The Heavenly Dao System-Chapter 112: Song Jing

It wasn’t that Song Jing was conceited in her behavior, but she really couldn’t stand others disrespecting the alchemy profession.

This was the same mindset for all alchemists.

Unless one’s alchemy experience was superior, no other alchemists would respect them. Even if their cultivation base was extremely high, the best they would receive was a formal respect gesture.

Although she didn’t know who this Senior Dao was, she was certain the latter couldn’t be some high-ranked alchemist.

After all, she was already the highest and knew most of the famous alchemists—even those recluse ones.

’Hmph, I won’t allow the sacred alchemy competition to be tainted.’ Song Jing thought to herself as she arrived at the highest platform under Jia Xing’s guide.

Upon arriving, she and the collective elders instantly spotted the city lord talking with an unknown youngster.

"Greetings, City Lord." Song Jing cupped her fist and greeted. The elders behind her also followed suit and greeted her.

This was necessary because Lin Loi was the highest authority here.

While greeting, Song Jing was looking around for Senior Dao.

Her action didn’t go unnoticed as Lin Loi cleared her throat and said, "Allow me to introduce him to everyone. He’s called the Dao Lord, otherwise known as Senior Dao."

To prevent any misunderstanding, Lin Loi took the initiative to introduce Ye Ming to the rest. After all, even she would find it hard to believe a youngster could be identified as Senior.

Sure enough, Song Jing’s eyes widened in surprise as she took a closer look at the youngster.

"Y-You’re Senior Dao?" She asked in disbelief.

"Even the city lord has said it, so who else could it be?" Ye Ming rolled his eyes and continued, "Anyway, I’m sure you must have a lot of say such as me being unqualified and whatnot. But let me tell you something. Shut your mouth and watch. Otherwise, you’ll just be embarrassing yourself later on."

"..."

Speechless, Song Jing didn’t know what else was there for her to say.

Wouldn’t she have made a fool of herself if she did exactly what Ye Ming just stated?

’What’s wrong with this youngster?’ She cursed silently.

"Alright, scram to the side and find yourself a seat."

He truly had no intention of wasting time with blabbering.

There was no point in face-slapping her. And although she was quite the mature beauty, in Ye Ming’s eyes, it was barely anything.

When Song Jing was disrespected to this extent, one male elder couldn’t stand any longer and step forward.

Just when he was about to speak, Ye Ming gave him a slap with his qi utilization.

Dumbfounded, the elder touched his bruised cheek and glanced at Ye Ming.

"Whatever you wanted to say to gain whoever this female elder is, just stop. You ain’t getting her attention in the past, and definitely not now." He calmly said.

Almost immediately, the elders behind him were startled and amused. After all, they long knew about his desire for Song Jing’s beauty, but who would have thought he would get exposed today—that too in such a humiliating manner.

As an 8th-rank alchemist, the elder could naturally have many women he wanted. However, only Song Jing caught his eye because Song Jing was not just a beauty or flower vase. Instead, she was also the one with extreme talent in the alchemy profession.

In his mind, it was a match made in heaven if they were together.

"Who could have thought Elder Heng be punched?"

"Wei Heng was always in his high horse, so it’s really hilarious to see him get punched."

The elders weren’t that respectful toward Wei Heng, so they didn’t show any anger toward his outcome.

Wei Heng wasn’t Song Jing after all.

Wei Heng felt his face burning from shame. He clenched his fist tightly and glared fiercely at Ye Ming.

"What could a brat like you possibly do?" He roared and lifted his sleeve up. It was clear that he planned on using his fist to retaliate the punch from earlier.

Alas, Wei Heng couldn’t even make a step when Lin Loi had already signaled for Shan Tung to drag Wei Heng away.

"Let’s not be violent and keep things amicable." Lin Loi then announced, startling every alchemist on the spot.

Keep things amicable?

Not be violent?

What kind of sick joke was that?

The one who committed violence first was Ye Ming, but it appeared as if Lin Loi didn’t see anything. Her clear favoritism and bias stunned the numerous elders.

After all, they never heard of Lin Loi being a power abuser, much less one to suck up to others.

At this moment, Song Jing seemed to have understood something and couldn’t help but look at Ye Ming in shock.

’There’s no way the city lord would be that willful. If she’s willing to go this far for the youngster, does it mean his alchemy experience surpasses the collective of us?’ She furrowed her brows.

While Song Jing was perplexed by the situation, Wei Heng was already being dragged away in a very unwilling manner.

’Damn that brat and city lord. How dare these two humiliate me?’ Wei Heng gritted his teeth after being tossed to the side by Shan Tung.

This humiliation—he shall remember it dearly.

"Oh, you have a look of resentment on your face. Do you care to share your story?"

A voice suddenly echoed from behind, stunning Wei Heng.

He turned around and noticed it was another brat. "Do you want to die, brat?"

His mood was already in the low, so to be talked down like this by another brat was just forcing him to end the other person’s life. As an alchemist, he might not be great in combat, but his connection alone could easily recruit strong combatants to do the dirty work.

This was why alchemists were widely feared among them!

Unless one could confirm they could silence an alchemist without anyone knowing, nobody would dare to take such a risk.

One wrong move, and you could become the enemy of all alchemists and be chased down by cultivators who sought to earn their favor.