Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 9 will clear everything up (New book seeking monthly votes, recommendations, and continued reading!)

Ren Shaoyang is a young man who cherishes the life he has now.

Having been bedridden for a long time in his previous life, he understood even more how precious his present life was.

Even a small home that has been burned down once.

Hongxiu is stingy, nagging, and prone to scolding, yet she is kind-hearted and soft-hearted.

Ding'an, who can't utter a single word in three sentences, is constantly criticizing himself and being bullied by the little beggar, and always has a bitter and resentful look on his face.

It can be said that this place is the embodiment of Ren Shaoyang's spirit.

And now.

Those bandits who burned down their own house are back again.

Damn it, are they going to keep bullying the honest and law-abiding Ding'an and the kind and lovely Hongxiu?
Tolerable or unbearable!
"court death!"

Enraged, Ren Shaoyang leaped into the air like a falcon and pounced on the bandits.

At that moment, a thunderbolt struck from the sky, startling the bandits. They were all terrified by the chilling force of the thunderbolt. The iron spike struck the bandits, instantly knocking several of them to the ground.

Ren Shaoyang roared and rushed towards the remaining people like a gust of wind.

With a clanging sound, two more people screamed and fell to the ground.

The skull-faced man watched him fight back and forth with lightning speed, sometimes like a nimble monkey, sometimes like a dragon. Before he could react, seven or eight bandits were stabbed off their horses.

His martial arts skills were so high and his attacks so fast that he was almost like a mandrill spirit.

The remaining bandits were so shocked by Ren Shaoyang's agile and lightning-fast movements, with the water on the ground seemingly flying up as he swung his iron rod, that they were stunned into their eyes, their legs went weak and their bodies stiffened.

The skull-faced man was no exception; watching him kill relentlessly, he was terrified: "How can this person be so powerful? Could he really be a monster in disguise?"

Ren Shaoyang stabbed the bandit in front of him to death, then turned and glanced sideways at the skull-faced man, chuckling, "You little bastard, let's see where you run to?"

Before he finished speaking, he transformed into a "long-armed and long-legged form," displaying a unique style of movement. As soon as one foot rose, the other kicked forward, and with the two legs crossing, he leaped several feet, seemingly carrying wind and rain, instantly closing the distance to within ten feet.

Seeing him move with the agility of a dragon or tiger, the skull-faced man was filled with horror and shouted, "Attack! All of you, attack!"

Forced by their intimidation, the bandits had no choice but to spur their horses forward to stop them.

On the other side, Hongxiu quietly walked to Ding'an's side and tore off a strip of cloth to bandage his head.

Ding An stared in shock at Ren Shaoyang's display of power.

Before the seven or eight bandits could get close, the first one was swung up like a wheel by Ren Shaoyang with one arm. He tumbled several times in the air, landing with his forehead touching the ground and his buttocks sticking up.

He knelt upright before Hongxiu and Ding'an, as if paying homage.

Hongxiu covered her face and gasped in shock, but through her fingers she saw his forehead shatter and his brains splatter out; he was already dead beyond any doubt.

Just then, Ren Shaoyang burst into loud laughter and chased after the fleeing crowd.

With a flash of dark light, the iron rod pierced a man's abdomen.

The man spurred his horse forward with great momentum, but the iron spike pierced his abdomen, causing him to fall from his horse and collide head-on with Ren Shaoyang.

Ren Shaoyang flicked his wrist, and a huge hole exploded in the man's chest. The iron rod was pulled out, and his heart, lungs, and intestines spilled out. He collapsed to the ground.

Seeing that more than half of the original twenty-odd bandits had fallen in an instant, the skull-faced man was both shocked and furious, and shouted urgently, "Charge! Charge!"

Before he could finish speaking, he turned and ran!
When the horses saw that their leader had run away, they looked at each other in confusion, let out a shout, and scattered and fled.

Ren Shaoyang sneered, activated the Great Vajra Divine Power, and moved faster than a galloping horse, his momentum unstoppable.

He rushed up behind one person, flicked the iron rod, and stabbed the person down. He shouted again and smashed another person to death. After shouting five or six times, he had killed five or six people.

The skull-faced man was utterly horrified. These thirty-odd mounted bandits were the most elite men under the great leader "Three Eyes," and they were also the main force that would attack Lianfeng.

Before the training session even started, who would have thought they'd run into two cripples?

Two highly skilled but disabled individuals.

Although the person with the severed hand was powerful, it was still within the realm of common sense.

But this man with the broken leg was like a demon or a ghost; he was simply not human!

The skull-faced man frantically spurred his horse, desperate to escape, but after only a few steps, he felt a tightness in the back of his collar, followed by a powerful force. With no footing, he was lifted into the air like a tortoise being hoisted up, its claws outstretched.

"You're trying to escape?" a mocking voice came from beside him. "Where are you going?"

The voice belonged to Ren Shaoyang!

He stood firmly on the back of the galloping horse, one hand outstretched, holding the skull face as if it were a straw, relaxed and at ease.

The skull-faced man cried out in alarm, "Spare me! Spare me! My elder brother, my elder brother is Three-Eyed, he knows Flying Dragon! Let me go, and I won't seek revenge!"

Ren Shaoyang scoffed, "It's no use him knowing God!" He tightened his fingers, and with a snap, the skull's neck bone broke, its tongue stuck out long, and its lower body was filled with excrement and urine.

The young man felt an overwhelming stench and, filled with disgust, threw himself to the ground.

"What bad luck! Even in death, he's disgusting!"

The body crashed to the ground and was trampled by the horse's hooves, instantly shattering its chest, abdomen, and head, leaving it unrecognizable.
-
Hongxiu helped Ding'an back to the house, and then they heard the sound of horses neighing.

Immediately afterwards, Ren Shaoyang, his face ashen and lips tightly pursed, walked into the room.

The little beggar thought he was injured, so she screamed and ran over, grabbing his collar and looking him up and down.

"Crippled man, crippled man, what happened to you?" Suddenly noticing the wound on his left arm, her eyes immediately welled up with tears. "Oh dear, you're really injured?"

Ren Shaoyang was already holding back, but when she shook him, his stomach tightened, and he couldn't help but run out to vomit.

Hongxiu stared blankly at the young man's retreating figure as he vomited.

Ding An sighed and said, "The fighting in Shaoyang was too fierce and the scene was tragic. My stomach couldn't take it. I'll feel better after I vomit."

Ren Shaoyang vomited several times, then spat a few more times before going back into the house.

Hongxiu leaned closer again: "Are you feeling any better after throwing up?"

Ren Shaoyang glared at her and said, "What do you mean 'feeling better after throwing up'? I had an upset stomach at noon, that's why I threw up!"

Hongxiu pouted, grabbed his left hand, and examined it carefully: "Such a big cut, and you still say it's nothing?"

Ding An's expression turned serious. He knew Ren Shaoyang was highly skilled in martial arts and possessed an iron body, yet he had been stabbed. The person who injured him must be extremely skilled!

"Shaoyang, who hurt you?"

Ren Shaoyang chuckled, unconcerned: "I ran into two experts. They stabbed me with their swords, so I returned the favor with two palm strikes."

Suddenly, Hongxiu exclaimed, "They're so wicked!"

Ren Shaoyang said, "Don't worry, I'll give them a good beating next time too."

Seeing his composed demeanor and continued arrogance, Ding'an couldn't help but chuckle sheepishly.

Hongxiu was relieved and leaned closer with a grin, saying, "Yes, you're amazing! Even injured, you still managed to kill all those bandits."

Ren Shaoyang broke character instantly, chuckling, "I've been holding back for a month, and now I've finally gotten my revenge. That feels great!"

Suddenly, he felt his stomach rumbling like thunder, and hunger swept over him instantly. He quickly craned his neck to look.

Seeing the food on the table, his eyes lit up. He quickly walked to the table and called to the two of them.

"Eat quickly, eat quickly, I'm starving!"

Hongxiu and the other woman also had rumbling stomachs, so they quickly sat down together, and the three of them started eating ravenously.

There's a saying that goes, "The wine of revenge is the sweetest, and the cigarette afterward is the most satisfying." But Ren Shaoyang felt that when he got home, the candlelight was dim and there was food on the table.

It feels pretty good.

Unfortunately, even food couldn't shut Hongxiu up. After taking two bites, she asked Ding'an, "Are you... are you alright in the head?"

Ding An snorted and said, "This little injury is nothing."

Ren Shaoyang nodded repeatedly: "That's right, my young master Li's swordsmanship is already perfected. Even if dozens of people chase after us tomorrow, it's nothing!"

Ding An glared at him and said angrily, "You cripple, are you trying to frame me again?"

As the three spent more time together, Ding'an also learned some of Ren Shaoyang's catchphrases.

Ren Shaoyang chuckled and said, "Duan Shou, did you discover the problem with your swordsmanship in today's battle?"

Ding An's expression turned serious. He put down his chopsticks and bowl, thought carefully for a moment, and then said succinctly, "Yes!"

"Talk about it."

“My sword is too short and too dangerous,” Ding’an said, emphasizing each word. “It’s either you or me. It’s not suitable for group battles; I’ll easily get dragged down and killed.”

Ren Shaoyang nodded in satisfaction, but when he glanced at the little beggar whose face was covered in rice grains, he couldn't help but purse his lips, as if he were disgusted.

The young man took something out of his pocket and placed it on the table.

With a "clattering" sound.

Hongxiu put down her bowl, her face puffed up like a hamster's, chewing incessantly, but still unable to resist her curiosity, she stretched her neck to look.

There was a dark iron chain on the table.

“If the hardness is enough but the length is not, then we’ll lengthen it,” Ren Shaoyang laughed. “Your swordsmanship is good at using spinning force, which is perfect for adding iron chains so that you can extend the reach and strike from a distance.”

Ding'an's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he burst out laughing. He quickly tied the iron chain to the ring on the hilt of his sword, and without even eating, he went out to practice his swordsmanship.

“Look, you’re in such a hurry again~” Ren Shaoyang reached out and pressed him down.

Ding An felt as if a mountain had fallen on his shoulder, and he couldn't even move his shoulder. He couldn't help but sigh and look up at him.

"Don't look at me!" Ren Shaoyang said helplessly. "I just applied medicine to your wound, and you're already moving around? Aren't you afraid it will reopen?"

Seeing that Ding'an still wanted to say something, he added, "I'll tell you about Feilong once you've recovered."

"Do you know where Feilong is?" Ding'an asked with a look of surprise.

Ren Shaoyang glared at him and said, "I'll tell you once you've recovered from your injury."

Ding An scratched his head, feeling a ticklish sensation in his heart, but he knew that Ren Shaoyang meant what he said, so he could only sigh and obediently lie down on the bed.

Just then, the little beggar came up to him like a puppy: "Crippled man, how much money did you make today?" He held out his hand, "Hand it over, I'll keep it safe for you!"

Ren Shaoyang sighed and said, "I ran into hunters today, and they chased me away."

Hongxiu was greatly disappointed.

Ren Shaoyang looked at her and said leisurely, "But the gentlemen are kind-hearted and eventually compensated me with money."

Hongxiu was overjoyed and rushed to him, her eyes shining, and said, "Really?"

Ren Shaoyang took out some loose silver and copper coins from his pocket and solemnly handed them to her: "Of course they're real! Keep them safe, you little miser."

Hongxiu looked at the silver coins in her hand, her eyes practically turning into copper coins: "They gave too much, didn't they?"

Lying on the bed, Ding'an couldn't help but complain, "It's not that they gave a lot, it's just that this is all they have."

Ren Shaoyang burst into laughter.

Hongxiu ignored them and simply put all the money into her purse.

Yes, a purse.

The last time Ren Shaoyang went to the market, he bought it as a gift for her.

Despite the passage of many days, the purse remained clean and beautiful thanks to the little beggar's careful care, and now it was bulging with contents.

Hongxiu clutched her bulging purse, her face beaming with excitement.

The little girl gets excited and loves to chatter. She muttered to the two of them about buying some pigs, sheep, chickens, and ducks, saying that the lame man feeds the pigs on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Sundays, and the one-handed man herds the sheep on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays.

Ding'an couldn't help but ask her, "What are you doing?"
With her hands on her hips, Hongxiu said smugly, "I picked you all up, so I'll be merciful and cook you a good meal so you won't starve."

Ren Shaoyang snorted and called her a landlord and a rich man.

The beggar was furious and went up to fight the young man, while Ding'an lay on the bed chuckling to himself.
-
There was a thick fog that night.

There was no sign of anyone beyond five zhang (approximately 10 meters).

The little beggar was sleeping soundly in bed, snoring loudly. Ding'an, having lost too much blood and exhausted, also fell into a deep sleep.

Ren Shaoyang slowly walked into the distant forest. He had already thrown the bandits' corpses into the mountains, and they were probably about to be digested and turned into fertilizer, returning to the forest.

Reaching the stream, Ren Shaoyang sat down on the ground, staring intently ahead.

A moment later, a line of text appeared.

The small town of Drip Cliff is now a hotbed of conflict, with bandits, the Lianfeng Brigade, flying dragons, and hidden forces all stirring with activity. The apparent balance seems to have been shattered by your intervention.

New objective: Clear out the bandits in Drip Cliff Town. Reputation achieved: Famous throughout the Northwest.

[Hidden Objective: Two eunuchs have come to compete for the fragment of the 'Supreme Divine Skill'. Obtain it! Danger and opportunity coexist; there may be unexpected surprises!]

[Completion Reward: The Three Ancestors Temple dungeon is now open (This is a challenge dungeon; successfully challenging a skilled player will reward you with martial arts skills.)]

Sanzu Temple?
Ren Shaoyang's expression shifted.

He knew that this was the burial place of the fish monk in "The Vast Sea," and also the climax of the plot.

Inside the Natural Pagoda of the Third Ancestor Temple, the protagonist Lu Jian obtained the complete Thirty-Two Aspects and the original forms of the Six Great Ancestors. He also broke through the "Black Heaven Tribulation," fused the visible and hidden meridians, and finally became the world's top "Refining God" master, venting his previous frustrations and displaying great divine power.

At the same time, this place is also a gathering place for experts. Xinghai from the Third Ancestor Temple, experts from the East Island and West City, and even the peerless expert Gu Shentong have all shown up.

It can be said that the battles held here were among the most exhilarating in the world of "Canghai".

The extraordinary skills and unique abilities are endless. Each master who appears has his own characteristics. Whether it is the "Eight Powers of Zhouliu", the "Great Vajra Divine Power" or the "Emperor's Aura Observation Technique", they can definitely broaden Ren Shaoyang's horizons and greatly enhance his own strength.

“However, with my current foundation and perspective,” Ren Shaoyang narrowed his eyes, “the Six Void Flow Technique and the Emperor’s Aura Observation Technique are to me like Xiahou Dun looking at Louis XVI—I can’t see the end of them at a glance.”

"Me, a martial arts elementary school student, starting out to learn this kind of 'calculus'? That's giving me too much credit. That's not appropriate!"

Ren Shaoyang pondered for a moment, slowly looking at the dense forest where the mist had dissipated, the winding stream, and the tinkling sound like porcelain being fired in a kiln.

"That old eunuch from the Eastern Depot is right. 'Think of danger, think of retreat, think of change.' Those who are not virtuous enough for their position will surely suffer disaster. This instance is a huge upgrade, and we must set the tone: not the best, but the most suitable!"

"The Dharma images of the patriarchs of the past generations in the Tower of Heaven are all in line with me. Moreover, with Lu Jian, the protagonist, by my side, I am essentially copying their homework. In any case, it can enhance my foundation and lay the groundwork for the future."

"Furthermore, although the martial arts of the Third Ancestor Temple cannot compare with those of the East Island West City, the 'Six Absolute Techniques for Suppressing Demons' were originally derived from the Great Vajra Divine Power, making them the most suitable for me. I am determined to obtain them!"

Ren Shaoyang already had a plan in mind: "It's too early to think about these things now. Let's set the steps, deal with the bandits, the Flying Dragon, and the Eastern Depot's pursuit, and then talk about the rest after we achieve our goal."

"When the time comes, I'll take the title! And the incomplete manual of the champion's divine technique, I'll take that too!"

[Battle Assessment: Showing initial brilliance (A stroke of genius, a fighting rooster among novices.)]

[World Reputation: Rising Like a Breeze (Everyone in the surrounding villages knows how awesome you are!)]

After reading the evaluation and reputation, Ren Shaoyang smiled brightly and shouted, "Let's go back to the [Battle of the Eastern Depot Eunuchs], I'm going to fight them for a whole day!"

(End of this chapter)