Fish-Dragon Gang Secret Medicine

Fine autumn rain fell as Wei Luo stepped out of the tavern. He drew in a breath of cool, rain-damp air, and seven-tenths of his drunken haze cleared at once.

It was nearly midnight. Other than the beggars seeking alms outside the tavern, there was scarcely anyone left on the streets.

"Brother Wei Luo, please give what I mentioned earlier some more thought. Though the Yao Family cannot compare with the Sun Family, the treatment we offer will absolutely not be any worse than theirs."

Yao Song had taken the initiative to settle the bill. His tongue was thick with drink as he spoke.

He was not a martial artist. After drinking with Wei Luo and the other two until now, he could barely stand and needed a servant beside him to support him.

No one knew where the Yao Family had gotten their information. Wei Luo had only become Master Qin's disciple that day, yet by the time the three decided to go out drinking, Yao Song's carriage was already waiting outside the side residence.

His Second Refinement, combined with his status as Master Qin's disciple, elevated the Yao Family's attitude toward Wei Luo by another rung.

The Yao Family had truly gone all out. They planned to marry their second daughter directly to Wei Luo and were even willing to hand over part of their estate as her dowry.

What the Yao Family sought was to become Wei Luo's ally.

Interestingly, Zhao Xiu had also brought up something at the drinking table:

The Sun Family was seeking a son-in-law as well, and all three of Qin Changfeng's disciples were on their list.

The Sun Family would likely arrange for someone to come discuss the matter with Wei Luo in detail within the next few days.

Pingjiang Town was now in a state where wind and rain seemed ready to descend. It was not only the Yao Family—other prominent households were also drawing martial artists into their fold.

Someone with a bright future like Wei Luo was even more sought after than a hot pastry.

"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Yao, but these are troubled times, and I have no mind to start a family yet."

Seeing Wei Luo refuse again, Yao Song could only sigh, board his carriage, and leave.

Liu Changle had drunk too much, so Zhao Xiu carried him into the carriage and sent him home.

The tavern was not far from Yellow Mud Alley, so Wei Luo planned to walk back and let the alcohol fumes disperse.

Ten minutes later, Wei Luo arrived at Yellow Mud Alley through the drizzle.

The alley was pitch-black. Just as he rounded a corner, Wei Luo halted. Two shadows were pounding on Uncle Cao's door, while candlelight flickered within the courtyard.

"Old bastard, open the door if you know what's good for you. Otherwise, once I get inside, I'll slaughter your whole family!"

"Sir! Please spare us! I'm begging you on my knees!"

Curses and tearful pleas drifted through the fine rain into Wei Luo's ears.

Wei Luo glanced at the shimmering scales on the two men's bodies, and his gaze sharpened.

The Fish-Dragon Gang had returned like ashes blown back by the wind!

Wei Luo's eyes gradually turned razor-sharp as he quietly crept forward.

"Fuck it, no more wasting words with him. Let's get to work."

As soon as those words fell, Wei Luo heard someone kick the door viciously. The bolt snapped with a crack.

Then came Yuanyuan's wailing from inside.

The moment the two Fish-Dragon Gang members rushed into the courtyard, they subdued the pair.

"Sir! Please show mercy! Please, I'm begging you!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Uncle Cao's forehead was already a bloody mess of mangled flesh.

Before the Fish-Dragon Gang members, he had no power to fight back. He could only beg them to spare Yuanyuan.

"Grandpa!"

Yuanyuan was being dragged by a Fish-Dragon Gang member and wailed without stopping.

Annoyed by the noise, the man knocked her unconscious with a single punch.

"Hmph, old bastard. When we told you to open the door, you refused. Now it's too late for any begging. You die too!"

As he spoke, one of them raised his foot and stomped toward Uncle Cao's back, intending to crush the old man to death.

But at that moment, a ghostlike figure pounced in through the doorway.

Wei Luo took a deep breath, activated Layered Wave Force, and drove a fierce punch at the back of the man's neck.

Crack!

A crisp snap came from the man's neck. The jagged point of his broken spine instantly pierced through his skin.

With one blow, the man let out a muffled groan and collapsed limply to the ground like mud.

In an instant, Wei Luo had dealt with one man.

"Who are you?! How dare you provoke the Fish-Dragon Gang! Are you looking to die?"

Only then did the remaining Fish-Dragon Gang member react. He put on a fierce front while trembling inside, both hands shaking.

The two of them had been lucky enough to consume the gang's secret medicine, but the strength Wei Luo had displayed was far beyond anything he could contend with.

Wei Luo did not answer. He merely pointed at Yuanyuan in the man's grasp and said calmly,

"Put her down, and I'll spare your life."

Wei Luo's icy gaze fell upon him, and the man felt as if a ferocious tiger had fixed him in its sights.

Hearing that he might still live, he asked half-believingly,

"Really?"

"You may not know this, but quite a few people in the Fish-Dragon Gang are friends who have faced life and death with me. Why would I lie to you?"

Hearing this, the man's expression finally eased. Slowly, he put Yuanyuan down.

"You'd better keep your wor—"

Before he could utter the word "word," Wei Luo's iron fist had already smashed into his face.

One punch sent him to the ground, and he could not even crawl back up.

"You... shameless!"

Wei Luo did not so much as furrow his brow.

What need was there to keep faith with beasts?

Crack!

He stomped the man's thigh bone apart, then ground his knee to pieces. His screams carried far through the dead of night.

Yet even so, the man still tried to crawl away with his hands. His vitality was astonishing.

Wei Luo looked at the faint scales on his body and frowned slightly.

The two men's qi and blood were actually not much weaker than Li Dadao's. Both possessed the qi and blood of the First Refinement, but they had nothing but brute strength and were not strong in actual combat.

Wei Luo crushed the man's arm and elbow as well. Only when he finally stopped struggling did Wei Luo say,

"Now I'll ask you a few questions. Answer honestly, and I'll let you leave."

The man blinked. Perhaps the pain was too much, because he immediately began to cry.

"You... ask. I only want to die quickly."

After questioning him for over ten minutes, Wei Luo granted his wish to die.

After searching the bodies, he found several packets of brown medicinal powder on the two men.

The two had originally been ordinary Fish-Dragon Gang members. It was only after consuming this powder that they had become immensely strong and unlike ordinary people.

According to the man's account, the Fish-Dragon Gang's medicinal powder used to kill people easily. Only after the Pure Fragrance Cult arrived did the cases of people dropping dead after consuming it become far fewer.

Seeing how greatly it could enhance an ordinary person, Wei Luo became somewhat interested. He put away the medicinal powder, intending to study it later.

Wei Luo also asked about Li Dadao.

After learning more, he discovered that the Fish-Dragon Gang did not know he was responsible, and from the looks of it, Wang Dali could not be bothered to investigate.

That was because the Fish-Dragon Gang was currently busy abducting children everywhere, likely at the Pure Fragrance Cult's behest as well.

Uncle Cao clutched Yuanyuan as they huddled in a corner of the courtyard. Terror still lingered on his face, and his whole body trembled.

Seeing this, Wei Luo said nothing more. He simply lifted the two corpses and prepared to leave.

This time, Uncle Cao pulled Yuanyuan down with him, and together they knelt. Toward Wei Luo's retreating back, they solemnly kowtowed three times.

The next day, two corpses appeared outside one of the Fish-Dragon Gang's branch halls. On the wall was the name of another gang within the city, written in blood.

Wei Luo did not think this would make the gangs bite each other like dogs. He only wanted to create a little fog to obscure the truth.

And just as Wei Luo expected, the Fish-Dragon Gang showed no reaction for several days in a row.

The atmosphere in the city grew increasingly oppressive. Yellow Mud Alley had once possessed a little life; though the days were bitter, people could still survive by fishing or doing hard labor.

But now, as grain prices soared and the price of everything began to rise, many people quickly found themselves unable to get by.

Almost every day, someone came to Wei Luo's home to borrow rice or grain.

The Zhao Clan was softhearted. Each time, they lent food to these neighbors and townsfolk. Wei Luo saw it all, yet could not bring himself to stop them.

That day, Wei Luo brought a property broker home.

"Mother, let's move to another house."