All Junk

Having roamed the world his whole life and scammed countless people with every trick in the book, Golden Sword and Bronze Sword considered themselves to have inherited Zhunti and Jieyin's shamelessness to perfection. They had already reached the highest king rank!

As for Zhunti and Jieyin, they were naturally glory king rank.

But upon meeting Qin Hong today, the two of them instantly came to a realization.

There was always someone better, and always a sky beyond the sky.

When it came to shamelessness and having no sense of decency, they still had plenty of room to improve. In their eyes, Qin Hong's current level of shamelessness was already fully comparable to Zhunti and Jieyin's.

Even Zhunti and Jieyin might not measure up to the little brat before them.

"Hey, you two, are you going to compensate me or not?"

Qin Hong blinked his large eyes and spoke pitifully, as though he had truly suffered some tremendous grievance.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore! I've never seen anyone so utterly shameless!"

After Qin Hong's repeated psychological blows, Golden Sword finally snapped. He grabbed his alms bowl and hurled it at Qin Hong.

Of course, Golden Sword made a great show of force but held back. He only wanted to scare Qin Hong away and had not used his full strength.

However... things seemed to be unfolding differently from what he had expected.

Facing Golden Sword's mighty attack, Qin Hong did not dodge. Instead, he stretched out his little hand, clenched it into a fist, and threw a straight punch in one smooth motion!

Bang!

Golden Sword went flying back the same way he had come.

A dignified Grand Unity Golden Immortal had even used a magic treasure, yet Qin Hong had sent him flying with a single blow.

"H-How is that possible?"

Bronze Sword, who had not attacked, stared wide-eyed at Golden Sword's miserable state.

This scene was simply too shocking!

As one half of the Shameless Duo, he naturally knew Golden Sword's strength. Yet Golden Sword's attack had been so easily neutralized, and he had even been sent flying. It was far too bizarre!

Silence!

Bronze Sword and Golden Sword were both utterly stunned by Qin Hong's strike.

"You two! You actually attacked me?"

Qin Hong looked at them with an expression of utter disbelief.

"You even beat a child? Do you have no shame at all?"

"Ah, I'm going to clean up the sect for Uncle Zhunti and Uncle Jieyin!"

With that, Qin Hong raised his two little fists and charged straight at Golden Sword and Bronze Sword.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Qin Hong's little fists came raining down upon the two of them.

Having witnessed Qin Hong's terrifying strength, Bronze Sword hurriedly brought out his own magic treasure to block Qin Hong's attacks, but it was completely useless.

After refining one-third of Pangu's heart's blood, Qin Hong's physical body had become unimaginably powerful.

Even Grand Unity Golden Immortals could gain no advantage against Qin Hong's body, much less Golden Sword and Bronze Sword, two Grand Unity Golden Immortals.

Before long, not a single part of their bodies remained uninjured beneath Qin Hong's little fists.

Their faces were covered in bruises, and their bodies ached unbearably.

The few spiral curls they had to begin with had been knocked out in great clumps. From afar, they looked like spotted dogs.

The two of them were as miserable as could be. Someone might have believed they had been violated by wild beasts.

"Waaah... Y-You're too cruel! I'm going back to find Master!"

"Wah... It hurts so much!"

Golden Sword and Bronze Sword had been beaten until tears filled their eyes, and they were utterly aggrieved.

"Hm? You're going to tattle to the adults?"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"You were the ones who bullied me first!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"And you still want to complain? You sure have some nerve! If I don't give you two a proper beating today, you won't know why flowers are so red!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Another combination of punches landed viciously on the two of them.

Faced with Qin Hong's rain-like fists and overwhelming power, Golden Sword and Bronze Sword could neither defeat him nor escape. They could only take the beating head-on.

"D-Don't... don't hit us anymore! We won't complain! We'll compensate you, compensate you!"

After being pinned down and beaten for so long, Golden Sword and Bronze Sword cried out loudly.

"Sigh, wouldn't it have been better if you'd done that from the start?"

Hearing them, Qin Hong immediately stopped, his face breaking into a smile.

"We're all disciples of the Daoist sect, and Uncle Zhunti and Uncle Jieyin have always treated me very well!"

"You should have compensated me long ago!"

"Now look at you—you got beaten for nothing. Isn't that your own fault?"

"Yes, yes!"

By now, the two of them were completely terrified of Qin Hong. Whatever Qin Hong said went!

"T-These are our magic treasures."

While secretly shedding tears from the pain, the two placed several treasures before Qin Hong.

Bang! Bang!

Two more punches landed on their faces. Qin Hong said unhappily,

"Are you two trying to fob off a beggar? You call this pile of junk treasures?"

"Let me tell you, don't even think about playing tricks. If you dare fool me again, I'll twist off both your heads and refine them into magic treasures!"

"D-Don't, don't! We know we were wrong!"

As they spoke, the two once again placed more treasures before Qin Hong.

"This is everything we have. Please spare us!"

Looking at the treasures before them, the pain in their hearts was even worse than the pain in their bodies.

The West was poor to begin with. The treasures they had swiped from the East would then be plundered by their fellow disciples of the Western Sect. They had finally managed to hide away a little, only for Qin Hong to rob them of it all.

"Hm? How do I know whether you two have hidden any treasures?"

Qin Hong asked with a distrustful look.

"We don't! We really don't! Please be merciful and spare us!"

The two looked at Qin Hong, their eyes brimming with tears. Even a heartless person would have pitied them.

"Hmph. In that case, you two, take off your clothes!"

Qin Hong said flatly.

Hm?

Take off their clothes?

Qin Hong was so young that he certainly could not be interested in them. The only explanation was that he was going to rob even their clothes!

Having understood, the two of them went completely dumbfounded.

That was too ruthless. He was not even sparing their clothes?

Though they had done plenty of robbing and killing, they had never robbed anyone of their clothes!

"What are you standing around for? Do you want another taste of my fists?"

Qin Hong raised his fist again and blew on it.

"No, no! We'll take them off, we'll take them off!"

Though they were overwhelmed by humiliation, compared to physical suffering, what was this little bit of shame? They could treat it as practicing the Art of Shamelessness.

Very quickly, the two of them had removed every last piece of clothing.

Their fair, clean bodies made them look nothing like cultivators from the barren West. Instead, they looked more like people accustomed to a life of luxury.

"Mm, not bad!"

Seeing that they had stripped naked, Qin Hong nodded in satisfaction. He then pried open their mouths, checked their ears, and inspected their nostrils. They had indeed hidden nothing.

At their level, hiding an item on their bodies was ridiculously easy.

"What a ruthless man... He's truly too ruthless!"

"We've been robbing people for most of our lives, but we've never seen someone this ruthless. He didn't even spare our mouths, noses, or ears..."

The two kept crying out in grievance.

"Alright, you two, get lost!"

Qin Hong waved his hand and said flatly,

"You've been fairly honest. You didn't lie to me!"

"Remember, don't come to our East next time and throw your weight around, bullying a child who's only ten years old!"

"Young people these days have no martial virtue!"

"Of course, if you do come, make sure to bring a few Innate Spirit Treasures and be prepared to receive my instruction!"

"Look at this stuff. Tsk, tsk, it's all junk!"

As he spoke, Qin Hong kicked at the treasures with his foot, looking utterly disdainful.