Supreme Dragon Martial Soul
Chapter 412 - 88: I Have Someone Backing Me!

Chapter 412: Chapter 88: I Have Someone Backing Me!

Wow!

He fell heavily to the ground, Chen Yu spat out another mouthful of blood.

His entire body was a complete mess, disoriented and dazed.

Everything happened so quickly that the crowd didn’t see clearly what transpired.

They only felt their vision blur for a moment, and then Chen Yu flew backward, vomiting blood. In front of the carriage, a new figure appeared.

The newcomer was a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in green robes, wearing a long treasure sword at his waist, with piercingly sharp eyes.

Chen Yu shook his head forcefully, struggling several times but failing to get up. Looking at the teeth scattered on the ground, he raised his head, his gaze ferocious, yelling angrily through his broken, leaking mouth:

"Who are you? How dare you hurt me!"

Luo Cheng ignored everyone else and walked to the side of the carriage, speaking indifferently to Zhang Kesha, who looked wary:

"You must be Zhang Lian’s father. I’m Zhang Lian’s friend."

Upon hearing he was Zhang Lian’s friend, Zhang Kesha finally relaxed and lowered his hunting knife.

"You!"

Zhang Lian sized up Luo Cheng, his expression caught between surprise and uncertainty.

"Who are you to me?"

No wonder he couldn’t be certain.

In just half a year, Luo Cheng’s cultivation had progressed from the Transcendence Realm to the Awakening Vein Realm, his temperament had entirely transformed, and even his height had shot up drastically. Compared to the young, naive boy who first arrived at Xuanyuan Sect, he was like an entirely different person.

Luo Cheng chuckled and replied, "What’s wrong? You don’t recognize me after just half a year?"

Zhang Lian’s pupils trembled, "It really is you! But they all said you... cough!"

His excitement worsened his injuries, triggering a violent fit of coughing.

Luo Cheng sighed inwardly.

Zhang Lian was a decent person. Back when he was tasked with managing the three thousand servant disciples of Purple Rhythm Peak, he never resorted to bullying or exploitation, yet now he had fallen into such dire circumstances.

His Storage Spirit Ring gleamed faintly, and Luo Cheng retrieved a Three-star Healing Elixir, handing it over.

"Take this pill, and your injuries should recover soon."

Storage Spirit Ring!

Three-star Spirit Pill!

As they watched Luo Cheng brandish the spirit pill seemingly out of thin air—the gleaming, three-star pill—four nearby servant disciples’ eyes widened, and an expression of utter terror spread across their faces.

Not to mention servant disciples—even many outer disciples didn’t possess a Storage Ring!

A Three-star Healing Elixir isn’t something servant disciples could even dream of affording—it costs a fortune, worth millions in silver!

From his conversation with Zhang Lian, the four of them started to vaguely piece together Luo Cheng’s identity.

Cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, instantly chilling them to the core.

"This... this is too valuable!"

Zhang Lian licked his lips but didn’t dare to reach out for it.

A Three-star Healing Elixir, easily worth millions in silver! Enough to support his cultivation for years!

"This kind of thing is nothing to me. Don’t overthink it."

With that, Luo Cheng directly placed the pill into Zhang Lian’s hand.

After slaying Blood Eagle, Luo Cheng’s wealth had exceeded ten million silver.

From the treasures of Elder Xue Yun, Elder Peng Shan, and Xiao Lie—an Inner Sect disciple of Fierce Cloud Sect— it now surpassed fifteen million silver.

For him, millions in silver indeed was nothing.

Swallowing the pill, Zhang Lian’s previously pale complexion promptly turned visibly rosy, the recovery evident to the naked eye.

Only then did Luo Cheng turn, his face indifferent while he stared at the five servant disciples.

Truthfully, their earlier actions had enraged him deeply—the first time he truly understood what it meant to attack someone who was already down, leaving even the people close to him without peace!

If he had truly died under the Blood Eagle Sword, Zhang Lian and his father wouldn’t escape unscathed today either.

But he didn’t die.

Which meant anyone who provoked him wouldn’t be let off easily.

Facing Luo Cheng’s cold glare, the four servant disciples trembled violently like leaves in the wind.

Chen Yu, however, hadn’t seen the scene of Luo Cheng retrieving the pill. Struggling to stand, his mangled mouth from an earlier slap had lost half its teeth, his skull nearly fractured. Furious, he shouted:

"Brat, how dare you lay a hand on me! Do you have any idea who backs me?"

Luo Cheng’s expression carried an amused faint smile. "Oh? Who? I’m all ears."

Chen Yu’s bloodied face twisted savagely as he roared:

"Elder Wen! He’s one of the Crown Prince Hall’s men, an Awakening Vein Realm First Layer peak-level expert! Lay a hand on me, and you’re asking for death! Kneel now and apologize—it’s not too late..."

Thump!

Suddenly, one of the servant disciples couldn’t suppress his inner terror and dropped to his knees, kowtowing and pleading:

"Senior Brother Luo Cheng, it was our fault! But we were only following orders. Senior Brother Luo Cheng, please be merciful and forgive us this once."

"That’s right! It was Elder Wen who ordered us to target Zhang Lian and drive him out of the sect. He wanted to curry favor with the Eighth Prince, Jin Min!"

"Senior Brother Luo Cheng, spare us!"

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

All four fell to their knees, pleading endlessly in terror.

The commotion quickly drew the attention of nearby servant disciples, forming a large crowd.

Upon hearing the pleas, the surrounding onlookers stared at Luo Cheng in sheer disbelief.

"He’s Luo Cheng? He’s alive after all!"

"Impossible! Just recently, the sect dispatched masters to search for his whereabouts, and there hasn’t been a word. Being hunted by an Awakening Vein Realm Middle Stage expert, even with ten lives he wouldn’t survive!"

"No mistake! It’s him! I saw him during last year’s Green Cloud Trial!"

"I’ve seen him too! Chen Yu and the others are done for! Senior Brother Luo Cheng is a god of destruction who doesn’t even fear the Crown Prince Hall!"

"Hmph! That’s their own fault. Senior Brother Zhang Lian is such a kind-hearted man, yet they dared to bully him so arrogantly, with elders backing them..."

Once Luo Cheng’s identity was confirmed, the crowd erupted in excitement.

They looked at him with blazing admiration.

Luo Cheng had awakened what was thought to be a Wasted Martial Soul, rising from a servant disciple to become the chief outer disciple—a miraculous transformation that had become the favorite talk among servant disciples, inspiring hope among many.

To be frank, Luo Cheng’s current popularity among servant disciples surpassed anyone’s, with many privately seeing him as their idol.

Hearing the crowd’s exclamations, Chen Yu, who had been so arrogant just moments earlier, froze in place, his expression stiffening with terror, trembling uncontrollably.

Thump!

His knees buckled, and he fell to the ground, stammering:

"Luo Cheng... Senior Brother Luo Cheng, please spare me..."

Luo Cheng said coldly, "Weren’t you just demanding I kneel and apologize?"

"I... I was merely following orders! I didn’t recognize your greatness! I was blind and foolish!"

Pale-faced, sweat poured down Chen Yu’s face like streams, and he continued kowtowing fervently.

Luo Cheng didn’t want to waste his time on them.

At the Awakening Vein Realm, these servant disciples, still at the Transcendence Realm, were nothing more than ants to him, unworthy of his direct action. He declared indifferently:

"I’ll give you one chance. Break both your hands and legs yourselves, and apologize to Zhang Lian. If you do, I’ll let you live!"

"What?!"

Chen Yu’s face turned ashen.

Having served as a servant disciple for over two years, breaking his hands and legs now would ensure he couldn’t advance to the Tongxuan Realm within three years, losing his chance to become an outer disciple!

The other four servant disciples exchanged troubled looks, their eyes filled with hesitation.

"If you don’t act, I can do it for you. But then, you’ll bear the consequences."

Luo Cheng said calmly and casually waved his hand.

Boom!

The ground immediately caved in, leaving a pitch-black hole behind!

*Gasp!*

The sight made their scalps tingle with terror.

"I... I’ll do it myself! Ah!"

One servant disciple gritted his teeth and struck his legs with his own palm, then smashed his fists downward.

With two cracking sounds, his hand bones broke instantly, and he passed out in pain.

The scene sent chills down the spines of the other three, but knowing there was no escaping today, their gazes hardened, and they imitated his example. freёwebnoѵel.com

Ah! Ah! Ah!

In no time, four bodies lay on the ground, groaning in agony.

"This..."

Zhang Lian’s father couldn’t believe his eyes.

In mere words, Luo Cheng had compelled four Xuanyuan Sect disciples of decent strength to break their own hands and legs, not daring to resist the slightest!

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