Beggar Cultivation System

North of Belthias City, two individuals landed in front of the gate.

"M-Master," Kuo called out with a worried expression. "I'm very sorry. It's my fault."

"I'm glad you know," Master Li glared at his disciple. "Didn't I tell you that hidden dragons hide everywhere?"

"You did, Master… b-but weren't you also—"

"But what, ha?!" Master Li raised an eyebrow.

You were also underestimating them and overconfident in my abilities. We even cheated, but we still got defeated! You shouldn't only blame me; you should also blame yourself! Kuo-Pal thought but didn't dare voice it.

"Maybe, maybe if you just knew how to back off, we wouldn't have been humiliated!" Master Li said angrily.

But you also liked the idea of defeating that kid! In fact, you're the one who proposed the fight! It's just aligning with what I wanted! Kuo thought as he lowered his head in dismay.

In the end, no matter what he said or did, as long as something went wrong and he was involved, it was always his fault.

Seeing this, Master Li spat on the ground. "But this humiliation, I'll make sure I get back at them, especially that Yoga guy. I'll kill him and tear him to pieces!"

If the people from the Middle Continent found out that he had been humiliated in this backward place, he would surely become a laughingstock. However, if they discovered that he bullied these weaker people, it would seem like a petty move, and he would be despised. He wouldn't even be surprised if rumors spread that he only came to this backward city to flaunt his Cultivation.

Master Li found himself in a stalemate, caught between his reputation and his position as an Outer Elder.

They're like wolves, waiting for one of us to become prey just to fill their stomachs, he thought grimly.

The only option left was a "strategic" retreat. Master Li could have killed them all right there to cover up the humiliation, but it would have to be done instantly before anyone could send a message to the Middle Continent. Even then, the main Great Serpent Sect was smart enough to notice something was wrong with one of their branches, putting him at even greater risk.

"My apologies," Kuo gritted his teeth, unable to meet his master's eyes.

"Save your apology for later. I'm deciding what punishment to give you," Master Li said angrily. Shaking his head, he whistled, and seconds later, the miniature Water Falcon flew in front of them. "We'll return to the Capital."

The Water Falcon let out a small shriek as its body returned to its original size, nearly covering the entire north side of Belthias City.

Watching his master ascend onto the Water Falcon, Kuo-Pal let out a heavy sigh. As he followed, his gaze lingered on the city, his hatred for the beggar kid intensifying.

It's all that guy's fault. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have disappointed my master, Kuo thought bitterly.

As he landed atop the giant Water Falcon, the beast immediately took flight. It didn't flap its wings, but in no time, they had reached the distant mountains.

Meanwhile, just as they flew away, from the place where the Great Serpent Cultivation School building stood, something emerged—blue and fast.

...

Bluetooth soared through the skies above Belthias City, the wind ruffling his feathers and causing them to brush against one another.

Straddling his back was his owner, Apollo, and the monkey, Bubba, who was currently in deep trouble. The Water-Attributed Falcon glanced back at them, clear amusement glinting in his eyes.

Hehe, let's see if you still dare disobey Master! Bluetooth thought. After the punishment he'd received for cursing the "small human," he had finally learned his lesson: never anger Apollo, whom he now called Master. If he wanted to curse the beggar, he'd have to do it silently in his mind—not aloud—because apparently, the "small human" could understand animals!

Fortunately for him, unlike the fearless monkey who sought trouble everywhere, Bluetooth prided himself on being the type who preferred lounging around and doing absolutely nothing all day.

The journey was peaceful, marked only by the sound of flapping wings and the strong wind echoing through the air.

However, like the calm before a storm, the moment they arrived back at Apollo's spot, the beggar reached out and grabbed Bubba by the nape of his neck.

Seeing this, Bluetooth immediately shrank his body using the Body Shrinking Technique and flew to his corner, eager to watch the drama unfold with excitement.

Bubba, who had been unusually quiet the entire journey, didn't know what to say.

The monkey felt as though he had just escaped the hands of one devil, only to fall into the grasp of another. He didn't like Master Li one bit. Even though the old human hadn't harmed him physically, Bubba's primal instincts told him to stay far away. Fear gnawed at him, warning him that Master Li was dangerous.

Being held in the old man's grip felt like standing before a sleeping tiger. Bubba was constantly on edge, especially when he realized there was no escape from Master Li's fingers. Just as he was about to resign himself to being someone else's pet, his owner, Apollo, came back for him.

That moment nearly brought him to tears. But his relief didn't last long—he knew he was in deep trouble now. Resigned to his fate, Bubba decided to be quiet and well-behaved.

But looking at the current situation, he realized he had to speak up, or he'd be forced to remain silent for the rest of his life.

"I'm sorry, Apollo! I just wanted to eat at that girl's restaurant! You know her food is so good! But that ugly old human came in and picked me up without my consent! That's against my monkey rights! I'm an innocent and law-abiding monkey—your law, by the way!" Bubba blurted out, trying his best to sound pitiful.

"Hey, he can't understand you, so say whatever you want," Bluetooth commented from the side, barely containing his laughter.

"Oh, right. I forgot about that," Bubba chuckled, his expression still pitiful and fearful. With a mischievous glint in his eye, he opened his mouth to say what was really on his mind.

"Alright, I'm sorry… not! No! No! Why should I apologize, ha?! Do you think just because you're the one feeding us, I should follow every word you say? F*ck you! I hope you die a horrible death!"

As Bubba ranted, his face painted a completely different story. He looked as though he were the one being wronged. Tears formed around his eyes, and his monkey voice cracked pitifully from time to time.

To normal people, his screeches would sound like typical monkey noises, and they might even believe his pitiful act. But to Apollo, who understood every word, it was an entirely different story.