Lord Shenxiu
Chapter 128 Save People (Bonus 2000)

Chapter 128: Chapter 128 Save People (Bonus 2000)

"Is this person... still Little Liuyi?"

Among the San Shan Sect captives, a young girl around twenty widened her eyes in shock.

She wore twin braids and her hands were tied behind her back. Strands of hair fell messily across her forehead, below which were a pair of large eyes that seemed to speak volumes, now filled with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

Looking at the figure who had just knocked San Shan Sect disciples down with a single slap, she couldn’t connect him with the little brat who used to follow her around calling her "sister" and occasionally begging for candy.

She was stunned for a moment, but Zhong Shenxiu didn’t stop.

Otherwise, the San Shan Sect disciples might have threatened him with something about his friend or master, Xun Liuyi. Although he wouldn’t care, it would still be quite disgusting.

He channeled his inner strength into his legs, moved lightly, and arrived in front of a San Shan Sect disciple. With one palm strike, he hit the man squarely in the chest.

The unfortunate disciple emitted a bone-crunching sound from his chest, as if he had been hit head-on by a horse carriage, and was sent flying backward.

"Be careful, let’s attack together!"

The San Shan Sect was just a small gang; there was not even one Human Ranking Expert in their ranks, and these disciples were even less than third-rate.

Seeing Zhong Shenxiu display his might and take down two disciples with two moves, he seemed almost on par with the sect elders and gang leader. They all yelped and pulled out their weapons, looking as though they wanted to encircle him, yet also as if they were trying to flee.

Zhong Shenxiu didn’t bother with them, and with a casual palm strike to each, he dealt with them.

The last one, with a sinister look and triangular eyes, seemed to have an idea. He drew his waist knife, aiming to land it on the neck of the young girl with braids, as if trying to take a hostage.

’Finally got a bit smarter, huh.’

Zhong Shenxiu was faster. With a reach, he grabbed the blade of the waist knife in his palm.

"Hero, spare my life!"

Startled, the triangular-eyed man immediately let go of the knife and knelt.

As for the small gang’s disciples, they really weren’t worth much attention, with their true nature laid bare.

However, a bearded old man with a goat’s mustache among the captives murmured in disbelief, "The fragrance of medicine around the palm, the fifth level of Medicine Sand Palm? Impossible..."

Zhong Shenxiu smiled, grabbed the ropes that bound them, gave a slight tug, and the ropes broke and fell to the ground.

The braided girl rubbed her numb shoulders and arms, looking at Zhong Shenxiu with curiosity, "Little Liuyi, how did you suddenly become so powerful?"

"Hong Yao’er, what’s this ’Little Liuyi’? You should call him Mr. Xun!"

The old man with the goat’s mustache glared at her and scolded her. He picked up a weapon and glanced at those San Shan Sect disciples lying on the ground, a ruthless look on his face. With a casual swing of his knife, he beheaded one unconscious San Shan Sect disciple.

As he made his move, the other Shanyao Gang captives also took the opportunity to attack mercilessly.

Zhong Shenxiu watched this scene, but did not intervene.

In the late days of the Great Wu Dynasty, gangs divided up the land; Little Mountain City was the territory of the Shanyao Gang, yet it had been breached by the San Shan Sect. These Shanyao Gang captives had no idea how many kin, disciples, or masters they lost to the hands of the San Shan Sect—their hatred ran as deep as the sea, and it would be a miracle if it could be resolved.

Seeing this scene, the triangular-eyed man’s face turned pale, and he quickly kowtowed, "All the great lords of the Shanyao Gang, I was just following orders, never once did my hands touch the blood of anyone from Shanyao Gang..."

"You’re quite clever, what’s your name?"

Zhong Shenxiu asked with some amusement.

"I’m Wu Tieyi, great hero. Please spare my life, I’ll be at your beck and call, willing to go through fire and water for you! I know some about the martial arts of the San Shan Sect and other details..."

This Wu Tieyi, in his eagerness to save his life, was willing to sell anything.

"Leaking the San Shan Sect’s secrets," once it got out, there was no way he could remain in the Jianghu, he would definitely be hunted down to death by the San Shan Sect.

At least it seemed they really were sincere.

"Well then, I will spare your life."

Zhong Shenxiu made the decision himself, while the old goat-bearded man beside him and Hong Yao’er both had an air of it being the most natural thing in the world.

Not to mention Xun Liuyi had just saved them, even in the Jianghu, the strong prevail.

Zhong Shenxiu was the most skilled in martial arts, so his word was final!

By that time, the Shanyao Gang captives had also finished venting and gathered together, totaling six people, with the old goat-bearded man—Wei Baizhu—leading the pack.

That girl with the twisted braids was Wei Baizhu’s daughter, who he had sired at fifty, named Wei Hongyao, with the others mostly being his children, nephews, and close friends.

After all, in fleeing for one’s life, naturally those who are close to each other would stick together, and as a result, they were all caught in one fell swoop.

"Mr. Xun, what do you think we should do next?"

Wei Baizhu watched how Zhong Shenxiu dealt with Wu Tieyi and didn’t interject, only approaching to discuss politely after he was finished.

In the past, somebody like Xun Liuyi who was at the bottom rung of the Shanyao Gang, could hardly expect a kind glance from someone like Wei Baizhu who was mid-level, but now, everything had changed.

"I’m merely a common disciple of the gang, naturally it’s up to Steward Wei to make decisions."

Zhong Shenxiu modestly replied.

The Shanyao Gang had one Gang Leader, three Great Elders, and from what it seemed, their fate was more likely to be grim.

Next in line would be the heads and stewards of each faction within the gang.

This Wei Baizhu, who managed the medicine hall, didn’t need to go deep into the mountains and forests like those from the gathering hall, so he usually lived a fairly privileged life, but now he looked toward Little Mountain City with eyes reddened with emotion: "Our Shanyao Gang might be small, but it has been established for fifty years. This old fellow grew up there; who would want to leave their home unless it was a life or death situation?"

His words seemed to resonate with everyone, as they all showed a hint of moisture in their eyes.

Wei Baizhu’s voice choked up and suddenly turned to Zhong Shenxiu: "Liu Yi, have you really cultivated the Medicine Sand Palm to the fifth level?"

Zhong Shenxiu nodded slightly.

Wei Baizhu was immediately overjoyed: "Being able to cultivate the Medicine Sand Palm to the fifth level, that’s impressive even among the Jianghu. Our Gang Leader used to be at that level. Let’s head to nearby Anshan City for now and take refuge. Perhaps there will come a day when we can claim back our blood debt from the San Shan Sect!"

It looked like he had a lot of hope for Zhong Shenxiu, but with a cold observation, Zhong Shenxiu realized the old man was still giving others a nebulous hope, to keep the group from dispersing into chaos all of a sudden.

He couldn’t help but admire inwardly, truly a wily old fox.

Once the people’s will scatters, the group becomes difficult to lead.

At this moment, since everyone now had hope, they acted quickly, soon reorganizing the bundles that the San Shan Sect disciples had rummaged through and made a swift escape.

Zhong Shenxiu, without any reluctance, led the way at the front.

In truth, he was indifferent about whether to stay with the Shanyao Gang or not.

But since he had come across them and had nowhere else to go, it was better to stick with them for the time being.

Additionally, he entertained a thought—since witnessing a real master of the Martial Arts the night before, he had become interested in the martial arts of this world and wanted to find and read a genuine martial arts secret manual.

Although the Shanyao Gang didn’t have any great martial arts techniques, there ought to be some superior to the Medicine Sand Palm!

Taking advantage of the gang’s current state of ruin was indeed a good opportunity to act.

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