After that, Chu Feng talked with Li Xiang for a long time. As a disciple of the Waste Grove, Li Xiang's body remained intact because he had originally been a disciple of the Bronze Grove.
He had been sent to the Waste Grove as punishment for offending someone he shouldn't have. He had to serve as a disciple there for three years before he could return to the Bronze Grove to continue his cultivation.
Moreover, Li Xiang had a younger brother named Li Xiao, a genius who was a significant figure among the Bronze Grove disciples.
Naturally, no one dared to touch Li Xiang.
Upon arriving at the Waste Grove, Li Xiang had tried to change the situation, wanting to help the Waste Grove disciples regain their dignity. Using his barrier techniques, he had repaired their physical bodies.
Unfortunately, apart from himself, he couldn't protect anyone.
Not long after he healed the disciples, Li Xiang witnessed firsthand the disciples of the Waste Grove being brutally crippled by those from the Bronze and Iron Groves.
And he could do nothing. He could only watch helplessly as those he had healed were beaten and broken.
Gouging eyes, cutting out tongues, twisting arms, severing limbs—scenes of blood played out continuously over the disciples of the Waste Grove, but he could only stand by, powerless.
Seeing them suffer such pain, Li Xiang was consumed with self-blame. He felt it was his fault. If he hadn't helped them restore their bodies, they wouldn't have endured this new torment.
Grief and indignation raged within Li Xiang, but he did not let it go. He went to seek help from his brother, Li Xiao, hoping his brother would help the Waste Grove disciples get revenge.
However, his brother advised Li Xiang not to meddle in things that didn't concern him. He told him to accept his punishment quietly in the Waste Grove and that once the three-year term was up, he could return to the Bronze Grove.
Despite his unwillingness, his own strength was truly limited. Left with no choice, Li Xiang had resigned himself. Now his punishment term was nearly over, and he would soon be able to return to the Bronze Grove.
This was why he so hoped Chu Feng would join the Waste Grove. He could see that Chu Feng was powerful, far more powerful than him, and Chu Feng was a man of dignity.
Perhaps, with Chu Feng in the Waste Grove, the disciples there could live a bit more comfortably.
The disciples of the Bronze and Iron Groves had countless ways to bully the Waste Grove disciples.
Even with their broken bodies, those people would not truly leave them alone.
They would still come to the Waste Grove from time to time, using all sorts of excuses and methods to humiliate and torment the Waste Grove disciples.
When they were unhappy, they would come to bully the Waste Grove disciples. When they themselves were bullied by others, they would come to bully the Waste Grove disciples. Even when they had nothing to do and were bored out of their minds, they would come to bully the Waste Grove disciples.
The disciples of the Waste Grove were like their playthings, their punching bags.
"I spent a long time wandering the Waste Grove today and found feces and other substances in many places. That must also be their doing, right?" Chu Feng asked.
"Yes. Every time they come, they relieve themselves in the Waste Grove, treating our Grove like a public latrine. And they forbid the Waste Grove disciples from cleaning it up because they believe the Waste Grove is a filthy place that deserves to be covered in filth," Li Xiang replied.
"Heh, that's truly despicable. Do they really think they're geniuses?"