Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

The scholar became more and more excited as he spoke, slamming his hand on the table and standing up, drawing the attention of the surrounding tea drinkers, who quickly lowered their heads and remained silent.

He realized he had lost his composure, slumped down, and muttered through gritted teeth.

"In this Pingliang County, the sky belongs to the Wang family, the land belongs to the Wang family, and the laws belong to the Wang family!"

common people?

They're nothing more than fish on their chopping board, flowers and plants in their garden—they take what they want, and destroy what they don't like!

The old shopkeeper waved his hand repeatedly, offered the scholar a cup of tea, signaled him to be quiet, and sighed as well.

"Sir, listen to this, this is only something that a few people in our little teahouse know."

If you go around the county and ask around, you'll find that there are dozens, if not hundreds, of people who were driven to ruin by the Wang family!

Last year, when the Wei River wharf was being built, laborers were conscripted. The Wang family took the opportunity to withhold their wages and food. The bodies of the laborers who died from exhaustion, starvation, or disease were thrown into a mass grave!

The poor man's wife, children, and elderly parents couldn't even get a pension!

Doctor Zhang, who ran a pharmacy on the main street, was imprisoned and had his shop shut down simply for saying that the "Flower and Stone Tribute" was a waste of money and resources. His entire family was left homeless...

Listening to these tearful accusations, one after another.

Li Fu held a teacup.

The murky tea in the bowl rippled slightly, reflecting the increasingly intense cold light in his eyes.

"Fortunately, it seems that the纨绔公子 Wang Zheliu was killed in another place. It was a good thing he was killed, and he died a wonderful death. I wonder which great hero did it."

It's a pity that only Wang Chongyu is left.

I hope that one day God will have mercy and strike him dead with lightning.

The scholar said indignantly.

Knowing something and actually hearing it with your own ears are two different things, these are all tearful accusations.

This man was a ruthless and cruel local official who exploited people to the bone and treated human life like dirt.

The scholar had no idea that the person who had killed Wang Zheliu was sitting right in front of him.

Li Fu couldn't help but think of how Wang Zheliu had been killed by him with a single palm strike, which was really too lenient on him!

A surge of pent-up anger welled up in his chest, his killing intent sharp as a knife.

He held back for the moment and asked a few more questions, such as how the Wang family colluded with local officials and how they deceived their superiors and subordinates.

It's clear that the local people are truly full of complaints.

Seeing that he was from out of town, the people at the teahouse began to chat, sharing everything they knew and heard, and pouring out their grievances.

Wang Chongyu can be described as having committed numerous crimes and doing all sorts of evil deeds.

The more Li Fu listened, the more shocked he became. The ledger in his mind about Wang Chongyu's crimes grew thicker and thicker, each entry soaked in the blood and tears of the people of Pingliang.

Just then, the Heavenly Book suddenly appeared.

I have heard of a corrupt official who holds the position of Commissioner of Flowers and Stones. Under the guise of procuring flowers and stones for the imperial court, he preys on the local people, embezzles and perverts the law, and harms many, causing widespread resentment among the people, who dare to be angry but dare not speak out.

We implore a hero to intervene, bring him to justice, put him to trial in the street, and punish him according to the law, so as to quell the people's resentment and redress their grievances.

Upon completion, one will attain mastery of the Dragon-Capturing Skill.

"Dragon-Capturing Skill?"

Li Fu's expression shifted.

The Dragon-Capturing Skill is undoubtedly a unique and extraordinary skill, capable of taking objects from a distance, capturing enemies from afar, and seizing weapons!

He was already planning to get rid of Wang Chongyu, and now he's even more determined to do it.

He left a few copper coins, got up, and took his leave.

Looking at Li Fu's straight and menacing back, the old shopkeeper sensed something was wrong and couldn't help but whisper a word of advice.

"Sir, just listen and let it go, don't try to take the lead..."

The Wang family is very powerful, and I heard they even employ many powerful figures from the martial arts world as bodyguards.

Even the county magistrate treated him with utmost respect... We common folk can't afford to offend him, so we'd better stay away.

Li Fu paused slightly, but did not turn around. He only said coldly, "Don't worry, old man. Justice will prevail, and retribution will come in due time."

Just like Wang Zheliu, except I didn't run into him.

After hearing what you said, if I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have killed Wang Zheliu so quickly back then. He should have suffered torment and tasted the pain that those he killed had endured.

This time it's different. I'm going to sentence Wang Chongyu in the street. Go inside and inform your relatives and fellow villagers. One hour later, on the main street of the county government.

Those who have been wronged should seek justice, those who harbor hatred should seek revenge, and those who commit vengeance should seek solace in the mutilation of corpses.

Having said that, he led his horse away.

His casual remark stunned everyone at the noodle stall.

"What did that person just say?"

What does that mean?

"He killed Wang Zheliu!"

"Then he came to Pingliang County..."

"Good heavens, could it be that someone has really come to take Wang Chongyu away!"

Walking on the streets of Pingliang County, the houses and pedestrians seemed to be shrouded in a dark shadow in his eyes.

The fearful eyes of the children, the sorrowful faces of the women, the silent men... all of this points to the most magnificent and luxurious mansion in the center of the county town, the Huashi Prince's Mansion!

After the Heavenly Book reappeared, Li Fu's original plan—to assassinate someone while masked and create a cold case—was completely abandoned.

"Such a heinous villain, if he were to die quietly, still serving as the Flower and Stone Envoy before his death, as an assassinated court official, it would indeed be too lenient for him!"

How could those innocent souls who were killed by him, and those people who were bullied by him, possibly agree to this?

Now he's going to openly and brazenly storm their door!

We must drag Wang Chongyu out of that mansion built with the people's hard-earned money, bring him out into the open, strip him of all his official pretense, and expose his crimes to the people of the entire county!

A public trial is necessary to allow the victim to voice their grievances, let the evidence speak for itself, and finally, personally bring him to justice!

Only in this way can we soothe the souls of those who died unjustly, and allow the long-suppressed grievances of Pingliang County to be vented!

"As for the charges?"

Bullying men and women, exploiting the people, and disregarding human life—these are enough to incite public opinion and silence local officials.

But for the current emperor, it is probably a trivial matter that he doesn't even care about.

For him to be indifferent to the death of a mere gardener, a more compelling charge would likely be required.

A cold, mocking smile curled at the corner of Li Fu's lips.

However, this is not difficult either.

The greatest power and profit of the Huashi Gang (a government agency) lies within the Huashi Gang itself.

The saying goes, "What the superiors like, the inferiors will do even more."

The emperor had a fondness for flowers and stones, and designated them as tribute items, which caused the value of these rare stones and exotic trees, which might have originally been worth only tens or hundreds of taels of silver, to skyrocket a hundredfold or a thousandfold!

"A top-quality Taihu stone might be worth a hundred taels in Jiangnan, but once it is designated as a tribute and transported to the capital, it can circulate among the powerful and wealthy and its price can reach tens of thousands of taels!"

Such exorbitant profits would drive anyone mad.

Given Wang Chongyu's greedy and ruthless nature, and his disregard for the people, how could he possibly remain unmoved by such enormous profits, diligently perform his duties, and not embezzle a single penny?

Li Fu preferred to believe that the sun rises in the west!

He was almost certain that there must be a secret room or cellar in Wang Chongyu’s mansion, where a large number of tribute stones that he had intercepted, intended to hoard or resell privately!

This is the crime that could truly move the court and make even the emperor feel that he deserved to die!

Even if we take a step back and assume that Wang Chongyu is truly an extraordinary person, corrupt and lawless, yet somehow manages to keep the tribute he handles completely pure... then Li Fu would accept it!

At worst, I'll be wanted by the imperial court.

"Such a villain deserves to live even a moment longer!"

Li Fu no longer hesitated, mounted his horse, and did not go to the county government office or collect any more evidence—what he had heard at the teahouse was enough.

He rode straight towards the tallest and most magnificent mansion in the center of the county town!

The horses' hooves pounded on the bluestone slabs, making a crisp and rapid sound, like the beating of war drums.

……

Under the bright blue sky, the most magnificent mansion in Pingliang County, Weizhou.

The residence of Wang Chongyu, the Stone Envoy, had its vermilion gate tightly closed. In front of the gate stood a pair of stone lions and several guards with knives, exuding a certain imposing aura.

The sound of horses' hooves thundered as they came galloping in!

A rider galloped up and stopped abruptly in front of the mansion gate. Li Fu, dressed in white, dismounted gracefully, his face frosty and his eyes flashing with cold light. Without even glancing at the guards in front of the gate, he walked straight toward the gate.

"Halt! Who goes there?"

How dare you trespass into the Prince's residence!

Seeing the menacing approach, the two guards shouted in unison and stepped forward to block him, their hands on the hilts of their swords.

Li Fu didn't stop walking. With a casual wave of his sleeve, an invisible gust of wind suddenly rose up, like a raging wave crashing against the shore.

"Bang, bang!"

Before the two guards could even draw their swords, they were sent flying backwards like kites with broken strings.

He crashed heavily into the wall behind him, which was about ten feet high, without uttering a sound, and slid down, already unconscious.

Facing the vermilion gate, Li Fu struck out with a backhand palm strike from a distance.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the two heavy, vermilion-lacquered, copper-clad doors were blasted open by an unparalleled palm strike!

Wood chips flew everywhere, brass rings shattered, and the door collapsed inward with a loud crash, raising a cloud of dust.

Li Fu stepped forward, crossed the threshold, and entered the Prince's Palace.

"There's an assassin!!"

The police gong suddenly sounded inside the courtyard, and shouts rose from all sides.

Dozens of guards wielding long sticks and waist knives poured out from all directions, and seeing that Li Fu was alone, they tried to surround him.

But as soon as they approached within a few feet of him, Li Fu's gaze swept over them as if lightning were shooting through the void, and everyone felt an invisible pressure pressing down on them like a mountain, causing them to choke.

Looking at Li Fu's icy, knife-like eyes and imposing demeanor, I felt a chill run down my spine for some reason, and my hand holding the weapon trembled.

"Stop...stop him!"

One of the head guards, steeling himself, swung his club at him.

Li Fu didn't even look at it, and flicked his finger.

laugh!

A sharp gust of wind pierced the air, striking the head guard squarely in the chest, specifically the Tanzhong acupoint.

The head guard shuddered violently, his long staff slipped from his hand, and he fell backward, spitting blood. He was clearly going to die.

"Wang, the Imperial Physician!"

The men nearby were filled with shock and rage, and began wildly slashing with their knives.

Li Fu continued walking forward, strolling leisurely, his feet never stopping, as the flashing of knives and the shadows of clubs attacked.

He would strike with his palm or finger, pat or flick, and with each strike from a distance, someone would scream and fly backward to the ground.

Wherever the palm strikes, tendons and bones break; wherever the finger strikes, the chest and abdomen are pierced.

These guards were all fierce and menacing. They must have bullied the good people a lot by relying on the power of the Wang family. None of them had clean hands, so Li Fu showed no mercy.

"A bunch of ugly and deformed people, they deserve to die."

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people fell dead. Li Fu coldly scanned the area, and wherever he looked, the remaining guards trembled and retreated repeatedly. How could they dare to step forward?

He felt that this young man was a hundred times more terrifying than a tiger in the mountains or a wolf in the forest!

Li Fu walked straight through the front yard and headed towards the main hall.

Just past the screen wall, seven or eight more people suddenly appeared from the side.

These people were dressed in different clothes, used different weapons, had sharp eyes, and bulging temples, clearly indicating that they were all martial arts masters.

Li Fu walked straight through the front yard and headed towards the main hall.

Just past the screen wall, seven or eight more people suddenly appeared from the side.

These people were dressed in different clothes, used different weapons, had sharp eyes, and bulging temples, clearly indicating that they were all martial arts masters.

They were hired by the Wang family as retainers at a high price, and upon hearing the commotion, they came out to deal with the intruders who had forced their way into the mansion.

The first man was tall and thin, wielding a pair of iron judge's pens, and spoke in a shrill voice.

"Who dares to cause trouble at Lord Wang's residence?"

"A certain family's cloud-piercing brush, Zhao..."

"roll."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Fu moved swiftly and appeared in front of him, raising his hand to deliver a palm strike.

The retainer surnamed Zhao was greatly alarmed. He quickly scribbled with both pens, trying to block Li's path to the position.

But Li Fu casually struck out with a palm, which, though delayed, struck first, passing through the shadow of the pen and imprinting itself on Li Fu's chest.

"puff!"

The retainer surnamed Zhao was struck as if by a heavy hammer; his sternum shattered, blood spurted from his mouth, and he was sent flying several feet backward, crashing into half of a flower bed and dying instantly.

"Behold my Whirlwind Eighteen Slashes!"

A burly man with a bushy beard wielding a large, wielding broadsword was startled and roared as he unleashed the Whirlwind Eighteen Slashes, the blade flashing like a bolt of lightning as it hurtled toward Li Fu's lower body.

"They dare to act wildly anywhere; they're asking for death."

Then a short man wielding a chain gun silently circled around to the side and rear, his gun flashing like a venomous snake, aiming straight for Li's back.

Without turning his head, Li Fu grabbed the tip of the chain spear that was thrusting towards him with his left hand!

The short man was horrified and pulled hard, but the gun didn't budge.

With a slight flick of his wrist, an overwhelming force surged through the gun, tearing the short man's hand, causing him to drop the chain gun and stagger forward.

Li Fushun pulled him along, and the short man was forced to face the blade flashing from the burly man with the bushy beard!

"Ah, Brother Liu, be careful!"

The burly man with the bushy beard was horrified and sheathed his sword, but it was too late.

With a hiss, the blade flashed, and the short man screamed in agony as half of his arm was severed by the man's blade, blood gushing out.

Li Fu simultaneously flicked his right index finger through the air, and an invisible burst of energy struck the burly man's sternum.

Click!

His wrist bone shattered instantly, and the Wind-Splashing Blade flew out.

The burly man with a thick beard screamed in agony and coughed up blood as he staggered back.

"A good dog doesn't block the way; don't they know that principle?"

Seeing this, the other retainers were terrified and dared not fight again.

With a shout, they scattered and fled.

Li Fu did not chase after them, his steps never faltering.

Wherever he went, anyone who tried to block his way or launch a sneak attack was killed with a single move. He truly killed with every step he took, and no one could stop him in the slightest.

In the blink of an eye, Li Fu had arrived at the courtyard in front of the main hall.

Standing on the stone steps in front of the hall, Wang Chongyu felt confident and was well-prepared for Li Fu's attack.

He had his men bring over a grand chair, and he calmly sat down, lifting his official robe.

Wang Chongyu, dressed in an official robe, with a fair complexion and three long wisps of beard, sat in a grand chair, exuding a certain official air.

He was surrounded by more than ten trusted retainers, who were protecting him, but the fear on their faces was undisguised.

"Li Fu, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Seeing Li Fu rush towards him as if he were in an empty field, Wang Chongyu sneered, stroked his beard, and said in a deep voice.

"Do you know that storming the residence of an official of the imperial court is tantamount to rebellion, punishable by the extermination of nine generations of one's family...?"

"You hypocrite, you dare to sit in front of me and put on airs?"

Li Fu snorted coldly, interrupting his official speech, and flicked his finger in the air.

"Get off that chair!"

laugh!laugh!

Two sharp finger gusts of wind shot out from the sky.