This Isn't Metaphysical

Steward Liao's expression was anxious; he knew this had escalated! He was merely a follower of the Zhang Family.

His voice trembled as he said, "A monster! This fool must be possessed by a monster! He was beaten half to death with a whip earlier, there's no way he could be this strong!"

That's right, it could only be a monster!

Instructors Han and Hu looked nervous. There had indeed been monster activity in the fort recently, and now a commoner was going on a rampage, which was extremely bizarre. It must be the work of a monster!

Among cultivators, there were supernatural abilities like the Indestructible Body!

Then they saw Yan Nu, taking advantage of their hesitation to approach, squatting on the ground and eating grass!

Eating grass? A monster! It must be a monster! A goat spirit, or perhaps a wild ox demon?

"Does this monster fear whips..."

"Could it be that it was beaten by whips before it became a spirit, and they're now its weakness?"

Instructor Han quickly threw away his spear and drew a horsewhip!

If a demon person possessed an Indestructible Body, even with all his skill invested in his spear, he still had to 'follow superstition' and switch to a whip to fight!

Instructor Hu followed suit, discarding his saber for a whip.

"Let's go together!" Instructors Han and Hu leaped out, joining forces to attack Yan Nu.

However, the two small whips were truly awkward to handle, and neither Instructor Han nor Hu knew how to use them. They could only boost their True Qi and rely on brute force, whipping randomly.

Coincidentally, Yan Nu didn't understand any techniques either. His arms whirled like windmills, and he swung his chains alternately.

For a time, the four whips and chains danced wildly, clashing and tangling together in a chaotic free-for-all!

But Yan Nu had gained considerable experience from fighting for so long. Furthermore, his steel chains were thick and long, far superior to two horsewhips!

Moreover, after expending his True Qi multiple times, he instantly replenished it. Through this cycle of depletion and replenishment, his True Qi grew much stronger, not much inferior to that of the two instructors, Han and Hu.

Coupled with his unrestrained use of power, he even unleashed his innate True Qi without reservation, fighting with a desperate style.

As a result, the more the two experts attacked him together, the fiercer Yan Nu became!

"The whips are actually effective! They can break through his defenses!" Seeing several new wounds appear on Yan Nu, they rejoiced inwardly, only to be immediately smashed by chains and spit blood!

"Damn it, my whip only inflicts minor injuries on him, but his blows are life-threatening!"

"Where's Old Ma? Why haven't I seen him?"

"I don't know, maybe he's with the Fort Master!"

"Let's go! Let's find the Fort Master. The Fort Master's family has profound knowledge and knows how to kill monsters!"

Instructors Han and Hu were already developing a desire to retreat. They used their movement techniques to create distance, unaware that Yan Nu's True Qi had just run out.

Seeing them retreat, Yan Nu lowered his head and began searching for grass to eat again.

"Run... quickly..." If even the two great instructors were running, the other martial artists were even more terrified.

Steward Liao saw the situation was dire. Thinking about how he had treated Yan Nu in the past, he also quickly fled.

As he left, he saw Uncle Hong still kneeling on the ground in a daze not far away. His eyes darted, and he immediately went forward and dragged him away, "You come with me!"

Steward Liao, holding Uncle Hong hostage, fled in a hurry towards the Fort Master's mansion.

"Uncle Hong!" Yan Nu saw Uncle Hong being held hostage and immediately gave chase.

The other low-grade martial artists didn't dare to stop him and scattered, fleeing.

Yan Nu pursued all the way to the training grounds. Here, there were rows of training rooms, and many more martial artists emerged, their cultivation much more refined.

"Kill him quickly! Quickly!" Steward Liao shouted as he ran.

The elite martial artists were stunned to see Yan Nu. His body was covered in wounds, his hair matted with blood, and he was barefoot, dragging blood-stained chains, looking like a vengeful ghost seeking a life.

Everyone was clueless about what was happening, but they still charged forward.

"Kill!"

Waves of martial artists arrived one after another, running past Steward Liao, blocking the path, and engaging Yan Nu.

However, what greeted them was the whistling sound of steel chains.

"Dong dong dong!" Heavy thuds echoed continuously, smashing the walls on either side of the alley, sending stone dust flying.

Yan Nu charged and fought, barging through, his chains whipping, cutting a path from one end to the other.

He burst out of the alley and saw another group of martial artists. Seeing his True Qi depleted, he roared, "Those who don't fear death, block me!"

The martial artists were terrified by his onslaught, as if seeing a demon.

"Run! Run quickly!"

Their morale finally broke. The remaining martial artists couldn't even damage Yan Nu and could only flee in disarray.

Yan Nu panted, his True Qi completely spent. He ignored the fleeing enemies and found a haystack used as sheep feed by the roadside. He quickly dug in and ate a meal of grass, then tucked a few bundles into his waist before continuing his pursuit of the steward.

Eating and drinking, fighting and killing, Yan Nu chased all the way to a magnificent building within the fort. He knew this was the Fort Master's residence.

Seeing Uncle Hong being held hostage, Yan Nu rapidly closed in.

Steward Liao was utterly terrified seeing Yan Nu fight his way all the way here. His fingers clawed at Uncle Hong's throat, "Stop! You... you drop your weapon! Otherwise, I'll kill him!"

Yan Nu stopped, raising his hands as if actually searching for a way to remove the shackles.

Steward Liao secretly chided himself for his foolishness. The chains were locked onto Yan Nu's wrists; how could he remove them?

"Then... you commit suicide!"

Yan Nu stopped his actions. "Tell me, what does 'commit suicide' mean?"

"You don't even understand what suicide is!"

Yan Nu stared at him, enunciating each word: "Tell me, what exactly is 'commit suicide'?"

"Committing suicide means using all your True Qi to smash your own head!" Steward Liao thought Yan Nu was truly trying to unfasten the shackles, deeming him a stubborn fool.

Yan Nu knew he would go back on his word. He slowly raised his palm, his eyes suddenly looking towards Uncle Hong. "Uncle Hong, he doesn't want us to live anymore..."

Hearing this, Uncle Hong's hands trembled. "Don't!"

"Boom!" Yan Nu fiercely struck his own head with his palm, truly using his full strength.

The force was so powerful it caused visible ripples in the air, and Yan Nu's blood-stained hair flew wildly.

Then, as his messy hair fell, he slowly lowered his hand and began to eat grass.

Steward Liao's eyes widened. That palm strike had done nothing to him.

Seeing Yan Nu then act as if he had 'committed suicide' and was waiting to be released, Steward Liao's mouth twitched. No wonder he insisted on explaining what suicide was... Such a simpleton. He had been like this the day before yesterday too, finding loopholes. Did he really think he was already dead?

"You, you... are you just putting on a show for me! I want you to die! To go die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Hong punched Steward Liao in the face, shouting, "Go to hell!"

It turned out Yan Nu wasn't waiting for him, but for Uncle Hong.

This punch, imbued with all of Uncle Hong's rage and True Qi, sent Steward Liao's teeth flying and knocked him to the ground.

"Damn it! If you don't want us to live, why don't you go die yourself!"

Uncle Hong finally couldn't take it anymore. If there was no way out for them, why wouldn't he beat this guy to death?

In terms of cultivation, Steward Liao was considered third-rate, but he had never experienced actual combat. Coupled with his arrogance, he never expected Uncle Hong to resist. His attention had been entirely focused on Yan Nu's suicide, and he was immediately stunned by the blow.

Yan Nu, covered in blood, walked over dragging his chains. "Grandpa only wanted to live, but there are always those who don't give him a way to live."

"Don't! Don't come closer!" Steward Liao, beaten and bleeding from the mouth, was terrified and helpless, convinced he was having a nightmare!

Only when Yan Nu's shadow fell upon him did he push Uncle Hong away and force himself to throw a punch. The punch carried a powerful force and considerable cultivation!

However, Yan Nu's steps didn't falter. He met the punch head-on, swinging his arm and smashing with the chains.

Seeing Yan Nu's fierce approach and the terrifying chains, Steward Liao was so startled he retracted his fist and turned to run.

But he didn't completely dodge. The chains smashed down, breaking his leg.

"Ahhhhhh!" Steward Liao let out a pig-like scream.

Yan Nu looked down at him, raising the chains high. "Noble, please go die."

"Don't kill me!" Steward Liao cried, tears streaming down his face.

He collapsed on the ground, gazing up at this scarred commoner, as if seeing a vengeful ghost. The arrogance he had displayed earlier, boasting that "The Rise and Fall of the World rests in the hands of the powerful clans," was gone.

"I... I am..."

"Bang!" Yan Nu brought the chains down. Regardless of who he was before, he was now just mud.

Uncle Hong looked at the blood-soaked figure before him, finding it hard to reconcile him with the Yan Nu'er who always smiled foolishly.

"You... are you Yan Nu'er? Or a monster?"

Yan Nu grinned, revealing an ugly smile. "Uncle Hong, let's leave this place together. I want to find Grandpa."

"Elder Jiang is dead!" Uncle Hong said blankly.

However, Yan Nu's eyes shone with determination. "I still don't believe it! Grandpa said he would return when there was peace in the world!"

Uncle Hong fearfully shook his head in a low voice. "The outside is full of rebel armies, bandits, demons, and Hu barbarians. I won't go... I won't go..."

Yan Nu fell silent, looking troubled.

Uncle Hong trembled again. "Yan Nu'er, you have skills. Leave Tea Mountain Fort quickly. Don't wait for them to gather their forces. Go, go quickly!"

Saying this, Uncle Hong retreated repeatedly, hiding far away, unwilling to stay there.

Yan Nu lowered his head in disappointment, then resolutely walked towards the outside of the fort.

However, before he could leave, he suddenly heard the sound of urgent hoofbeats.

He abruptly turned and swung his chains. A spear cavalryman charged forward on horseback. His spear, agile as a viper, first deflected the chains, then continued its momentum, carrying the force of its gallop, and pierced Yan Nu's chest and abdomen.

"Pfft!"

The steel spear, wrapped in a spiraling force, deeply embedded itself in Yan Nu's body. The impact propelled Yan Nu upward.

The spear cavalry charged like a fierce wind. Yan Nu's lower body dragged on the ground, sliding several yards before being pinned to the wall of a luxurious building.

"Fort Master!"

Two figures swiftly descended into the scene. It was Instructor Han and Instructor Hu. They bowed respectfully to the spear cavalryman.

He quickly reminded him again, "Be careful, he's Indestructible!"

"Oh?" The Lancer was Zhang Xu, the Fort Master of Tea Mountain Fort. His sinister eyes scrutinized Yan Nu.

Indestructible? He wasn't. The spearhead was deeply embedded, almost piercing through Yan Nu's back!

Moreover, Yan Nu was covered in wounds, countless bloodstains crisscrossing his body. How could he possibly be Indestructible?

Instructors Han and Hu were also astonished, then rejoiced, "The Fort Master is truly formidable! He has the means to kill demons and stabbed him to death in one go!"

Zhang Xu pulled out the spearhead, which even dragged out Yan Nu's intestines. He turned back and shouted, "What happened!"

The two quickly explained everything. Zhang Xu's face turned ashen. He took out a Talisman Paper, but nothing happened.

"What kind of monster is he! There isn't a trace of Demonic Aura! A Lowborn, with just crude methods, managed to injure you both like this? This is clearly a prodigy! Where is that Steward Liao!"

Instructors Han and Hu looked at the mud by the entrance of the Fort Master's mansion.

Zhang Xu was annoyed, "I've only been gone for one night, and you've managed to mess things up like this!"

And as they were talking, they didn't notice that Yan Nu's intestines had silently retracted back into his body.

"It hurts so much! Steel objects aren't supposed to injure me, so why could his spear?"

Yan Nu didn't understand, but his tolerance was extremely high. He endured the intense pain and stood up again, circulating his profound techniques to heal his injuries.

Despite the pain, his internal organs had honestly repositioned themselves and continued to function in their damaged state.

"Hmm?" Zhang Xu noticed the movement behind him and was very surprised. He could still stand with such injuries?

When he turned around and saw that Yan Nu's exposed intestines were gone, he was even more shocked.

"What a tough bone! He actually stuffed his intestines back in?"

Zhang Xu shook his head slightly. Since things had escalated to this point, there was no point in keeping such a tough bone around.

"Swish!" Zhang Xu immediately raised his spear and thrust it forward like lightning!

"Clang!" Yan Nu caught the attack with his chains. Upon impact, ripples of air vibrated, and his body was thrown backward, crashing through the wall.

"Such profound Cultivation!" Zhang Xu's body also leaned back, and the warhorse beneath him reared and neighed loudly.

Instructors Han and Hu were even more astonished. In just half a day, Yan Nu's Cultivation had grown even stronger.

"But he only knows how to use it brute force!" Zhang Xu said calmly, spurring his horse forward and changing his attack to a sweep!

The spear blade precisely cut at Yan Nu's neck. This blow was powerful enough to send his head flying!

However, things didn't go as planned. Yan Nu was merely sent flying. He immediately got up on one knee and swung his arms down, smashing the two chains from above, whistling through the air!

"What!"

Zhang Xu hadn't expected this attack not to penetrate. Yan Nu suddenly retaliated, catching him off guard.

He hastily boosted his True Qi and blocked with his spear, being directly shaken off his horse.

"Fort Master!" Instructors Han and Hu exclaimed in alarm.

Could it be that he only managed to pierce him before because it was unexpected?

"It's this Supernatural Ability, Indestructible! Fort Master, use the horsewhip! Use the horsewhip!" Instructors Han and Hu waved their whips, urgently suggesting.

Zhang Xu deflected two waves of chains with a clang, looking bewildered, "Why use a horsewhip?"

Instructors Han and Hu quickly explained their theory about horsewhips being able to subdue spirit-possessed cattle and sheep. Zhang Xu scoffed, "Nonsense! That's not mystical at all!"

He thrust his spear forward and engaged Yan Nu in a fierce battle.

"Fort Master, I'll help you!" Instructors Han and Hu each held a whip and quickly joined the fray.

Yan Nu wasn't truly foolish. He knew that the spiraling qi could injure him, so he focused on using his handcuffs to block the drilling attacks, even taking a few whip lashes because of it.

As a result, Zhang Xu's occasional hits were all sweeps that were completely ineffective.

"I don't believe you don't have a weakness!" Zhang Xu crouched down, finding an opening, and thrust his spear upward from below, diagonally cutting towards Yan Nu's crotch.

However, Yan Nu was not only unharmed but also strode forward, riding the spear shaft as he came, swinging his chains fiercely.

"Clang!" Zhang Xu couldn't retract his spear in time and had no choice but to abandon it and retreat.

Looking at Instructors Han and Hu again, their whip shadows were dense, whipping Yan Nu until his skin and flesh split, repeatedly scoring hits.

"Could it be... that I don't understand the mystical arts?"