Gu Fengchen's Careful Calculations

"Mu Li, right? Tsk, tsk, tsk. You're still wet behind the ears, yet you think your little bit of talent is enough to wrestle with me? I wouldn't even bother making a move against a few Dou Practitioners, but since you started this, I ought to teach you a lesson!"

As he spoke, Gu Fengchen walked toward Mu Li with a sinister smile.

To Mu Li, Gu Fengchen looked like a demon.

The hairs on Mu Li's back stood on end as he put on a brave front. "Y-you, don't come any closer. I-I'm—"

"I'm the Young Group Leader of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group?"

Gu Fengchen sneered.

Even the leader of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group was only a Dou Shi. To Gu Fengchen, that was hardly worth mentioning.

Mu Li wanted to back away, but his movements suddenly came to a halt.

In his eyes, the clear, waterlike purity in the youth's gaze vanished. As Gu Fengchen drew nearer, those beautiful eyes became vast stars, and endless darkness seeped through those stars, as though it would swallow him whole.

"Don't be afraid. I'm a good person." The youth patted Mu Li on the shoulder.

Mu Li shuddered.

For some reason, an indescribable chill crawled over his skin.

The black stars glittering in those eye sockets made the other party's smile look like the savage grin of an evil ghost.

Whenever Mu Li read Storybook Novels, they often said that no matter how gentle or radiant an evil ghost's smile was, it only meant it thought you looked delicious.

The next moment, Gu Fengchen slapped Mu Li across the face. Mu Li was sent flying straight up from where he stood, then hit the ground and rolled twice.

Immediately afterward, Gu Fengchen threw two resounding punches, one into each of Mu Li's eyes.

One punch per eye, leaving him with two panda eyes as stars swam before his vision.

He was establishing his authority. Today, Gu Fengchen intended to establish his authority.

He wanted the people of Qingshan Town to know that from now on, Xiao Yi Xian was his woman. No one else was allowed to touch her.

Mm.

Xiao Yi Xian was his source of wool. He could not let anyone steal her away—he still needed to cultivate together with her.

Mu Li covered his nose, but he no longer dared to make threats. Instead, he forced out a smile. "Friend, you're very strong, b-but don't kill me. Let's be friends. After all, I'm from the Wolf Head Mercenary Group. I-I'm the Young Group Leader of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group. You may not care, but it's better to avoid trouble when possible."

Mu Li came from a prominent family, so he naturally knew what kind of people could not be provoked.

This youth before him was only eleven or twelve years old, yet he had defeated more than a dozen Dou Practitioners barehanded. Such Combat Power was not something an ordinary faction could cultivate.

Gu Fengchen remained unmoved. He picked up a large stone from nearby and walked over as he said, "Honestly, no one wants this sort of thing to happen. The most important thing in life is being happy. After you die, I hope you settle your grievances with those who wronged you and your vendettas with those you hate. Don't come looking for me. In your next life, may you be born into a good family, grow up healthy and happy, and preferably stop bullying people."

At that moment, Mu Li no longer possessed even a trace of the arrogance and debauchery of a mercenary group's Young Group Leader. He stood rooted to the spot as if paralyzed, beads of sweat the size of beans appearing on his forehead. At last, he understood what sort of existence he had provoked. He begged, "Sir, don't hit my face..."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Mu Li saw the delicate-looking youth suddenly smash a basketball-sized rock toward his head!

Bang!

"Ah..." Mu Li let out a miserable scream, wetting himself, before his voice abruptly cut off.

Because he was not dead.

The rock had struck the ground just beside his scalp, shaving off a layer of his hair.

Mu Li was drenched in cold sweat from head to toe. He felt as though he had just snatched his life back from the God of Death.

Gu Fengchen smiled and patted Mu Li's pig-like swollen face. "The next time you bully someone, remember how it felt to be bullied today."

After saying that, Gu Fengchen lifted Mu Li like a dead dog, then drove a knee into his abdomen. Mu Li flew away trailing blood, crashed into several lackeys, and passed out.

Just minutes ago, Mu Li's side had more than twenty men, most of whom possessed the strength of Dou Practitioners.

Now, apart from the few cowards who had stayed in the back, all of them lay on the ground like dead dogs.

They had been utterly beaten into submission by someone who had supposedly been surrounded.

Mm, more accurately, Gu Fengchen alone had surrounded more than twenty of them.

Though the youth looked quite young, the two sides' strength was not even on the same level.

Wherever he passed, their men fell one after another like harvested leeks.

His leisurely, elegant manner even carried a sense of artistry, as if a master were completing a beloved work of art.

It was just that the paint was the blood of everyone present.

Fortunately, Gu Fengchen had not killed anyone.

Though he knew Mu Li was of poor character, the man did not deserve death.

Gu Fengchen was a man of principles. Being decisive in killing was one thing, but he absolutely would not slaughter indiscriminately.

Only then did everyone realize what had just happened.

"Holy shit, that was Mu Li! Did you see that? That was Mu Li!"

"This kid... he actually beat Mu Li into that state!"

"This little guy has to be at least a six-star Dou Practitioner, right?"

"Such a young Dou Practitioner... I really want to have his babies."

"Give it up. Looking like that, you want to have babies for my husband? Would he even want you?"

"Husband? Oh, you're pretty self-aware, aren't you? Take a look at yourself. Don't you have any fucking self-awareness?"

The remaining mercenaries who could still move supported their Young Group Leader and fled without looking back. They did not dare stay another moment.

Gu Fengchen pointed at the mercenaries on the ground, their bones broken and tendons torn, then smiled at Xiao Yi Xian. "Xiao Yi Xian, business is good today. Looks like you'll have to work overtime."

Gu Fengchen paused, then addressed the mercenaries lying on the ground like dead dogs, unable to flee with their Young Group Leader because their legs were broken. "You lot will have to pay double Gold Coins. Xiao Yi Xian is working overtime to treat your injuries, so you should know how to be grateful!"

Business was good?

Did that mean that whenever Xiao Yi Xian had no customers in the future, he would just cripple a few people and throw them over to her as business?

So this was how you ran a business?

You really were meticulous with your calculations.

What a ruthless guy.

Hearing Gu Fengchen's words, everyone finally realized just how terrifying this smiling youth was.

Of course, it was not that Gu Fengchen wanted to keep a low profile. He had simply realized that, on this little map, with the Three Thousand Burning Flame Body and the Indestructible Golden Body, he could practically run rampant.

Besides, he had held back in the end and had not directly kill that blind fool.

Gu Fengchen turned and walked into the Myriad Medicine Pavilion. Widow Ju watched his departing figure with lingering fascination and smacked her lips.

Her gaze was somewhat vacant, and it took her quite a while to come back to herself.

She rubbed her slightly burning cheeks and turned to glance at Widow Xu, who lived next door.

Widow Xu was staring in the direction Gu Fengchen had left, looking as though her soul had been stolen away.

Widow Ju looked at her with considerable disdain and sneered inwardly, Heh, women really are pathetic.

Feeling the burning gazes of those mature middle-aged women, Gu Fengchen thought, When a boy is out on his own, he really has to protect himself.

As soon as Gu Fengchen returned to the Myriad Medicine Pavilion, a middle-aged man dressed in white suddenly approached him.

The man looked to be around thirty. His features were not particularly remarkable, but his jet-black, satin-smooth hair was rather eye-catching. It was clearly very well cared for.

Gu Fengchen searched his memories of this kind-looking middle-aged man and recalled that he was Mr. Yao of the Myriad Medicine Pavilion.

This Boss Yao could be considered Xiao Yi Xian's foster father, but he was no good person. Not only was he greedy and lustful, he had even begun coveting Xiao Yi Xian's beauty by now.

After all, girls of thirteen or fourteen were at the age when their development was most apparent.

Moreover, in the Original Work, Mr. Yao had confined Xiao Yi Xian in the Myriad Medicine Pavilion because of a treasure she had discovered, trying to force her to reveal its location.

He looked broad-minded and easygoing on the surface, but he was black to the core.

However, the plot had not yet progressed that far, so there was no need to kill this man.

This battle had shocked everyone present with the ruthlessness and overwhelming strength Gu Fengchen displayed.

But in truth, although the other side had dozens of Dou Practitioners and Gu Fengchen possessed the Three Thousand Burning Flame Body, the battle should not have ended so quickly.

Gu Fengchen knew, however, that these mercenaries were not united.

They belonged to the Wolf Head Mercenary Group, but they were not unwavering loyalists. Every one of them had their own calculations.

At the first sign of resistance, they would collapse.

What Gu Fengchen needed to do was crush them with thunderous force!

As long as he crushed two or three of them, the rest would naturally lose their will to fight!