Head Exploding Like a Smashed Watermelon

A large crowd had gathered outside the city gate, mostly people dressed Hu people tribes, who were from the Grasslands and wanted to enter the city to trade. However, there were also scattered people from the Central Plains dressed in Central Plains clothing, most of whom were carrying carts and horses, clearly heading to the Grasslands to trade.

However, not all of these people returned with a full load. Some had blood on their clothes, some had sorrowful faces, and some glared hatefully at the surrounding Hu people.

As soon as the gates opened, the crowd surged forward. They had been waiting there to enter the city. But soldiers went out, brandishing their spears, and blocked their path, preventing them from advancing and maintaining Order.

"What does this mean?" Near the city gate stood three men clad in animal skins, their faces covered in thick beards, exuding arrogance. They were the ones who had previously clamored to rob the place.

"The gate is open, why aren't you coming in?" The leader sneered, leaving behind the two city guards who were blocking his way, and strode over, intending to pass by them and enter the city directly!

"So it's Bu Yichi from the Tulang Tribe." Xiao Jian's brows furrowed even more as he saw the man's appearance.

"What? Is this person very famous?" Qiu Yan sensed something amiss in the conversation.

"The Tulang Tribe was originally a powerful clan, but a struggle for the position of clan chief led to a split within the royal family. One of the members defected to the Rouluo, led an army to launch a counterattack, and wiped out the other royal families. That person who led the army is now the clan chief, who has completely submitted to the Rouluo and is one of the four major Rouluo tribes. This Bu Yichi is the second son of the Tu Lang clan chief, and also the most valiant among his sons. I heard that he was favored by the Left Wise King of Rouluo and taken as a close advisor. Knowing Action he is here."

A hint of worry appeared in Xiao Jian's eyes as he made his introduction.

Pang Qianru knew his concerns, so she said, "Even if the Grasslands tribes submit to a powerful clan, they still maintain a certain degree of independence. It seems that the Tulang Tribe is about to migrate north, which is why Bu Yichi is coming back. There's no need to overinterpret it."

After listening to their conversation, Qiu Yan understood why the man dared to be so arrogant in the Central Plains. Without a doubt, this was a figure capable of instigating a war between two nations; even a general wouldn't dare do anything to him, let alone an ordinary soldier. Of course, he was fearless!

Besides, under the current circumstances, it's not easy to cause too much chaos.

"However, the fact that the Left Wise King's close associates chose this time to come and cause chaos at the city gate suggests there might be a reason behind it."

While Qiu Yan was pondering, Bu Yichi and the other two had already walked up to Xiao Jian, met his gaze with a cold smile, and then turned to look at Pang Qianru and Qiu Yan. When his gaze swept across Pang Qianru's face, a look of amazement appeared in his eyes, which then turned into surging desire. Then he saw Qiu Yan and the Confucian robes he was wearing, and grinned.

"What? Another useless scholar? The previous one gave our Rouluo quite a few gifts, and this one is here to give gifts too, isn't he?"

At this moment, the soldier who had been blocking him came forward and stood between the two sides. He was a young man who was not very old and had just started to grow a little beard.

The young soldier stopped Bu Yichi and said, "Please don't be impulsive. Now is not the time to enter the city, and you haven't paid any security deposit..."

"Get lost!" Bu Yichi sneered, raised his arm, and slapped him. The tendons in his arm twitched, and his bones vibrated. The force surged, creating a slight whooshing sound!

If such a slap were placed on the face of an ordinary soldier, it would be enough to smash his head!

"What ruthless methods!" Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes, his feet moved swiftly, and his figure became elusive.

The young soldier had turned pale, and a frantic sense of danger was erupting in his heart, yet he was powerless to dodge!

Snap!

With a soft click, the hand that had been swinging out the Bu Yichi stopped.

"Huh?" He showed a hint of surprise. "I didn't expect him to be such a weak and useless piece of trash!"

Everyone's attention turned to this, and they were shocked to see that Bu Yichi's palm strike had actually been blocked by Qiu Yan!

"Heh heh," Bu Yichi continued to sneer, not stopping, he channeled his energy and pressed down hard, trying to subdue Qiu Yan, "However, rashly attacking will only lead to defeat! You Central Plains people are no match for us! Especially you scholars, you always let us take whatever we want, pretending to be high and mighty, but in reality you are only fit to be our slaves! Cowardly Central Plains people... huh?"

Before he could finish speaking, a surge of energy erupted, but Qiu Yan remained completely still, his expression unchanged.

"Honestly farming and living a down-to-earth life, accumulating wealth with one's own hands, has become a symbol of cowardice, while people like you who do not engage in production but burn, kill, and plunder can be proud of their martial prowess! Do you perhaps think that the world today is still ruled by the jungle?"

Qiu Yan spoke calmly, but a flame ignited in his clear black and white eyes. His scholarly aura vanished instantly, replaced by an extremely powerful aura!

"You plunder and seize by force, yet you consider yourself powerful, not ashamed but proud! You rely on your strength to disregard rules and Order, oppressing others. If someone is stronger than you, can they also take your life or death at will? You kill, I plunder; you die, I live. What need is there for culture and civilization? What need is there for knowledge and the great way? Just be like those beasts! Is this the Human Path you desire? Is this the meaning of your existence?"

As Qiu Yan uttered these words, a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in Bu Yichi's heart!

"Oh no! This person is probably no ordinary scholar!" An instinctive sense of fear spread through Bu Yichi's heart, urging him to abandon his Original Edition plan and give rise to the idea of fighting back!

Gurgling!

A powerful surge of Qi and Blood spread out, and the Three Souls began to rotate!

Power Soul! Essence Soul! Qi Soul!

Flesh and blood swelled, and power surged like a tidal wave; blood gushed forth, and Qi and Blood rose in friction; True Qi brewed, ready to be unleashed!

The ground beneath Bu Yichi's feet shattered, and he unleashed a terrifying pressure. The Hu people and Central Plains people who had gathered behind him cried out in alarm and hastily retreated!

Even the two clansmen who came with Bu Yichi were surprised to see this, but before they could react, they were hit by the residual force emanating from Bu Yichi and were sent flying backward!

"Roar!" The immense power caused Bu Yichi to unleash his wild nature. He let out a low roar, which was as loud as a drum. Xiao Jian was so startled that he also had to exert his strength to resist. Pang Qianru, on the other hand, had a glint in her eyes and raised her hand as if to make a move.

Right at this moment!

Boom!

Qiu Yan remained silent, neither advancing nor retreating, but simply pressed his hand down. An immense, irresistible force exploded from his Golden Core, penetrating his sister's body. His arm expanded and contracted, the pure force slamming into Bu Yichi's arm.

With a "crack," the Bu Yichi arm broke off, and the immense force slammed him into the ground! He instantly shrank by half, disappearing into the soil from waist down!

Explode! Explode! Explode!

Just then, his strength, True Qi, and Qi and Blood erupted, about to shatter the ground, but Qiu Yan stomped his foot, his Divine Sense surged, and the surrounding soil instantly hardened like steel, remaining completely still, sealing off the power that was about to erupt!

Crackling! Crackling!

Instantly, the half of the Bu Yichi body exposed on the ground twisted, its animal skin clothes torn, its flesh ripped open, and blood flowed freely!

The sand and dust on the ground surface flew up!

A wisp of Divine Sense penetrated his heart, scouring his memories and information. Meanwhile, Literary Thought entwined his energy, creating a distant connection. Qiu Yan sensed this and understood!

"Young Clan Chief..." The two Tulang Tribe who had been sent flying backwards landed and hadn't even stood up yet when they saw the scene of Bu Yichi being slapped into the mud by Qiu Yan. They cried out in alarm and struggled to rush over!

"Oh? You two are quite loyal!" Qiu Yan glanced at the two men, and with just that one gesture, they felt a chill run down their spines and froze on the spot!

Rustling...

As the dust settled, the Bu Yichi with the dentures came to his senses. A wave of excruciating pain washed over him, damaging not only his flesh and blood but also his bones!

"Puff!"

He opened his mouth and spat out blood, which was mixed with fragments hidden inside, making people's hair stand on end!

Qiu Yan withdrew his arm, squatted down, and asked, "What are your thoughts now? According to you, I'm strong and you're weak, so you can't beat me and you deserve to be called a coward."

"You!" Bu Yichi looked at Qiu Yan with fear in his eyes and anger burning inside him, but he dared not say a word, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth.

Qiu Yan ignored him, stood up and said to the young soldier, "What do you think should be done with him?" This move was completely unexpected by everyone, even Pang Qianru and Xiao Jian.

The soldier hesitated, a troubled look on his pale face. Finally, he said cautiously, "This person is of extraordinary status. Dealing with him rashly could easily cause trouble. Perhaps... we should let him go."

"Hahaha! Cowardice!" Upon hearing this, Bu Yichi laughed heartily, suddenly understanding. "Even your emperor dares not easily start a war, let alone scholars and soldiers?" He looked at Qiu Yan, feeling that he had found Qiu Yan's trump card, and was fearless.

"Although you are powerful and your cultivation is above mine, you still dare not kill me, precisely because of the person behind me..."

Puff!

A sudden explosion rang out, Bu Yichi's head shattered like a watermelon hitting the ground, red and white fragments scattering everywhere!

Quiet!

Those around were stunned by what they saw. Even Pang Qianru, who had been watching the spectacle with amusement, widened her eyes and froze on her face.

Withdrawing his left hand, which had been circulating Void Force, Qiu Yan shook his head. "To disregard Order, yet attempt to use the Order of the Central Lands to save one's life—isn't that a contradiction? To call those who abide by Order weak, to think oneself superior to Order, yet to realize the importance of Order when facing life and death and to try to exploit it—what a clever scheme."

As he spoke, he took out paper and pen from his bosom and, in full view of everyone, wrote in mid-air. With a flick of the pen, a soul that had flown out of the corpse was drawn in and held captive!

"Order and kindness are not cowardice or fear. However, to experience a different kind of Human Path, I, Qiu, might as well indulge myself and follow my Human Desires on this Grasslands!"

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