Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 70 Forced Cremation

Chapter 70: Chapter 70 Forced Cremation

Master Fang was dumbfounded, for Su Yang had just claimed that only someone at the Spirit Tranquility Stage could wield this Jade Sword. And yet, Su Yang had now awakened it—could it be that Su Yang possessed the power of the Spirit Tranquility Stage?

In fact, Su Yang had only used Devouring the Heavens to absorb the cold aura from within the Jade Sword.

Of course, Su Yang could also wield this Jade Sword, but he would need to nurture it for a while with a secret technique from Destiny’s Tome before he could truly master it.

Right now, Su Yang needed the cold aura from the Nine Cold Jade to concoct his medicine. Though Nine Cold Jade was not an ingredient, Devouring the Heavens could absorb its cold aura, making it useful for his purposes.

Afterward, Su Yang instructed Master Fang to gather some medicinal herbs. Su Yang took out the Cauldron, placed the herbs inside, added the cold aura from the Nine Cold Jade, and began the alchemy process.

An hour later, the medicine was ready.

Upon opening the Cauldron, there were seven black pills at the bottom, emitting a faint chill—clearly, these were no ordinary items.

Su Yang took out two pills and handed them to Master Fang, "These two are for you. If taken within twelve hours of death, resurrection is possible. However, the major organs must remain intact; otherwise, revival is not possible!"

"What?" Master Fang’s eyes nearly popped out of his sockets, "This... this medicine can resurrect the dead? My god, Immortal Master, you truly are an Immortal. Resurrecting the dead is a feat only Immortals can achieve!"

Su Yang did not bother to explain much, put away the Cauldron, and casually returned the Jade Sword, "Here, you can have this back."

Master Fang hurriedly pushed the Jade Sword back, speaking earnestly, "Immortal Master, I offer you this Jade Sword. As the saying goes, treasures of the world should be possessed by those who are capable. This Jade Sword is utterly wasted on me. Immortal Master, you have given me a new lease on life, and this is but one ten-millionth of my repayment for your kindness!"

Su Yang looked at Master Fang and did not refuse.

He accepted the Jade Sword and said, "You can’t use this sword either; I’ll keep it safe for you for now. In a few days, I’ll forge a Magic Artifact that is well-suited for you."

Overjoyed, Master Fang quickly bowed deeply, "Many thanks, Immortal Master!"

Master Fang was well aware that whatever Magic Artifact Su Yang forged would be extraordinary. And while the Jade Sword seemed powerful, it was useless to him if he couldn’t wield it.

Trading something he couldn’t use for a functional Magic Artifact was an exceedingly good deal.

Su Yang nodded, and at that moment, Hou Shilin suddenly called, "Brother Su, something’s happened. Hurry to the North District Crematorium!"

"The crematorium?" Su Yang frowned. He wasn’t supposed to go to prison, so why was he being asked to go to the crematorium?

Hou Shilin spoke in a low voice, "They want to cremate Fatty’s father’s body, but Fatty disagrees. They’ve taken him away."

Su Yang’s expression turned icy. This body had not been dead for long, and they already wanted to cremate it—there must be something fishy going on.

"What’s going on?" Su Yang asked sternly.

"It’s a complicated matter. There’s an issue with the prison. The person in charge was transferred here from the province, and he has a deep background, not below my Hou Family," Hou Shilin said gravely.

"I’ve already asked Grandfather to contact friends in the province, but I’m afraid this man won’t obey orders from above. I’ve sent Ling Zi and the others to hold them off temporarily, but I doubt they can hold them for long!"

"I’ll be right there!" Su Yang put down his phone and turned to speak in a grave tone, "Take me to the North District Crematorium!"

...

North District Crematorium.

The hall was now in chaos. Ling Zi had brought a group of people and was confronting another group clad in black. Hou Shilin stood in front of Ling Zi, facing a man in his forties.

The middle-aged man’s name was Xue Changshun, holding a position of authority in the prison.

Behind this group of individuals in black, Fatty was clinging desperately to a corpse, which was indeed his father, Lü Tianjian.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that Fatty’s hand was handcuffed to Lü Tianjian’s. Around them, a crowd had gathered, attempting to unlock the handcuffs.

When Fatty and Hou Shilin arrived at the prison, they were informed that Lü Tianjian’s body had been sent for cremation. They immediately rushed here to stop it, but Xue Changshun intervened to impede them.

At that time, Xue Changshun had the advantage in numbers, ready to forcefully cremate Lü Tianjian’s body.

Fatty and his companions were overpowered. In the end, Fatty desperately snatched the handcuffs from Xue Changshun, locked himself to his father’s body, and swallowed the key to the handcuffs, temporarily preventing the cremation.

Subsequently, Xue Changshun called in more people, and Hou Shilin, realizing something was amiss, immediately brought Ling Zi and others to the scene, resulting in a standoff.

"Do you really have to do this, Xue Changshun?" Hou Shilin asked through clenched teeth. They had already clashed with Xue Changshun’s group a few times, and they were at a disadvantage.

The people behind Xue Changshun, though not in uniform, appeared to be trained. Ling Zi’s group consisted merely of small-time thugs who were no match for these opponents.

"It’s the rule!" Xue Changshun said, "Lü Tianjian died of an infectious disease. According to the regulations, bodies of the deceased from infectious diseases must be immediately cremated. We are just following the rules."

"Hou Shilin, what do you mean by bringing these thugs here to stop us? Do you realize, if I call the police, not one of you will be able to escape!"

"Died of an infectious disease, my ass!" Hou Shilin thundered, "Even a blind man can see that Lü Tianjian’s body is covered with wounds, clearly beaten to death. Xue Changshun, are you in such a hurry to cremate him to destroy the evidence?"

Xue Changshun’s expression turned icy as he said coldly, "Hou Shilin, you should be responsible for what you say. Lü Tianjian died of an infectious disease, and our medical examiner has certified that. There’s no such thing as being beaten to death!"

Hou Shilin replied, "I’ll find someone to investigate the true cause of death. Now, hand over the body to me and I can pretend none of this has happened!"

"Oh, are you trying to scare me?" Xue Changshun sneered, "Hou Shilin, who the hell do you think you are, talking to me like that? You want the body, huh? Fine, it’s right here, come and take it!"

Hou Shilin was furious but helpless. The followers of Xue Changshun were all trained fighters, particularly the short man beside Xue Changshun, whose strength was formidable, with two of Ling Zi’s capable men falling at his hands.

To fight further would only mean more losses for Hou Shilin’s side!

"Big brother, this kid swallowed the key, we can’t open the handcuffs," someone from behind shouted out, "Should I go back to get the key?"

Xue Changshun frowned slightly before suddenly saying, "No need, throw him into the cremator with it. This fatass has been clinging to the corpse for so long, he must have contracted the disease by now. Cremating him will eliminate the source of infection!"

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