Chapter 604: If You Come, Don't Leave

"Hua Wanli, interesting!"

Listening to others heatedly discuss this Hua Wanli, who was indiscriminate in his appetites, Shen Yu couldn't help but smile lightly, but then his gaze turned toward the side of the noodle stall.

At this moment,

a handsome young man was walking by, sat down at the noodle stall, and ordered a bowl of noodles.

Upon hearing the people in the noodle stall discussing Hua Wanli, the expression on his face was truly colorful, and he had the urge to almost drop the noodles in his hands.

Shen Yu could tell that this person had several times wanted to rush up and teach these people a lesson, but he had restrained himself each time, taking a deep breath and turning his anger into appetite, venting his pent-up frustration on the noodles.

It was as if he wasn't eating noodles, but chewing on an enemy, with a fierce glint in his eyes.

However, the Cultivation Method this young man had inside him was a bit interesting; was it Yin-Yang Harmony? No, it was a Cauldron, right!

After looking carefully for a moment, Shen Yu dared to be certain. This young man not only had a special constitution, but he must have also been raised since childhood with medicine and special Cultivation Methods to be used solely as a Cauldron.

He would harvest Yin to replenish Yang, absorbing essence into his own body, which would then be transformed into the purest power. Afterward, someone else would harvest Yang to replenish Yin from him.

To put it bluntly, this young man's body was equivalent to a transfer station; the other party would leave behind the chaotic power and suck away all the essence.

It shouldn't be long before this young man either dies from depletion or is ruined by the chaotic, impurity-like power within him—another one dying in the prime of his life.

Moreover, looking at how disordered the power in his body was, he should be able to release it but not contain it; the inner power was a complete mess, and if he were not careful, he would lose control.

If this were to flare up, given this constitution and Cultivation Method, how would it be any different from taking something like "I Love One Stick of Firewood"?

Tsk tsk, let alone a two or three-hundred-pound fat man, even an eighty-year-old crone wouldn't be able to resist when the time came.

That would still be the better scenario; if there were no women around and only men, that would be truly miserable—he could even drill a hole through an iron pillar.

A spirited young man, one can imagine how difficult his life has been.

"Give me another bowl of these noodles!" Having finished all the noodles in front of him, Shen Yu couldn't help but order another bowl while watching the young man over there. Must say, these noodles were indeed chewy.

Coupled with the people nearby telling half-true, half-false, and half-boasting stories of the Jianghu, and the young man not far away listening and wanting to hit someone but suppressing it—tsk tsk, there was suddenly a feeling of watching a monkey show.

This bottom-tier Jianghu is also quite interesting.

It's just that, regardless of whether there are really so many lonely women willing to be harvested by a flower-picking thief, they still cannot be left alive.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a sound of intense combat and weapons clashing came from afar, moving from a distance toward this side as one chased and the other fled.

Immediately after, two figures could be seen fighting on the rooftops: one was a delicate-looking girl in her twenties, and the other was a middle-aged man of about forty, who looked imposing without being angry.

During their fight, a pebble bounced up and hit the bowl the waiter was about to serve to Shen Yu, shattering it into pieces.

Noodle soup splashed all over the floor, and the waiter was trembling with fear, but Shen Yu just shook his head helplessly. These Jianghu people, fight if you want to fight, but don't hurt the innocent; don't you know that waste is shameful!

The battle on the roof soon drew to a close; the Cultivation Methods the two practiced were very similar, only the middle-aged man's was clearly more refined, while the girl was likely practicing a simplified version.

Added to the fact that he had been practicing for at least twenty years longer than her, the gap was immediately apparent; that she could hold out for so long was already a testament to the girl's ability.

Pinned down by the middle-aged man's hand, the girl tried to struggle, but no matter what, she could not break free from his grip.

"Second Uncle, let me go, let me leave!"

"Little Sixian, don't make things difficult for your uncle. Grandfather said to let you go serve him. I dare not disobey his old man's words, and no one in the family dares to disobey either!"

"Be obedient, will you come back with me nicely?"

"Second Uncle, Second Uncle!" After struggling a few more times and still failing to break free from the other's grip, the girl seemed to be getting a bit anxious.

"Second Uncle, Qiu Ziye, are you not afraid that my father will find out about this?"

"Using your father to pressure me, Qiu Sixian, are you truly ignorant, or are you just playing dumb? If my big brother hadn't nodded, how would I dare to come and catch you!"

Hearing the girl mention his big brother, Qiu Ziye's expression turned somewhat ugly, and he didn't even intend to keep up the pretense anymore.

He had already done enough by pretending with a wild girl until now. Besides, there was no one around them now, so why bother pretending? He might as well just tear off the mask.

"If Grandfather tells you to go, you go; that is your honor. You are still unwilling? What kind of thing do you think you are to dare to refuse?"

"But Great-Grandfather is over a hundred years old; you want me to serve him, you have such cruel hearts. Second Uncle, is there no family affection between us at all?"

"Affection? What family affection is there between us? It's just business, what are you talking about feelings for!"

Holding the other person down with one hand while forcibly dragging her toward the distance, Qiu Ziye said, "My Qiu Family has raised you for twenty years; it is time for you to repay us."

"As for family affection, you probably already know some things yourself; you were just adopted, you have no blood relation to me at all, you aren't worthy!"

"Do you think your father, my good big brother, raised you for what? For family affection? Or to have a daughter?"

"To tell you the truth, the reason he raised you is because he took a fancy to your special constitution; this constitution of yours needs to be cultivated from a young age."

"This big brother of mine, although his temper is bad, he is extremely accurate at judging people and is calculating. If there is anyone in the whole family who is rotten to the core, it is definitely him."

Shaking his head, Qiu Ziye didn't even seem to want to mention his big brother; clearly, he had suffered at his hands more than once.

"My good big brother had originally planned it all out; he intended to pretend to be injured and dying, then tell you the truth that you were adopted, and then inadvertently reveal that as long as you were willing to offer yourself, you could save him!"

"In this way, your voluntary sacrifice would naturally be twice the result with half the effort, and he could take the opportunity to suck dry all your essence to help him reach the next level."

"However, at this time, Grandfather spoke up; Grandfather also took a fancy to you and wanted you to go serve him. Even if my good big brother was unwilling, he had to obediently send you over."

"You, you are just a gift being passed around; do you really think of yourself as a member of the Qiu Family, as the eldest daughter of the Qiu Family?"

"You, you all!" These words left Qiu Sixian speechless.

There were some things she actually knew, but she couldn't be too sure; hearing the real answer now, the last bit of hope was gone.

Shen Yu, at the noodle stall, listening to the conversation over there, couldn't help but shake his head. What kind of family is this? A family of beasts!

And nearby, the young man who had finished all the noodles in his bowl, even drinking the soup to the last drop, stood up, gripped the sword at his side, and walked out with a look of determination.

That gaze had a certain "The wind blows cold, the Yi River is freezing, the hero goes forth and never returns" air about it. But this resolute gaze looked like he was going to his death no matter how you looked at it.

And the direction, it seemed to be toward Qiu Ziye and Qiu Sixian; was he trying to learn from those heroes saving the beauty?

Shaking his head, with just that little bit of power, this guy was probably going to get beaten to death!

Sure enough, when the young man stepped forward with his sword, the Sword Qi seemed to emit a dazzling light, appearing swift and glorious. It looked impressive, but before the sword could even get close, he was discovered.

The other party just waved his hand lightly and sent him flying away.

"All show and no substance, looks good but useless!" Shaking his head, Shen Yu withdrew his gaze. To try and save someone with this level of skill, was he perhaps too full of himself?

"Didn't you leave? Who told you to come back!" Seeing the young man injured at the first exchange, Qiu Sixian shouted in a hurry, "Go quickly, go quickly!"

"Hua Wanli, I didn't expect you to still be in the city! I knew it, his disappearance must be your doing!"

With a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, Qiu Ziye looked at the young man with some excitement, "Since you've come, then don't leave!"

"This time I intended to pursue one person, but I didn't expect an unexpected harvest. Neither of you can run; both of you are things in the pocket of my Qiu Family!"