Peerless Taoist

"Get lost, brat. The air around me is polluted!"    

Suddenly, a few sharp curses came from afar. Lu Yu and the old man immediately looked in the direction of the voices.    

In the distance, a group of young women in purple dresses with proud expressions pushed Sun Xin to the ground.    

The storage bag was already open, and the bamboo tubes and cold tea inside had spilled all over the place. Sun Xin hurriedly went over to straighten a few bowls of cold tea, but he was kicked hard on the body again.    

"You're just a mere mortal. Who allowed you to stand in front of us female immortals?"    

"Stinking beggar, you're really shameless!"    

The young women mercilessly kicked the youth away, leaving bruises on his body.    

"Stop!"    

Lu Yu's heart skipped a beat. He immediately stood up and carried the young man, Sun Xin, over.    

"Who are you? What does what we do have to do with you?"    

"He dirtied my clothes. Who are you to him?"    

When the young women saw Lu Yu arrive, they immediately scolded him with sharp voices.    

Lu Yu looked at Sun Xin. The pale youth gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "I am not a beggar, and I did not dirty your clothes!"    

"Hehe! If you are not a beggar, then what are you? Are you looking down on us for selling such cheap and cheap things?" The purple-clothed woman in the lead sneered and kicked the bamboo tube on the ground away.    

The old man quickly walked over. His forehead was covered in sweat as he anxiously said, "Ladies, my grandson is young and immature. Please forgive him. It's all this old man's fault!"    

He bowed and apologized. He didn't even have the courage to raise his head to look at the women.    

The old man's cultivation level was too low. He lived in the cracks of the world, and it seemed to have become a habit to lower his head and apologize.    

"Old thing, you really deserve to die. Look at what kind of little bastard you taught. You have a mother but no son..." The purple-clothed woman continued to scold him with harsh words.    

As she spoke, the horsetail whisk in the purple-clothed woman's hand started to glow with starlight and release a powerful aura.    

The surrounding cultivators all spread out and coldly watched.    

This was the cultivation world. There were grudges everywhere, and no one would stand up for a stranger.    

Moreover, these women in purple seemed to have great backgrounds, and no one was willing to take the initiative to offend them.    

"Sorry, sorry. Ladies, this old man will kowtow and apologize to you."    

The elder's body was trembling.    

He was only at the Dragon Qi Stage, but he did not know how to cultivate, much less how to use magic. He only felt that the cultivation level of these female immortals in front of him was profound, and they were not something he could resist.    

If such an existence wanted to kill them, it would be as easy as lifting a finger.    

His grandson had caused a huge disaster. The old man did not hesitate at all and was about to kneel down.    

Lu Yu could not stand it any longer. He helped the old man up and said coldly, "Do you really want an old man to kneel down in front of you?"    

The woman in purple sneered and pointed at Sun Xin. "He is a mortal, and his mortal aura makes me sick."    

Lu Yu understood everything. He protected Sun Xin behind him and said coldly, "Standing in front of you is a felony. Who do you think you are to make such ridiculous rules?"    

"Brother, don't be like this. I'll lower my head and admit my mistake." The old man pulled Lu Yu back, hoping that he would stop.    

The group of young men standing behind the purple-clothed woman had impatient expressions on their faces. One of them walked out, pointed at Lu Yu's nose, and scolded, "Come here and apologize to Fairy Han. You have no right to speak to her like that!"