Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Fu Xuan looked at the people around him:

“If someone else were in this situation, I would suggest that they take out their weapon and fight the people who shouldn’t be here.”

"But since you have a way to deal with the mental world, then naturally you can do whatever is convenient for you."

"I see."

Immediately, Yan Huan pulled out an AK47 from his pocket and fired a burst of bullets at the blond man.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat...!

Amidst the intense sparks, the blond man was riddled with bullet holes, turning into specks of light and gradually dissipating.

"..."

Under Fu Xuan's speechless gaze, Yan Huan busied herself again, clearing out most of the people here.

Suddenly, Fu Xuan pressed down on Yan Huan's gun, his gaze turning cold as he said:

"Wait, don't hit this yet."

"This...is this Walter Young? Why don't you try saying another word to him?"

"Huh? Oh."

Yan Huan put away her AK, walked up to Walter, and asked:

"Leader, have you eaten?"

"I'll eat your egg!"

Hearing Yan Huan's voice, Walter became even more agitated: "I'm at my wit's end!"

"Why aren't these people from the Immortal Ship cooperating? They're giving us too much face...! I'm going to smash that damned Sichen Palace to pieces right now!"

Fu Xuan: "..."

Chapter 550 You're Too Abstract

"You said... is there a possibility?"

Yan Huan looked at Fu Xuan and said uncertainly:

"Even the scene of this space station is actually distorted; this should be the celestial ship."

Fu Xuan blinked:

"You mean, Walter Young and these maple trees that look so out of place are the correct ones?"

"But here's the problem: you can drive people away... but what about the whole scene?"

"Let's tear it down too."

Almost without hesitation, Yan Huan pulled out several hand grenades from his pocket and threw them in all directions.

The grenade landed on the ground with a crisp sound.

A few seconds later, violent explosions came from all directions.

Fu Xuan looked around again and realized that he had arrived at the Chang Le Tian Square of the Immortal Ship.

"The distortion really does cover such a large area."

At this moment, Walter Young was sitting on a wooden bench around the square, grumbling:

"That's so damn cute..."

"..."

Besides him, new characters gradually appeared around him.

"That's... the general?"

In Fu Xuan's view, Jing Yuan was dressed in tattered clothes and crawling on the street with an iron bowl in his hand.

"Please, brothers and sisters, have mercy... Our Immortal Ship is about to collapse, even a single credit point is an act of kindness!"

Jing Yuan knelt on both knees, gripping the iron bowl, and banged it against the cold ground.

At this time, he was pale and thin, and his hair was messy. You couldn't tell that this was Jing Yuan unless you looked closely.

"Well, you're something else..." Fu Xuan looked at Yan Huan beside him and said disdainfully:

"So this is how you've always seen the General!"

"How could that be!" Yan Huan immediately denied it: "The Jing Yuan in my heart is a peerless hero, how could he be a beggar?"

"This must be a distortion issue, don't overthink it!"

"Hmph...Do you think I'd believe you?" Fu Xuan crossed his arms and ignored Yan Huan.

"Big brother...hey, hey, don't go!"

Jing Yuan staggered, moving his knees unsteadily. Under the gazes of Yan Huan and Fu Xuan, he grabbed the leg of a passerby and pitifully said:

"Brother, I just saw you coming out of the restaurant. Can't you do me a favor and show some love?"

"Huh? A heart? What's that?!"

Dan Heng kicked Jing Yuan to the ground, patted his trouser leg that had just been grabbed, and said with a look of disgust:

"Someone like you is out begging for food? Don't you even know who I am?"

"Uh...huh?!"

Jing Yuan finally managed to sit up, and asked with a pitiful expression:

"What's your name?"

"Cold-faced Little Green Dragon." Dan Heng smiled smugly. "I've always been the one collecting protection money on this street. If you want to beg here, you'd better follow the rules."

"I haven't even asked you for money yet, and you're already demanding protection money from me?"

Upon hearing this, the beggar Jing Yuan hurriedly moved his knees and retreated in fear:

"Well, brother, I was blind to your greatness. This is my first time begging, and... I'm not asking you for protection money, I just want some food."

"Please show your love and support Xianzhou's charity projects!"

"Get out of here, you bitch."

Dan Heng simply muttered a curse and walked away on his own.

Fu Xuan stared in disbelief at Dan Heng's retreating figure.

"Is this your impression of Lord Yinyue?"

Yan Huan smiled awkwardly and explained:

"This must be distorted too; it's all an illusion..."

The next moment, another boy came to the beggar Jing Yuan.

The young man, who appeared elegant and noble, dressed in brocade robes, stepped on Jing Yuan's knee and said coldly:

"Hey, Master, I don't want to follow you anymore."

"Ah...?" Jing Yuan looked at Yan Qing with a horrified expression, and said in confusion:

"W-What's wrong...? Why are you wearing such expensive clothes? Didn't we agree to use all the things we begged for to benefit the Immortal Ship?"

Yanqing shook his head in disappointment and said in a deep voice:

"I don't want to be a little beggar anymore. Just now, I found a godfather named Suiyang."

"Godfather...?" Jing Yuan looked incredulous.

Yanqing continued:

Do you know how many credits he gives me a day?

Jing Yuan asked weakly, "How much?"

Yan Qing's gaze sharpened: "Two thousand."

"How many!!!"

Jing Yuan was so startled that he stood up abruptly, but because he had been kneeling for so long, a sharp pain immediately shot through his knees.

The pain caused him to fall back to the ground with a thud, looking in horror at the aloof Yan Qing before him:

"Two thousand...? We beg for ages to scrape together two thousand, and you... you can get two thousand in a day now?"

"Otherwise what? Do you think I would lie to you?"

Yan Qing crossed his arms, touched his thick robe, and looked at the beggar Jing Yuan on the ground with disdain:

“When I was with you before, I was so hungry that I didn’t know where my next meal would come from, but things are different now.”

"Take that old hag named Jingliu for example. She came to my door with gifts a few days ago. It was hilarious."

Yanqing revealed a sly smile:

"Do you remember how she and that Blade used to bully us?"

Listening to their conversation, Fu Xuan didn't know what expression to make, so he could only look helplessly at Yan Huan:

"Is this also due to distortion?"

"It must be!"

Yan Huan patted her chest and guaranteed:

"Please believe me, in my heart, you are all upright gentlemen!"

The next moment, a noisy sound came from the side.

"Oh my, who are these? Isn't this the Beggars' Sect duo?"

Another Fu Xuan, riding in a sedan chair carried by eight men, looked at the two with disdain.

Upon hearing this, Yan Qing, who had claimed to be Jing Yuan's father, quickly distanced himself from him: "Don't talk nonsense! I have nothing to do with him! My current identity is that of a famous young master in the Immortal Ship!"

"Is that so?" The nouveau riche Fu Xuan looked at Jing Yuan on the other side and smiled: