I'm a magnetic field madman

Even when he was emperor in the past, he had never felt such ecstasy and excitement. He had suppressed the evil dragon within him for decades, and now that it was unleashed, he was determined to devour the entire world!

Since I am destined to die a horrible death, I will not let anyone else have an easy time either…

kill!kill!kill!

8. Mother-in-law and simp

At dawn, the city gates opened, and five figures swaggered into Danyang City.

As soon as they entered the city, they immediately found a fine restaurant. Kou Zhong generously tossed over a large silver ingot, reserved a private room on the first floor, and ordered the manager to serve the best wine and dishes.

Requesting something like this at dawn is quite difficult, but faced with those heavy gold ingots, even if it's an insult to the shopkeeper, let alone causing trouble, he would greet it with a smile.

Before long, several tables were filled with more than a dozen dishes, along with the restaurant's finest Shaoxing wine, and the Kou brothers began to feast.

On the contrary, Bai Wujie stopped after taking a few bites.

"Lord Wujie, is the food not to your liking? Should I go and..."

Wei Zhenzhen asked cautiously, but Bai Wujie merely glanced at her and said indifferently...

"I get tired of eating steamed buns every day. These things taste alright, but the alcohol is really bad. But I just don't want to eat them."

Wei Zhenzhen gave an "oh" and obediently lowered her head to eat, while Fu Junzhuo looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"I mean... can't you change into this outfit?"

Finally unable to hold back any longer, Fu Junzhuo spoke up. Looking at Bai Wujie's "shocking" outfit, she couldn't help but complain...

"Although I don't know much about things in the Central Plains, even the Turks on the grasslands wouldn't dress like you. And haven't you noticed that because of your attire, we've been intercepted everywhere we've traveled?"

Fu Junzhuo was telling the truth; Bai Wujie's "Martial God Set" was something else, let alone in this era...

Throughout the thousands of years of history of this country, their attire has been considered excessively "eye-catching".

Of course, this outfit can't really be called ugly.

A large cloak, a sleeveless top, and tight pants—this outfit looks incredibly stylish and imposing on someone who can pull it off, and Bai Wujie is undoubtedly that kind of person.

But just as Fu Junzhuo said, dressed up like this...

Bai Wujie's itinerary was practically the same as going around telling people on the radio, "I'm here."

And this bastard was complaining this morning about how so much senseless trash was bothering him!

Damn it! Fu Junzhuo was already cursing in her mind. Although those two boys had acquired martial arts skills that she didn't understand, it was actually Fu Junzhuo who handled those things!

Bai Wujie was too lazy to take action and felt it would be beneath him, but Fu Junzhuo was the one who was exhausted to death.

Although most of them were things she could kill with a single sword strike, doing this too many times would be very troublesome!

What's more, this bastard actually had the nerve to complain!

"I can wear whatever I want! And in my opinion, your outfits are utterly nonsensical!" Bai Wujie said, glancing sideways.

Just kidding, Bai Wujie's "Martial God Set" is the "best style of clothing" certified by martial gods over thousands of years since the time of the second male ancestor... Not to mention ordinary martial gods, even the Sea Tiger Martial God dresses like this!

Moreover, this is not an outfit that everyone is qualified to wear. Anyone who wears the Martial God Set without the necessary abilities will be brutally executed by the Martial Gods!

As for Bai Wujie, he thought the outfit was very cool.

Although he would occasionally wear outfits such as a black bajakasa or a long overcoat... those were basically imitations of the strongest Sea Tiger God of all time.

"Yeah, yeah! Boss, you look absolutely stunning!" Kou Zhong quickly flattered.

"If I have the chance, I want to wear the same outfit as Young Master Ling!"

Xu Ziling, standing to the side, had a helpless expression, but judging from his lack of rebuttal, he probably agreed with Kou Zhong's words.

Oh no! Fu Junzhuo covered her eyes in despair. Had these two things also been tainted by this bastard's fashion sense?

The worship of the strong might be like this: because of the admiration for their strength, one instinctively wants to imitate everything about them. Even things that are clearly bad become easy to imitate without any problems.

Just as the commotion was starting, a noisy argument erupted from downstairs in the restaurant. A short while later, a group of burly men dressed in imperial guard uniforms stormed into the restaurant, their noise and arrogance overwhelming.

As they went upstairs, they saw Wei Zhenzhen and Fu Junzhuo, and their eyes lit up. With a lewd grin, they approached.

"Young lady..."

There's no need to repeat such vulgarities; to everyone here, they're already dead, the only difference being who's going to do the deed.

A cold glint flashed in Fu Junzhuo's eyes, but just before she was about to make a hole in each of these thugs, Bai Wujie lazily spoke up...

"Stop! You... kill them!"

Bai Wujie looked at Xu Ziling, who was suddenly called out and was also stunned, followed by an expression of disbelief...

Xu Ziling is not exactly what Bai Wujie requires. His personality is relatively "refined"... but by Bai Wujie's standards, he is an excessively "good person".

Bai Wujie liked good people, but only as friends. However, he particularly disliked his subordinate who was such a nagging person.

"Boss, let me do it if you can't handle it." Seeing his brother in a dilemma, Kou Zhong immediately volunteered and stood up, but was so frightened by a look from Bai Wujie that he sat back down...

"If you won't do it, then let me do it," Bai Wujie said slowly.

"But you need to consider the consequences. I won't do anything to you. But if I do, it won't just be these clowns who die."

“I will kill them all, and then kill all the soldiers in this city. The constables and clerks in the yamen, the officials and clerks, in short, anyone who will cause me trouble, I will kill them all.”

"Don't ask me why, because I'm not a born killer. So when I have to deal with these clowns and clear away the trouble for me, I usually do it thoroughly."

Bai Wujie wasn't joking, because he and his brother had personally witnessed how he stormed the Yangzhou Governor's Mansion and slaughtered everyone brought by the Yuwen family and all the officers and soldiers of the Governor's Mansion!

He wasn't joking, because he genuinely hated trouble. And perhaps he truly disliked killing, so when forced to kill, he would certainly do it with absolute thoroughness...

"Pretty boy, you're asking for it!!"

Seeing his life being shoved around like cargo by these people, the enraged guards drew their swords and slashed at them!

Just then, Xu Ziling roared and concentrated all his strength in his palm, slapping it directly at the guard's head!

It was incredibly swift and fast, but its moves were completely unpredictable and lacked any structure or variation, making it impossible to defend against.

The moment his palm struck, the guard's body burst like a balloon!

Countless pieces of blood and flesh violently scattered and splattered across the entire floor of the restaurant... except for the few tables that Bai Wujie protected with his power.

And he actually started drinking and eating as if he had gotten into a good mood, as if Xu Ziling killing people was just a rare treat for him to enjoy with his drinks.

Having made his move, Xu Ziling no longer hesitated! This refined, almost cowardly man roared and pounced on all the remaining Imperial Guards.

The guards naturally drew their swords in retaliation, but before their blades could reach Xu Ziling...

They would be brutally blasted into a bursting water balloon by Xu Ziling's electric current, and even if they were lucky enough to be hit... the blade would not be able to land on Xu Ziling under the power of the electric current.

Fu Junzhuo stared wide-eyed at this scene. Even though she knew it beforehand, she still couldn't believe that Bai Wujie had so easily turned two nobody thugs into such experts!

After Xu Ziling had defeated seven or eight imperial guards, the rest finally turned and ran in fear. Panting, Xu Ziling glanced back at Bai Wujie, who chuckled and said…

"Aren't you going to chase after them? Do you want me to go?"

Xu Ziling bit his lip slightly, and even though his hands were trembling, he still continued the pursuit...

With a series of screams and pleas for mercy, along with sounds of explosions and gasps, one could tell what a terrible scene unfolded below.

Wei Zhenzhen's face turned pale, and Kou Zhong remained silent.

Only after Xu Ziling, covered in blood, returned in silence did Bai Wujie smile and applaud...

"Good, very good! The first time you saw blood wasn't a good feeling, was it? Or did you fall in love with it? It's okay, you'll have plenty of time to experience this feeling in the future."

Xu Ziling's hands had stopped trembling, perhaps just as Bai Wujie had said. His first experience of killing wasn't pleasant, but what followed was different.

Having power is actually an addictive pleasure, especially when you can easily decide the life or death of others. That kind of excitement and joy is something that no amount of wine, women, or money can bring.

"As a reward, take it and practice hard."

Bai Wujie then smiled and tossed a newly copied copy of the Imperial Supreme Book to Xu Ziling...

This modified manual, which incorporates some features of local martial arts, requires a capable person to conduct experiments.

Compared to Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling was undoubtedly the one who knew how to study.

As for Kou Zhong? Bai Wujie has a better plan for him.

Then, apart from Wei Zhenzhen who vomited, the group quickly finished their meal.

With the shopkeeper trembling, they headed towards the Danyang Wharf.

Although traveling by land might be faster, Bai Wujie thoughtfully considered the plight of his incompetent little maid.

Unfortunately, for some reason, there wasn't a single ship willing to go west at Danyang Wharf. Dozens of ships of all sizes crowded the area, but not a single one was willing to head south.

Kou Zhong, somewhat discouraged after asking many times, returned and cautiously reported back to Bai Wujie.

He was afraid that his boss might suddenly decide to kill all the boatmen who disobeyed him.

But he just couldn't understand Bai Wujie. Although he didn't mind killing millions of people, he wasn't a ruthless killer.

Moreover, there were already boats.

Are you all waiting for the ship?

A handsome, elegant young man in white stood on the dock and looked at the crowd... But to be honest, his gaze was basically fixed on Fu Junzhuo alone.

However, his gaze was more one of admiration and appreciation than lewdness.

Moreover, his behavior wasn't so distressing.

But unfortunately, he wasn't alone! Bai Wujie could tell at a glance that this guy was a damn sycophant who had suffered a terrible death!

"I noticed that you all seem to have some questions about the many boats turning back on the river, so I have taken the liberty of asking you. I have no other intentions whatsoever. I apologize for any intrusion."

The young man in white approached and spoke politely, neither too close nor too distant, neither humble nor arrogant, which left a good impression...

"If you all wish to travel south, it will be difficult to do so by water. This is because Li Zitong's rebel army in the East Sea has just crossed the Huai River, formed an alliance with Du Fuwei, and defeated the Sui army. They have also sent an army south to directly threaten Liyang."

If Liyang falls, the Yangtze River waterway will be cut off, so everyone is currently adopting a wait-and-see attitude, waiting to see the situation clearly before daring to head west.

While Song Shidao spoke, his gaze remained fixed on Fu Junzhuo, as if he couldn't tell who was in charge among this group.

"So your ship is heading west?" Bai Wujie said lazily.

It seemed as if Song Shidao was only now noticing Bai Wujie. He was first surprised by Bai Wujie's strange attire and appearance, then he laughed...

"The Han family is still somewhat well-known. As long as we hang our family flag on the boat, our friends in the underworld will always give us some face."

Hearing this, even Kou and Xu had to praise the guy for speaking appropriately, neither arrogant nor humble, just right.

"Then let's get on the ship," Bai Wujie said nonchalantly.

Song Shidao was overjoyed, but his gaze kept lingering on Bai Wujie.

It seemed unclear what kind of relationship this strangely dressed young man with white hair had with Fu Junzhuo.

However, since the beauty was willing to board the ship, he was not worried about not having the opportunity to curry favor with her, so he had no time to worry about other things.

Song Shidao, with such a boastful tone, was naturally no ordinary man, and the reason for his extraordinary status was quite simple—he was the eldest son of the Song clan, and this ship was a merchant ship used by the Song clan to transport sea salt.

In the martial arts world today, the most renowned are the four powerful clans... but in terms of influence, the Song family clan is the most influential among them. The Song family is the most powerful clan in the south, and its leader, "Heavenly Blade" Song Que, is known as the world's number one swordsman.

Of the four surnames, the other three have mixed Hu (non-Han) ancestry, while this last remaining powerful southern clan has always adhered to tradition and strictly prohibited its members from intermarrying with people outside the Han ethnic group. Therefore, it is regarded as the orthodox Han ethnic group in the martial arts world.

With their sharp ideas and high reputation, few dared to provoke them. Even local rebel armies would mostly choose to retreat upon seeing the banners of the Song Clan.

The guests on the boat were led to their cabins by Song Shidao to rest, but Bai Wujie chose to stand at the bow of the boat and enjoy the river breeze. Since he didn't move, the others naturally dared not move either.

This surprised and puzzled Song Shidao, so he temporarily put aside his work and came to Bai Wujie, smiling and cupping his hands in greeting...

"Perhaps the master has been negligent in his respects, unaware that the guest..."

"You've got too much nonsense to say," Bai Wujie retorted bluntly.

"If you want to pursue that woman, just say so! It's pathetic to like someone like you but not dare to make a move. Being a simp is worse than death!"

Even before boarding the ship, I sensed that the young man before me was a reckless person...

However, the elegant language that followed his opening remarks was something that Song Shidao found hard to handle.

Although I don't understand what "simp" means, it's definitely not a nice thing. And Bai Wujie's words revealed a fact: the white-clad woman he fell in love with at first sight was actually the maid of the person before him?

Seeing that Song Shidao was somewhat embarrassed, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling immediately pulled Song Shidao aside and whispered something to him.

First, they said that their boss was just straightforward, and then they told Song Shidao who the woman he secretly loved was.

Bai Wujie was too lazy to pay attention to these guys; in fact, he was quite comfortable staying in this world.