The God of the Human Realm!

Chapter 60: One man stands tall, contending with all the heroes of the world! (Seeking first subscription!)
Before the Great Yin Dynasty?!
After seeing off Yang Erhu and Yang Jinbao, and watching them enter Xingqing Prefecture, Hong Yuan stood before a small grave, still pondering those words.

What existed before the Great Yin Dynasty?
It seems like there is nothing.

Hong Yuan hadn't paid much attention before, but a remark by Yang Jinbao struck him, and he suddenly realized it.

In this world, it seems there were no dynasties before the Great Yin Dynasty.

Even based on his years of reading, the history before the Great Yin Dynasty was a blank, with only a few strokes describing it as a wild, chaotic, and dark era where there was no unified order between heaven and earth.

It wasn't until Emperor Taizu of the Yin Dynasty rose to power by divine mandate, sweeping away all evil and cleansing the world, that the distinction between good and evil in this world became clear.

The Great Yin Dynasty was the first dynasty in the world.

It was also the only dynasty.

Perhaps, achieving the vision of "the emperor takes turns sitting on the throne, this year it's my turn" and completely overturning this old era will be much more difficult than expected.

Hong Yuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

Thinking about those things now is too far off; the main goal right now is to try my hand in the martial arts world.

With the deadly throat-locking gun in hand, Hong Yuan turned and strode away. The strong river wind blew, making his robes flutter and rustle.

Hong Yuan suddenly remembered a line from a movie.

Now, with no more worries, though I have nowhere to go, I stand tall, ready to contend with all the heroes of the world.

During the days he was escorting the Yang brothers, Hong Yuan didn't pay much attention to the movements of the Guo family, the Hua family, or the Cao Gang, but he figured their counterattacks had already begun.

This is exactly what Hong Yuan expected.

The stronger the counterattack and the more experts there are, the faster he can improve, which in turn promotes the growth of his innate talent and comprehension.

As for whether there are any risks?
Of course there are.

But is there any absolutely safe place in this world?

"One man stands tall, vying with all the heroes under heaven!"

As Hong Yuan recited this sentence, he stomped his foot and leaped into the air, heading towards the nearest official road.

For him, the ultimate goal is to open the [Tai Sui Blessed Land], enter it, and enjoy the heavenly fortune of living as long as the blessed land. But before that, living a wonderful and brilliant life is also extremely important.

To be frank, everything in this blessed land is unknown; what we should seize is the present moment.

This place is called Qingping County.

In the county town, Fu Man Lou is located.

Hong Yuan stood by the window, ordered a table full of fine wine and dishes, and enjoyed a few bites of food and a sip of wine.

Especially when you're enjoying a drink alone while listening to lively conversation, it makes you feel even more happy.

As noon approached, the restaurant was not full, but there were seven or eight tables occupied, including merchants and travelers, local tycoons, and many more swordsmen and wandering swordsmen.

The atmosphere among the guests was quite lively, as if it were Chinese New Year. Even though they had different professions, they were all talking about the same thing.

"Tsk! Hasn't that kid named 'Hong Yuan' been found yet? So many people want his head, I bet he's already gone into hiding."

"What? You, Boss Liu, are also getting your hands on it? Want to get involved and claim that 100,000 taels bonus?"

A group of people dressed as merchants were eating meat and drinking wine. As they drank more and became more boisterous, they started talking loudly.

Mr. Liu, a plump middle-aged man, hurriedly waved his hand: "Ten thousand taels of silver! In all these years, have you ever heard of such a grand gesture? Who wouldn't be envious? But I, Old Liu, know my place and dare not provoke such a fierce god."

He chuckled again, "But if I happen to run into that person on the road, I can run an errand and deliver a message, and I might even get a generous reward."

"Where do you think Hong Yuan is hiding?"

A silk merchant stroking his goatee scoffed, "If I were him, I'd probably flee as far away as possible and never return to Linjiang Prefecture. Hmm! Linjiang Prefecture borders the three prefectures, and Qingping County is right next to Xingqing Prefecture. If that person chooses to flee to Xingqing Prefecture, he might even pass through here..."

This remark sparked an even more heated discussion. The crowd was in a frenzy, spittle flying everywhere, and the restaurant was filled with the cacophony of a hundred or so ducks quacking incessantly.

Hong Yuan finally understood.

The Guo family, the Hua family, the Caobang and other powerful forces made a big move, offering a reward of 100,000 for the head of the other person.

A generous reward will surely attract brave men, let alone 100,000 taels.

This immediately caused a stir in Linjiang Prefecture, with countless martial arts practitioners mobilizing to try and secure this 'super deal' that could bring them wealth and glory for the rest of their lives!
Suddenly, the guests at the next table, dressed in martial attire and carrying swords, lowered their voices and kept glancing towards Hong Yuan.

Finally, a burly man with a machete at his waist and a full beard couldn't hold back any longer. He strode over to Hong Yuan, sat down opposite him, and stared at him with wide eyes.

Hong Yuan smiled and said, "This gentleman... if you would like a drink, please feel free to ask."

"Who needs a drink from you?" The bearded man stared straight at Hong Yuan, then suddenly slammed a piece of paper he was holding onto the table and shouted, "I recognize you."

Hong Yuan glanced at it and saw that it was a wanted poster, with his own image drawn on it.

Given that martial arts exist in this world, and martial artists have complete control over their muscles and strength, this painting bears a striking resemblance to the artist's appearance and expression.

As soon as the burly man with the bushy beard spoke, the other tables fell silent, especially the martial arts practitioners. They glanced over, and several even pulled out the same bounty posters to compare, their eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Hong Yuan smiled and said, "You also think I look like that 100,000 taels of silver? Sigh! If I really were that person, wouldn't you be courting death by coming up here like this?"

The burly man with the thick beard was taken aback, then sneered, "It's just killing a few young masters and纨绔子弟 (spoiled brats), what's the big deal?"

"That nonsense about one person defeating hundreds of people, pshaw! What kind of heavenly book is that? It's only good for fooling three-year-olds."

In fact, the Guo family, the Hua family, and other forces really wanted to conceal Hong Yuan's combat strength in order to attract more people in the martial arts world to search for him. However, too many people had witnessed the battle at Lan Yue Garden.

It can't be hidden at all.

Fortunately, with so many mouths around, rumors have become varied and numerous, with conflicting opinions, leaving everyone unsure of what to believe.

In the end, the only thing they could trust was the 100,000 taels of silver.

Moreover, 99% of the people in the martial arts world share the same thought as this bearded man: what nonsense is it to say that one person can defeat hundreds of strong men single-handedly?

For ordinary martial arts practitioners, their perspective is limited; if one person can defeat dozens of others, they are already considered a remarkable master.

"Your insight is excellent. May I ask your name?" Hong Yuan asked, raising his cup.

The bearded man also thought that the other person just looked similar. After all, if it were really him, knowing that countless people were searching for him, how could he dare to swagger over to eat meat and drink alcohol?

“Sure, my name is Cheng Gang, and I’m known in the martial arts world as ‘Three-Cut Blade’.” The bearded man laughed and asked, “You look so greasy and slick, I don’t like the look of you. How about I, Three-Cut Blade, give you three cuts in the face so you don’t get mistaken for someone else and end up getting chopped up?”

"By the way! What's your name?"

"My surname is Hong, and my given name is Yuan!" Hong Yuan said with a smile as he drank a cup of wine.

“Hong… Hong Yuan?!” Cheng Gang murmured, then suddenly exclaimed, “Tell me, what’s your name?”

Hong Yuan smiled but remained silent, offering no reply.

The name caused an instant silence to fall over the entire restaurant; you could hear a pin drop.

Wow!

Suddenly, a table next door was overturned, and the sound of swords being drawn rang out one after another. A tall, handsome man in his thirties was the first to draw his sword, leap up, and thrust it towards Hong Yuan's back.

"I had a feeling something was off about this kid, and sure enough... he really is the one."

Cheng Gang reacted quickly as well. After only a moment of shock, he reached for his waist, and a large cleaver appeared in his hand. He slashed through the air, aiming for Hong Yuan's head.

"This 100,000 taels of silver is mine. Who dares to rob me?"

(End of this chapter)