Chapter 123: Chapter One Hundred and Nineteen: Old Xu Wins
Translator: 549690339
The young man with peach blossom eyes glanced at the scene in front of him, asking weakly, “What is this? What’s going on?”
With his eyes unfocused and lacking vitality, his demeanor immediately dispelled the crowd’s fear of the wild beast, and they started to threaten him.
“Whoever you are, scram.”
“If you don’t want to die, then move along. Don’t interfere with our business.”
Even the man named Wen Wei, looking at the young man who was barely twenty, riding the beast, coldly said, “Righteous Gang is handling affairs, bystanders should leave.”
His idea was simple. Since they had come to the territory of Xiling, they had to behave—dragons coiled up, and tigers lay down.
The Righteous Gang wasn’t made up of pushovers. There were more than a dozen masters who had transcended the Mortal Realm. Despite the threatening nature of this beast, the young man astride it only had the cultivation of the Mortal Realm. What was there to fear?
The young man chuckled lightly, his right hand forming a sword sign with two fingers, unleashing a deep red Sword Qi that blasted directly towards Wen Wei.
The Sword Intent of Ten Thousand Ways—Crimson Sword Qi!
As part of the Xu Clan’s core technique in Yuanzhou, the Peerless Sword Scripture created by Xu Sheng was originally just a sword technique for killing. But after Xu Sheng’s painstaking research, it not only derived a mental method reaching the Earth Level of the King Realm but also created the Sword Intent of Ten Thousand Ways.
When fully realized, it could cultivate ten thousand types of Sword Intents, each with its own unique mystery. Among them, the Crimson Sword Qi was the most widely circulated, extremely sharp and quick.
The crimson light flashed, and in the blink of an eye it pierced through Wen Wei’s shoulder, leaving a flat, circular hole. The flesh and blood disappeared.
Wen Wei clutched his shoulder, trembling uncontrollably. Although the opponent had attacked unexpectedly, this sharp Sword Qi would not have been spared even if he had deployed his body-protecting methods. Not realizing he had met a tough opponent now, meant he had lived in vain all these years.
The group of subordinates, seeing their leader brought down so swiftly, flocked around Wen Wei, their hearts heavy with worry.
“Boss, what’s wrong with you?!”
“Damn kid, how dare you ambush us, have the guts to fight us fair and square!”
Some particularly loyal followers even yelled at the young man, believing he only got the upper hand because of his surprise attack.
The young man’s lips curled upward, leaping gracefully off the beast to land in front of Wen Wei and his men. The sudden movement frightened the underlings so much that they staggered back several steps.
Seeing this show of power, Mi Bai knew that the young man was not to be underestimated. However, he also knew the principle that even a powerful dragon could not suppress local snakes.
Even if this young man saved him and his group today by a good turn, how could the Righteous Gang spare them?
Like-minded people would just form another gang if the Righteous Gang were defeated.
However, the young man’s presence undoubtedly filled Mi Bai with a glimmer of hope.
Even though the Righteous Gang would never spare him, these children were just collateral. If the stranger could save them, the Righteous Gang would likely not go to war over it.
“Young Hero!” Mi Bai called out loudly, “Could you please take these children and leave?”
When he spoke, a sharp light flashed in Wen Wei’s eyes. If Mi Bai dared to ask for help, he would kill him and his do, putting his own life at stake. But what he didn’t expect was that Mi Bai only asked the young man to save the children, leaving himself behind.
That was an outcome Wen Wei could accept. So, he remained quiet, clutching his wounded shoulder.
“Save people?” The young man with peach blossom eyes looked past Wen Wei, His eyes filled with confusion at Mi Bai’s pleading face.
“I only know how to kill.”
This was stated with indifference as if it were a joke, but Wen Wei, standing close by in the crowd, didn’t think so, as he saw the cold light in the young man’s eyes.
Those were eyes like an executioner’s, ready to pass judgement on him and his crew.
“Run!” The alarm bells in Wen Wei’s mind were ringing. He grabbed Zhang Kuo, shoved him at the stranger, and made a hasty retreat.
The previously buff body quickly deflated like a leaking ball, becoming lean and mean.
No one knew that Fat Jingang’s strength did not lie in power, but in speed.
The young man with peach blossom eyes appeared not to see Wen Wei’s action, simply extending his right hand out towards the crowd.
In his palm, a brilliant light as vibrant as a rainbow shone; over a dozen differently colored sword energies erupted simultaneously, each one aimed at a member of the Righteous Gang.
Amid the crisscrossing sword energy, the Righteous Gang members fell to the ground like harvested wheat. Even Wen Wei, who fled the fastest, was chased by a green sword energy aimed directly at the back of his head.
Sensing the imminent death from the sword energy on his back, Wen Wei had no time to hide his weaknesses. He exerted his full strength, his speed dramatically increased, as swift as a ray of light.
“If you can outrun this, then I am not Old Win Xu.” The young man muttered as the green sword energy got faster, overtaking him and piercing through the back of his head in an instant.
All this in just one move! The members of the Righteous Gang, who were at an absolute advantage not long ago, were now lying dead on the ground, including Wen Wei, one of the Eight Vajra.
A ruthless hand doesn’t mean that Old Win Xu was a person who loved killing.
During his journey, the most horrific tragedies he came across were not the atrocities committed by high-ranking clans, but these street rogues, who also had hard lives.
Bullying men, oppressing women, forcing the innocent into prostitution were only minor offenses.
You can’t imagine how cruel these people could be, to kidnap five or six-year-old children, break their limbs and force them to beg.
To let the little beggars starve to death just to gain sympathy to beg for more copper coins or to utterly destroy people’s lives over a few gold coins in debt.
And those five or six-year-old girls were gang-raped to death, their lower parts torn wide open. Thinking about this made him furious.
Being weak against the strong and wielding their swords against the weaker ones, these people were affront to the term ‘martial arts’.
From the scene today, it is apparent that a weak scholar leading a group of children was surrounded, it was not hard to guess the situation.
All the rogues here, without an exception, deserved to be killed, without a shred of injustice being involved.
Old Win Xu stood with his hands behind back, facing the wind.
Watching as the Righteous Gang members fell to the ground like stalks of rice, Mi Bai stood there in a daze, feeling an unbelievable sense of unreality, until a child’s heart-wrenching shout broke the silence.
“Dog Egg, Dog Egg, what’s wrong with you?”
He turned around in panic, only to see the child, nicknamed Dog Egg, lying on the ground. His right rib appeared as if it had been cut with a sharp blade, his clothes torn open, revealing the gaping wound beneath. The turned flesh was terrifying, with blood seeping out non-stop.
Mi Bai hurriedly rushed to the child’s side, laid him down flat and ripped open his torn clothes. He then turned to the rest of the children, “Press on his wound. I’ll find something to bandage it.”
“Use this ointment to stop the bleeding. Also, take this pill orally.”
Mi Bai looked up and saw the apologetic young man’s face and the ointment and pill in his hand.
“Thank you.” Mi Bai thanked him before hurriedly taking the ointment and pill.
After a hectic bout of dressing the wound, the injury on the child’s right rib started to heal, and his breathing stabilized.
“Phew.” Only then did Old Win Xu finally breathe a sigh of relief, but he was still too ashamed to face anyone.
These rogues didn’t have swords, only ropes. The child’s injury was clearly caused by his sword energy. If he couldn’t cure him, then he would be too ashamed to return to Middle Ying City.
Mi Bai was well aware of this, but he didn’t point it out.
“Thank you for the medicine.” Mi Bai handed back the half-used ointment to Old Win Xu, despite having little knowledge, he knew that the ointment that could heal wounds so quickly must be worth more than its weight in gold.
Old Win Xu dared not accept it, nor did he dare look into Mi Bai’s pleading eyes, so he raised his head and asked casually, “Where are all of you heading?”
“We are going to Clear Water County.” Mi Bai replied, he had a good impression of this young chivalrous man. If it weren’t for him, they would have been taken captive.
Old Win Xu was taken aback and asked, “Clear Water County is over five hundred kilometers from here. Do you plan to walk there?”
The scholar in front of him was most likely at Mortal Realm level, for him, a five hundred kilometers journey wouldn’t be much. But the group of children with him couldn’t make the journey.
The difficulty of a journey was never about the distance, but rather the unknown dangers.
Bandits stopping passengers on the way, beasts launching surprise attacks, and poisonous insects at night, any of these could claim the lives of these kids. But looking at them, hurriedly moving with no possessions, half the journey is bound to be fraught with dangers.
“Besides, this child just got injured. The priority now is to find a place for him to recuperate. It’s not advisable to move hastily.” Old Win Xu said, pointing to the injured child..
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