Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 304: Chapter 304: Lesson Chapter 304: Chapter 304: Lesson The terrifying pressure overwhelmed Xiao Mu, who became extremely frightened and eventually collapsed, kneeling down weakly.

The younger generation of the Xiao family was also frightened into kneeling, their faces pale and drained of strength.

Just with his aura alone, he was able to suppress someone at the first layer of the Tianyuan Realm, showing just how terrifying Feng Wuchen’s strength was.

Xiao Mu was both frightened and furious, as Feng Wuchen had made him kneel in public, undoubtedly humiliating him and trampling on his dignity.

But Xiao Mu was powerless to resist, no matter how angry he was he didn’t dare to lash out, and the younger members of the Xiao family didn’t dare to make a sound.

The street fell into silence, and more and more people came to watch. Everyone was scared out of their wits by Feng Wuchen’s terrifying pressure.

“Smack!”

Liu Qingyang stepped forward briskly and delivered a fierce slap to Xiao Mu’s face. The crisp sound echoed, and the force of the slap instantly left a fiery red imprint on Xiao Mu’s cheek.

“You all were quite arrogant just now, weren’t you? Quite domineering, right? Now why are you all so scared? Where’s that breeze of yours that was snatching things and hitting people?” Liu Qingyang shouted angrily, then delivered another slap.

“Smack!”

With a slap, Liu Qingyang shouted furiously, “Is the younger generation of the Xiao family so remarkable? Can you just bully people as you please? Is this what the Xiao family teaches you, these dog things? Even dogs are more obedient than you! I’m going to properly discipline you for the Xiao family today, to teach you dogs some respect and to know your place!”

Liu Qingyang kept slapping, one after the other, until Xiao Mu’s face swelled up, the corners of his mouth streaked with blood.

“Smack! Smack! Smack!”

Liu Qingyang continued to slap without any mercy, sparing neither man nor woman, and the sound of the slaps spread through the silent street–it was all one could hear.

Onlookers on the street dared not intervene. Cultivators who did not know Feng Wuchen’s identity and were about to step in were stopped by other cultivators.

He is Feng Wuchen!

These five words could stop any cultivators wanting to intervene at the first instant!

Feng Wuchen’s reputation was known across Jiuzhou; who would dare to provoke such a terrifying god of slaughter? Did they have a death wish?

“Feng Wuchen, what do you want to do?” Xiao Mu endured his fear, his swollen face incredibly unsightly as he shouted at Feng Wuchen in anger, having reached the extreme point of rage. If he held it in any longer, he felt he might explode.

Feng Wuchen didn’t speak at all, letting Liu Qingyang take the lead entirely. Liu Qingyang could keep hitting until whenever, and even if he killed Xiao Mu, Feng Wuchen would not intervene, nor was he afraid of offending the Xiao family.

“Smack!”

Another slap landed on Xiao Mu’s swollen face, this time knocking out a mouthful of fresh blood from him.

“Answer me! Do you still bully people with your status?” Liu Qingyang shouted angrily, appearing very threatening.

“You!” Xiao Mu was seething with rage, glaring fiercely at Liu Qingyang.

Xiao Mu was so furiously enraged that he was nearly losing his mind. As a talented member of the younger generation of the Xiao family, when had he ever been humiliated like this? When had he ever been subjected to such frustration? When had anyone ever gotten the better of him and he hadn’t retaliated?

But deep inside, Xiao Mu kept reminding himself to endure! He must endure! Otherwise, his life would be over!

“Smack!”

Xiao Mu’s gaze held no threat to Liu Qingyang, only inviting another slap.

“Brother Liu! Good job! Hit him hard!” Miao Qingqing shouted with great satisfaction.

Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao watched indifferently from the sideline, with no intention of intervening.

“If you don’t answer me, I will keep hitting you until you do!” Liu Qingyang shouted angrily, his palm raised, ready to strike as soon as Xiao Mu didn’t respond.

Xiao Mu’s swollen face twitched violently as he endured his rage, reluctantly answering, “I won’t bully people with my status anymore!”

“Smack!”

Liu Qingyang landed another slap, stunning Xiao Mu–who couldn’t believe he was still being hit after answering.

Liu Qingyang shouted, “Louder, where did that loud voice go when you were bullying people with your status? Do you still dare to do it?”

“I don’t dare!” Xiao Mu roared furiously.

“Smack!”

Another slap from Liu Qingyang as he shouted, “You son of a turtle! Why are you yelling? You scared me! Are you trying to scare me to death? I’ll slap you until I do!”

Not answering got him hit, a soft answer got him hit, and a loud answer also got him hit–what was he supposed to do?

Xiao Mu had completely lost his reason, burning with rage, his eyes filled with bloodshot fury, as the dread of his killing intent rolled out fiercely.

“Smack!”

Another slap from Liu Qingyang, and the enraged Xiao Mu began to turn his head inch by inch to look at Liu Qingyang, resolute in his decision to tear Liu Qingyang to pieces, to grind his bones and scatter them to the winds!

But as soon as Xiao Mu’s killing intent began to spread, it was instantly suppressed by an even more terrifying killing intent from Feng Wuchen, scaring him into immediate submission; his anger vanishing instantly, leaving only fear.

“Hmph! You want to kill me?” Liu Qingyang said fiercely, as True Yuan surged within him. Although he was only at the sixth layer of the Yuandan Realm, slapping with True Yuan was completely different. It was enough to knock out Xiao Mu’s front teeth and smash his mouth.

“Smack!”

With those words, Liu Qingyang landed another True Yuan-infused slap, drawing even more blood from Xiao Mu and sending two of his teeth flying.

The fiery pain on his face was unbearable for Xiao Mu.

“Do you understand what ‘first come, first served’ means?” Liu Qingyang raised his palm and asked furiously, ready to slap Xiao Mu down without hesitation should he answer wrongly.

Xiao Mu could no longer muster any defiance and nodded in terror, saying, “I understand! I understand!”

“Smack!”

No sooner had Xiao Mu finished speaking than Liu Qingyang’s hand struck again, the sound of the crisp smack signifying that Xiao Mu was spitting blood once more.

As onlookers on the street saw Liu Qingyang wildly slapping him, they were all terrified. The blows were too harsh, Xiao Mu’s swollen face was bruised all over.

“Sorry, got carried away there, thought you hadn’t realized your mistake,” Liu Qingyang said, slightly startled, as though he had grown used to the slapping.

Xiao Mu, upon hearing this, almost spat out blood in anger!

“Smack smack smack!” Liu Qingyang’s palm, condensed with powerful force, moved with lightning speed, delivering dozens of slaps in an instant, leaving Xiao Mu dazed and dizzy, until at last he fell to the ground.

“Big brother Xiao Mu!” The younger members of the Xiao Family were beyond frightened, worried that Xiao Mu would be beaten to death right there and then.

“Hmph! Truly bringing shame upon the Xiao Family! Let’s leave it at this for today,” Liu Qingyang shouted angrily, his rage now fully vented, though he had stopped short of killing Xiao Mu.

His fierce gaze swept toward the Xiao Family juniors, and Liu Qingyang asked angrily, “And you?”

“We wouldn’t dare! We wouldn’t dare!” The Xiao Family juniors shook their heads and waved their hands frantically in fear, backing away. They were terrified that Liu Qingyang might dispense a barrage of slaps to them as well.

“Brother Feng, let’s go,” Liu Qingyang said, looking at Feng Wuchen and shook his own right hand, muttering, “My hand’s tired from all that slapping.”

“Feng Wuchen, just you wait… I’ll make sure Young Master Zhang has you killed! Young Master Zhang is not someone you can afford to offend,” Xiao Mu climbed up, glaring at Feng Wuchen with venomous anger.

“Young Master Zhang? That top artifact refining genius of the Mainland?” Feng Wuchen let out a cold chuckle, recalling the conversations overheard in the restaurant, which included respectful mentions of Young Master Zhang.

Feng Wuchen, though unaware of Young Master Zhang’s true identity, was not in the least bit afraid.

When it came to alchemy and artifact refining, Feng Wuchen had never feared anyone.

It was only that Feng Wuchen did not immediately connect the name Young Master Zhang to Zhang Junlan; it had been so long since their paths crossed, and there were so many with the surname Zhang on the Mainland after all.

“Go back and tell Xiao Tianchen and the rest not to provoke me, or they can’t blame me for being rude!” Feng Wuchen said coldly, the sound of his voice instilling fear in those who heard it.

Only after the group of four, led by Feng Wuchen, had left did the gathered crowd on the street manage to regain their senses.

“The younger generation of the Xiao Family just keeps getting worse, always bullying others with their power,” some murmured.

“Indeed! The juniors of the Xiao Family are truly detestable. Compared to Leng Qingfeng, they fall far short.”

“The Xiao Family will eventually be brought down by their own hands.”

The cultivators on the street shook their heads one by one, with no sympathy to be found amongst them. They all felt that Xiao Mu and his cohort had brought this disgrace upon themselves.

Not long after Feng Wuchen had departed, the younger members of the Xiao Family had to support Xiao Mu, who resembled a battered pig’s head, and leave in humiliation; they had lost all face to remain in Divine Pill City.

Feng Wuchen and his companions went to the auction house. His presence caused quite a stir among the people there.

Chu Changkong and the Shen Dan Masters must have instructed them well; the guards and maids of the auction house were exceedingly respectful, treating Feng Wuchen and his companions as if they were emperors.

In the auction house’s huge hall, many were shocked and envious of the deference shown to Feng Wuchen and his companions, very curious about who they were.

“Who are they? The auction house is so respectful toward them,” some asked.

“Yeah, even if Sect Master Leng himself were here, he wouldn’t receive such treatment, right?” others chimed in.

“That’s Feng Wuchen, a name that resounds throughout Jiuzhou. The auction house wouldn’t dare offend him.”

“What? That’s Feng Wuchen?”

Those who recognized Feng Wuchen found it perfectly normal that the auction house would not dare to provoke someone of his stature.

The myriad cultivators at the auction house watched Feng Wuchen with faces of shock and awe.

If they knew that the auction house had already submitted to Feng Wuchen, who knew what expressions they would be wearing?

However, Feng Wuchen did not disturb the Shen Dan Masters; he simply purchased some forging materials and then left Divine Pill City, heading towards the Nan Gong family estate.

Otherwise, he might have caused the cultivators at the auction house to faint from fright.

The objective of Feng Wuchen and his companions was to take back the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower.

“Brother Feng, are we going straight to the Nan Gong family like this?” Liu Qingyang suddenly asked.

“If not, then what?” Feng Wuchen glanced at Liu Qingyang.

“When visiting someone’s home, one ought to bring a gift, right? Otherwise people might say we lack manners,” Liu Qingyang said, spreading his hands and sporting a playful look.

“Then let’s just bring some coffins! I saw a coffin shop when we were leaving the city,” Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile.

“I saw it too! Brother Feng, wait for me,” Liu Qingyang turned and dashed back into the city.

At the coffin shop, before the shopkeeper could speak, Liu Qingyang said, “Shopkeeper, I’ll take all the coffins in your shop!”

“All of them?” The shopkeeper was slightly taken aback and asked uncertainly, “Young man, there are over three hundred coffins in my shop. Are you sure you want them all?”

“All of them!” Liu Qingyang didn’t hesitate in the slightest.

“Who in the world has lost so many people?” the shopkeeper muttered to himself, then went to prepare the coffins for Liu Qingyang.