Achieving physical sainthood starting from Hunyuan Gong

Chapter 84 I will personally take action and kill this brat!

"Song Shen! I want you dead!"

Chu Yan sat sullenly in a corner of the prison, the whip marks on his body glaringly obvious.

The physical pain was nothing compared to the humiliation, which, like tattooing, caused him excruciating, burning agony.

In this life, forever

We must never forget each other.

On what grounds?

How dare a peasant, who was born a slave, treat me like this? Even if a lowly ant gains power temporarily, does he really think he can stay in power forever?

Why did I encounter such a mess on my first trip down the mountain? Heaven really has no eyes.

Furthermore, he wet his pants in public, was beaten up, and made a complete fool of himself. How could he face his fellow disciples, his teachers, his senior sister whom he had secretly loved for so many years, and the young talents in the martial arts world when he returned to the mountain?

A husband's life is like a sword that cannot be broken.

Having suffered such a great humiliation, if one were a true man, shouldn't one draw their sword and commit suicide?

Thinking of this, he drew his sword, its sharp edge gleaming with a cold, flowing light.

If you smear this on your neck, blood will surely gush out like a fountain, right?

I have seen people whose heads have been chopped off, and the sight of blood gushing out at that moment still shocks me to this day.

"Brother Chu! Why are you doing this!"

Beside him, Zhou Shaofang, a young swordsman from the Cangyun Sect, held Chu Yan's arm tightly with his large hand.

"Brother Chu! The world of martial arts is treacherous. We wanderers are bound to capsize sometimes. If we make a mistake, how can we so easily take our own lives!"

Chu Yan was resolute, his face showing utter despair.

"How can a husband be humiliated? My will is like a sword, unyielding and unbreakable. Since I have suffered such a great disgrace, I will commit suicide here in this prison today!"

Zhou Shaofang said helplessly, "Brother Chu, a broken sword can be reforged, but a broken neck can never be mended. Please think it over!"

"No, my mind is made up. When my martial uncle arrives, please tell him that I, Chu Yan, have not disgraced Flying Snow Manor!"

Chu Yan sat up straight, like a righteous man facing death on the execution ground.

Meanwhile, courtesan Liu Rufei watched coldly as a faint smile played on her lips.

Zhou Shaofang slowly released Chu Yan's arm and sat back down in his original position.

"Then... Brother Chu, go ahead. I will convey your last words to your martial uncle. My martial uncle will definitely come, and we will all avenge you and tear Song Shen to pieces!"

"what?"

Chu Yan froze, the long sword at his neck hanging there. Why wasn't this person stopping him?

Dude, aren't you trying to hurt me? Then why did you stop me just now?

The key question is, now that the atmosphere has been built up, should I slit my own throat or not?

Inside the prison, the other three pairs of eyes were all fixed on Chu Yan.

Chu Yan held his longsword across his neck, paused for a long time, his toes began to dig into the ground, his mind racing with thoughts, before finally steeling his resolve.

A commotion came from outside, and everyone's attention was immediately drawn to it. The longsword, which had just been slightly scratched, was quickly put down.

However, everyone in the prison was shocked when they saw the two people being brought in from outside.

"Huh? No, Uncle He, you..."

Chu Yan immediately saw his martial uncle being led into the prison, looking as disheveled as he had been.

However, his martial uncle was a Xiantian expert!

How could this be?

Then he saw his uncle's left arm, which was completely empty and had a horrifying wound.

"Uncle-Master, your arm..."

In a fit of rage, the old man surnamed He slapped Chu Yan hard across the face, sending him flying and crashing into the wall.

"You beast!" Old He had already had his arm cut off, and now, enraged, he felt dizzy and almost collapsed.

The short old man hurriedly advised, "Brother He, there's no need to get angry with the juniors. These greenhorns who have just come down from the mountain are just like this. They don't understand the dangers of the martial world and think they can run rampant just because of their sect and family background. This is just naiveté, which is perfectly normal. The truly despicable one is that evil constable. If it weren't for his tyrannical behavior, none of this would have happened."

Elder He steadied himself. "We'll settle the score when we get back to the sect. Old Zheng, you help me heal!"

On the other side, Zhou Shaofang of the Cangyun Sect was completely dumbfounded. His uncle had come to stand up for the two of them, but ended up being arrested.

Is Song Shen really that extraordinary?

After a long while, Elder He finished healing his wounds and said fiercely, "We have cultivated diligently for many years and have a small reputation in the martial arts world. Today, we have suffered a terrible misfortune and are imprisoned. If we do not avenge this, we will probably not be able to put our swords in the grave after we are gone."

Old Zheng narrowed his eyes as well. "Xiao Pingzhe is truly a genius. I'm certain he has condensed his acupoints and generated a sea of ​​qi. You and I are no match for him, but as for Song Shen, I will definitely kill him!"

Old He, his hair white and frail, said, "I've lost my left arm, my martial arts are half gone, and I have no hope for the future. I came here hoping to see the opportunities at Flying Dragon Mountain, but now I only want to express the spirit in my heart. I'll die without regrets!"

"Even so, we must be careful in our actions. The imperial court is still the imperial court. Even if we are angry, we cannot cause a major disaster and implicate our sect."

Just as the two were about to communicate telepathically, the earth suddenly trembled violently, and the entire prison shook.

The crowd held their ground, and moments later the wall collapsed, and the jailers fled in terror.

The group exchanged glances, stepped out of the prison, and came to the surface.

The earthquake has stopped, but the collapse of the prison has caused many prisoners to scatter and flee. The jailer who left earlier has not yet returned.

If you don't go now, when will you wait?

The group used their movement techniques to leave the government office. Just as they reached the long street, a straight plume of smoke shot into the sky in the distance, and in an instant, the entire Flying Dragon Mountain was obscured by dark clouds.

A torrential downpour suddenly descended.

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At the Huang residence, Old Man Huang gazed into the distance at the horizon.

"The earth dragon has turned over."

Mo Jinxian, the leader of the Liansheng Sect, clasped his hands together and looked up at the sky, saying, "Patriarch Huang, it's time to go into the mountains. If you want to enter the true Xiantian realm, you still need the help of this Earth Marrow. Whether you can break through the shackles depends on today."

Huang Zhan lowered his eyelids and said softly, "Will things suddenly change after Xiao Pingzhe arrives in Xinyu?"

Mo Jinxian said calmly, "The old demon in the mountains is already enough to give him a hard time."

Huang Zhan's mind was indeed racing. Over the years, he had cooperated with the Lian Sheng Sect and obtained demonic blood to cleanse himself, but he had also become increasingly mired in the quagmire of the demonic sect.

Now it's impossible to tell whether it was because I was too eager to protect my family's interests and had a strong sense of justice, or... because I was too thirsty for power and fell into the demonic path.

"My family...and my grandson."

Mo Jinxian laughed heartily: "Our Liansheng Sect is spread throughout the Nine Provinces. Without the support of the major families, could we have achieved what we have today? The Huang family is just one of many families, and none of these families have been wiped out. Is Elder Huang getting too old and becoming afraid of death?"

Old Huang suppressed his fear and said in a deep voice, "You mean, that Song Shen has already entered the Demon Suppression Division?"

Mo Jinxian nodded and said, "That's right. This boy is exceptionally capable and may become an obstacle in this operation. If the Huang family encounters any trouble, it may be because of this boy."

Old Huang recalled how the elite Black Armor Army he had personally cultivated had been completely wiped out by that kid, and his mines and medicinal fields had been utterly destroyed. This hatred was truly unforgivable.

Such a genius, if he were to grow up, would surely plunge the Huang family into utter ruin.

"This time, I will personally take action and kill this brat!"

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Chen Huaifeng gazed intently into the distance and respectfully asked, "Uncle-Master Zhou, shouldn't we head into the mountains?"

Uncle Zhou nodded and said, "The two promising talents we selected this time are both quite good. By the way, what's the deal with that evil constable? I heard he has decent talent."

Previously, Uncle Zhou had been surveying in the mountains, focusing only on Cao Yu and Huang Xuanzhen. Now that he was asked about this matter, Chen Huaifeng knew he had to answer carefully.

"I inform my martial uncle that this person is indeed quite talented, arguably no less so than Cao Yu and Huang Xuanzhen. I have extended an invitation to him, but..."

Uncle Zhou turned his gaze over, "Oh?"

He said he wasn't interested.

Uncle Zhou said calmly, "Then let's forget about it and ignore him. Let's go into the mountain."