Severe Illness Calls for Strong Medicine

"Mm." Du Ge glanced at him and nodded indifferently.

Wang San stepped out from the crowd, Willow Leaf Knife in hand, and walked toward the trembling Liu Hei Gou. As he walked, he said, "My little black dog, I like you so much. How could you be so bad? Look, you've angered everyone. Let me personally send you on your way. You'll surely be happy to die in my arms..."

Fear spread through Liu Hei Gou's heart. He leaped to his feet and tried to run, but Liu Cheng's throw had already left him with internal injuries.

He had barely gotten up when he fell to the ground again.

As he watched Wang San draw closer and closer, the horror on his face deepened. He struggled to crawl away, rolling and scrambling as he fled.

But Wang San gave him no chance. After charging forward a few steps, he reached Liu Hei Gou's back and stomped down on him. "Why are you running? Why do you want to leave me so badly? Since that's the case, you don't need your legs anymore. Without legs, you'll never be able to leave me again..."

Wang San brought his knife down hard on Liu Hei Gou's lower leg.

Pfft!

Blood sprayed everywhere.

Amid Liu Hei Gou's wails, Wang San looked intoxicated. "Darling, your cries sound so beautiful. What a pity that I'll only get to hear this kind of voice once. Cry a little longer. Once you let it out, you won't be afraid anymore. Bear with it. I'll be very gentle next."

As he spoke, he brought the knife down again. The leg that had only been cut open moments before snapped cleanly.

Liu Hei Gou let out a hysterical scream and struggled to roll back and forth. "No! Spare me! Hall Master Liu, Chief, kill me! Don't let this lunatic torture me!"

No one moved.

Du Ge was glaring down at everyone from above. Who would offend the man up there for the sake of a thug? What if he really slashed the Gang Leader? Wouldn't the Qiu family tear them apart?

My attributes are rising pretty quickly!

When he saw Wang San cleanly hack off Liu Hei Gou's leg, Du Ge immediately knew that his strength had increased.

However, he did not pay much attention to it.

Ever since he began reorganizing the Iron Palm Sect, his attributes had been rising rapidly and had basically never stopped.

Especially after he had convicted Liu Hei Gou and upheld justice for the old man who had lost his daughter, his attributes had surged even more dramatically.

Moreover, by making the matter of the Heavenly Demon public, he had effectively Backstabbed every contestant present. The farther the news of the Heavenly Demon spread and the more victims there were, the faster his strength would grow.

With both factors combined, he feared no one.

At this moment.

He felt that even if he released Qiu Yuanlang now, anyone who tried to rescue him would still give him enough time to run back and chop off Qiu Yuanlang's fingers.

"...Help you? Hahaha, my adorable little fellow, who else would help you besides me? Don't move. Let me look at your heart and see whether I'm truly in it."

Wang San's voice echoed across the land.

The surrounding whispers fell silent.

Many of the onlookers were frightened by the crazed Wang San.

Some of the more timid ones simply closed their eyes, while others could not withstand the sight and ran aside to vomit violently...

"Seventh Master, this is going too far. Killing him would have been enough. Why torture him in public?" Qiu Yuanlang could not help frowning.

"You're feeling sorry for him now? He tortured that man's sixteen-year-old daughter for three days, forced her to jump into a well, and broke her father's leg. Why weren't you feeling sorry for them then?" Du Ge pointed at the lame old man below. "Severe illness calls for strong medicine. I want everyone to see the consequences of doing evil. I'm not the government. I'm the Heavenly Demon. I uphold justice using only my own methods..."

The lame old man had been frightened into silence by Wang San, but upon hearing Du Ge's words, he could not help recalling his daughter's tragic death. The pity in his eyes instantly vanished.

With tears in his eyes, he glared at the shrieking and struggling Liu Hei Gou and said viciously, "The Heavenly Demon is right. To deal with evil people like this, they must receive the cruelest punishment so that they'll never dare harm anyone again."

After saying that,

he stopped looking at Liu Hei Gou. Instead, he straightened his tattered clothes, faced Du Ge, and respectfully kowtowed to him. His face was filled with relief and release. "Thank you, Heavenly Demon, for clearing my name. My heart's desire has been fulfilled. I have no regrets left in this life, and I can finally face my poor daughter when I go below."

"Old man, the dead are gone, but the living still have to carry on. Otherwise, if I upheld justice for you and you went and killed yourself, what meaning would the justice I upheld have?" Du Ge saw through his thoughts and smiled gently. "Live. Live on for your daughter. Watch as I punish every wicked person in this world, and watch the world become better. Wouldn't that be good?

"Besides, Liu Hei Gou was a member of the Iron Palm Sect. Since the Iron Palm Sect failed to discipline him, they must provide proper compensation. If you die and leave everything behind, who am I supposed to give this compensation to? Liu Cheng, send someone to fetch one hundred taels of silver and give it to this old man..."

"Heavenly Demon, you cleared my name. I'm already endlessly grateful. How could I dare accept your silver?" The old man waved his hands repeatedly.

"Are you worried that someone will become jealous and rob you of your silver?" Du Ge asked.

"That isn't what I mean," the old man said. "I simply feel that I've already received your kindness..."

"Old man, no amount of money can bring your daughter back to life!" Du Ge sighed. "Take this money and find an honest person to care for you in your old age and see you through to the end. The Peacekeeping Gang will remain here. No one will dare covet your money..."

Liu Cheng sent someone to fetch the money.

Du Ge said, "Bring more. The Iron Palm Sect has committed plenty of sins over the years. They'll probably have to pay out quite a lot today."

At these words,

the onlooking crowd erupted in an uproar.

Wealth stirred the hearts of men.

They had originally worried that Du Ge would be unable to stand alone, and that the Iron Palm Sect would return later, leaving them to suffer once again. But now, they could both take revenge and receive money. That was a different story.

With money in hand, they could even leave Luyang City and live somewhere else!

One hundred taels!

They could never earn that much money in their entire lives...

The old man looked at Du Ge and kowtowed several more times, weeping so hard that he could barely speak. "Heavenly Demon, you're a good person. I'll enshrine a longevity tablet for you at home, pray for you every day, and ask the heavens to bless you with a long life..."

"Heavenly Demon, I've also suffered an injustice! Niu Chaojie of the Iron Palm Sect forced my father to his death to seize the ancestral jade treasure in my family..."

Among the constables, a Chief's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground...

"Heavenly Demon, the eight mu of fertile fields belonging to my family were seized by Yan Shou of the Iron Palm Sect..."

"Heavenly Demon..."

Whoosh!

More than a dozen people suddenly rushed out of the crowd, scrambling toward Du Ge. Wang San, who had just stolen the spotlight from Du Ge, was once again ignored by everyone.

Du Ge's attributes shot upward.

At the same time,

the Iron Palm Sect disciples descended into an uproar, and many of them turned and ran.

Who wouldn't be afraid?

Wang San was too vicious. If they ran, they might still have a chance. If they stayed and were tortured by him, that would be worse than death!

Watching more and more people flee, Du Ge frowned slightly. "Qiu Feilong, capture them. If even one escapes, I'll cut off one of your father's fingers..."

"..." Qiu Feilong glared angrily at Du Ge and said furiously, "Flying Dragon Guard, what are you waiting for? Capture them! If one gets away, I'll cut off your fingers one by one."

Seeing that Qiu Feilong had already lost his composure, Qiu Yuanlang sighed and turned to look at Du Ge. "Feng Qi, what you're doing will cause a huge disturbance."

"I know. From the moment I decided to uphold justice, I knew this would be the most difficult path to walk. But someone has to do it, don't they?" Du Ge watched the disorderly crowd and smiled faintly. "I refuse to believe there are truly no good people left in this world."

Qiu Yuanlang gave Du Ge a meaningful look, sighed softly, and said nothing more.

Among the crowd,

the people from the various sects watched the crazed Du Ge and Wang San, frowning deeply.

A Seven-Bag Elder of the Beggar's Sect turned and instructed a beggar beside him, "Hu Zi, send someone to investigate whether anyone in our sect has been taken over by the Heavenly Demon through Soul Possession. This fellow is too sinister. Once you find them, restrain them first."

"Yes, Elder." The beggar accepted the order and left.

"Lao Tang, return to headquarters immediately and tell the Gang Leader what happened here." Then he turned to another, slightly older beggar and said with a frown, "I have a feeling the heavens are about to change."

The same scene was also taking place among the people sent by the three gates and five sects to investigate the situation.

Du Ge kept claiming that he wanted to uphold justice, but all they saw in him was madness, and the uncontrollable nature of the Heavenly Demon...

That very day,

many people rode swift horses from Luyang City toward every corner of the land, spreading the news.

Feng Zhong, wearing a bamboo hat that concealed his face, stood among the crowd. Looking at Du Ge and Wang San, who were stealing the show up ahead, he wore a mocking smile. "Two idiots. They're about to die, yet they still don't realize it. Do they really think they can eliminate the other contestants with the help of a few natives? Still, this works out well. With you two streetlamps drawing everyone's attention, I won't have to keep running back and forth. Staying in Luyang City and waiting for the fisherman to benefit is perfect. I can even add more fuel to the fire for you two. Heh heh! The one who laughs last is the true victor!"