Chapter 70 - Chapter 70: I Need to Find a Stick

Chapter 70: I Need to Find a Stick

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“I am Su Yang, you can also call me Brother Yang.”

At this moment, Su Yang suddenly felt incredibly relaxed and content. It was a feeling he had never experienced since coming to this world. Perhaps it was because he had not yet encountered such pure kindness since arriving here.

But it could also be because he hadn’t ventured out much. After all, he had only been in this world for about two months and had mostly stayed in his own residence, practicing sword techniques.

In such a vast world, how much had he really seen? How could he assert that there was no kindness in the world? Perhaps it was time for him to explore this world.

If he stayed at home and flew around outside, how could he witness the lives of ordinary people? It contradicted his ideals.

Suddenly, Su Yang felt the urge to travel through the world. He could wield his sword anywhere, not necessarily confined to his own courtyard.

“Brother Yang, ” Jiang Xiaoyu spoke up, immediately changing how he addressed him.

“Well, since you called me Brother Yang, naturally I’ll protect you,” Su Yang replied with interest. “You were beaten for half a year. Do you want me to help you fight back?”

Su Yang looked at Jiang Xiaoyu curiously, wondering if this kind-hearted person would choose to give up and overlook the matter.

To be honest, Su Yang didn’t like overly kind people. Excessive kindness could lead to weakness.

“I do,” Jiang Xiaoyu replied firmly with just one word. Even if Su Yang didn’t ask, he had been holding in his anger. He had been enduring because he couldn’t win in a fight. Retaliating would only bring even harsher beatings.

“Good,” Su Yang turned to Feng Chengyou.

Feng Chengyou understood immediately and shouted sternly at Chu Sen, “Elder

Chu, how could you let this happen among disciples of our sect? How can there be infighting among our own?”

Chu Sen trembled, then quickly replied, “I will take care of it, Elder Feng.”

After speaking, Chu Sen left immediately to apprehend the culprits.

Feng Chengyou smiled apologetically, “Sir, please wait a moment.” Su Yang nodded without saying much.

Meanwhile, Jiang Xiaoyu’s mind was in shock. Even at his young age, he understood that might makes right in this world and had experienced the law of the jungle.

But now, the sect master, whom he had regarded as the strongest person, appeared so humble. It made him realize the importance of strength.

On their way, Su Yang gave Jiang Xiaoyu a healing pill to recover from his injuries. Su Yang had abundant resources from the Evil Blood Cultivation Sect, so he didn’t lack medicinal pills.

In no time, Chu Sen returned with the Enforcement Team of the Snake Gate, escorting the six individuals.

“Sir, these are the ones who bullied Jiang Xiaoyu,” Chu Sen told the

Enforcement Team and brought the captives to the main courtyard.

The six individuals were panicking, not knowing why they were being captured. Now that they knew the reason, they became even more frightened.

They had thought it was a misunderstanding, but now they realized there was no misunderstanding. It was Jiang Xiaoyu who had risen against them.

The realization struck fear into their hearts. The severity of the harm they had caused to Jiang Xiaoyu haunted them. They had been ruthless towards him, and now they were experiencing fear.

One of them was trembling in his legs. Helpless under the custody of the

Enforcement Team, they could only endure the agony and await judgment.

“Jiang Xiaoyu, don’t you want revenge?” Su Yang signaled Jiang Xiaoyu to take action.

“Brother Yang, wait a moment.” “What’s wrong? Don’t you want to fight back?”

“No, I need to find a stick.’

Su Yang twitched his mouth. Well, this was unexpected. Usually, when one’s enemies were defenseless, they lost interest. Why was Jiang Xiaoyu even more excited?

Jiang Xiaoyu quickly found a sturdy stick in his familiar courtyard and returned to start beating one of the captives. No matter how they begged, Jiang Xiaoyu didn’t stop until there was no good piece of flesh left on them and they lay on the ground, unable to make a sound.

But that was only the first one. Seeing the miserable state of the first captive, the remaining five felt as if they were in an icehouse, shivering in fear.

One of them had both legs trembling. Helpless under the custody of the Enforcement Team, all five of them shivered, feeling as if they would collapse if not for being supported by the team.

Jiang Xiaoyu paid no attention to their pleas. He continued to beat them one after another. The more they begged, the harder Jiang Xiaoyu struck. He remembered their expressions of arrogance when they beat him and ordinary people. They were not worthy of his pity.

After finishing with one person, Jiang Xiaoyu was already panting. His current strength was only that of a ninth-grade martial cultivator, quite weak. Fighting against opponents at the lowest eighth-grade level was naturally challenging, but it didn’t make Jiang Xiaoyu give up.

He proceeded to attack the second person, delivering a fierce beating. He didn’t stop until the third person, finally catching his breath.

However, looking at Jiang Xiaoyu gasping for air, it was clear that he was tired.

“Brother Yang, do you have any pills to restore stamina?” Jiang Xiaoyu panted, realizing that he needed to improve his strength. Otherwise, even fighting a single person would be this difficult and exhausting.

Su Yang casually produced a pill. He had plenty of such items, with abundant resources from eliminating the Evil Blood Cultivation Sect. Seeing Jiang

Xiaoyu’s appearance, Su Yang acknowledged that his initial suspicion of Jiang Xiaoyu being indecisive was unnecessary.

“Thank you, Brother Yang,” Jiang Xiaoyu expressed his gratitude and immediately swallowed the pill.

As the pill took effect, Jiang Xiaoyu became even more fierce in his subsequent attacks. The first three beaten individuals suddenly felt relieved.

Soon, it was over.

“Brother Yang, I’m good now,” Jiang Xiaoyu said, his face still wearing a smile. The beaten individuals lying on the ground didn’t show any signs that Jiang Xiaoyu was responsible for their condition.

“Good,” Su Yang nodded in satisfaction.

After dealing with the matters of the Snake Gate, Su Yang looked at Feng Chengyou again.

“I heard that the oppression of the common people was proposed and executed by an elder from the Snake Gate named Chu Sen. Which one is he?”

Chu Sen’s heart sank. “It’s over…”

Under Feng Chengyou’s gaze, Chu Sen had no choice but to step forward.

“Sir… it’s me.”

“But I really…”

Su Yang waved his hand. “No need for further explanation. Face my sword. If you survive, I will spare you. Consider it an explanation.”

Chu Sen’s pupils dilated. He hadn’t expected Su Yang to leave him no room for survival…

Without waiting for Chu Sen to speak, Su Yang’s thoughts moved, and a sword intent had already struck, slicing across Chu Sen’s neck. His head flew into the air.

Su Yang then turned to Feng Chengyou. “As for you… Death can be avoided, but punishment cannot be evaded. Allowing internal disciples to act recklessly warrants punishment! ”

After speaking, Su Yang struck Feng Chengyou with a sword intent, causing him to immediately cough up blood and fly backward. However, he didn’t die.

He didn’t massacre the entire Snake Gate as it was unnecessary at this point, but he certainly wouldn’t spare the mastermind and some accomplices.

“Do you have any objections?” Su Yang asked Feng Chengyou after the strike.

“I dare not. I deserve punishment,” Feng Chengyou’s forehead was covered in cold sweat, and blood stained his mouth as he answered immediately. He feared that Su Yang would strike him again.

“Very well, I’ll take my leave now,” Su Yang smiled and turned to Jiang Xiaoyu.

“Let’s go.”

“Okay,” Jiang Xiaoyu responded subconsciously, still stunned by the whole process. Upon hearing Su Yang’s words, he followed without thinking.

Su Yang led the three of them as they walked away, leaving the range of the Snake Gate with Feng Chengyou and others bidding them farewell.

In mid-air, Jiang Xiaoyu was enveloped in sword intent, flying alongside them, filled with excitement. He had never experienced such a feeling before.

Soon, they returned to Linjiang City.

“Qin Lei, plan the use of this money properly. For those who were injured, compensate them three times the original amount. For those who died, compensate them five times,” Su Yang instructed Qin Lei, ensuring that this person wouldn’t embezzle the money. He would send someone to verify it.

“Understood, sir,” Qin Lei respectfully replied. Su Yang’s strength was evident, and even without someone checking, Qin Lei wouldn’t dare to take any action.

“If the Snake Gate continues to resist, send someone to inform me in the county. Arrange the relocation of the people outside the city, let those from the villages return. The Evil Blood Cultivation Sect has been dealt with.”

“As for those who came under the jurisdiction of Kaiyang City, you handle it first.

After arranging these matters, Su Yang left the Martial Suppression Division’s hall with Qin Lei’s respectful send-off.

“Brother Yang, I want to go see Aunt Zhang, ” Jiang Xiaoyu said, knowing that he would be leaving soon. But he wanted to visit Aunt Zhang and inform her that the Snake Gate would no longer oppress them.

“Then let’s go..”

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