Seeing the scene before her, Shi Xiangyun showed a look of pity. "Aren't we being a little... cruel?"
Though she was not part of the martial world, she understood how important inner strength was to martial artists. She was, after all, a carefree young girl who still harbored many heroic ideals. She would rather kill Song Qingshu and grant him a dignified end than humiliate him like this.
"Cruel?" Wei Ruolan curled his lips. "The strong devour the weak; that has always been the ultimate law of the martial world. If we had fallen into his hands, our fate would not have been any better. Besides, his martial arts are too formidable. We can never rest easy unless his cultivation is crippled."
Seeing that her fiancé had made up his mind, Shi Xiangyun opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
After a while longer, Wei Ruolan sensed that Song Qingshu's body had been completely drained. Only then did he release his hand in satisfaction. "What astonishingly abundant inner strength. From now on, with my own cultivation combined with the Golden Snake King's power, I fear no one in the martial world will be my match anymore. Hahahaha~"
Watching her childhood sweetheart and fiancé suddenly become somewhat unfamiliar, Shi Xiangyun could not help furrowing her delicate brows. Yet they soon relaxed again. After all, she also hoped her fiancé would grow ever stronger.
Song Qingshu deliberately put on a weak and feeble appearance, but sneered inwardly.
"Let's go. Take him to the Beggar's Clan." Wei Ruolan was overflowing with confidence now. Let alone visiting the Beggar's Clan, even attending the Mount Hua Sword Competition would not make him feel the slightest pressure.
Before long, Wei Ruolan found a carriage and tossed Song Qingshu into a corner of the compartment. He and