Robbing the Bandits

"Hey, Mu Yang, you've taken the Senzu Beans. When are you going to deliver the aquatic products you mentioned?" Korin, who had been thinking about his deal with Mu Yang, quickly urged him as he saw that Mu Yang was no longer fixated on the images he saw in the three water tanks.

Mu Yang smiled faintly. It seemed that Korin, having lived on Karin Tower for so long, was very concerned about those aquatic products. "Korin the Immortal, please rest assured. I always keep my word. I'll bring the aquatic products over right away."

"Mhm, just as soon as possible," Korin stroked his beard, no longer anxious.

After recuperating on Karin Tower for a while longer, Mu Yang waved goodbye to Korin. "Korin the Immortal, I'm heading down now. Wait for my good news."

With that, he stepped forward and leaped directly off Karin Tower.

A strong wind blew towards him, and Mu Yang became like a flying swallow, cleaving through the storm as he descended.

Leaving Karin Tower was much easier than climbing it. The sharp wind brushed against his face, and Mu Yang narrowed his eyes as his descent speed increased. In the blink of an eye, he pierced through layers of clouds, and the horizon gradually transformed from curved to flat.

Swish, a black shadow broke through the atmosphere, trailing a long wake. Mu Yang began to approach the ground. In less than ten minutes, the dense forest below gradually came into focus.

Looking at the beautiful scenery in the distance, a sense of unbridled freedom surged within him.

It had taken him four days to climb Karin Tower, but descending only took a few minutes.

"I can already see the big forest." As he was about to land, he applied the brakes, using the Sky Dance Technique to halt his descent. Then, he made a ninety-degree turn and, with a whoosh, flew horizontally in the direction away from Karin's Holy Land.

Like all sacred lands, Karin's Holy Land was quite peculiar. There seemed to be a mysterious power that prevented anyone from climbing Karin Tower unless they started from the base. Otherwise, even with advanced technology, it was impossible to reach the top. The same applied to descending.

"Hey, did something just fly past? Did it look like a person?"

Near the edge of the sacred land, the Native Americans guarding Karin Tower saw Mu Yang's retreating figure. One of them asked doubtfully.

"Are your eyes playing tricks on you? How could a person move that fast?" his companion nearby scoffed.

"Uh, maybe I was mistaken."

The man was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled.

"Hey, you two over there, train your hunting skills diligently. If you want to become guardians of the sacred land, you need to double your efforts," the elder-like Native American admonished them when he saw two people whispering while hunting.

Guardians like them were usually stationed at various locations within Karin's Holy Land, living in tribal communities. Only the strong within the tribe, after being selected, were qualified to serve as guardians near Karin Tower.

Mu Yang was unaware that his passage through Karin's Holy Land had attracted the attention of the Native American tribe. By this time, he had already flown out of the sacred land's boundaries. In his mind, he was pondering how to obtain aquatic products for Korin. This wasn't a major problem; Mu Yang could go to a seaport to buy them. There were many kinds of sea fish there, guaranteeing Korin's satisfaction. The problem was... he didn't have much money on him, and the fishmongers certainly wouldn't sell to him.

He couldn't just rob them, could he?

Mu Yang remembered a treasure trove on the seabed in the original story, filled with various gold and silver treasures. He recalled that when Son Goku clashed with the Red Ribbon Army, he had accidentally entered the treasure trove once while being pursued by General Blue.

Unfortunately, Mu Yang didn't know the exact location of the treasure. Moreover, it was still decades before that event was supposed to happen, and the treasure might not even exist yet.

Suddenly, an idea struck him. He remembered Launch and Yamcha from the original story. In their early days, they had made a living by robbing others.

"Maybe I can go rob someone too." Earth's order was generally stable, but in many remote corners, there were still gangs specializing in illegal activities. Mu Yang felt no qualms about robbing them. "I'll consider it robbing the rich to help the poor and solve my immediate problem."

Of course, places where bandits operated were either remote mountainous areas or essential trade routes. They had to be primitive and desolate, beyond the reach of the police.

Clearly, the latter would be more effective for catching big fish than the former. With this thought, Mu Yang formed a plan and began searching for areas where bandits were active.

After flying for about an hour, Mu Yang arrived at a desolate location, connecting two cities. It was a necessary route for merchants, and the surroundings were very barren—an ideal place for banditry. He flew in the sky, searching for traces of bandits for a while, and soon spotted an old-fashioned motorcycle speeding through the wilderness.

The rider wore a red bandana, a dark scarf around his neck, a patterned coat draped over his body, and a large saber slung at his waist, as if he wanted everyone to know he was a bandit.

Following closely behind, Mu Yang discovered a cave at the base of a rocky ledge piled with ochre soil, where a group of bandits had gathered.

These are the people I'm looking for!

Finally finding his target, Mu Yang's eyes lit up. He stopped hiding and swaggered towards the group of bandits.

"You people, hand over everything valuable you have."

The sudden voice startled the bandits who were gathered there drinking. However, upon seeing a young boy enter, their astonishment turned into amusement.

"Hahaha, I'm always the one robbing others. This is really strange. Where did this brash kid come from? Doesn't he know where he is? He actually dares to try and rob me."

The bandit leader, with a fierce expression, smashed his ceramic bowl to the ground with a clang and drew a gleaming saber. At the same time, he stepped on half a skull exposed from the sand, and the bandit leader grinned menacingly, "Listen up, you guys, draw your weapons and show this kid what we're made of. When it comes to killing and plundering, we're the professionals."

"Heh heh, that's right, boss."

"Foolish kid, you've got a death wish!"

Seeing this, the other subordinates also revealed cruel smiles and drew their sabers in unison.

The entire bandit group, over twenty people, lived a life on the edge. In their eyes, there was no such thing as mercy. Killing and plundering were perfectly normal businesses, and there was no more profitable trade! Over the years, they had killed countless innocent people. Even adding this boy wouldn't make much difference.

Mu Yang scanned his surroundings and noticed scattered bones throughout the cave. Seeing the bandits drawing their sabers and advancing, a hint of coldness appeared on his lips.

They're all desperate men!

No wonder they're so bold.

But they don't seem to understand who's actually robbing whom today!

"Since you're not cooperating, don't blame me. Remember not to do such wicked deeds in your next life."

"Haha, this kid is joking..." The bandits looked at each other and burst into laughter. But soon, their laughter died down.

Mu Yang let out a low hum, and in the next second, he unleashed a bit of his power. Suddenly, immense force rose from beneath his feet, and countless afterimages flashed within the cave. At this moment, Mu Yang seemed to have transformed into an Asura, unleashing a frenzied slaughter. Facing Mu Yang, these bandits didn't even have time to react. After a moment, he returned to his original position as if nothing had happened.

Clink, clatter, the sound of metal hitting the ground echoed. The bandits stared with wide eyes, their pupils bloodshot, but in the next second, they all collapsed to the ground, their faces filled with disbelief.

"They deserved to die," Mu Yang's voice was extremely cold, his gaze indifferent as he looked ahead.