking him. But in the next instant, his entire being was ablaze with overwhelming fury and an aura of hostility.
“Who are you to impersonate my master?! Do you seek death?!”
The youth roared in anger. The person in front of him looked identical to Li Xiaobai—it was clear someone was blatantly impersonating him, not only infiltrating the Villain’s Guild but also provocatively confronting him!
“Kid, watch your tone. Your master has returned. Call Chen Yuan here to meet me!”
Li Xiaobai maintained a calm expression as he spoke.
The young man in front of him had a Golden Divine Tree on his back, and his features bore a striking resemblance to someone familiar. If this wasn’t the little child from back then, who else could it be? Five hundred years had passed, and not only had this person emerged from the Golden Tree, but he also managed to successfully subdue it. More interestingly, his appearance hadn’t aged a bit—five centuries later, he still appeared youthful. Truly remarkable.
That batch of kids back in the day was truly extraordinary.
“You insolent fool! Even Chen Yuan’s name isn’t one you can call!”
“Die!”
Ma Niubi’s fury surged, and the Golden Divine Tree behind him swept across. A burst of Five-colored Divine Light erupted, striking toward Li Xiaobai. The toilet was instantly reduced to rubble, leaving the crowd trembling in terror.
They still hadn’t processed what had just happened—these two individuals had started fighting immediately!
“By the way, doesn’t that reckless guy look kind of familiar? He seems to resemble the statue at the mountain top a little bit…”