Chapter 392: I am a Good Person (A Grand Chapter of 3,800 Words)

Huishan.

Guniu Dagang, the plaza.

The crowd was bustling, cups were clinking, and it was lively indeed.

Suddenly, a shriek rang out, followed by a succession of screams and gasps, instantly drawing the gaze of more than half the plaza.

Following the crowd's line of sight, one could see a dozen headless corpses, their brains splattered across the ground in a riot of colors, along with a puddle of flesh that looked as if it had been minced by a thousand blades, emitting a bloody stench that made one want to retch.

The young disciples who had followed their elders to pay a visit had never seen such a gruesome sight; their faces turned deathly pale, and they began to vomit uncontrollably.

"Who, who has the guts of a bear and the heart of a leopard to dare cause trouble at the Xuanyuan family, killing so many people in one breath, and they were all Guest Ministers of the Xuanyuan family..."

This was not just one person's thought, but the shared sentiment of everyone present.

As the crowd shifted their gaze, they saw the black-clad youth standing beside the corpses, and for a moment, there was another wave of speechless silence.

The youth stood with his hands behind his back, his long hair cascading down, his impossibly handsome face carrying a faint, elusive smile.

His slender figure stood before the group of headless corpses, yet he did not give off a terrifying feeling; instead, he carried a hint of an eerie, mysterious aura that made one's heart race and lose control.

"Unbelievable... to think there is such a beautiful person in this world..."

"So beautiful, this beauty has transcended the physical appearance of man or woman, causing one's soul to sink into it unconsciously; the Rouge List has never recorded this, I fear someone has tampered with it in secret."

Many were stunned by this peerless elegance, while others shook their heads and sighed.

"How bold. To cause such a disaster—if I were him, I would have fled in the chaos long ago."

"Flee? Stop joking. This is Huishan, the Xuanyuan family. Not only is their influence spread throughout Jianzhou with experts as numerous as clouds, but they also have that supreme expert, the Xuanyuan Old Ancestor, presiding here."

"Hehe, with such looks, if he were to submit and serve that old family head of the Xuanyuan family, lying beneath his crotch and serving the Xuanyuan Old Ancestor well, not only would there be no danger to his life, but it would be a great stroke of fortune, hehehe..."

The moment this person's lewd laughter began, a bloody hole was suddenly pierced through his forehead, and he fell backward toward the sky, followed by another round of gasps. Yet no one saw how this person died, as if a formless and intangible disaster had suddenly descended.

Of course, some recognized the identity of "Murong Tonghuang," but were even more astonished.

This was clearly a dashing youth known for his beauty, born into nothing more than a minor family; why would he have such cultivation, or perhaps... was someone framing him?

But no matter the speculation, daring to cause trouble on Huishan would never end well.

"Kid, committing murder in broad daylight, you truly do not put the heroes of Jianzhou in your eyes." A middle-aged man stepped out first, a long saber at his waist, a sinister smile on his face.

This person was not a direct descendant or Guest Minister of the Xuanyuan family, but a saber-wielder with quite a reputation in the Edo of Jianzhou.

He had originally wanted to borrow a saber manual from the Xuanyuan family but did not want to stay on as a Guest Minister; he was just wondering how to curry favor with the Xuanyuan family when such a perfect opportunity bumped into him, and he was naturally overjoyed.

Besides the middle-aged saber-wielder, seven or eight others darted out, all experts of the Xuanyuan family; several of these Guest Ministers had been famous underworld experts in Jianzhou before joining Huishan.

"Attack together, capture him!!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!

Nine figures shot out simultaneously, darting toward Yu Liancheng.

Each displayed their unique skills, wanting to capture this troublemaker to claim the credit.

Although these nine had never worked together, their strength was quite impressive, and while their coordination was rough, it still had some method to it.

There was no shortage of experts in the plaza, but those who could truly take on the simultaneous attack of these nine could be counted on one's fingers.

Just as everyone thought it was a sure thing and a good show was about to end,

a jaw-dropping scene occurred.

Before anyone could see how Yu Liancheng moved, these nine experts were sent flying backward with a boom, either overturning banquet tables or crashing into other Guest Ministers who intended to attack.

The banquet tables were shattered, and those struck were left with broken bones and severed tendons.

As for the nine who had taken a solid blow from Yu Liancheng, except for one Guest Minister who practiced external martial arts and was left on the verge of death, the rest all had their chests collapsed and their breath cut off.

The crowd was horrified; it was one thing not to have seen Yu Liancheng move before, but now they finally knew how brilliant this handsome man's martial arts were.

"A bunch of idiots. Clearly intending to capture me, yet each of you was so restrained, unwilling to use your full strength. If you don't die, who will?" Yu Liancheng sneered.

Of the nine who had just attacked him, let alone trying to kill him, not even one had intended to seriously injure him; they had merely wanted to capture him.

As for the reason, it was quite simple.

They all wanted to present him to the Xuanyuan Old Ancestor; if he were dead or disfigured, they might not only fail to flatter him but instead provoke the Old Ancestor into a towering rage.

Yu Liancheng wore a smile as he looked around.

The entire plaza was now silent; no one dared to speak, and no one even dared to breathe loudly. Anyone who met his gaze immediately lowered their head, their faces deathly pale, as if they had encountered a natural predator.

Yu Liancheng walked forward, and the gathered crowd immediately cleared a path for him to pass.

He sat down at a banquet table, picked up a wine pot, and took a drink, feeling thoroughly satisfied, and laughed aloud: "I am not Brother Crow, I generally don't flip tables. Everyone, eat and drink as you please, treat it as if you were in your own home, don't be polite at all."

However, the atmosphere remained cold and silent; no one dared to move.

After a long while, someone tried to take a step, and then the crowd scattered with a roar, moving far away from the area where Yu Liancheng was, whispering to each other.

"Such tyrannical methods. If I had been a bit slower in attacking earlier, I fear I would be lying here as a corpse now too."

Many experts who had originally intended to attack to curry favor with the Xuanyuan family felt lingering fear, their faces showing signs of dread.

"The people who just attacked were all famous figures in Jianzhou, yet when nine of them attacked together, they couldn't even take a single move. This person is not only handsome in appearance, but his skills are even more handsome."

"Heh, but what of it? This is Huishan, and the Xuanyuan Old Ancestor is presiding here. Unless he is a Finger-Mystic or Heavenly Phenomenon expert, he will not escape death..."

The experts in the plaza lowered their heads and discussed, occasionally casting their gaze toward that dashing and handsome figure.

They knew full well that a great battle was about to follow, which might implicate the innocent, yet not a single person was willing to leave.

If they missed such a good show, they would likely regret it for a long time.

"You arrogant scoundrel, daring to come to my Xuanyuan family to cause trouble, I think you are tired of living."

Before long, a steady voice rang out, rolling back and forth across the plaza, showing quite impressive internal energy cultivation.

One could see the crowd surging, layer upon layer, as a hundred or so people poured out like a tide. Nearly a hundred archers with exceptional arm strength occupied the high ground, their eyes as sharp as hawks, drawing their bows and nocking arrows, ready to strike.

There were also twenty or so Guest Ministers, all long-famous experts in the Edo, occupying the surroundings and surrounding Yu Liancheng tightly, leaving no path for survival.

The leader was the second son of Xuanyuan Guoqi—Xuanyuan Jingyi. He was handsome and had a steady temperament; in his youth, he was hailed as the dashing young master of the Jiangdong Rare Treasures.

He was skilled at fostering retainers and building momentum; after his elder brother Xuanyuan Jingcheng was abandoned by the Old Ancestor, he had even more widely recruited guests from all over the world. Whenever the greenwood heroes of the nearby provinces mentioned him, they would give a thumbs up and praise him as the "Timely Rain of Jiangdong."

Xuanyuan Jingyi, who had always been restrained in his sharpness, was now full of gloomy murderous intent; he had almost single-handedly organized the Old Ancestor's birthday celebration today.

If something were to go wrong, not only would the Xuanyuan family's reputation be dragged through the mud, but he himself would also face severe punishment.

Now, their bright and beautiful facade had been smeared by someone.

Only the enemy's blood could wash it clean.

"No matter who you are, coming to my Xuanyuan family to cause trouble, there is only a dead end. Little brat, Ziyao, once I give the order, I will have you shot into a hedgehog."

Xuanyuan Jingyi looked at Yu Liancheng, immediately shaken by this exquisitely beautiful skin, and his tone shifted slightly, becoming softer.

"Of course, my Xuanyuan family is not without the capacity for tolerance. If you kowtow to admit your guilt now and surrender, there may yet be a way to live. With your martial arts talent, if you join my Xuanyuan family and receive the Old Ancestor's guidance, you will have the chance to become a First-Rank Expert in the future and stand proudly over the world."

If he were to present this person to the Old Ancestor, given the Old Ancestor's personality, he would not only avoid punishment but would instead be heavily rewarded. Hence, he used a mix of threats and temptations.

Yu Liancheng tilted his head to drink a cup of wine, propped his cheek with his hand, scanned with a calm gaze, and said in a mocking tone: "No matter who disturbs my drinking and eating, there is only a dead end. If you kneel down and kowtow now, I might spare your life, and I could even reward you with a bone to gnaw on."

"You..." Xuanyuan Jingyi's face darkened further; as one of the actual power-holders of the Xuanyuan family, he had not heard such arrogant and rude words in a long time.

"Haha, Second Brother, not everyone buys that act of yours; let me handle it."

Another tall and sturdy man in fine clothing walked straight out, his hands resting on the edge of his red agate belt, his way of looking at people giving the impression of someone looking down on all living beings; it was Xuanyuan Jingyi's younger brother, Xuanyuan Jingxuan.

Everyone's expression turned stern.

Among the three branches of the Xuanyuan family, the eldest son Xuanyuan Jingcheng was a good-for-nothing who only knew how to read, while the second son Xuanyuan Jingyi was slick and sophisticated, having absorbed many martial arts forces that could not be underestimated.

As for the third son, Xuanyuan Jingxuan, he was advancing by leaps and bounds on the path of Martial Dao, and his future achievements would be no lower than those of his father, Xuanyuan Guoqi.

"What a beauty, truly handsome, especially this little mouth... tsk tsk tsk..."

Xuanyuan Jingxuan looked Yu Liancheng up and down, his eyes revealing a lewd color.

This third Xuanyuan son not only had the Old Ancestor's talent for learning martial arts but also had a similarly dissolute personality. He had even publicly teased his sister-in-law, saying, "Dumplings are delicious, but nothing is more delicious than one's sister-in-law."

Yu Liancheng said calmly: "Do you want to die?!"

"I want to die?" Xuanyuan Jingxuan was stunned for a moment, then burst into loud laughter: "Beauty, you don't think that just because you killed a few Guest Ministers you are invincible in the world, do you? Do you know what realm I am in now, having received the Old Ancestor's pointers and supplemented it with medicinal pills to fill my Qi Sea?"

Yu Liancheng said flatly: "Second Grade peak, about to surpass Vajra and step into the Mysterious Profound Realm."

"Your eye for detail is not bad," Xuanyuan Jingxuan sneered.

Xuanyuan Jingyi's face sank; the third brother was actually about to become a Mysterious Profound Realm expert. He feared that no matter how hard he worked in the future, he would only be a foil for the third brother.

Yu Liancheng said slowly: "Your Qi Sea is unstable; this kind of realm achieved by pulling on seedlings to help them grow is inherently a tree without roots, and it is of no benefit to the long-term Martial Dao."

"Haha, little beauty, hearing these words from your little mouth is truly sincere and heartfelt, it really enlightened me; my stomach hurts from laughing."

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Jingxuan's face darkened, he stomped his toes on the ground, his figure leaped high, fast as lightning, and he suddenly swept in front of Yu Liancheng.

He flipped his large hand, condensed his Qi on his palm, and slammed both palms down onto Yu Liancheng's shoulders, the airflow whistling and exploding, a ferocious look appearing on his face: "Dare to be presumptuous on Huishan, kneel for me!"

However, with this press that utilized half of his strength, the other party remained motionless, as if only a speck of dust had fallen on his shoulder.

"Then you kneel."

Yu Liancheng raised his arm and pressed back onto Xuanyuan Jingxuan's shoulder.

The surging, torrential power was like a river flowing backward; after just a moment of stalemate, Xuanyuan Jingxuan could no longer support himself and, with a "thump," knelt to the ground.

The hard blue bricks shattered inch by inch, and his knees sank deep into the ground.

Xuanyuan Jingxuan's eyes were filled with bloodshot veins, his pupils seemed about to burst, and he used all his strength to try to stand up, but the large hand pressing on his shoulder was like a mountain, pressing down until his bones creaked.

"Go to hell!"

Xuanyuan Jingxuan's face was twisted, he roared crazily, gathered all his Qi, and punched toward Yu Liancheng.

Now that he was kneeling on the ground, this punch would at most hit the lower abdomen.

But the desperate struggle of a Second Grade peak expert could not be underestimated.

Before the fist reached the lower abdomen, the hand Yu Liancheng had on Xuanyuan Jingxuan's shoulder pressed down again, and infinite force erupted.

Crack, crack.

Only the sound of bones bursting was heard coming from Xuanyuan Jingxuan's shoulder.

Immediately following, it was like triggering a chain reaction, spreading from his shoulder to his entire body, the crackling sound of breaking bones incessant, like a string of firecrackers.

In just an instant, apart from his head, there was not a single intact bone in Xuanyuan Jingxuan's entire body.

When Yu Liancheng let go of his shoulder, he collapsed like mud; with his Second Grade peak strength, he could not die in a short time, emitting painful groans, wishing for death.

"You say, with such weak strength, why are you putting on an act in front of me."

Yu Liancheng lifted his foot and placed it on Xuanyuan Jingxuan's head, saying with pity: "It hurts, doesn't it? It's okay, I'll help you find relief now; after all, I am a good person."

With a force of his foot, the entire skull exploded like a watermelon, yet not a speck of filth stained his body.

Speaking of which, in less than half an hour today, I've exploded a dozen heads; should I take the nickname "Skull Crusher"?