Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal

As their clothes changed, Lin Chang’sheng and Zhao Shuang’Er attracted plenty of attention along the way.

"Move aside, get out of the way—"

As the two strolled through the streets admiring the scenery, a harsh shout rang out. Suddenly, a gigantic Iron Armor Beast appeared in everyone’s view.

This Iron Armor Beast stood nearly thirty feet tall, massive, with a look reminiscent of a rhinoceros.

At that moment, the Iron Armor Beast rampaged through the street, smashing the ground beneath its feet as it charged.

Lin Chang’sheng saw two people standing atop the Iron Armor Beast’s back, a man and a woman.

The man was in his early twenties, quite handsome.

The woman looked about eighteen or nineteen, also very pretty, but both carried an air of arrogance between their brows that made people uncomfortable.

The shout had come from the man, as if implying that if people didn’t move, they fully deserved to be trampled to death by his Iron Armor Beast.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Shuang’Er noticed that in the Iron Armor Beast’s path, a four or five-year-old boy was playing in the street, completely unaware of the approaching beast.

If the boy was trampled or even just knocked down, he’d be dead for sure.

Zhao Shuang’Er rushed forward, throwing a punch at the Iron Armor Beast, trying to stop it.

Don’t be fooled by Zhao Shuang’Er’s thin frame—when she unleashed her cultivation, it was powerful, easily at the Early Stage of Divinity Transformation.

With this punch, a forceful boom sounded in the air as space itself seemed to shatter.

Boom—

There was a violent crash. The Iron Armor Beast was forced back several steps, nearly throwing its riders from its back.

After pushing back the beast, Zhao Shuang’Er led the boy to safety.

"Where did this little bitch come from, daring to block my mount? You must be tired of living. Do you even know who I am?"

The man atop the beast shouted angrily, flaunting his supposed prestige.

"I don’t care who you are. Riding a damn demon beast through the city, not caring if you hurt people? You’re no different from the wild animals you brag about!"

Zhao Shuang’Er shot back, clearly fed up. These people relied on their cultivation, caring nothing for anyone’s life—utterly worse than a damn demon beast.

"You—"

The man was so furious at Zhao Shuang’Er’s retort that he was left speechless.

"These ants count as lives? Get on your knees and admit you’re wrong, and maybe, if I’m feeling generous, I’ll spare your life!"

The woman raised her pale neck, her tone cold and casual.

She didn’t give a damn about the lives of these commoners. Her words instantly sparked a flurry of curses from the crowd.

"Who the hell are these two? Cocky as hell, think they’re all that just because they have an Iron Armor Beast?"

"You don’t even recognize them? They’re the Sect Leader of Myriad Beasts Sect’s kids: the guy is Dugu Yong, the girl is Dugu Yan. Both are past Divinity Transformation, maybe here for the Celestial Pride List!"

"The Sect Leader’s kids? No wonder—they’ve got some background!"

"Hell yeah. Even their mount’s cultivation isn’t simple. Average cultivators wouldn’t stand a chance!"

"Then that girl’s totally screwed for getting in their way!"

"Damn, shame for her—she stood up for what’s right, but she crossed the wrong people!"

...

The surrounding crowd exploded in discussion.

"You want me to admit I was wrong? Keep dreaming!"

Zhao Shuang’Er was never going to apologize.

"Good, then let me show you a lesson!"

Dugu Yan’s eyes flashed cold, intent on punishing this reckless girl.

Crack—

As soon as she finished, Dugu Yan snapped her whip at Zhao Shuang’Er.

The whip cracked through the air with a savage boom—normal people’s eardrums would burst from that sound, leaving them deaf instantly.

But Zhao Shuang’Er didn’t back down, staring the whip down and preparing to fight back.

Unfortunately, the opponent’s cultivation was far superior, and she also wielded a Spirit Treasure.

Within a few exchanges, Zhao Shuang’Er was on the losing end.

"Die!"

Seeing Zhao Shuang’Er falter, Dugu Yan went in for the kill, whipping down with murderous intent.

If this blow landed, Zhao Shuang’Er would be maimed if not killed outright.

Crack—

But in that instant, just as the whip was about to land, a figure stepped between them, catching the whip with his bare hand.

The man stood like an unmovable mountain, blocking everything in front of him.

And it was none other than Lin Chang’sheng.

Seeing Zhao Shuang’Er in trouble, of course Lin Chang’sheng was the first to stand up.

Relying on his physical power, Lin Chang’sheng reached out and snatched the whip right out of his opponent’s grip.

Dugu Yan’s pupils instantly contracted.

She realized this man’s cultivation was vastly beyond hers—otherwise, such a feat would be impossible.

"Who are you?"

Dugu Yan was boiling with anger.

But she didn’t dare attack Lin Chang’sheng recklessly, worried he might be someone even they couldn’t afford to offend.

"You think you’re worthy to know my name?"

With a surge of strength, Lin Chang’sheng snatched the whip clean out of her hand.

Then, he flicked the whip himself, sending blow after blow toward them.

However they’d treated Zhao Shuang’Er, he’d pay them back in kind.

Seeing the whip coming, Dugu Yong and Dugu Yan dared not take it lightly—they retreated in a hurry.

The whip landed on the Iron Armor Beast, making it howl in pain.

Even with armor skin and thick flesh, the beast couldn’t withstand Lin Chang’sheng’s power.

Eventually, the Iron Armor Beast collapsed, barely clinging to life.

"How dare you injure my mount?"

Dugu Yan glared at Lin Chang’sheng, yelling in rage.

"This is the first time—and it will also be the last. If I ever catch you riding demon beasts through the city again, you’ll end up like it."