“Fat bastard, because of you, I lost so much face! How dare you tell people about my-my… my….”  The young man, who looked around seventeen years old, could not even finish his sentence. His face was flushed. 

“Your hobby that consists of making love to chickens?” Fatty finished his sentence. Which resulted in the sword in the young man’s hand being swung at him.

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! I do not care if you are an information broker! I do not care if you got a lot of people on your side! You will die here today!” The young man shouted out, only to be laughed at.

“You seem to be an idiot since even if you land a killing blow on this Fatty Prince, I will only be ejected from the mystic realm.”  Fatty calmly dodged the attack as he did a back flip and landed on his feet, his massive axe drawn. “And now that I have drawn my axe, you will all be kicked out here and now.” 

Fatty stepped forward and disappeared before the three young men that had come to attack Fatty could do anything they saw their vision blur and found themselves back in the sect staring at the sect master in blank expressions. The sect master looked at the three and shook his head. He wondered when these young ones will learn to judge their foes and not act so hot headed.

“Damn it! I will kill that fat bastard!” The young man yelled out, the veins in his forehead puffing out.

Back inside the mystic realm Fatty rested his axe on his shoulders and sighed. “This is the light of an information broker. They always have to deal with people bitching about having their information given out. If you do not want people to know, then don’t go around making love to chickens! Now to find my flags, or else Yuki and Nana will beat me up. Those two girls are scary. I need to find Maiko as well, or else she will beat me up as well. Why do women always resort to violence around me? Is it because I am fat? Just because I am fat doesn’t mean I do not hurt when I get hit!”

Fatty sighed as he looked around him. “At any rate, that move just now…. Was awesome! Shit, I impress myself. I shall call it the chicken fucker express. An express trip to the yellow river. I will need to show Miako later. I wonder if she will praise me”

 While Fatty was working out ways to impress Maiko, Yuki was walking through the forest, looking for more flags. Her mind was also preoccupied with how she should deal with Yuko when she challenges her. “Should I just skin her face? Is that even possible in a sect match? Will they get mad?” 

Yuki did not know how far she could go before she would be punished, but she felt that no matter what, she needed to make Yuko at this time fear her to the bones. Since she could not outright kill the girl just yet, she wanted Yuko to understand that anything that she might have planned against her would only result in her dishing out more punishment. 

“Now that I think about it. Most of these types of girls would always try to ruin the other girl by having her stripped naked in public or worse. She does seem the type to do it. Haughty… thinks guys are her toys and will do anything to get back at those who make her lose face. Yeah, I should watch out for any stupid schemes involving aphrodisiacs.” Yuki was only basing her assumption on the books she read before she died in her past life and had no idea how much this would hold in this world, but only if she knew that her thoughts were so right it was sickening. 

Yuki pushed through the forest until she found a young man picking a flag from within a tree. She, of course, would not let this slip by her as she stepped on air and quickly made her way over to him. Right as he grabbed the flag, her sword dropped, stabbing at his head, and was immediately blocked by the barrier knocking her back, forcing her into a back flip as she landed gently on the ground. Three flags dropped to her feet, causing her to smile. “Not bad, he was lucky…” 

Yuki picked up the three flags, making it so she now had four altogether, and quickly dashed off in another direction. She would not let anyone go. If they were not a friend, she would kill them and take their flags. If they did not have flags, that was one less person to compete against. She did not know if there was a reward for coming in first or not, but she wanted to reduce as many competitors as possible.

 It was not just Yuki who had this idea, Nana was of the same mind. Anyone she came across was sent out of the mystic realm by her huge sword. She had collected three flags already by killing those around her. Although the flags were important, her main goal was finding Yuki. She would not feel calm until she saw that Yuki was fine. She knew that Yuki was strong, but that did not mean she was not afraid of something happening to the girl she loved. They had made a few enemies, so the worry deep down in her heart would not rest until those enemies had disappeared….

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While the outer sect tournament was underway, in a hidden small room within a city not far away, Elder Shoji placed a ring on the table. “This has one thousand medium spirit stones. I need you to kill two people for me.”

“Hmmm?” The man with a black cloak looked at the person across from me. He reached out with his hands and took the spirit stones. “Names and appearances….”

After Elder Shoji left, a young woman came out of the shadows and looked at the man sitting at the table. “Another contract?”

“Yes, this time, it is two targets. Two girls from the Heavenly Cloud Sect.”