Scarface lay on the ground, his eyes filled with terror as he looked at Yun Zhan.
There is almost no spiritual energy in Youhuang City.
Why can this pretty boy use spiritual techniques?
Still so smooth?
Fortunately, his physical body was strong enough, otherwise he would have been killed by one punch.
Little did he know.
Yun Zhan was holding back his strength.
Otherwise, I would have knocked him out with one punch long ago.
Yun Zhan himself was quite puzzled.
He clearly saw that Wukong and the others were beating people up, and they were all relying on their physical strength.
It seems that only he is not subject to the restrictions of Youhuang City.
Why?
"Alright, good sir, spare my life!" Scarface was barely breathing, collapsing to the ground like a lump of mud.
The other bald, burly men also kowtowed desperately, pleading, "Hero, spare our lives! Hero, spare our lives!"
"Didn't you just say you had the biggest fist?" Wukong tapped Scarface's face repeatedly with his toe and snorted.
"It's because I'm blind and ignorant, it's because I deserve to die." Scarface sobbed like a shy little girl.
It's exceptionally...eye-watering.
Yun Zhan instinctively raised his hand to block Bai Qingqing's view.
Even looking at it for a second makes me feel uncomfortable.
It disgusts people without them even realizing it.
"Shut up, what are you howling about!" Wukong said, kicking him again.
Of course, it also holds back its strength.
Otherwise, they would have kicked him out long ago.
Even though Wukong held back, Scarface still got kicked and let out a "howl".
Then he desperately pressed his head tightly against his broken hand, forcibly silencing the remaining "ooh" from the other half of his life.
If you've run into a brick wall, you'd better behave yourself.
That's the only way there's a glimmer of hope.
Although the chances of survival are extremely slim.
Because this is Youhuang City.
There are no bottom lines, and no mercy, in the city of Youhuang.
It's all about life and death.
But these are all newcomers; what if they still retain the admirable virtue of being soft-hearted?
Scarface paused, realizing this.
He looked at his arms; one arm was broken into several pieces, and the other arm had been completely removed, with the flesh and bone separated.
That's much more ruthless than him.
At most, he'd kill people and behead them, and he'd also be a womanizer.
Seeing that Scarface had stopped crying, Yun Zhan withdrew his hand from Bai Qingqing's face.
Bai Qingqing glanced at the scarred man and asked, "Are you very familiar with this Youhuang City?"
“I’m not very familiar with this area, but I know that area very well,” Scarface said hastily.
"Your area?" Bai Qingqing asked.
"Youhuang City is divided into about a hundred areas, each ranging from ten to a hundred miles in circumference."
"My strength is relatively weak, and the area I occupy is only within a radius of ten miles."
"But within that ten-mile radius, I am the strongest." Scarface said with a fawning yet proud expression.
To be able to become a regional lord in Youhuang City, that takes real power.
"Whose area is this?" Bai Qingqing asked.
“It doesn’t belong to anyone; this is a public area,” Scarface said. “There are dozens of public areas in Youhuang City, and the unclaimed areas are actually more bloody.”
Where there is a master, there will always be some rules that need to be followed.
But in places without a master, one can do whatever one pleases.
He kills at will, and he is killed at will.
"Why aren't you staying in your own territory? What are you doing here?" Bai Qingqing asked again.
“The spiritual energy in Youhuang City is so thin that it’s almost non-existent. I’ve been stuck at the peak of the ninth level of the Creation Realm for hundreds of years. I’m just a little bit away from breaking through.”
At this point, Scarface looked mournful.
His expression was like that of a husband catching his cheating wife in the act.
"So I thought I'd come here to wander around and see if I could meet any newcomers and maybe get some pills or spiritual fruits from them."
As he spoke, Scarface felt his eyes getting sore.
Tears rolled down uncontrollably, drop by drop.
What kind of situation is this?
He clearly came to rob someone, but ended up getting beaten up like this!
It's better to just end it all quickly. (I learned this from a friend from Northeast China; I don't know if it's authentic or even which character it is.)
"Master, this person doesn't seem to be very useful," Wukong said.
“Useful, useful,” Scarface said hurriedly. “I know where the treasure of Youhuang City is. It is said that whoever obtains this treasure can become the Lord of Youhuang.”
"Since you know, why don't you go and get it?" Yun Zhan sneered.
No one knows how long Youhuang City has existed.
The oldest book in the Yun family contains a record of Youhuang City: it is unknown when it arose.
This shows that it has a long history.
However, throughout these long years, no one has been able to become the Lord of the Dark Yellow.
This shows that the treasure is extremely dangerous.
This scarred man was simply trying to trick them into going to their deaths so he could escape.
Although Qingqing is here, this danger can be ignored.
Because in the three thousand worlds, no one and nothing can harm you.
But we must not let others scheme against us.
That scarred-face guy is up to no good.
Upon hearing this, Scarface's face twitched, and he hurriedly said with a fawning expression, "My strength is too poor, I am not qualified, and going there would only lead to my death."
"But you gentlemen are different."
"The adults are exceptionally powerful, and you are not restricted by Youhuang City."
"This is enough to make you the envy of the entire Youhuang City."
"With such strength, obtaining the treasure is a piece of cake, isn't it? Those treasures are rightfully yours!"
"Wukong, let him lead the way." Bai Qingqing seemed quite interested.
She was interested in all kinds of treasures.
In particular, she also has a system protecting her.
I prefer exploring for treasures when there is absolutely no danger.
It's like opening a blind box, very exciting.
"Yes, Master." Wukong nodded and quickly walked to Scarface's side.
Scarface's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in shock.
Is this delicate woman the owner of these ferocious monkeys?
I actually had designs on her just now...
Scarface was still shaken when Wukong walked up to him, his little claws gripping his chin like iron clamps, forcing him to open his mouth.
Then they stuffed a piece of mud the size of a fingernail into his mouth.
Scarface looked constipated, wanted to vomit but dared not, so he stretched his neck and swallowed it whole.
That monkey is a real scoundrel!
Killing someone is nothing more than a beheading!
Even if it's torture, with each lash drawing blood, or bones being shaved and flesh being torn away, or poison being fed...
He can come up with a lot of tricks.
But I never thought of feeding it mud!
If he survives, he'll try feeding mud to others.
This is like killing someone by breaking their spirit.
"You got lucky with the mud under the vine tree!" Wukong whispered in Scarface's ear, "If you dare to talk nonsense in front of the master later, I'll chop you to pieces!"
Scarface's eyes widened even more.
Because the broken bones in his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even the arms that had been deboned grew back flesh and blood.
In no time, he became energetic again.
Although his cultivation level remained unchanged, he could clearly feel that his physical body had become much stronger.
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