Chapter 161 - 160: [What Just Happened?]

Chapter 161: Chapter 160: [What Just Happened?]

He Xiaotian cracked his knuckles, walked over to the two men, and said with a wicked smile, "Gentlemen, you are currently suspected of illegal trespassing. According to Article 39 of the Constitution, the homes of Hua Country citizens are inviolable. Unlawful search of or unlawful intrusion into a citizen’s home is prohibited.

"The crime of illegally entering a residence, if convicted, can lead to a sentence of up to three years in prison or criminal detention for serious cases. So, what are you going to do about it?"

The Blade Seller: "..."

"Is a Daoist temple considered a private residence?" Unlike the Blade Seller, who remained silent, Feng Yu, who hadn’t witnessed He Xiaotian’s display of overwhelming power, retorted. He genuinely wasn’t sure if a temple counted as a private home.

’Impressive. Just as expected of someone who dares to default on his debts.’

’How dare you talk back to this guy?’

’He must not have seen the Deceitful Person get hammered to death!’

"Yes, yes, I support Feng Yu’s point," the Blade Seller said, never one to shy away from watching a good show, and even fanned the flames. He was practically hoping He Xiaotian and the others would teach this Feng Yu fellow a lesson.

"Bullshit!" the old Daoist cursed angrily, then continued, "The temple closes at nightfall! The Divine Void Temple forbids anyone from entering or leaving. Not only did you two break in in the middle of the night, but you also destroyed temple property. You expect me to pay for all this out of my own pocket?"

Well, now it didn’t matter whether the temple was a private residence or not. They were clearly in the wrong here.

GULP!

The Blade Seller swallowed hard and, on some strange impulse, asked a question.

"Can I use a blade to cover the debt?"

He Xiaotian shot him a fierce glare, his eyes seeming to say—’What do you think?’

"Heh heh, just kidding, just kidding."

The Blade Seller, shivering, forced a smile.

"I have other business, so I’ll be taking my leave!"

Seeing this, Feng Yu felt things were not developing as he’d hoped. This was not a place to linger.

As soon as the words left his mouth, he turned to slip away.

SLAP!

A massive hand slapped down on his shoulder. Unrivaled Divine Power descended, immobilizing him.

"Young man, the issue of compensation hasn’t been resolved yet. How can you just up and leave? No money? Not a problem. Just write an IOU or do a few years of hard labor. The money will come eventually, won’t it?"

He Xiaotian’s figure had appeared beside Feng Yu at some unknown moment, and he spoke with an arm draped around his shoulder.

’Are you kidding me!’

’That speed is completely unattainable.’

’He appeared next to me in a blur. If he wanted to kill me, wouldn’t it be effortless?’

"Come on, you two, tell me. Have you ever done anything heinous?" He Xiaotian asked, staring at the pair with a serious expression.

He and Shouyangzi had already discussed this yesterday. Those on the righteous path would be allowed to stay and pay for a spot.

After all, the spirit-awakening process didn’t take very long.

As for the eccentric experts from the crooked paths?

’Tsk tsk, we’ll squeeze them dry and send them to the afterlife!’

’Keeping them around is just a menace. It’s better for them to die and be done with it, bringing some peace back to the world.’

Therefore, what they said next would determine whether the Blade Seller and Feng Yu would live or die.

"Big Brother, I’m just a blade seller. What kind of heinous things could I possibly do?" The Blade Seller looked like he wanted to cry but had no tears. ’Why is he interrogating us about our pasts?’

He Xiaotian looked into the Blade Seller’s eyes and nodded.

He saw no evasiveness in his gaze. It seemed, for now at least, that he hadn’t done anything to feel guilty about.

"And you?" He turned to Feng Yu and stared at him. "You’re the one who killed that guy just now. Besides, that baleful aura around you is pretty intense."

"Everyone I’ve killed was guilty. I have a clear conscience. That bastard was about to use a wicked spell to harm someone. If I didn’t kill him, who would have?"

Feng Yu’s grip on the Ghost Head Blade in his hand tightened, then loosened.

In truth, his heart was in turmoil. He wanted to catch He Xiaotian off guard with a slash of his blade and then escape.

But in the end, he gave up on the idea. He Xiaotian seemed ferocious, but he hadn’t seen him do anything truly malicious.

’If I really did that, what would be the difference between me and the scum I’ve killed in the past?’

"You two will have to bear with this for a while. After six days, we will hand you over to the Cleaners. At that point, whether you’re guilty or not will be their call..."

Before He Xiaotian could finish, Feng Yu interrupted him.

"And if I say no?"

He had come here for the Netherworld Fissure, having spent his entire fortune to buy a piece of intel.

’In six days, who knows where the fissure might appear?’

’If I miss it, my Ghost Head Blade will lose its chance to transform!’

This was an outcome he could not accept.

"Then I’ll just have to beat you down!"

"Then forgive my offense!"

The Blade Seller stood to the side, dumbfounded. ’Dude, you’ve got some serious guts.’

’You dare to provoke a monster like that, and even try to take him on head-on!’

’Looks like I misjudged you. You’re not just like this with me; you’re like this with everyone.’

CLANG!

The Ghost Head Blade, emanating a dense aura, suddenly chopped toward He Xiaotian’s neck.

Feng Yu’s intention was to force him to retreat, but who would have thought that the brawny man with his arm around his shoulder wouldn’t even try to dodge?

He just stood there, letting the Ghost Head Blade strike him.

"Motherfu—"

The half-uttered curse died in his throat.

Feng Yu stared blankly at the sparks flying from where his Ghost Head Blade struck He Xiaotian’s neck, his face a mask of utter confusion.

"Big Brother, is your neck made of steel?"

’Wait, that’s not right!’

’My blade is an anomalous item; it can cut through steel.’

’Let alone a neck! The Ghost Head Blade gets a bonus when it comes to decapitation!’

He Xiaotian didn’t answer him, but instead broke into a smile.

Then, Feng Yu felt an overwhelming force coming from his shoulder.

BOOM!!

The Blade Seller, Shouyangzi, and all the Daoists lying on the ground: "..."

Every single one of them was utterly speechless.

Because Feng Yu had been slammed directly into the ground by He Xiaotian.

Only his head remained above the surface.

"Young man, you can just stay like that for six days," He Xiaotian said, his eyes then sweeping over to the Blade Seller.

Every hair on the Blade Seller’s body stood on end. His golden blade fell to the ground, and he abruptly threw his hands up in surrender.

"Big Brother, I give up! Please hand me over to the Cleaners in six days. I promise I’ll be a good boy and behave myself these next few days. I’ll pay back the money, too. If that’s not enough, I can go kill a few scumbags."

"Mm, good boy."

He Xiaotian nodded in satisfaction. ’It’s so much easier talking to smart people, unlike that stone-faced guy in the ground.’

’Does he really think he can defy the heavens just because he has an anomalous Ghost Head Blade?’

’The kid is still too young and naive.’

Speaking of Feng Yu, his exposed head wore an expression of utter disbelief.

’To forcibly slam a person into the ground... how much strength would that take?’

’And to do it so precisely that only the head is showing... what kind of control is that?’

PATTER! PATTER!

The Blade Seller walked over with a wicked grin and picked up the Ghost Head Blade lying next to the head.

"Kid, you lack real-world experience. Didn’t you see your big bro here acting like a coward off to the side?"

Feng Yu: "..."

’What could he say? Start cursing at him?’

’Impossible.’

Because the blade originally belonged to the Blade Seller’s lineage; he was the one in debt.

He wasn’t shameless enough to start hurling abuse at the smug-faced Blade Seller.

"AH—"

"Daoxuan?!"