The Bootlicking Antagonist Only Wants to Survive, but the Female Lead Refuses to Follow the Usual Plot

Chapter 275 The Fair and Selfless Old Lady

The old woman looked calmly at Zhao Ritian.

"Since you claim to have such divine powers, why not show me a little? Let me see."

Zhao Ritian laughed, "Old lady, are you truly not afraid of death?"

The old woman sighed, "And you? Are you afraid of death?"

Zhao Ritian glared at her, "How could I, Zhao Ritian, be afraid of death? I’m just afraid I can’t control the strength in my hands, and I might accidentally kill you, old lady!"

The old woman calmly extended her hand. With a whoosh, the three meteorite ice crystals in Zhao Ritian's pocket flew into her wide sleeves.

Zhao Ritian was first shocked, then furious. "You're courting death! Witness my Wu Danggui—"

Slap!

Zhao Ritian spun three full circles in place.

Half of his face swelled instantly, leaving him utterly confused.

"Huh? I... just now…?"

He turned to look at Lu Chengwen and Long Aotian. "Just now… what happened?"

Long Aotian sneered coldly, "You just got a big slap from the senior, dumbass."

Zhao Ritian pointed at the old woman, "You dare slap me?"

Slap!

Zhao Ritian spun another three full circles in place.

He steadied himself and pointed again at the old woman. "Did you… slap me again?"

Slap!

Another three full circles.

Zhao Ritian held his face, his expression sincere. "Senior, I think this is a misunderstanding."

Slap!

Zhao Ritian spun so much he felt dizzy.

Tears welled up in his eyes as he cried out, "Isn't that enough? Isn't the misunderstanding already resolved? It’s just about the meteorite ice crystals, right…?"

The old woman sighed, "So noisy. I never thought that after hiding here, I’d have to kill… one, two, three, four, five… five people today. Alas, such sin."

Long Aotian became agitated, "Senior! I haven’t even done anything from start to finish, not even let out a fart!"

The old woman said, "Less talk, prepare to die."

Zhao Ritian ripped open his collar, fuming with rage. "Brothers! She took our meteorite ice crystals! This crazy old woman is terrifyingly powerful. We’re no match for her one-on-one! Let’s team up and take her down! The three ice crystals will be split among us! Charge—hiyaaaa!"

Zhao Ritian charged forward, only to realize no one else followed him. He looked back.

Lu Chengwen, Long Aotian, Luo Shiyin, and Qi Meishao all took a step back in unison.

Zhao Ritian was already at the old woman’s side.

The old woman simply looked at him calmly, saying nothing.

Brother Ritian forced a warm smile.

"Senior, actually, I’m a big advocate for peace—"

Bang!

Zhao Ritian let out a miserable scream as he was sent flying, spewing liters of blood.

When he landed, he felt his ribs were probably broken. "Damn… I… I damn it!"

Long Aotian took a deep breath and then smiled, "Senior, your martial arts are unmatched, your strikes powerful and majestic, your inner strength unfathomable. Truly, you are a peerless hero! This junior is in awe!"

Lu Chengwen whispered, "Big bro, it’s useless. She doesn’t buy that kind of flattery."

Long Aotian glared at Lu Chengwen before turning back with a fawning smile. "Senior, here’s what happened. This Zhao Ritian, he’s the one who—"

Bang!

Long Aotian let out a miserable scream and was sent flying, landing in perfect alignment next to Zhao Ritian.

Zhao Ritian struggled to speak, "Brother… you’re here?"

Long Aotian glanced at him, annoyed, "Yeah."

The two of them looked toward Lu Chengwen, then at the empty spot beside Long Aotian.

Zhao Ritian said, "It’s just you left, bro. Hurry up and join us. Plenty of room here."

Long Aotian, utterly frustrated, muttered, "How did this place end up with such a terrifying old woman?"

Lu Chengwen was sweating profusely.

Qi Meishao gripped her sword tightly, looking incredibly tense.

The old woman glanced at her but ignored her, turning her focus to Lu Chengwen instead.

She raised her hand toward him, but Lu Chengwen quickly shouted, "Senior, wait!"

The old woman paused, "What? You have something to say?"

Lu Chengwen nodded. "Let me think. If I think hard enough, surely I’ll have something to say."

The old woman, growing impatient, raised her hand again. Lu Chengwen hurriedly exclaimed, "I remember now!"

The old woman’s brows furrowed. "I’m warning you, if you can’t say something worthwhile, you’ll die the most miserable death."

Lu Chengwen took a deep breath and mumbled, "Damn it, if only my master were here. With a Wind and Thunder Surge, Great Annihilation Divine Awakening, and Heaven-Destroying Immortal Execution Palm, he’d probably fight her to a draw… But now what…"

The old woman’s eyes suddenly widened. She stretched out her hand, and Lu Chengwen was dragged toward her, his feet scraping against the ground.

The old woman grabbed him by the neck. "What did you just say?"

"N-Nothing…" Lu Chengwen stammered.

Luo Shiyin bit her lip, "You old hag! I’ll fight you to the death!"

Lu Chengwen weakly extended his hand to stop Luo Shiyin behind him.

"Senior! We were wrong. There’s no need to kill over something so trivial, is there?"

The old woman said coldly, "Wind and Thunder Surge, Great Annihilation Divine Awakening, Heaven-Destroying Immortal Execution Palm. Who taught you that?"

Then, as if madly provoked, she tightened her grip. "Speak!"

"M-my… my master…"

The old woman suddenly released him.

Lu Chengwen fell to the ground, coughing violently.

Her gaze became complicated, full of shock and nostalgia, as if she were recalling something deeply buried in memory.

Lu Chengwen struggled to catch his breath when the old woman grabbed him again. "Impossible! He never takes disciples!"

Lu Chengwen gasped, "I fell off a cliff. He was meditating below. He used a set of Mixed Yuan Eight Trigrams Palm, gave me two pills, and then made me his disciple. He even said it was his first time founding a sect. Our sect is called… Yan Zhaomen..."

The old woman smiled and let go of Lu Chengwen.

She turned around, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Lu Chengwen rubbed his neck, thinking to himself, What’s up with this old lady? But it was clear—she knows my master!

So excited… could she be an old flame!?

There might be something here!

But… this old lady is seriously strange! And she hits harder than Hun Tiangang!

Her expressions keep changing, too—it’s impossible to read her!

“Senior, do you know my master?”

“You could say that.” The old lady turned back and looked at Lu Chengwen. “Are you really his disciple? What else has he taught you?”

“Monkey Fist, Small Frame.”

The old lady chuckled. “That’s just like him.”

The two started chatting.

Meanwhile, over on the ground, Long Aotian stared gloomily at the stars. “It’s over. History repeats itself.”

Zhao Ritian was confused. “What do you mean?”

Long Aotian glanced at him. “You wouldn’t understand.”

“Then tell me, and I’ll understand!”

Long Aotian rubbed his chest. “That kid… every time he talks, something bad happens. The old lady might kill him and leave us behind.”

Zhao Ritian didn’t get it. “Why wouldn’t she just kill us and leave him? What do you have that he doesn’t?”

Long Aotian gave him a faint smile. “Just watch.”

Then, with difficulty yet confidence, he got up, throwing a smug glance at Zhao Ritian.

“Senior! I am also my master’s disciple. Hun Tiangang is my master—I am his…”

BANG!

Long Aotian took another palm strike and went flying back to land in his original spot.

Zhao Ritian turned his head to look at him. “Were you just showing me how you fly back into place?”

Long Aotian spat out a mouthful of blood. “This doesn’t make sense… it’s not right… what’s going on?”

The old lady said coldly, “Cowardly and deceitful, impersonating someone’s sect—you deserve death.”

Long Aotian protested, “No, I wasn’t impersonating! Cough, cough… I really am my master’s disciple! Ask him!”

The old lady turned to look at Lu Chengwen.

Lu Chengwen understood—this was not the time to lie. It was better to tell the truth. If the old lady found out he was lying, even his identity might be questioned.

Lu Chengwen nodded. “Yes, my master took us in together.”

The old lady snorted. “Do you know why Hun Tiangang has never taken disciples in his life?”

Lu Chengwen shook his head.

The old lady stared at him coldly. “Because I swore, for every disciple of his I see, I’ll kill one!”

Lu Chengwen thought to himself:

This is bad.

Turns out she’s not an old flame—she’s an old enemy!

Not only is there no chance of networking, but I’ve also made a deadly enemy in an instant! What now!?

Zhao Ritian burst out laughing upon hearing this and got up. “Senior, I am definitely not this Hun Tiangang’s disciple. Since this is a personal grudge between you and them, I won’t get involved. Now, about that meteorite ice crystal…”

BANG!

Zhao Ritian was sent flying with a palm strike, soaring high into the air before crashing down and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

“Why are you hitting me again? I’m not his disciple…”

The old lady took a deep breath. “I want to kill his disciples, and you were disrespectful to me earlier, so I’ll kill you too. However, since I’ve heard news of him…”

The old lady looked at her palm, a trace of melancholy in her eyes. “In my life, I’ve hated injustice and unfairness the most. The three of you came here for the meteorite ice crystal. Encountering me today can be considered a fateful encounter.”

The old lady sighed. “Fine. Come here and kneel in a row.”

The three of them went over, thinking, Kneeling is better than dying. Besides, this old lady was ancient and incredibly skilled—kneeling to her wasn’t a disgrace.

Not kneeling, however, might mean death.

At that moment, Lu Chengwen, Long Aotian, and Zhao Ritian were all calculating in their minds.

Zhao Ritian: I can’t die before I’ve officially made a name for myself! I have to find a way to get this old lady to kill them and spare me!

Long Aotian: I must perform well today. This old lady hits harder than my master. She might actually kill us.

Lu Chengwen:

“It seems everything depends on this moment. Does this old lady fall for the same tricks as my master?”

“If I can talk my way through this, maybe I won’t just survive, but even gain some benefit.”

The three of them exchanged glances, understanding that they were now competitors in life and death.

Their fates rested on who could handle the old lady better.

The old lady said, “I am the fairest person in the world. Don’t be afraid. Answer my questions. If you’re right, you live. If you’re wrong…”

The three of them hurriedly bowed, nodding. “Yes, yes! We’ll answer well, absolutely!”

“Good.”

The old lady looked at Lu Chengwen first. “Tell me: what is one plus one?”

Lu Chengwen’s eyes widened. You really are in cahoots with my master!

Long Aotian was overjoyed. I know this! I get it!

Zhao Ritian furrowed his brows. “Senior, what kind of question is this?”

Lu Chengwen answered confidently, “It equals one!”

The old lady nodded in satisfaction and turned to Long Aotian.

Long Aotian, brimming with confidence, declared, “It equals fourteen!”

Zhao Ritian stared at Long Aotian in disbelief. “Are you an idiot?”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Long Aotian shook his head regretfully as he looked at Zhao Ritian. “Today, I finally understand how satisfying it must’ve been for Lu Chengwen that day.”