Chapter Thirty-Two: Rescuing the Lonely Maiden, Phantom Hundred Strikes

  Li Wang was startled and said: "You really plan to prepare a set, it's hard to believe, which vortex do you want to condense? It's intriguing."

  Xu Yang smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

  "It was I who misspoke," Li Wang said with a laugh. "Everyone should have their own secrets."

  "Master Hou is magnanimous and open-minded, worthy of admiration." Xuyang gave a timely compliment.

  Li Wang was praised and felt good, saying: "In this case, the Shuiji Bao material is abundant in the Qianbao Pavilion, selling it to you is no problem; Guangji and Anji Bao materials are extremely rare, even the Qianbao Pavilion does not have them in stock. However, I just saw that the Ge family's stall has a bottle of 'Huangquan Liquid', I can help you buy it."

  Xu Yang didn't want to have dealings with the Ge family either. When he sold the prescription, he had already slightly offended the Ge family. Now going to buy the Ge family's Huangquan liquid would inevitably lead to him being taken advantage of.

  Xu Yang and Li Wang finally reached an agreement, purchasing a small bottle of "heavy water" for 4,000 Cang Lang coins, while the price of Huang Quan liquid would be determined by the actual purchase price.

  "Now that things have settled, I should go to Director Song's home. Before he passed away, he entrusted me with taking care of his orphaned daughter. Since I've already promised, I must follow through." Xun Yang thought to himself.

  The lively appraisal meeting lasted for a whole day. For Xu Yang, this time was already a big harvest, he did not attend the grand gathering in the afternoon, but instead took the Huang Quan liquid, Yu She Yi Tan, Qing Ling Jing and Di He, heavy water and other treasures back home.

  The purse was filled with an unprecedented richness, each and every one of the Winged Tiger coins shining brightly with golden flying tiger carvings that dazzled the eyes. When Xu Yang poured out the purse onto the table, Xu Yu's two big eyes had turned into circular shapes resembling coins.

  "So much money! Brother, we're rich!" Yu jumped up and down excitedly.

  Xu Yang patted Xu Yu's little head: "Brother has something to do today, you take good care of the house."

  "Ah!" Xǔ Yu's little head nodded vigorously, she couldn't wait to start planning how to spend the money, one new financial idea after another sprouting in her little brain.

  Xu Yang walked out of the gate, and his direction was surprisingly towards Master Song's house outside the three streets.

  "The news of the annihilation of the Qimen Cultivation Team must have reached the ears of Master Song's daughter. I wonder how the Qimen Daochang will compensate the families of the guides who encountered difficulties..." Xuyang thought to himself as he walked to Master Song's residence in Baicang Alley.

  It's now dusk, and smoke is rising from every household, but the small wooden door in front of Xuyang is slightly ajar, and there is no wisp of blue smoke coming out of the chimney.

  "Strange, isn't Master Song Ren's daughter here?" Xu Yang took a step closer and was about to knock on the door when he suddenly heard a low sobbing sound, accompanied by a strange and eerie voice saying:

  "Cry? What's the use of crying? You're paying for your father's debts. Your useless father is dead, so naturally you'll be used to pay off his debts!"

  Xu Yang furrowed his brow and pushed open the door.

  The yard is very small, and at first glance, there is a little girl squatting on the ground crying. Next to the girl are three burly men standing with their hands hanging down. In front of them stands a stout fat man.

  That fat man didn't know someone had come in, and he continued to talk to himself: "Look at these teeth, look at this small face! If we tidy it up a bit and sell it to the Baifa Building, it would be a profit, and could slightly make up for our losses."

  The Hundred Flowers Pavilion is the largest brothel in Lin Yuan City, and many young masters from wealthy families often go there to buy spring.

  "Who is this?" Three big men had already discovered Xu Yang, and one of them asked loudly.

  "This question, I'd like to ask you instead," Xǔ Yáng's expression was calm, but anger was gradually rising in his heart. "What kind of people are you?"

  That fat man turned around, puffed out his belly and walked to Xu Yang's face, slanting his eyes and saying: "Us? Hmph, I am Qi Men's General Manager Qi Shi Liang, scared now?"

  Seeing this silk robe, but exuding the aura of a nouveau riche, the fat man, Xu Yang furrowed his brow and said coldly: "Qimen's general manager? I remember, this is the home of Guide Song Ren, who just died recently. You Qimen people rushed here to sell his orphaned daughter?"

  "This is my family's business, don't you worry about it, you little brat!" Qi Shiliang stared at Xu Yang for a moment, he always felt that this thin young man had an aura that made him wary, and didn't want to cause any more trouble. He turned his head and glared at the three big men, "Take this little girl away!"

  Three big men nodded in agreement, just about to take action, when Xu Yang's figure shot out like an arrow and landed in front of the little girl who was squatting on the ground. He blocked their way and said: "The matter hasn't been made clear, who gave you permission to forcibly abduct a good family's daughter?"

  "Hey, you really dare to meddle in other people's business!" Qi Shiliang's chubby face turned gloomy, "Alright, I'll tell you. This little girl's father, Song Ren, led the entire Suffering Cultivation Team to their doom. Our Qi family has to compensate those victims with 1,400 Cyan Wolf Coins! They say 'the daughter pays for her father's debts', but this debt won't fall on this little Song girl's shoulders... so who should we ask?"

  Xu Yang seemed to have understood, and he couldn't help but feel a raging fire of anger in his heart!

  "Alright, so this is the rule of Qi Men," Xuyang said lazily, not bothering to argue with these people anymore. "In any case, I've protected Song Shifu's daughter today!"

  The little girl behind had already stopped sniffling, opened her tear-swollen eyes and stared blankly at the thin figure blocking her way.

  "You little scamp, you're asking for death!" Qi Shiliang's forehead was sweating, his meaty hand waved, "Beat him, beat him hard!"

  Three big men responded to the call, all of whom were in the later stages of their cultivation as Xuantu disciples. Even Qi Shiliang was only in the initial stage of Xuanwu, with a shallow foundation that made it difficult for him to make progress. Xu Yang's emergence this time was actually well-planned.

  Even if Qi Shiliang and others are powerful, Xu Yang cannot fight back, but he will not retreat. The strategy of struggle will change, such as finding Li Wang or Li Yurong, reaching some deals, paying some prices, and definitely not watching Song Ren's daughter being sold into the fire pit.

  This has nothing to do with good and evil, but a promise that Xuyang had made before.

  Three burly men let out a loud roar, swinging their fists and striking with a loud cracking sound. These three heavy punches had a force of nearly twenty kilograms each, which was quite impressive.

  But in Xu Yang's eyes, this was far from enough!

  His right arm suddenly turned a layer of gray-brown, like rock, and Xu Yang's arm swung out, almost simultaneously meeting the heavy fists of three big men.

  "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

  Lamentations rose and fell in succession. Three burly men clutched their wrists, which were bent at an eerie angle, and howled incessantly.

  Xu Yang's physical strength had reached over 50 jin, and after operating the Rock Body Technique, his entire body was like a huge boulder, solid and unyielding. The three big men were knocked down with a single slap in the face.

  "You... who are you, exactly? So young, how can you possibly possess this kind of power, instantly defeating three late-stage Xuan disciples? Are you already a Xuan Master?" Qi Shi Liang's eyes widened in shock.

  Xu Yang slowly shook his head: "Are you leaving or not?"

  Qí Shì Liáng was about to take a step, when he suddenly came to his senses and turned around, saying viciously: "I know now, you're not a Xuan Shi after all, just someone with extraordinary physical strength!" He discovered that Xu Yang's body did not have the faintly swirling mist of Xuan Qi.

  "That's enough for you," Xǔ Yáng said calmly. "You don't want to leave on your own, I'll help you."

  "Hmph, stop pretending to be mysterious and tell you, I am Qi Shi Liang, a real and genuine master of the mystic arts! There is a huge difference between a master of the mystic arts and an apprentice, kid, you're dead for sure!"

  "Phantom Hundred Fists!"

  Qī Shì Liáng eagerly launched the strongest offensive technique he mastered, as a Wind Extreme Mystic, this move "Phantom Hundred Strikes" instantly threw out hundreds of punches, although each punch's killing power was somewhat weaker, but overall, the combined strength was not bad.

  Xu Yang let out a cold laugh and activated his Pinnacle Body, transforming into a gigantic boulder of green stone that stood tall and unwavering.

  Although this Qi Shi Liang is a Xuan Shi, his physical strength is only about 30-40 jin. This illusory hundred hits, each hit's strength is even weaker, and it just looks like a good show of force to intimidate people.

  "Haha, kid, you're still trying to hold on, but by now your whole body is broken and your internal organs are ruptured, aren't they?" Qi Shiliang panted heavily, retracting his fist.

  Xu Yang shook his neck, making a "crack" sound, patted the dust off his body and said calmly: "Are you done?"

  "You...!" Qi Shi Liang seemed to have seen a ghost, his face changed greatly, and he took a step back.

  "You just hit me 132 punches, I only returned one punch to you, how's that?" Xu Yang's voice was icy cold as he strode towards Qi Shi Liang with large steps.

  "Boom!"

  A punch brought up a burst of air, and it was clear that the front end of Xu Yang's fist had a layer of grayish-brown rock color!

  This punch sent Qi Shiliang flying into the air, and the sound of his chest bone shattering was heard. Qi Shiliang spat out blood foam and fainted in mid-air.

  "Who are you?" A timid voice sounded from behind.

  Xu Yang put away his cold expression and turned back to look at Song Ren's solitary daughter: "I'm Xu Yang. And you?"

  "I, I'm Song Tinglan," the little girl stood up timidly, "You, you're not a bad person, are you?"

  Xu Yang smiled: "Me? I don't think I'm a bad person. Come with me! Your father entrusted you to me before he passed away. Now, I'll fulfill my promise."

  Upon hearing of her father's passing, Song Tinglan pouted and two big tears rolled down her cheeks.

  "Okay, okay, don't cry," Xuyang couldn't bear to see little girls cry, and when they did, he became a bit flustered. "I'll take you home with me, where you'll meet a big sister, and I'm sure you two will get along great."

  "You won't sell me out, will you?" Song Tinglan stopped crying and stared at Xu Yang with a "thud" in her eyes.

  "Of course not," Xu Yang assured.

  Xu Yang pulled Song Tinglan's dirty little hand, just about to go out, when the little girl suddenly tugged at his big hand: "Wait a minute..."

  Facing Xu Yang's inquiring gaze, Song Tinglan hastily said: "I, my father said that the family heirloom is hidden on the beam. You are a good person, I want to give you the family heirloom."

  Xu Yang slapped his forehead, he almost forgot what Director Song said about the reward at that time.

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