Rest Easy, He Couldn't Possibly Come

"Old Li, it's time to pay this month's protection fee!"

The gruff voice echoed through the cozy little Stewed Pot Beef shop. Boss Li went pale when he saw the newcomers, while the customers' expressions changed dramatically. They were all regulars on this snack street—who didn't know this bully?

Guang Long walked at the front, leading three lackeys as they prepared to party up and farm... No, he had come to carry out his daily routine with this fixed NPC of East Sea Snack Street.

"Guang Long, my wife is seriously ill. We don't even have enough money for her medical bills. Could you give us a few more days?" Boss Li asked cautiously.

"Always making excuses. Last time I came, you didn't pay. This time I'm here, and you still won't pay. Who do you think I, Guang Long, am?"

"If you can't pay today, then don't bother keeping this shop open!"

With an angry roar, Guang Long directly overturned the table in front of him, smashing bowls and chopsticks across the floor.

At that moment, the blue-haired, white-clad man watching from the shadows faintly felt the urge to step in.

He was none other than Wu Changkong, who had previously dealt with Guang Long's Big Brother, Guang Biao.

He knew they would not trouble his two students, and that sooner or later, they would come after Boss Li of Stewed Pot Beef.

"Guang Long! Have you forgotten your lesson already?!"

A somewhat childish boy's voice rang out. Guang Long turned and saw a boy and a girl.

"Why are there two more kids?"

He sensed that something was off. The two seemed vaguely familiar, yet he had no real impression of them. Could they be students from Eastsea Academy again?

"You two, do you know a Soul Emperor from Eastsea Academy who uses an ice-element longsword?"

"No!"

Li Jinsheng clenched his fists before his chest with cracking sounds. Looking closely, a layer of emerald-green energy covered both fists.

However, the Emerald Energy on his right hand was visibly weaker.

Seeing this, Gu Yue noticed something was wrong. From what she knew of Li Jinsheng, all of this guy's Self-Created Soul Skills were meant for killing. There shouldn't have been any healing involved.

Guang Long flew into a rage. With the experience of being beaten up several times before, he instantly summoned his Iron Armored Dragon Martial Soul. His exposed skin turned iron-gray, while iron-gray Dragon Scales spread across his body. One white and one yellow soul ring rose up as the Soul Power of a twenty-seventh rank Soul Master erupted.

This Soul Power was much stronger than it had been a few years ago, but what difference did that make?

"This guy really never learns!"

Li Jinsheng remembered Leng Yaozhu's instructions well: under no circumstances could he beat someone to death! With a tap of his toes, he flashed in front of Guang Long at a speed nearly akin to teleportation. His left hand clenched into a fist as he unleashed a fierce Collapse Fist.

At the moment of contact, Guang Long felt as though he had been violently struck by a Soul Guidance Truck. The scales on his chest gave a crisp cracking sound, followed by the miserable groan of his own bones buckling beneath the force.

The organs throughout his body trembled and twisted at that instant.

Boom—

Guang Long was sent flying into the air, blood surging from his mouth.

Before he even hit the ground, Li Jinsheng had already caught up at close range, his attacks following one after another.

The second punch caved in his ribs; the third dislocated his shoulder blade; the fourth bent his knee backward...

With every collision, a pale green glow lit up around Guang Long's body. Broken bones reset, torn flesh healed, and those terrifying injuries seemed never to have existed.

"Yula!!!"

The fifth punch struck his abdomen, and a violent blast of air exploded outward, making the clothes of the surrounding customers flap wildly.

Before Guang Long even had time to cry out in pain, his stomach churned, and he vomited sour fluid all over the floor.

Li Jinsheng nimbly dodged aside and said coldly, "How dare you! You actually dared to ambush me with such filthy stuff!"

At that moment, the entire Stewed Pot Beef shop fell silent. Everyone felt that something was wrong, but no one could put their finger on it!

After that, Li Jinsheng's punches grew even faster.

The sixth punch, the seventh punch... They came in rapid succession, his fists moving so quickly that only afterimages could be seen, while the dense sounds of flesh being struck fell like rain.

Guang Long was like a punching bag, his body constantly caving in, bouncing back, caving in again, then bouncing back again.

Each time, the emerald-green light successfully repaired his injuries.

Li Jinsheng remained expressionless, his breathing steady, as though he had not expended anything at all.

With one final uppercut, Guang Long's jaw dislocated. He spun as he flew out the door, crashing heavily onto the roadside.

Yet there was not a single wound on his body.

Even if Guang Long claimed he had been beaten up, no one besides the eyewitnesses would likely believe him! He had taken thousands upon thousands of punches without a single visible injury.

Guang Long tried to rise from the ground, but his limbs had completely stopped obeying him. Though he bore no wounds, every bone in his body had grown back out of alignment.

The slightest movement made shattered bones tear through his flesh, leaving him in agony.

Seeing this, Gu Yue felt as if a species had evolved! Instead of instantly killing opponents, he had switched to torturing them!

Meanwhile, Wu Changkong fell into a prolonged silence. The purpose of healing the other person should have been to avoid beating him to death.

So had this situation been caused by a strange twist of fate?

Deep down, he believed Li Jinsheng's original intention had been to avoid killing the other side. Yet at that moment, Li Jinsheng felt that this Self-Created Soul Skill was still not perfected.

His original idea had been to reconnect things like blood vessels and nerves out of alignment, but for now, he had only managed to twist flesh and bones.

Sure enough, he was still too weak.

Couldn't he even do this?

Seeing this, Guang Long's lackeys trembled in fear.

"What do we do? We ran into someone even Boss can't beat again!"

"What else can we do?"

"Let's rush him together! There's no way he can take all of us down at once!"

"You're right! As long as we all—"

The three lackeys spoke in trembling voices, deciding to swarm him. They hurried forward, and Li Jinsheng did nothing to stop them.

They fumbled as they hoisted Guang Long up and ran off into the distance.

Boss Li quickly stepped forward and asked, "Kid, are... are you okay?"

"Uncle, I'm fine!" Li Jinsheng said with a smile.

Just then, Wu Changkong rose to his feet and walked over to the boy. "Kid, if you let him go today, he'll come back to cause trouble again next time. People like him can't change."

"Don't worry. He won't be coming back," Li Jinsheng said in the gentlest voice, delivering the coldest words. "The bones and flesh throughout his body have grown out of alignment. As long as he moves even a little, it'll be the most terrifying punishment in this world..."

Hearing that, Wu Changkong couldn't help drawing in a sharp breath. Was this child's heart a little too cold? It could even be called cruel.

But there was still one thing Li Jinsheng hadn't said: Guang Long's body would slowly stiffen over the next three years, until his airway hardened and he could no longer breathe at all.

That was right. That final punch had been a Self-Created Soul Skill Li Jinsheng had once developed.

Leng Yaozhu wouldn't let him use it, but couldn't he use it in secret? Besides, no one could tell.

When dealing with something that refused to change despite repeated warnings, he would just end its life directly. The first time, he hadn't had the ability—but this second time, he had the strength.

And that Guang Biao was no better, helping a tyrant commit evil. How dare he spoil his younger brother like that.

Didn't he know that spoiling a child was no different from killing one?!