Chapter 2: Forceful Coffin Lifting!

"Tsk, tsk, what a beauty! Aren't you very loyal? Fine, after I'm done with my fun, I'll kill you too, so you can reunite with your useless master in the netherworld!"

"No... don't! Let me go... ugh, ah..."

"Want to bite your tongue and commit suicide? Save your strength! You, a worthless servant with no cultivation, don't even have the right to commit suicide in front of me, an Eighth Rank玄徒 (Xuantu)! Hahaha..."

"Stop it right now!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from a hunched old man who limped forward to stop the man: "I command you to stop, in the name of being Young Master Chen Shen's butler!"

"Hey, Butler Fushun, you sure have a lot of authority! Someone who doesn't know you might think you're the head of the clan!"

The scarred man laughed mockingly, suddenly extending his right hand to grab the old man's neck. With a slight effort, he lifted him up as easily as an eagle picking up a chick.

"Cough, cough...?"

Butler Fushun's wrinkled face quickly turned purplish-black due to the lack of oxygen.

But he remained stubbornly defiant, refusing to beg for mercy. He picked up his broken wooden cane and, with all his strength, started beating the man's iron-like body.

However, without any cultivation, he might as well have been using a broken stick. Even if he had a sharp sword, he wouldn't have been able to hurt the Eighth Rank Xuantu in front of him!

"What a loyal old dog! It seems Chen Zangfeng is truly disappointed in his grandson! Not only was he exiled from the capital, but he doesn't even deserve a few capable servants."

"Chen Shen is a waste, and even his butler is a crippled old dog that no one wants! Hahaha...?"

After saying this, the scarred man swung his arm and threw the old man away like a rag doll.

The old man rolled several times on the muddy ground before lying still, his thin body trembling from the pain...

"Grandpa Fushun!" Miao Ling cried out in anguish.

"Old dog, you're in the way! I won't kill you right now, but after I'm done, I'll come back and flay you alive!"

The scarred man cursed, then turned to Miao Ling with a sinister smile: "Little wench, you're still worried about others at a time like this? Think about yourself more!"

At this moment, the skinny man who had been carrying the coffin with him also approached with a lecherous grin: "Brother Scar, I didn't notice earlier, but now that I look closely, she's quite a beauty! Can I have a taste too?"

"Sure, but you have to wait your turn, and pay ten gold coins afterward," the scarred man said arrogantly.

"Ah? I have to pay?" the skinny man looked distressed.

"Of course! Even a random brothel visit costs you three to five gold coins. This girl is prettier than the girls in the capital's Grand Flower House! Ten gold coins, no negotiation!"

"Damn you, Scar, just because you're one rank higher in cultivation? I'll get you back one day!"

The skinny man cursed inwardly but had to smile and say, "Brother Scar, can you give me a discount? Considering our years of friendship...?"

...

While the two were haggling, Chen Shen inside the coffin had heard everything clearly.

He was both delighted and furious!

He was delighted that in this world, there were still an old man and a young girl who genuinely cared about him, even willing to risk their lives to protect him—even if he was just a cold corpse in the coffin!

He was furious that the lackeys sent by his cousins were about to assault Miao Ling and had already injured Butler Fushun!

Chen Shen had just been reborn in this world, and the two people who cared about him the most were being bullied by these arrogant and tyrannical fellows. How could he bear it?

But the System Spirit had already made it clear that the host, Chen Shen, currently had only the cultivation of a Third Rank Xuantu.

From the conversation of the two villains, one was a Seventh Rank Xuantu, and the other had reached the Eighth Rank Xuantu!

Fighting one-on-two against opponents who were several ranks higher, Chen Shen knew he had no chance of winning!

"System Spirit, come out! Give me strength, I want to break out of the coffin and save them!"

The young man was like an ant on a hot pan, shouting in his heart!

"Beep! The Invincible System can grant the host an ultra-limit boost, allowing you to instantly defeat your enemies, but this function can only be used once. Do you confirm?"

"Confirm, confirm! Hurry, right now!" Chen Shen was overjoyed!

Once is once!

As long as he could save Miao Ling and Fushun, it was worth it!

"Beep! Activation condition: You need forty-nine Imperial Rank Xuan Crystals."

Chen Shen was stunned, then burst out in anger: "What the hell are Imperial Rank Xuan Crystals? I'm in this coffin, almost being buried alive, where am I supposed to get those damn Xuan Crystals?"

After two seconds, the System Spirit coldly replied: "The host can also choose the second option: randomly sacrifice one of your bodily functions to gain the ultra-limit boost function."

"Randomly sacrifice a bodily function? If it's my eyes, I'll be blind, if it's my ears, I'll be deaf? Is that how cruel it is?"

Chen Shen was so angry he wanted to jump, cursing the System Spirit's ancestors for generations.

But he had no other choice.

Could he really fight those two villains with his Third Rank Xuantu cultivation? The result would be like an egg hitting a stone.

At this moment, the two shameless coffin carriers had already agreed on the price!

Miao Ling's cries for help and sobs grew even more pitiful!

The old servant Fushun, who had served for many years, was still in a critical condition!

Finally, Chen Shen nodded firmly: "Deal!"

"Beep! Ultra-limit boost successful. Current cultivation: First Rank Xuanzhe! Duration: five minutes."

As the system sound rang out, Chen Shen felt an endless surge of power within him.

He clenched his right fist and casually punched the coffin wall—

"Thud!"

After a dull sound, the three-inch-thick wooden coffin couldn't withstand the force of this casual punch and was punched through, creating a large hole!

A piece of wood flew out and hit the scarred man's forehead, causing it to bleed.

Chen Shen inside the coffin was both surprised and delighted: "This is the power of a First Rank Xuanzhe? Compared to the Third Rank Xuantu's cultivation of this body, it's like heaven and earth...?"

If he was going to show off, he might as well do it completely!

He spread his fingers and slowly drew a circle in the air outside the coffin, then slowly clenched his hand—

"Crack, crack, crack!"

The sound of his joints and bones cracking was particularly jarring to the ears!

Everyone present froze, staring at the hand that emerged from inside the coffin, their breathing almost stopping...