Chapter 6

Though he had been mentally prepared, Luo Chuan was still shocked when he saw the shattered stones scattered on the ground.

Soon, his surprise turned into joy, filling his heart.

Breaking stones and splitting rocks—this was the hallmark of the Lesser Void Spirit Realm!

Luo Chuan had just stepped into the first stage of Foundation Establishment, and his strength already rivaled that of the Lesser Void Spirit Realm in the martial arts world. The Lesser Void Spirit Realm was the standard for top-notch experts in the Tang Kingdom, possessing a strength of five thousand catties. Compared to Luo Chuan’s previous Lesser Alchemy Realm, this was a leap of two realms, saving him at least thirty years of hard work!

"This is the difference between true immortal cultivation techniques and the martial arts of the alchemy path!"

Luo Chuan muttered, his gaze falling on the scattered food boxes and dishes, his eyes filled with warmth.

Since being locked in the secret room, he had not eaten for a full ten days.

It was only now that he felt hungry.

Fortunately, it was cold, and the food sent by Little Stutter had not gone bad after a few days.

Luo Chuan's eyes glowed green as he pounced on the food boxes.

...

Outside the secret room, there were no stars or moon.

It was unknown when the sky had started to snow lightly.

A not very tall figure sneaked into the courtyard, quietly approaching the secret room.

About ten steps away from the secret room, at a withered tree, Lu Ping suddenly stopped. He held a key in his hand, staring straight at the iron door of the secret room, hesitating to move forward.

He had already made up his mind that if Luo Chuan was still alive, he would secretly let him go.

Although Luo Chuan had a bad reputation in the mansion, in Lu Ping's heart, Luo Chuan was always the person who, in that winter, walked out of the crowd watching the commotion, silently taking out all his money to give him.

Lu Ping came from an ordinary family, with a simple and straightforward personality. People like him were even more likely to know how to repay kindness.

When he reached the secret room, the words Li Quanfu had said to him during the day suddenly echoed in his mind. He could not consider himself, but he could not ignore his younger sister. If he let Luo Chuan go, it would surely bring him immense trouble. His life was not worth much, but if he died, how would his ten-year-old sister survive alone?

Lu Ping did not notice that not far behind him, someone was crouching by the wall, coldly watching him.

Seeing Lu Ping stop, Li Quanfu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He had a soft rope hidden in his sleeve, prepared for Lu Ping. He liked this simple and straightforward young man, always seeing the shadow of his own youth in Lu Ping. He would occasionally take care of Lu Ping. However, if Lu Ping insisted on saving Luo Chuan, Li Quanfu would not hesitate to bind Lu Ping and take him to the master of the mansion.

His strength had greatly declined, and he had been hiding in the Luo Mansion for many years. He did not want to be exposed because of Lu Ping.

Just as Li Quanfu thought Lu Ping was about to give up, Lu Ping suddenly started walking towards the secret room.

Li Quanfu's eyes showed regret and cruelty as he was about to step forward with the soft rope. At that moment, he felt a sudden movement and turned sharply to the side.

A strange fire descended from the sky, transforming into a human form upon landing.

"Indeed, just as I guessed, you little waste of space actually wanted to release a serious criminal!"

Lu Ping's body trembled violently, and he turned in terror. When he saw Pang Guan, his face turned pale, cold sweat poured down, and his legs trembled.

In the Luo Family, almost no one did not know Pang Guan.

It was not because of his title as the Heavenly Mystic Hand, nor because of his status as a lackey of the Third Young Master, but because of his extremely cruel methods. Before being subdued by the Third Young Master, he was the leader of the Thirteen Bandits of Yan Mountain, committing all sorts of atrocities. After surrendering to the Luo Family, he became somewhat restrained, but his nature was hard to change. Who would believe he had truly reformed?

"Looks like you know who I am."

Pang Guan's eyes showed a hint of interest.

When he was a bandit, his favorite thing to do was to watch others tremble in fear before him. At such times, he always felt an indescribable excitement. He enjoyed slowly torturing these weak "lambs" until they were killed, savoring their pleas and fear from start to finish. This was his greatest pleasure in life.

After being subdued by the Third Young Master, he rarely had the chance to enjoy this pleasure. Therefore, when he saw the stuttering young man trembling with fear, he began to feel excited.

"Pang Sir, I'll give you a chance. If you swallow this key, I won't hold it against you." Looking down at the pale-faced Lu Ping, Pang Guan's lips curled up.

Lu Ping was stunned. He lowered his head, looking at the key the size of a fist, his body shuddering, his eyes welling up with tears.

"Ha ha ha..." Pang Guan laughed loudly, enjoying the young man's terrified expression.

"If you don't swallow it, I'll have to use other means. Do you want me to skin you and stretch you out like a pancake, then dry you slowly? Or do you want me to tear off your flesh piece by piece, rip out your intestines, and throw them to the dogs in the wilderness?"

"Hmph! Who told you to oppose the Third Young Master? At your young age, with a bright future, you actually oppose my young master for a doomed person. You don't know when to die!"

Pang Guan laughed wildly. In front of him, the young man had already collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down his face, completely in despair.

Pang Guan grabbed Lu Ping, looking closely at the terrified young man, and sneered, "By the way, I wonder if you have any other siblings. It's best if you don't. Otherwise... hehe, I guarantee their fate will be a hundred times worse than yours. Of course, if you swallow the key, I might consider sparing them."

Lu Ping shuddered, the image of his little sister's radiant smile flashing in his mind. He was dazed, his gaze shifting to the key in his hand, his teeth chattering.

Pang Guan, being extremely astute, guessed what was on Lu Ping's mind from his expression. His eyes flashed with excitement, and he said slowly, "This is your last chance. Do you want to die alone, or drag your family down with you? You'd better hope there are no women in your family, or my brothers will have some fun."

Lu Ping trembled violently, his face filled with sorrow. After a moment, he closed his eyes and raised the key to his mouth.

The key was as long as an adult's fist. If he swallowed it, it would only pierce his trachea, causing a painful death.

Li Quanfu, hiding behind the wall, sighed inwardly.

What a fool!

To offend the most promising genius of a noble family for a hopeless bastard, and end up losing everything... You are truly the biggest fool in the entire capital!

Taking one last look at Lu Ping, Li Quanfu suppressed his emotions and tiptoed back.

After taking two steps, Li Quanfu inexplicably stopped.

His strength had greatly declined, but his intuition from the Greater Void Spirit Realm days was still there.

His heart racing, Li Quanfu turned sharply and saw that an additional person had appeared in the courtyard.

It was a young man with a bare upper body, his skin pale and smooth, emitting a jade-like luster, yet not hiding his well-defined muscles. His body seemed to be filled with explosive power. His aura was unique, ethereal yet full of vitality.

The young man lifted his head, his eyes cold, "Dog slave, let go!"

Li Quanfu's body trembled, his face showing a look of shock.

Lu Ping was dazed, thinking he was dreaming.

Amidst the flying snow, Luo Chuan stood tall. He was half a head shorter than Pang Guan, and his figure was slightly lean. When he silently appeared beside Pang Guan, no one noticed.

Luo Chuan... How did he get out?

Was the door of the secret room not locked?

For a moment, the same thought crossed the minds of Li Quanfu and the others.

Pang Guan was the first to recover, sneering, "Oh, it's Young Master Luo. What wind blew you here? I forgot, you live here. Hmph! Instead of staying inside to wait for death, you came out to seek death!"

Li Quanfu looked at Luo Chuan with a complex expression, sensing something was amiss.

"Ha ha ha, tonight is truly interesting. I didn't expect to find a Great Alchemy Realm expert among the inner guards." Pang Guan laughed, his eyes flashing with killing intent as he glanced at Li Quanfu.

Li Quanfu's face changed drastically. After hesitating for a moment, he stepped out from behind the wall, cautiously watching Pang Guan under the withered tree.

He had once reached the Greater Void Spirit Realm, a top expert in the Tang Kingdom, but his strength had now declined to the Great Alchemy Realm, far from being a match for Pang Guan. Pang Guan was known for his cruel and ruthless nature, and Li Quanfu had heard of his love for killing. Sensing Pang Guan's unmasked killing intent, Li Quanfu felt a sense of foreboding and regret, even blaming Luo Chuan.

At that moment, Li Quanfu was slightly stunned, then shook his head and laughed bitterly.

He saw Luo Chuan suddenly step forward, extending his fist towards Pang Guan.

"Take this punch!"

His punch was weak and slow, full of flaws in Li Quanfu's eyes. Moreover, Luo Chuan had even warned him before attacking, making him seem naive and laughable.

Pang Guan was also taken aback. He looked down at Luo Chuan with disdain, a cruel smile on his face, and said slowly, "Foolish. I wonder why the young master spared your life."

He casually grabbed Luo Chuan's fist, not even bothering to look closely.

Amidst the snow, the night was hazy, and Pang Guan failed to notice the fleeting flash in Luo Chuan's eyes.

As their fists were about to touch, Luo Chuan no longer hid his true strength. His face was cold, but his eyes burned with fierce flames.

The water and fire vortex inside his body spun faster, a powerful force surging through his meridians to his fist.

The moment he released his punch, Luo Chuan heard a buzzing sound in his body. Streams of qi and blood surged like dragons, making his blood feel as if it were boiling, trying to burst through his veins, making his already powerful punch even more explosive.

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking echoed.

In an instant, Pang Guan's right arm shortened at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye, from his palm to his elbow and shoulder, completely shattered!

Blood spurted high into the air, staining the white snow red as it fell.

Little Stutter, Lu Ping, rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he saw.

Li Quanfu took two steps back, his mouth wide open, his already prominent cheekbones becoming even more prominent, looking like a fat stork with a stuck throat.

Pang Guan stared at his bloodied and mangled shoulder, dazed. It was only when the pain overwhelmed him that he realized the reality.

With a scream, sweat poured down Pang Guan's forehead. He stared at Luo Chuan with fear, staggering backward, his shoulders twitching, his face drained of all color.

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