Fair Words

Under the twilight sky of Small River Village, a fierce battle was underway.

After Ascension, Qi Refiners' hearing far surpassed that of ordinary people. Soon, all the Qi Refiners detected this sudden fight.

From various houses, one after another, over a dozen Qi Refiners of different appearances either walked out or jumped onto rooftops, watching the spectacle from afar.

"Too brutal, a peerless fiend," one Qi Refiner gasped, wide-eyed at the sight of Chen Xuan directly bludgeoning the young third brother to death.

"Zheng Tu and his two brothers were also skilled fighters and spoke well. Why did they end up in such a situation? They're being forced to their deaths," another Qi Refiner frowned slightly.

"What good people were they? This newcomer Qi Refiner just didn't like them, that's all," someone said dismissively, feeling quite pleased to see someone willing to suppress these rampant rogue cultivators.

In the past few days, Zheng Tu and his two brothers had committed many wicked deeds, but their strength was formidable, and they knew how to conduct themselves, not offending their peers. Therefore, other Qi Refiners could only turn a blind eye.

"No, I live next door and heard it clearly... Zheng Tu shouldn't have stepped into the doorway with his left foot, which angered the other person," a Qi Refiner who arrived first stated with certainty.

"Is that a reasonable excuse?" Those people spread their hands, their faces full of disbelief.

Are they trying to fool children?

If you want to kill someone directly, just say so. Coming up with such a laughable excuse is too humiliating...

A little further away.

Several Qi Refiners from the Chu Family and Li Family were also watching the conflict in the small courtyard from the rooftop, dumbfounded.

"Grandpa Huo Gun, am I seeing things? Is that Xiao Wang, Brother Wang?"

Chu Qing Ling, a girl with peach blossom eyes, stared blankly, pointing at the figure in the courtyard, whose blood energy soared to the sky and whose dominance was absolute.

Her impression of him still lingered on that dilapidated temple in the snow.

He was handsome, warm to others, an ignorant mountain and marsh rogue cultivator who had treated them to roasted meat on a snowy day.

Even recently, when her grandfather had cooperated with him to escape from Peach Town, this stereotype hadn't changed much.

But at this moment, this image was completely overturned, like the sound of a bell striking the girl's heart repeatedly.

Chu Huo Gun was also a bit stunned, completely shocked by the scene before him. He stammered, "Uh, this, this Qi Refiner who came from martial arts, he's just like this..."

He had personally witnessed Chen Xuan's fighting style before, his fists like a storm of wind and rain smashing the Bronze Horse's head into a crooked, distorted mess. Later, he had cornered the Four-Eyed Divine Being against a wall, beating him until his body was deformed and no longer looked human...

After Chen Xuan consumed a Terrestrial Treasure Tree, his Ascension progressed further, and his strength doubled.

At this moment, when those unreasonable heavy punches landed on living people, the scene was this tragic.

Qi Refiners who came from martial arts, especially those like Chen Xuan who practiced hard qigong, once they started fighting, the scene was too violent and brutal...

The Li Family head, seeing Chen Xuan with his own eyes, felt inexplicably apprehensive. He thought to himself that this Brother Xiao Wang's strength was even greater than what Old Man Chu had described by several points. He was an opponent even he wouldn't want to face.

"This is going too far. Even if they dislike these rogue cultivators like Zheng Tu, a little punishment would suffice... This child has too much killing intent."

The Li Family head was silent for a moment, then commented, "He is not on the same path as us orthodox Qi Refiners."

For the sake of a few insignificant mortals, why go to such an irreversible extent?

Treating fellow Qi Refiners so harshly, how would other Qi Refiners view him? A righteous cause attracts much support, while an unrighteous one finds little!

The next moment.

An unexpected turn of events occurred; as expected, some Qi Refiners couldn't stand by and watch.

"Two benefactors, stop. Let me speak a word of fairness..."

A large monk wearing a kasaya, with broad shoulders and a round, ruddy face, was twirling prayer beads in his hand. His expression was compassionate as he walked towards the courtyard.

The sound of his dissuasion, a resonant Zen chant like the roar of a dragon or elephant, spread far and wide.

"The great monk from Suspended Temple has entered to mediate," a sharp-eyed Qi Refiner identified the monk.

The great monk, smelling strongly of alcohol, had a distinguished background. It was rumored that he was a lay disciple of a major sect in the Ancient Chu Kingdom, and his cultivation was no less than Zheng Tu's.

His intervention at this moment, no matter which side he helped, would have a crucial impact.

"He didn't say anything earlier, didn't say anything later. Now that the young man has the upper hand, the great monk comes out to speak of fairness," a Qi Refiner muttered.

Chu Qing Ling pointed at the great monk and said anxiously, "Grandpa Huo Gun, that great monk isn't a good person... He's with them, birds of a feather..."

She had arrived at Small River Village a little earlier. In the past few days, she had seen the great monk and Zheng Tu's three brothers exploring opportunities together to the south.

Chu Huo Gun frowned tightly and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, let's see how things develop."

The Li Family head said coldly, "The farce should end now."

He could guess the scene that would follow. With the great monk's forceful intervention, both the young man named Xiao Wang and Zheng Tu's side would inevitably climb down the ladder, apologize to each other, then shake hands and make peace, letting bygones be bygones...

After all, the young man named Xiao Wang's strength was only slightly higher than Zheng Tu's. If he continued to cause trouble, he would also risk getting injured.

In the small courtyard.

The great monk twirled his prayer beads, a solemn, precious light seeming to emanate from him, dispelling the smell of alcohol and perfume. He stepped into the courtyard, his resonant voice simultaneously spreading out:

"Two benefactors, stop. Let me speak a word of fairness..."

At this moment, in the battlefield, the two fighting figures had already reached a fever pitch.

"I won't let you off even if I die!"

Filled with monstrous hatred and rage, Zheng Tu's combat power almost reached the peak of his life, his blade light battling in all directions.

"Of course you have to die!"

Instead of avoiding the edge, Chen Xuan, with a ferocity that surpassed everyone's imagination, directly beat down Zheng Tu's arrogance with punch after punch...

Under such circumstances.

The Great Monk, whose strength was steadily in the top ten, even top five, in Small River Village, seized the opportunity and came out to speak "fair words."

The sound of mediation entered the intense battlefield.

The atmosphere immediately froze.

The entire small courtyard, even the entire Small River Village, fell silent for a moment at this instant. All the Qi Refiners stared intently at the scene.

Chen Xuan suddenly turned his head and pointed at the Great Monk: "Shut up, I wasn't looking for you!"

An unexpected event, unforeseen by anyone, suddenly occurred...

In this perilous battle, when the young man heard the sound of mediation, he actually turned back directly, the killing intent in his cold eyes erupting violently, locking onto the Great Monk overwhelmingly...

The Great Monk was startled by the words, then his face darkened, like a Vajra glaring in anger. He opened his mouth: "You..."

"Boom!"

A stone millstone weighing several thousand catties was grabbed by the young man and smashed over like a small mountain, causing the Great Monk's body to fold and fly out, crashing into a distant house. The ground trembled with a roar.

Under the twilight, almost all the Qi Refiners in Small River Village were shocked to see such an unexpected scene.

On the courtyard wall.

The black cat sat upright, the dark crescent moon faintly visible. She narrowed her eyes, watching the events unfolding with interest.

"Rumble..."

The courtyard wall collapsed. The stone millstone wrapped in Immortal Qi smashed the Great Monk away, crashing into a house behind.

"Amitabha..."

More than half of his body, including his arms, was pressed under the millstone weighing several thousand catties. He struggled a few times, then was buried by the falling beams, bricks, and tiles.

A strange atmosphere was spreading in Small River Village...

"Some 'fair words' don't work for everyone..." Chu Huo Gun muttered to himself.

Chen Xuan's attitude was displayed at this moment with an unreservedly domineering posture.

You want to mediate?

Fine, he would rather give up the advantage he had finally gained in the fight than clear you out first.

The Great Monk was instantly sent flying by Chen Xuan's brute force, without even a chance to resist.

"I... I'm a little afraid of him." Some Qi Refiners had a subtle thought in their hearts.

It's best not to make enemies with someone with such a strong personality who is absolutely unwavering once they set their mind on something.

Once targeted, there is probably no other choice but to fight to the death...

"Old Man Chu, this Xiao Wang brother of yours is ruthless towards his peers and acts violently. This is not a long-term trait."

The Li Family Head suddenly shook his head and commented with a firm tone: "Relying on martial arts in youth, being brave for a time, acting fiercely and fighting evil, when he grows old and his vitality begins to decline, he will find enemies everywhere and will have difficulty ending well..."

Chu Huo Gun turned his head and glanced at him, then whispered to Chu Qing Ling and his sister: "Old Man Li must have been scared by Xiao Wang, so he deliberately spoke to belittle him... You must not learn from him."

The Li Family Head: "..."

In the small courtyard.

"Master!!"

Zheng Tu's heart finally became timid when he saw the Great Monk being smashed away by the stone millstone.

"It's useless even if the Buddha comes!"

Chen Xuan's attitude was very clear. Anyone who dared to jump out at this time was an enemy and must be killed together.

Everyone makes choices at critical junctures in their lives, and the consequences follow immediately!

"Clang!"

Zheng Tu gritted his teeth, unleashed a powerful Splitting Mount Hua move, followed by a horizontal sweep, and turned to flee towards the outside of the courtyard.

Clearly, their strength was similar.

But after only a dozen moves, Zheng Tu was horrified to find that the killing god in front of him had too high martial arts skills, just like those grandmasters who had devoted themselves to martial arts for decades. He was completely no match.

Moreover, while fighting him, this young man even had the spare energy to deal with the Great Monk, who was no less skilled than him. A chill quickly swept through his entire body.

They were both human, both with four thousand catties of strength, so why couldn't he win?!

"Swish!"

Chen Xuan immediately chased after him. Zheng Tu suddenly turned around and slashed down with his saber. Chen Xuan dodged to the side and smashed the arm holding the saber with a punch, breaking it. Zheng Tu could only continue to flee, but Chen Xuan grabbed his back with both hands, dragged him back, pinned him to the ground, and rained down punches.

"Do you have any friends?"

Chen Xuan paused his movements, lifted the bloody, broken-boned Zheng Tu, and asked.

Zheng Tu's head hung down, making "cluck, cluck" sounds from his mouth, having long since lost consciousness.

Chen Xuan raised his head, his gaze sweeping around, passing over the faces of the Qi Refiners on the distant rooftops, and scoffed.

"Looks like there aren't any..."

Everyone subconsciously avoided that gaze.

Some Qi Refiners felt it was too humiliating and raised their faces again, trying to stare back forcefully, but that gaze had already moved away... In the end, their momentum was broken by a young man who had appeared out of nowhere.

The next moment.

This man named Zheng Tu, a dark-faced hero whose combat strength was firmly in the top five among the dozens of Ascension Qi Refiners in Small River Village, was beaten to death by Chen Xuan right in front of everyone.

Utterly unrestrained...

Zheng Tu usually treated people with kindness, but when he got angry, he was incredibly fierce and unapproachable. What Chen Xuan displayed at this moment was an image even more vicious than a villain!

"Rustle... rustle..."

In the sky, countless square-holed, round white paper money began to fall scattered. In the distance, prayer flags fluttered in the wind, like ghost fires