The God of the Human Realm!

Chapter 28 Yang Erhu's Shock
The dark clouds were thick and inky, obscuring the sunlight.

A strong wind, carrying large raindrops, pounded against the courtyard, window frames, and roof ridge, making a crackling sound like popping beans.

Looking up, the entire backyard training ground was shrouded in a thick curtain of rain, a vast expanse of white.

Candles were lit one by one in the main hall.

The flickering light made Yang Erhu's face appear to glow uncertainly.

Hong Yuan and Yang Erhu had both changed into clean, comfortable new clothes and sat facing each other.

Yang Erhu held a steaming teacup in his hands, his strong, calloused hands trembling slightly.

It wasn't the cold wind and rain that froze me, but rather my heart was so stirred that I couldn't control myself.

His gaze was fixed on Hong Yuan, the shock on his face still lingering. If he hadn't had to maintain his composure as a teacher, he would probably have been overjoyed.

After taking a sip of tea, Yang Erhu slowly calmed his excited emotions and sighed, "Although I already knew that you had excellent aptitude and talent, I was still shocked by you. I still find it hard to believe."

Yang Erhu is not a narrow-minded person.

During his youth, he traveled to seven states and witnessed and even met many exceptionally talented young heroes.

He himself is one of them.

Yang Erhu had also studied ancient books and knew that there were some extraordinary people in this world who could ride horses and wield spears to charge into battle and kill enemies with their own physical strength, taking on ten or a hundred enemies at once, and thus ranking among the top-notch warriors!
Once such an anomaly practices martial arts and cultivates strength, mastering qi and blood within a year or two, entering the realm of true strength is merely a matter of course.

Yang Erhu originally thought that Hong Yuan's talent was only so-so, but he didn't expect it to be far more amazing than he imagined.

I only started training my strength and honing my muscles and bones about ten days ago, and three days ago I focused on regulating my qi and blood. But today I have already mastered it.

What shocked Yang Erhu the most was that Hong Yuan was able to unleash his true power three times in a row as soon as he entered the state of Qi, and it seemed that he still had a great deal of strength left.

This kind of control over force is probably only one step away from 'being able to control and release it at will'!

More than just exceptional talent.

It's almost eerie!

But, it's so enchanting!
Thinking of this, Yang Erhu finally broke out of his pent-up excitement, his lips involuntarily curving into a hearty laugh.

"Good! Excellent! I, Yang Erhu, have lived a mediocre life, but in my old age I have finally done one right thing, which is to bring out a disciple like you. With your talent, you will surely be able to revitalize my Fuhu Sect, and even... restore the glory of the Dragon Tiger Ancestor."

Yang Erhu's eyes were bright, and his joy was evident.

Hong Yuan, on the other hand, remained calm and unhurried, pouring himself a full glass of wine and savoring it slowly. Only after Yang Erhu gradually recovered from his excitement did he speak:
"Teacher, what I'm about to talk about is also related to the Dragon Tiger Ancestor. Today, while I was out running errands, I learned of a name—the Dragon Subduing Gate!"

Yang Erhu's expression hardened: "Dragon Subduing Gate? Where did you hear that name from?"

Hong Yuan didn't answer directly, but changed the subject: "How much do you know about Meng Yue, teacher?"

Yang Erhu knew that Hong Yuan wouldn't speak without reason, and pondered for a moment before saying:
"Meng Yue has been a disciple of the martial arts school for over two years. He has always been one of the most diligent students, and his talent is also quite remarkable. He is extremely respectful to me and very attentive in his work. He has repeatedly expressed his desire to formally become my disciple, and I have occasionally wavered. However, I always feel that this young man is somewhat strange, and I cannot make up my mind. Could it be..."

When Yang Erhu thought of Hong Yuan's inexplicable mention of the Dragon Subduing Gate, his pupils contracted.

Hong Yuan nodded, not hiding anything, and said directly: "Meng Yue's true identity is a disciple of the Dragon Subduing Sect, who infiltrated the Yang Family Martial Arts School, only to steal the Tiger Subduing Secret Technique."

Yang Erhu's face turned pale, but he didn't doubt that Hong Yuan was lying. He cursed, "You scoundrel! You actually used such a vicious trick. You have completely disgraced the Dragon Tiger Ancestor! Where is Meng Yue? I will not let him get away with this!"

“Meng Yue is dead. I killed him!” Hong Yuan said calmly.

Yang Erhu: "..."

Before Yang Erhu could ask any questions, Hong Yuan recounted in detail how he noticed Meng Yue's strange behavior, devised a plan to lure him out, secretly tracked Meng Yue, discovered his collusion with Yan Laosan, and then beat and killed him after interrogating him.

Of course, there's no need to mention such trivial matters as going back on one's word and being untrustworthy.

Yang Erhu was stunned. When he heard Yan Laosan's name, a sharp glint appeared in his eyes: "Yan Laosan is involved in this? Good! Very good! He dared to touch my disciple. It's time to settle old scores and new grudges."

Yang Erhu's tone was icy cold and filled with murderous intent.

"Does the teacher really have a grudge against that Yan Laosan? I interrogated Yan Laosan's gang of thugs and learned that a few nights ago, someone broke into Yan Laosan's lair and caused a bloodbath. Could it be that the teacher was behind it?"

Yang Erhu nodded, then sighed, "It's a pity that all our efforts were in vain; we didn't even manage to scratch Yan Laosan."

What exactly is the grudge between the teacher and Yan Laosan?

"It's about that child Ziyue. The reason Ziyue ended up like that was because he was corrupted by Yan Laosan's gang of thugs. I even suspect that they sold Ziyue into that brothel."

"I have known Master Qin for twenty years. Seeing my old friend in such a state in the end, I really can't swallow this insult."

Hong Yuan declined to comment.

Clearly, Yang Erhu and Qin Fuzi have been friends for many years, and Yang Erhu treats Qin Ziyue like a nephew. He's his own child, so he's bound to be good. Even if he goes astray, it's because he's been led astray by others.

Yang Erhu clenched his fists, veins bulging on the back of his hands, and said coldly, "Sooner or later, I will take that Yan Laosan's dog head off..."

"No need to trouble the teacher!" Hong Yuan waved his hand, and when Yang Erhu looked at him in surprise, he calmly said, "Yan Laosan is also dead, his body and head separated. I killed him!"

Yang Erhu: "..."

Yang Erhu was completely stunned, stunned by the news.

He spent half the day teaching at the martial arts school, and with the torrential rain, the news of the 'tragedy' at the dock hadn't reached the school yet. He was unaware that the phrase 'killing one person in ten steps' was already being sung throughout Yangquan County.

Hong Yuan smiled again: "It's a pity I didn't know earlier that you had a grudge against that Yan Laosan, otherwise I would have brought his dog's head back with me."

Yang Erhu remained silent. What did he want that dog's head for?
After a long while, Yang Erhu began to inquire about the details. After listening to Hong Yuan's account, Yang Erhu sighed with mixed feelings.

He really felt old!

And the little apprentice he had taken in was indeed decisive and ruthless, truly wasting no time at all.

He wanted to ask why he didn't notify him to join the attack, as going alone would be too reckless. But then he thought that he had gone to the enemy's lair alone, while his apprentice had lured Yan Laosan out disguised as a wandering knight, struck him hard, and then quickly fled.

This……

He seems immature and reckless; it's he who should be seen as impulsive.

Moreover, with Hong Yuan's current martial arts skills, he could easily escape even if surrounded by many thugs on his own. Bringing him along would only create more constraints.

Yang Erhu gave a bitter smile.

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(End of this chapter)