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"Zhao Yang said, if I cannot walk out of this tavern today, I will take my own life here."
With those words, it was clear that today's situation would end in bloodshed.
It would be easy to leave the tavern; a single use of Time Walk would suffice. However, the unpredictable Zhao Yang decided to act on a whim this time, choosing to step out one step at a time.
As he took a step, the winds surged and the ground trembled along Heavenly Harmony Street. A middle-aged man at a nearby table paused in surprise, but the whispers behind him quickly calmed him; his people had arrived.
Zhao Yang stepped forward and suddenly vanished from sight. Then, a scream pierced the air as a young man with a mole on his face collapsed, a chopstick protruding from his chest.
In the spot where Zhao Yang had disappeared, he reappeared as if nothing had happened.
Zhao Yang beckoned to the young man with a mole, and the chopstick was yanked out violently. Blood spurted forth in a column as the young man clutched his chest in agony, cursing loudly.
"You lowly scum, you better not fall into my hands later. Otherwise, I will make you suffer a thousand cuts and die in torment. As for your woman, I will strip her naked and parade her through the streets for all to see, making her ride a wooden donkey while the entire city humiliates her!"
Suddenly, several sickening sounds echoed as flesh was pierced again. The young man with the mole let out a desperate scream. The crowd turned to look at Zhao Yang's position; he had not vanished but remained right where he was.
The one attacking was not Zhao Yang but Liu Rou behind him.
Four chopsticks had pierced through the young man's limbs, embedding him into the ground.
Liu Rou's pretty face was filled with indignation as she coldly stated, "You dare bully my brother? Are you seeking death?"
Zhao Yang was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected Liu Rou, who usually treated him with tenderness and care, to show such strength.
But then again, Liu Rou was now the senior sister of Falling Flower Valley and had surpassed Zhao Yang in cultivation. She had entered the Nascent Soul Stage over a year ago. During Zhao Yang's unconscious days, Liu Rou had felt guilty for being so powerless, always relying on her beloved to save her. After Zhao Yang's disappearance, she had secluded herself in cultivation without rest or sleep. Her skills had advanced rapidly. Falling Flower Valley was one of the Five Major Sects of Cultivation and possessed more precious herbs than any other sect due to Consort of Rain's ruthless elimination of countless experts in the cultivation world and destruction of numerous sects. All rare treasures were gathered by her and stored within the valley for emergencies, allowing Liu Rou access to these Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures at will.
"You! You little wretch, vile woman, hurry up and kill him!" the young man shouted, his face pale, clearly having lost too much blood.
From a distance, Zhao Yang extended his hand toward the shouting youth, suddenly clenching his fist tightly from several yards away.
"No, save him quickly!" the middle-aged man exclaimed in shock, yelling to those behind him.
Boom!
The heart burst, blood splattering everywhere. It was too late for those in the shadows to intervene.
The trajectory of that young man's attack was simply unbelievable and elusive!
Furious, the middle-aged man said, "I intended to test your abilities and take you as a servant of the Wang family, but you foolishly killed my fourth nephew. You deserve death! Execute him!"
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, Zhao Yang moved, appearing behind him and grabbing his collar before slamming him to the ground. A sharp crack echoed as the middle-aged man's skull shattered with a scream of agony.
An invisible blade struck from behind Zhao Yang, silent and deadly. Zhao Yang turned around, raising an eyebrow at the unseen figure lurking in the shadows. With two fingers, he caught the invisible blade and swiftly brought it down.
In mid-air, a figure abruptly appeared—its head severed from its body. Gasps erupted from the crowd as they fled in panic.
They understood that this young man had stirred up serious trouble; he had killed an Shadow Guard.
The Shadow Guards were the oldest legacy of Heavenly Harmony City, unmatched in their lineage. They had guarded Heavenly Harmony City against foreign threats for generations. It was rumored that the Wang family had bribed them to assassinate clans and individuals that hindered their development. Today, when the Shadow Guards struck, it should have been foolproof; yet unexpectedly, not only had they revealed their presence but they were also defeated by this youth.
The Shadow Guards possessed ancient stealth techniques, but before Zhao Yang, all illusions were rendered meaningless. Not to mention that Zhao Yang's still-forming Martial Arts Heavenly Eye could eventually pierce through heaven and earth and gaze into eternity; even his Enlightenment Realm allowed him to perceive all illusions in the world. Just with his passive Divine Sense alone, he could clearly see a sneaky figure hiding behind the middle-aged man, eyes gleaming with malice.
The middle-aged man lying on the ground finally showed signs of fear. He crawled back a few steps and said, "You will regret this. I have already notified my family. Not only you and your woman but also your family and Sect will be thoroughly investigated. They will face relentless pursuit!"
After finishing his words, the middle-aged man laughed maniacally as if he could already foresee Zhao Yang's demise.
"There's no need for an investigation. I am a disciple of Xuanfo Temple, a student of Datong, and she is the only apprentice of the Consort of Rain. You can tell your family to hunt us down," Zhao Yang said coldly, directly revealing his sect.
"What?!" The middle-aged man widened his eyes, realizing he had stirred up a great trouble!
For over a hundred years in the cultivation world, there has been a saying: "Better to kill the Sword Saint than to provoke Datong." This means it is preferable to offend the master of the Mystical Gate, who has achieved enlightenment in swordsmanship, than to anger Datong, who is fiercely protective and often takes out his wrath on families and sects. Not to mention the infamous Consort of Rain from Zhongzhou, whose name alone sends shivers down people's spines!
After Zhao Yang spoke, Liu Rou said, "Brother Zhao Yang, there are still some lurking people on the roof."
Zhao Yang nodded and replied, "Leave none alive." He believed Liu Rou's current strength was sufficient for the task. He had already noticed several individuals secretly observing them. Using his Divine Sense to probe the situation inside the tavern, he found that their cultivation levels varied but were all above the Divine Transformation Stage, with a few even at the Nascent Soul Stage.
With Zhao Yang's approval, Liu Rou nodded and focused her mind. She formed hand seals and silently recited her heart sutra. Countless Willow Branches suddenly burst forth from the tavern, growing rapidly as if summoned by the wind. In an instant, dozens of experts from the Wang family on the tavern's roof were pierced by the Willow Branches, their life essence swiftly draining away until they perished.
Zhao Yang observed this scene clearly with his Divine Sense. He had not expected Liu Rou to possess such formidable power.
As the Willow Branches vanished and dozens of experts fell lifelessly to the ground, their appearances gaunt and withered, even Liu Rou was startled. She hadn't realized her cultivation method could drain others' life essence. For a moment, she turned pale with fear, worried that Zhao Yang might disapprove of her actions.
Zhao Yang embraced Liu Rou and comforted her, saying, "My Rouer, don't be afraid. There are no evil cultivation methods in this world—only evil people. Use goodness for good and evil for evil. These individuals intended to kill us; if we don't eliminate them, we would be in danger. You did what was right."
Reassured by Zhao Yang's words, Liu Rou felt somewhat relieved.
After speaking, when Zhao Yang looked at the terrified young people inside the tavern, his killing intent became evident. Under everyone's gaze, he stepped out of the tavern to fulfill his earlier statement. Then he turned to the middle-aged man on the ground and said, "Please proceed!"
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