Published: March 9, 2025
“What do you want? … You, you guys… are you trying to rob me? The Nine Heavens Pavilion is a place that abides by the law!” Chu Yang asked fearfully.
“Law? Heh heh heh, with your few Purple Twilight Coins for courage, who cares about the law?!” The man’s eyes gleamed with greed, fixated on Chu Yang.
“Robbery is against the law, do you really dare to do it?!” Chu Yang appeared utterly terrified.
“Of course! We’re not here in the dead of night just to have a heart-to-heart with you!” The man said viciously: “Quickly hand over your money, and I might show some mercy and leave you with a whole corpse!”
Chu Yang shrank back and whispered, “I’m so scared…” Suddenly, he lunged forward and swung his fist.
“Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!”
“Slap! Slap! Slap…”
“Ah! You, you… wuuu…”
In the moment he had just been shrinking back, in the next moment, he was like a martial god, with an expression so different it was like the heavens and earth apart. The two men didn’t even react before they were struck.
Upon arriving at the Nine Heavens Pavilion, Chu Yang’s spiritual perception was indeed restricted, and he could no longer check the cultivation levels of others, but that didn’t mean his perception was entirely useless. The two individuals before him gave him no sense of pressure at all, which meant: their strength was quite average, and rather weak, weak enough that they weren’t a match for a certain King of Hell.
While the two were certainly not amateurs, otherwise, they wouldn’t have been able to enter the local Spirit Beast Betting Arena; they were also not experts. If they were capable martial artists, they wouldn’t be in such dire straits, resorting to such lowly tricks. At most, they were just two profound level martial artists, and such strength could hardly be a match for a certain King of Hell.
Since they were not opponents, Chu Yang naturally would not hold back, throwing punches left and right.
Just as the other party had issued their threat, they saw “Zhen Youcai” on the opposite side with a face full of fear and panic, and just as they were secretly enjoying it, they suddenly found the opponent lunging at them with lightning speed.
Before the two could comprehend what had happened, they were struck by a flurry of slaps and then kicked to the ground, dizzy and seeing stars, overwhelmed with pain, still unable to figure out what was going on.
In their moment of confusion, they felt a chilling presence, a knife pressed against their necks, and Chu Yang’s cold voice rang out: “Now it’s a robbery! Hand over your money obediently, or I’ll chop you up, leaving you with no whole corpse!”
The two instantly broke into tears.
Heavens above, earth below, all living things, what is happening here?!
Just moments ago they had thought of Chu Yang as a timid little quail, a little rabbit, yet in an instant, he had transformed into such a formidable figure!
The situation had flipped entirely; originally, they were the ones intending to rob, and now they were the ones being robbed, and by a truly ferocious and ruthless character!
……
“Is this really all you have?” Chu Yang weighed the meager four or five Purple Soul Coins he had robbed, extremely dissatisfied. Frowning at the two who lay broken before him, his expression was quite unfriendly.
It was rare for me to rob someone, and yet all I got was four or five Purple Soul Coins? This is too cheap.
“Sir… Lord Zhen, if we had money, we wouldn’t need to resort to this kind of thing. Please, show mercy and let us go, we’ll never dare to do this again…” The two were utterly regretful, their intestines turning green with remorse.
But who would have imagined that the super-rich who always lost in gambling, arrogant and foolish, was actually a martial expert…
They had truly hit a solid iron plate.
“You’re right…” Chu Yang frowned: “Just looking at the two of you, it’s clear you’re nothing but a couple of paupers… How about this? Since you’re both down on your luck, why not follow me instead!”