A Gentleman Takes Revenge by Exhuming Ancestral Graves

[Name: Bai Yu]

[Aptitude: 5]

[Blood Essence: 15.6]

[Strength: 30]

[Cultivation: Second Rank Muscle Forging Realm]

[Technique: Five Elements Fist (Proficient, 33/1000)]

[Divinity: Eternal Life]

[Skills: Suona Playing (Proficient), Literacy (Elementary), Hunting (Elementary), Meng's Herbal Compendium (Untrained)]

Bai Yu was very satisfied with this.

A Strength of 30 meant a power of three hundred jin.

With an Aptitude of 5, he now gained 0.3 proficiency points each time he practiced the Five Elements Fist.

The only problem was that Blood Essence consumption was a bit high.

Although Essence Nourishing Powder could replenish Blood Essence, it was too expensive, and he simply couldn't afford it.

The Blood Essence gained from funerals wasn't enough to offset the consumption either.

After all, this was a small mountain village, and sometimes there weren't even a few funerals throughout the year.

However, Bai Yu wasn't in a hurry.

Instead, he continued farming, hunting, and practicing his fist techniques.

He wasn't impatient or impetuous, and life was peaceful.

During these days, he found Uncle Dazhuang's youngest son, Tiezhu, and passed on his suona playing skills to him.

The Peach Blossom Village's wind and percussion band couldn't be allowed to die out.

Tiezhu asked curiously:

"Brother Changsheng, why do you always look so young?"

Bai Yu said calmly, "Because I never meddle in other people's business."

On this day, Bai Yu felt refreshed after finishing a round of fist practice.

His strength in the Muscle Forging Realm had completely stabilized and was steadily increasing.

The corners of Bai Yu's mouth turned up:

"The twenty-year period is up, the avenger returns!"

Over the years, the Chen Family hadn't taken Bai Yu to heart at all.

After all, how could a suona player possibly rebel?

The Chen Family brothers had focused their main efforts on swindling and deceiving, extorting money from people at every turn, seizing land, and preying on families who had lost their primary breadwinner.

Bai Yu shouted:

"Old Mo, let's go for revenge!"

"This time we go to the Chen Family, we'll break all their walking sticks, split their earthworms lengthwise, and dig up the graves of their ancestors for eighteen generations!"

The little black dog had grown into a big black dog.

Hearing that they were going for revenge, it excitedly pounced out.

Bai Yu's enemy was its enemy; it would never let them off.

This hatred, not to mention twenty years, even two hundred years, would be remembered in its little notebook.

Over the years, Bai Yu had thoroughly scouted out the Old Chen Family's ancestral graves for eighteen generations.

Bai Yu changed into a set of professional equipment.

He diagonally inserted a White Banner behind his neck and wore a white belt around his waist.

He picked up his suona and played a funeral dirge.

Then, he went all the way to the Chen Family Estate in a flurry.

At the entrance, a little boy was sitting on a small stool, diligently doing his homework.

"Oh, doing homework? How much have you written?"

The little boy didn't even lift his head:

"I'll be done after copying five more words."

Without saying a word, Bai Yu snatched the workbook and tore it to shreds.

The little boy immediately burst into tears.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, someone tore up my homework!"

An old man rushed out, raising his crutch.

"Who is it, daring to bully their way onto Chen Family's doorstep?"

The speaker was none other than the third member of the Chen Family.

Over the past twenty years, Bai Yu had already outlived both the eldest and second members of the Chen Family.

Bai Yu glared at him, shouting:

"You old geezer, time to drop some loot!"

He raised his hand and struck out, knocking the old man to the ground, scattering a few copper coins from his chest.

At that moment, two more old men rushed out, the two First Rank martial artists of the Chen Family.

Being martial artists, their bodies were tougher than ordinary people, and they moved with considerable agility.

Without a word, Bai Yu lunged forward.

"White Tiger Pounces!"

He leaped into the air, like a fierce tiger going for the kill, and slammed down with his palm.

The fourth member of the Chen Family didn't even have time to react before he was struck in the chest, staggering back several steps before collapsing to the ground, unable to get up.

The fifth member of the Chen Family shouted:

"Young man, you have no martial ethics, tricking and ambushing us old men in our sixties!"

"Iron Horse Charge Punch!"

He steadied his stance and launched a punch straight at Bai Yu's face.

Bai Yu wasn't afraid in the slightest.

"Black Tortoise Guards the North!"

He crossed his arms in front of him, like a black tortoise guarding the northernmost point, his defense impenetrable.

"Bang!"

The fifth member of the Chen Family's punch landed on Bai Yu's arms, but instead, he felt his own arm go numb, and his body shook.

Taking advantage of this opening, Bai Yu's leg shot out like a snake, kicking the fifth member of the Chen Family to the ground.

In an instant, all three old men had been defeated.

Bai Yu, with Old Mo in tow, rampaged through the Chen Family Estate.

He beat up old men, chased after children, slapped dogs that dared to cross his path, crushed noodles into powder, and poured hot water into ant nests.

After smashing and trashing everything, Bai Yu was about to leave when he saw a plum tree planted at the entrance, and anger surged in his heart.

"What kind of trash dares to plant the same plum tree as me?"

He threw a punch, and with a "crack," the bowl-sized plum tree snapped at the root.

Only then did Bai Yu leave with Old Mo, swaggering away.

When the younger members of the Chen Family returned home, they found their house looking like it had been ransacked by bandits.

Old men were lying all over the ground, pots and pans were smashed to pieces, and even the potted plants in the yard had been watered with hot water, their roots destroyed.

The family's land deeds and silver had been completely swept away.

Several strong young men were immediately enraged, grabbing a neighbor by the chest and shouting:

"Who did this?"

The neighbor was startled and quickly said:

"It was Changsheng, the one whose house your family took over before."

"He seems to have gone to your family's ancestral graves."

The Chen Family's young men hurried over and saw that their family's ancestral graves had been dug up, and the coffin boards had been smashed.

At this moment, Bai Yu turned a corner and arrived at the old Bai Family house.

The old house had been taken over by the Chen Family and later became the residence of the Chen Family's third member's family.

Bai Yu set it on fire on the spot.

The flames blazed fiercely, engulfing the old house.

"Burn it, burn it all, let it be done with!"

He laughed loudly, but two lines of clear tears streamed down his face.

"Bai Changsheng, my karma with you is now settled, you can rest in peace."

Bai Yu felt a sense of relief wash over him, his mind incredibly clear, and his control over his body improved to a new level.

It was as if a foggy piece of glass had been wiped clean and bright.

From now on, there would be no more Bai Changsheng, only Bai Yu.

At this time, the Chen Family's young men saw the fire and rushed over to put it out.

Bai Yu was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, knocking them all down with a single punch each.

Even Old Mo joined in, relentlessly pounding them until they were screaming for mercy.

A moment later, Bai Yu left without looking back.

The next day, many villagers opened their doors to find something extra waiting for them.

Some found a land deed, returning the fields that the Chen Family had seized.

Others discovered a string of copper coins, recompense for the Chen Family's extortions.

Now that the Chen Family's two martial artists were crippled and their able-bodied men seriously injured, the villagers they had bullied wouldn't let them off easily.

Of course, all of this had nothing to do with Bai Yu.

He went to Master Meng's grave and burned paper money for him.

"Master, I'm leaving Peach Blossom Village."

"I'm very grateful for your guidance over the years."

"Rest assured, I will pass on Meng's Herbal Compendium."

In front of Master Meng's grave stood a small berry bush, bearing a few strawberry-like berries.

As Bai Yu spoke, a few of the berries tumbled and rolled to his feet.

He picked them up, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

"Is this you worrying that I'll go hungry on the road, Master?"

He took out his suona and played "Farewell," then turned and left.

A gentle breeze blew past, and the bush in front of Master Meng's grave swayed gently, as if waving goodbye.

After visiting Master Meng, Bai Yu packed his bags.

He glanced at the plum tree in front of his door, its blossoms in full bloom.

In the season of falling plum blossoms, the young man stepped through the flowers and departed.

One man and one dog, facing the rising sun, stepped into the mountain's morning glow.