Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 189 Prejudice in People's Hearts, and the Common People as Beasts

"Junior brother, you don't know, when we fought this pig demon, my senior sister was almost killed by his nine-foot rake."

My Flowing Light Sword managed to strike him twice when he wasn't looking, but it didn't even scratch his skin. I'm so angry!

Ouyang Lan still felt a chill when she recalled the danger of that day, and how she had been bedridden for three days and barely recovered from her injuries.

Looking at the headless corpse of Zhu Lie, he felt a great sense of satisfaction and chuckled, "Although this guy is a bit clumsy when he attacks, when he occasionally makes a move, it is fierce and powerful, and you can't block it head-on at all."

She took a few steps forward, her blood boiling, her inner strength fully mobilized, and thrust her sword towards Zhu Lie's bare arm.

chi...

A red mark appeared, and the sword blade slid away.

"Huh, he's still this strong even after he's dead?"

Upon seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but turn to look at Lu Wubing.

A look of admiration involuntarily appeared in his eyes.

Especially Ji Changge, Yun Yi, and other top-tier experts who had fought against Zhu Lie before were extremely shocked.

Zhu Lie, ranked second in the Demonic Sect's Ten Thousand Beasts Hall, possessed the innate Yin Deficiency martial intent level, and his defense was so formidable that he was said to be able to contend with those at the Yang Realm.

Originally, no one took this statement seriously.

People in the martial arts world are used to praising themselves and belittling others.

You won't know who's a hero and who's a coward until you've actually fought them.

Sometimes, someone with only rudimentary skills might be touted as invincible, depending entirely on how they perform.

But this powerful demonic master, who resembles a wild boar, is definitely not like that.

He is truly capable.

When he activated his technique, a layer of black energy swirled around his body, making it impossible for the sword light to penetrate.

Ji Changge and the others originally thought that if their cultivation level improved further, as long as they could break through the black aura on the surface of the opponent's body, they could break through the defense and defeat this person would not be a pipe dream.

Ouyang Lan certainly thought so too.

The results of it?
After Ouyang Lan tested that sword strike, they realized that they had been overthinking things.

Even if their cultivation level were to advance further, or even several steps further, and they were to actually break through the opponent's [Mysterious Origin Thick Earth Technique] external true energy, it would still be extremely difficult to break through the opponent's hard skin and flesh, which were as solid as diamond.

However, such a powerful master was like clay in Lu Wubing's hands.

He was killed on the spot in just one encounter.

Regardless of how he killed him... the principle of the strong ruling is always true.

Focusing only on results, ignoring the reasons.

Doesn't this mean that Lu Wubing's combat strength has long reached the level of a [Yang Realm] Innate Master, or even surpassed it?

'How long has he been cultivating?'

Even with Ji Changge's usually calm and collected nature, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly at this moment.

I felt a pang of shame.

He combined the strengths of both schools... He learned the Mingfeng Pavilion's martial arts in his youth, and as he grew older, he also mastered the Mingyue Sect's sword techniques.

He had cultivated for over twenty years, but unexpectedly, he was far inferior to his junior disciple who had only cultivated for a few months.

What should one say?
Ouyang Lan, on the other hand, felt it was only natural.

He asked with a grin, "Junior Brother, how did you manage to prevent him from closing his eyes and get hit directly?"

Stinging into the eyes and piercing the brain may seem easy, but in reality, it is extremely difficult.

Let alone experts, even ordinary people who have never practiced martial arts can close or open their eyes whenever they want when attacked by an enemy.

The speed at which his eyelids open and close far surpasses the speed at which he blocks.

And Zhu Lie's eyelids must be exceptionally resilient.

The fact that it could make him open his eyes wide to be stabbed shows just how fast the sword must have been.

"Those who are good swimmers die in the water. This person's inner energy is so strong that he is used to relying on it and doesn't really have much awareness of dodging..."

Therefore, no matter which martial art we excel in, even if our swordsmanship is faster than everyone else's, we must never be careless. There are always stronger opponents; we must not underestimate anyone in the world.

"Junior Brother, you're overthinking it. How could we be proud? Just thinking about your swordsmanship and martial arts makes us feel ashamed."

Ouyang Lan chuckled.

Ignoring the filthy scene, he held his breath, squatted down, and began searching the inner pockets of the pig king, Zhu Lie.

She and Lu Wubing traveled from Jiangzhou to Xiangzhou, relying on each other for survival along the way, making the most of every resource.

I've long been accustomed to looting the corpses after killing an enemy.

Furthermore, they did not feel that this was a desecration of the dead, but only that they were doing their best to obtain spoils.

She knew perfectly well that Lu Wubing had obtained some good things and grown rapidly by repeatedly looting corpses.

To see such a delicate young girl do something like this.

Lu Wubing couldn't bear to look at it.

Turning his head, he saw Ji Changge's lips slightly curled up, but he forced himself not to laugh and remained serious.

Yun Yi and Shen Xinzhu pretended to be checking for enemy movements, looking around.

He finally couldn't resist and squatted down to search the inner pockets of the other "experts".

But inwardly, he was slightly introspective.

Although my swordsmanship and martial arts skills have improved a lot and I have gained some fame, I don't need to be so proud as to become an idol.

The treasure hunt must continue.

This is the foundation of one's character.

Although I didn't expect to find anything of great value on them.

But no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

If you happen to find a big chunk of meat, that would be a pleasant surprise.

It turns out.

Unexpected joys are not so easy to come by.

The two happily took out some gold, silver, and medicine, but there were no secret recipes or treasures.

Ouyang Lan was somewhat disappointed: "I thought this pig king would carry the [Mysterious Origin Earth Technique] with him."

This skill is so powerful; if my junior brother were to obtain it, his physical training would advance even further, and he would be much safer roaming the martial world in the future. What a pity.

Senior Sister Xiaolan truly lives up to her name.

They're still so thoughtful.

He thinks of his junior brother all the time.

Lu Wubing felt a warmth in his heart and shook his head with a smile.

"Actually, more cultivation techniques aren't necessarily better... This technique should absorb earth elemental energy to make the body thicker and more solid, which will have some impact on movement techniques. If I get my hands on it, I can only use it for reference; there's no need to practice it."

Zhu Lie's defense might seem miraculous to Ji Changge, Ouyang Lan, and others.

In his opinion, it was really nothing special.

Can I say that my defense is much stronger than his?
After silently assessing his indestructible golden body, Lu Wubing sighed with satisfaction.

After obtaining a massive amount of Blood Jade Coral in Donghai County, he was able to supply his disciples with large sums for their cultivation, and he himself indulged in consuming it without restraint.

With his powerful, flawless golden body, refined by boundless vitality, he can absorb the strange energy from the Blood Jade Coral more efficiently and in greater quantities than others.

The consequences of this are...

The blood energy within him was so powerful that even he himself couldn't fathom how strong it truly was.
Every moment, energy, like a long river or a great river, converges and condenses into a mighty river of qi and blood.

This powerful energy had almost solidified into a crystal.

With such vast blood energy, he nourished himself, advancing the Great Sun Glazed Skill, Golden Thread Robe, and Dragon Tendon Tiger Bone Fist to a new level.

It's vaguely clear that the entire body is about to be forged into an unparalleled divine sword, tempered a thousand times.

Using people as swords, they are indestructible through countless calamities.

Once you truly master the perfect Divine Sword Body, let alone suffering fatal injuries, even if a master of the same level manages to knock off a piece of your skin, it will be considered that the opponent has achieved unparalleled merit.

However, Lu Wubing only showed his swordsmanship and internal energy cultivation to the outside world. His trump card, his incredibly strong physique, was deeply hidden at the bottom of the sea.

Even those around him didn't know.

Because this is very illogical.

There's no way to explain it.

He cultivated his swordsmanship extremely quickly, and could even be described as having exceptional comprehension... There were precedents to follow with the founder of the Tianxing Sect, so it wasn't too conspicuous.

However, it's not easy to understand how one could improve their physique so quickly.

To others, she was nothing short of a demon.

'The only difficulty is, if I were to find a cultivation partner in the future, I wonder if she could handle it?'

Thinking of this, Lu Wubing felt troubled again.

Could it be that if I apply even a little force, I'll pierce a hole in it?
Good luck.

It seems that it's best not to have any ulterior motives until one has cultivated both physical body and sword intent to the level of "returning to simplicity".

Otherwise, you will harm yourself and others.

Thinking back to the attack he faced from Master Zuo Kuang of the Ziyang Sect at the Golden Jade Hall, he couldn't help but sigh again.

With one punch, he left his senior brother Zuo in a state of near death, half of his body shattered.

Those present were probably extremely shocked by his immense strength and the ferocity of his punches, but they never expected that he had only used less than 10% of his strength.

The opponent's overwhelming, four-colored, fiery palm technique was like a small fire swept away by the ocean under his power and physique. It vanished before he even exerted much force. "Don't worry, Junior Brother, I'll remember."

That's one of the good things about Senior Sister Xiaolan. She doesn't have much of a competitive spirit, and she certainly doesn't have any excessive jealousy.

Seeing Lu Wubing become stronger made her even happier than if she herself had become stronger.

The joy emanating from its very core permeates every hair, instantly lifting one's spirits.

Lu Wubing smiled and couldn't help but reach out to pat her head. But then, remembering that so many people were watching, he turned his outstretched hand and touched his own nose instead. He then turned to look at Yue Lingfeng, who was still looking a little embarrassed.

I suddenly remembered something.

"Senior Brother, I heard from Master's Wife that you left a letter and ran away in order to kill that notorious villain Jin Manjiang. I wonder if that villain has been brought to justice?"

Lu Wubing turned his head and asked.

He had just killed several experts, including the Pig King Zhu Lie. Among them, the most outstanding was the white-haired, thick-lipped youth. This youth, whose cultivation had reached the second rank of first-class, was probably the rabbit beast among the twelve ferocious beasts.

There was another one, whose forehead was etched with deep wrinkles resembling the character "王" (king), exuding a fierce and imposing aura. His steel claw technique was exceptionally sharp and unparalleled. His reactions were extremely fast, and his attacks were incredibly powerful, even rivaling Zhu Lie's.

Without a doubt, this is none other than Tiger Mountain Lord, one of the Twelve Fierce Beasts.

This man was supposed to be a formidable figure in the Hall of Ten Thousand Beasts, vying for third place among the four. However, under Lu Wubing's sword, he was just like an ordinary lackey. All beings are treated equally, and he died without causing a fuss.

Apart from these three, there are no other top-tier masters present.

They were all strong fighters around the fourth rank.

Therefore, it can be concluded that the leader of the Hengjiang Two Fiends, whom Senior Brother Yue Lingfeng cherished and was reluctant to kill on the spot, was not present.

"This is because Brother Jin is a recent recruit and is not trusted by Zhu Lie. Therefore, he was sent out to patrol the city and is probably on his way here now?"

Yue Lingfeng stammered in response.

This time, even Ouyang Lan frowned.

Not to mention Ji Changge and Yun Yi and the others.

You could see that both of their faces were slightly dark.

Lu Wubing thought to himself, if it weren't for the fact that his senior brother was a disciple of the Tianxing Sect, and they couldn't reprimand him, they would probably have been furious by now.

A vicious and evil man who loves to eat children is called "Brother Jin".

Senior Brother, what are you thinking?

"He's patrolling the city, working incredibly hard. It's clear how much he wants to join the Demonic Sect's Beast Hall. He gets no share of the banquets, but when it comes to work, he's a workhorse!"

Lu Wubing's tone carried a hint of sarcasm.

He certainly knew what patrolling the city meant; it was simply a matter of searching out the common people, clearing them out, and then facing off against the experts sent by the Bright Moon Sect…

Zhu Lie is using him as cannon fodder.

"Chief Zhu, is there an enemy invasion? Let me lend you a hand."

A loud roar came from outside the county government office.

From the left side of the courtyard wall, a tall figure leaped out.

Before its body even touched the ground, it unleashed a horizontal slash, whistling as it cleaved through the stone pillars and flowering trees inside the hall, charging forward at breakneck speed.

"Senior brother, go and fulfill your wish. Eliminating evil is doing good."

Lu Wubing turned to look at Yue Lingfeng.

He thought to himself that no matter what, this was the senior disciple of the Tianxing Sect. Giving him some face in front of the Mingyue Sect's senior uncle was to save face for his own sect.

We should at least try to save face.

Otherwise, it would become a huge joke.

"Junior brother, could you... spare his life?"

Yue Lingfeng's face grew even more bitter. He drew his sword to block Jin Manjiang's attack, deflecting the blade...

With swords drawn swiftly, he struck several vital points, forcing the fierce and ruthless man from Hengjiang to retreat repeatedly.

Lu Wubing noticed that when Yue Lingfeng's sword light appeared, the surrounding air danced with the wind from his sword.

It didn't infuse much internal energy, yet it subtly stirred up wind and thunder, possessing unparalleled power.

"Good swordsmanship, but some mistakes, once made, are repeated? I just don't understand why you insisted on letting him live. Did you want him to eat a few more children?"

Lu Wubing was somewhat curious about Yue Lingfeng's swordsmanship, but that was all he was curious about.

What intrigued him even more was that this senior disciple seemed to be completely bewitched.

“Brother Yue, a real man should not be afraid of death. How can you flee without a fight?”
"Make way! This must be Lu Wubing, the young master of the Heavenly Star Sect, also known as the 'Southern Sword.' I've heard so much about him. Let me see if he lives up to his reputation."

"ignorance."

Lu Wubing snorted coldly, and his figure faded away.

A flash of light appeared from the sword.

They had already crossed seven or eight zhang and reached Jin Manjiang's chest.

Before the sword even arrived, its sharp aura had already pierced through the three-foot-long aura shield in front of him, and with a hiss, it pierced through his flesh.

"Little junior brother."

Yue Lingfeng exclaimed in surprise.

The sword transformed into wind and thunder, and with a loud boom, it barely deflected Lu Wubing's sword by three inches, just missing Jin Manjiang's heart, the sword energy piercing through his chest.

"You actually blocked my sword to save a thief?"

Lu Wubing was utterly astonished.

“He saved my life… On the day I was defeated by Zhu Lie’s Nine-Toothed Rake, I was about to die, but it was Brother Jin who pleaded for me. Otherwise, you would never see me again. A true man has things he will do and things he will not do. I cannot forget to repay the life-saving grace.”

"Different road non-phase plan."

Lu Wubing's aura surged into the sky like smoke from a wolf's beacon, pressing down on the air in the courtyard until it felt like glue.

"Can you save them?"

Snapped……

This time, it wasn't a casual act.

The sword light flashed slightly, transforming into a raging torrent.

He slapped away the sword in Yue Lingfeng's hand, dispersed the surging wind and thunder surrounding him, and sent him flying dozens of feet away like a kite with a broken string.

It fell heavily to the ground.

Dust was kicked up.

Looking at Jin Manjiang, whose eyes finally showed fear, he coldly laughed and said, "A pirate with his hands stained with the blood of the weak dares to call himself a man? What a joke."

He then brandished his sword.

The sword light, like a rainbow of seven colors, transformed into a vast stream of light.

No matter how Jin Manjiang swung his sword or dodged, retreating ten zhang away, he could only watch helplessly as the streak of light slowly slashed across his neck, sending his head flying into the sky.

Watching the fountain of blood gush out.

As his tall figure fell backward, Lu Wubing still felt somewhat uneasy.

He muttered a curse under his breath.

What's going on with Yue Lingfeng?

You talk to him about righteousness, and he talks to you about gratitude.

You tell him about your sect, he tells you about his brothers...

Lying in a big trough.

However, this is just a personal perspective; the problem lies in the concept of good and evil.

Although he was the young sect leader, it was not appropriate for him to bypass his master, Ouyang Zheng, to deal with him.

Even if you have power, it's not a pleasant thing to offend someone who is less powerful.

We can only pretend we don't see it.

Unfortunately, this has already been seen by others.

The two senior uncles of the Bright Moon Sect, along with their many disciples, were all stunned.

Shen Xinzhu's shoulders trembled slightly; it was unclear whether she was secretly suppressing a laugh...

After letting go of her inner turmoil, the girl became less cautious in her actions and revealed some of her true nature.

Is this something you should be laughing at?
Sister Xinzhu.

Ouyang Lan shook her head and smiled bitterly. She approached Yue Lingfeng, who was slowly getting up and coughing up blood, and handed him a medicine bottle. "Senior Brother, take good care of your injuries. We have fought many battles with the Demonic Sect and suffered heavy losses. Many of the senior sisters of the Bright Moon Sect have also died. You want to repay a debt of gratitude? Forget it, do as you please."

"Thank you, junior sister. I have the medicine."

Yue Lingfeng gave Ouyang Lan a deep look, but did not take the medicine bottle. He turned around, grabbed his sword, and walked out with a limp.

He felt both disappointed and sad.

I sensed that the way these people were looking at me was very strange and unfamiliar.

Even his junior sister, who used to follow him around like a little shadow, calling him "senior brother," looked at him with a hint of unfamiliarity and annoyance.

It's simply a matter of repaying kindness with kindness and revenge with revenge.

It's nothing more than a matter of being outmatched and showing weakness to survive.

What crime have I committed?
He doesn't understand.

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(End of this chapter)