Kunyu City.
When Ye Xuan entered again, the atmosphere in the city was much more tense than before.
There were almost no cultivators left in the middle of the street; everyone had moved to the sides of the road, as if the middle of the street had become a forbidden area.
"Da da da--"
Suddenly, a series of piercing sounds rang out.
Ye Xuan looked up and saw a group of cultivators riding horses at breakneck speed, charging wildly.
The iron hooves pounded the ground with a loud clattering sound, raising clouds of dust and smoke.
Some of the cultivators were even holding ropes in their hands, and some of them were tied to those ropes.
However, those cultivators had their cultivation crippled and were covered in wounds.
They were dragged miserably on the ground, leaving a long trail of blood.
"Alas, these people are truly pitiful. They only got close to the Chu Clan back then, and yet they suffered such a cruel fate. I wonder how many more people they will kill."
"How many people will we kill? Heh heh, just wait and see. This matter will never be over until that mysterious expert is found!"
"Yes, Jing Hao and Wang Ran were murdered in the street, and Chu Xue was rescued in full view of everyone. How can they let this go if the murderer isn't found?"
"However, their inhumane methods of arresting people are truly excessive."
"Sigh, Kunyu City is probably not going to be peaceful anytime soon. We ants should hurry up and leave to lay low for a while. Otherwise, if we get caught one day, we might not even be able to die."
The monks hiding on both sides of the street watched this scene while whispering among themselves, their eyes filled with bitterness and sorrow.
As the saying goes, "When the rabbit dies, the fox grieves," how glorious was the Chu Clan when it was at its zenith!
He had countless vassals and followers under his command, and his glory was boundless.
Now, the Chu Clan has lost power and was wiped out overnight, and even its vassals have been implicated.
Ye Xuan stood in the crowd, watching this scene with cold eyes, but he did not say a word.
At that moment, a surge of anger suddenly welled up in his heart.
That was anger at the laws governing survival in this world.
He could understand the law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak and the mighty are respected.
But he found it hard to accept that such an inhumane act would involve others.
Ye Xuan asked himself honestly and openly.
Even though he had killed countless people and was ruthless, he only killed those who deserved to die and those who had provoked him.
He has a clear conscience.
However, now, these so-called Lineage forces are implicated because of his killing of Jing Hao and Wang Ran, which has affected so many innocent people.
Ye Xuan still found this somewhat unacceptable.
After all, no matter how ruthless and indifferent to life and death he was, he still possessed the soul of a modern person.
He could not accept this inhumane and unreasonable killing and the ensuing repercussions.
"Da da da!"
The piercing sound of horses' hooves continued to echo, and the earth trembled, creating a series of booming sounds.
The dust that was kicked up fell heavily on the cultivators who were hiding on both sides.
Those cultivators dared not dodge, nor dared they utter a word.
That is the tragedy of being an insignificant person.
Without strength, you are nothing but an ant.
In front of these powerful figures, daring to utter a single word is tantamount to courting death.
Weakness is the original sin!
"Ah--"
As the iron hooves pounded the ground, faint screams and wails could still be heard.
Those were the voices of those cultivators whose cultivation had been crippled.
No matter how glorious or powerful they once were.
Now that his cultivation has been destroyed, it's already the greatest disaster; he's practically a cripple.
Now, bound and dragged along the ground in such a miserable manner, paraded through the streets in public, the physical and mental pain and torment must have been unbearable.
"Get out of here!"
Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, and Ye Xuan turned his head to look.
A monk hiding on either side of the road had angered one of the mounted monks because the crowd was too dense and he was too close to the center of the street.
The mounted cultivator let out a sinister laugh and, without the slightest hesitation, swung his whip and lashed out at the other cultivator.
The whip cracked sharply in the air as it lashed out at the cultivator.
That cultivator was at least a Spirit Transformation Realm expert, yet he didn't dare to dodge at all.
With a snap, he let the whip fall on his body, not even daring to muster his Spiritual Qi to resist, and was directly whipped away.
With a loud bang.
His body fell heavily to the ground, splattering blood everywhere.
The mounted monk sneered, not even glancing at him twice, and instantly rode away.
The cultivators on both sides of the road, witnessing this scene, felt a renewed sense of sorrow, a feeling of shared grief for the fallen.
How innocent was that cultivator who was sent flying?
He has already moved to both sides.
He was whipped simply because the street wasn't wide enough, there were too many people on both sides, and he was on the outermost edge, close to the center of the street.
Although that lash didn't kill the opponent, the injury caused by the tearing of Spiritual Qi would take a considerable amount of time to heal.
Most importantly, you need to spend money to buy healing pills!
Ye Xuan took a deep breath and couldn't help but clench his fists.
He felt he had to do something!
Otherwise, he wouldn't be at peace!
If those cultivators whose cultivation was crippled had nothing to do with him, he would absolutely not meddle in their affairs.
But since the matter had already involved him, he could no longer ignore it.
This is different from Chu Xue back then. When Chu Xue was bullied, it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't know the reason, so he didn't bother with it at first.
And now, those cultivators who were crippled were all implicated because he killed Jing Hao and Wang Ran.
"That's enough, that's enough."
"Now that I'm involved in this, I don't mind settling scores and doing my part as a chivalrous hero!"
"Today, I, Ye Xuan, will also become a guardian, wielding a three-foot-long sword to uphold justice and eliminate all injustice!"
Ye Xuan thought to himself.
Suddenly, his state of mind seemed to have been elevated, and his Dao heart became more firm and well-rounded.
At this moment, he actually felt the barrier of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
He had a feeling that he could enter the realm of Spirit Transformation at any time if he wanted to!
Ye Xuan did not immediately go to kill the departing cultivators, but instead flashed to the side of the cultivator who had been knocked to the ground.
He didn't say anything, but simply took out a pill and handed it to the other person.
He obtained these pills after killing those Half-Saint in the Azure Cloud Domain, so their quality is naturally very high.
The moment the pill was taken out, a faint fragrance filled the air.
Not only the cultivator who was whipped, but even the onlookers around them could feel it clearly.
In an instant, countless cultivators were shocked, and many even had intense greed in their eyes.
"This... this is a top-grade healing pill, the Supreme Azure Pill?"
After regaining his senses, the cultivator who had fallen to the ground stared at the pill with utter shock, his heart pounding wildly.
At the same time, the monks on horseback who had already gone far ahead seemed to sense something as well.
They suddenly pulled on the reins, bringing their horses to a sudden stop.