After maxing out my affinity, my signature weapon kept evolving.

[Trigger Mission: Drive out the four troublemakers]

Your workplace has been vandalized, your livelihood threatened, and your honest boss is being bullied. You, with your kind heart, shouldn't stand idly by. You should stop them, no matter what means necessary.

[Reward for successful mission: One antidote pill; Penalty for mission failure: Your spiritual weapon will be confiscated, and you, as a lowly host, are better off as a mortal.]

This system really knows how to pick its time; it seems there's a reason I have to give them a good beating.

Xie Wenyuan shouted loudly to stop the vandals, which naturally attracted their attention.

"Xiao Xie, what are you doing? They're all spirit masters trained by the Ren family. Aren't you afraid of getting beaten up?"

Old Deng, slumped on the ground, was terrified as he watched Xie Wenyuan's behavior. He didn't want to see such a young and capable man ruin his future because of him.

The leader of the Ren family, carrying a large machete, swaggered up to Xie Wenyuan.

"Kid, you think you're so tough? What, you want to stop the Ren family from reclaiming their property?"

Xie Wenyuan frowned deeply. He had seen shameless people before, but never anyone this shameless. In his previous life, he probably would have done something like destroying an account during a live stream.

"Ren family property? I've worked here for over a year and I've never heard of it belonging to the Ren family. You lot, go back to where you came from. Oh, and don't forget about the losses here; pay whatever amount of silver is due."

The group looked at each other, and for a moment fell into an eerie silence, before bursting into laughter.

"Hahaha, did I hear that right? This kid actually told us to get lost and even demanded compensation?"

"Where did this idiot come from? Didn't he even go out and ask around to find out who we are?"

The leader raised his machete, the tip pointing at Xie Wenyuan's forehead, less than an inch away.

As we all know, it is very uncomfortable when a sharp object is very close to the eyes, so Xie Wenyuan waved his hand and slapped the cleaver aside.

However, the other side took this as a signal to start a war, and immediately swung their machetes at Xie Wenyuan, while the other three also rushed over.

Old Deng had prepared himself to see Xie Wenyuan killed by the other party, and he closed his eyes, unable to bear watching.

But a scream that followed made him open his eyes again.

Suddenly, a rusty, broken iron knife appeared in Xie Wenyuan's hand, with a cloud pattern encircling its blade, and blood slowly dripping down its side.

The leader of the opposing side was kneeling on the ground, his left hand clutching his right, seemingly suffering immense pain, and screaming incessantly.

Looking down further, a hand holding a machete lay quietly on the ground, telling its story.

"Boss!"

Seeing their leader's miserable state, one of the three behind him helped him up, while the other two chose to gang up on Xie Wenyuan.

But Xie Wenyuan, now with the new entry, was like a war god, slashing down the two men one by one.

He pointed the knife at the last uninjured person and asked:

"What did you say?"

The remaining man trembled all over, ignoring even the injured leader, and ran away from the lumberyard.

"Holy crap, running that fast, is it a mad dog?"

Xie Wenyuan then walked to the two men lying on the ground and touched their bodies with the tip of his knife.

"Hey, stop pretending. I didn't kill him. Go back and tell your young master to come when he's supposed to, and don't go back on your word. Get lost."

These two were more loyal than the one who ran away first; they picked up the severed hand, lifted their elder brother up, and ran.

Old Deng looked at Xie Wenyuan, who was standing there striking a pose, and couldn't believe it for a moment. This kid was hiding so well that he was actually a spiritual warrior with spiritual weapons!

[Task completed, reward issued.]

Xie Wenyuan wasn't standing there to show off; he was simply observing the antidote he had just obtained.

[Basic Antidote: Can neutralize all poisons of the mortal world, and can also alleviate the effects of extraordinary poisons.]

The effect seems pretty good. Although it won't completely cure Yue'er's poison, it should alleviate it to some extent, and at the very least, it shouldn't allow the poison to spread.

"Young Master Xie, no, Lord Xie, you've offended the Ren family. You're probably not going to have a good time from now on. Take your sister and run away while you still can."

"There's no need to call me that. I'm just an ordinary spiritual practitioner. You don't need to worry about me. The most important thing right now is to clean up the lumber mill. Even if the Ren family forcibly seizes this land, you can't let them destroy your property."

Xie Wenyuan first put the knife away, then helped Old Deng up.

Old Deng sighed, wiped away his tears, and looked worried.

"Sigh, I originally thought that their large family would keep their word, but who knew they would do such a thuggish thing. This lumber mill can't stay open anymore, so you don't need to come tomorrow. I want to get away as soon as possible to avoid getting into trouble."

Xie Wenyuan looked at the limping old Deng and felt a pang of unease.

Ren Xingyuan, the young master of the Ren family, is a near-genius spiritual cultivator who possesses a magical artifact. Because the head of the Ren family had him late in life, he has been pampered by the Ren family since birth and has been given whatever he wants.

He took a liking to this land purely for pleasure, and the content of that pleasure was supposedly to keep some orphaned girls here for his amusement.

"He's a real local tyrant, daring to play like this. Isn't he afraid of being hit by an iron fist one day?"

But no matter what others do, it's none of his business; at this moment, he's just an ordinary little spiritual cultivator. But if you're just having fun and insist on coming to cut off my source of income, then don't blame me for causing you trouble.

After helping Old Deng pack up his last few things, Xie Wenyuan headed home with his day's haul.

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Inside the Ren family mansion, Ren Xingyuan looked at the three disabled and one insane man and was furious. The once pampered young man was now as black as the bottom of a pot.

"What good are you bunch of useless trash? You can't even handle a small lumber mill, and they chopped it up like this!"

The man with the missing hand replied tremblingly:

"Young Master, it's really not our fault. They actually had a Spirit Warrior there who could defeat us with a single strike. We were powerless to help."

His explanation only made things worse, infuriating Ren Xingyuan to the point of wanting his lungs to explode.

"Stop making excuses! No matter how powerful he is, he's still just one person! Fine, tomorrow I'll personally meet him and see who dares to obstruct my plans."

Then Ren Xingyuan beckoned, and a burly middle-aged man walked up to him.

"Master Ye, we don't need these people anymore. Drag them out and feed them to the dogs."

The four men begged for mercy repeatedly, shouting "No!"

"Please spare us, young master!"

But Master Ye ignored them and punched each of them once. All four men's chests caved in, and they soon fell silent.

"I've heard there's a mute girl in the south of the city who's as beautiful as an angel. I wonder if she could become a member of my Yan Chun Lou? Hehehe."