Chapter 6

Hu Wan is very rich.

This was Yang Yu's first impression of this senior brother Hu.

The outer city of Black Mountain has three major districts, each with a butcher, and Hu Wan is precisely the butcher of his district.

Not only is he himself as burly as a bear, but his two or thirty subordinates are also broad-shouldered and strong.

Even some of the small gangs in the outer city dare not provoke them.

"Hey!"

Just as he stepped out of the inner city gate, Yang Yu heard his senior brother Hu chuckle: "Junior Brother Yang, it seems you've been targeted."

"Wang Liu."

Those few people were squatting here in broad daylight, and Yang Yu naturally saw them and recognized them.

The tallest of the group was called Wang Liu, the lover of the woman who had come to his house that day. He was known for his bullying and was a notorious troublemaker in their area.

"Look at this!"

Hu Wan chuckled and shouted loudly to the few ruffians who were about to slip away: "Brats, come over to Grandpa!"

Wang Liu and the others stiffened, turned their heads, and their faces were even more miserable than crying: "Wang Liu has seen Senior Brother Hu..."

"Is Senior Brother a title you can call me?"

Before he could finish speaking, Hu Wan's large hand, like a fan, already covered Wang Liu's face, and blood and teeth flew out.

"Call me Lord Hu!"

"Oh, oh~"

Wang Liu was knocked to the ground, crying and wailing: "Lord Hu, why did you hit me?"

"What? Can't Grandpa hit you?"

Hu Wan kicked him again, and Wang Liu rolled several times, feeling as if he was about to be kicked to death.

The other ruffians trembled with fear, not daring to run away, let alone fight back.

They only bullied honest people; how could they stand up to a big butcher like Hu Wan?

"Lord Hu, please, please stop..."

Wang Liu was dazed, crawling on the ground and begging for mercy, his pants wet with urine.

"Filthy scum, daring to threaten someone's family?"

Hu Wan's face was full of disgust, and he spat a mouthful of yellow phlegm on Wang Liu's face, then kicked him away.

"Get lost!"

Wang Liu groaned, but he couldn't even crawl up. He was carried away by two ruffians, wailing and looking miserable.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Hu."

Yang Yu hurriedly thanked him, feeling relieved.

"What are you thanking me for? I can only help you for a moment. This kind of scum is the most troublesome. If you want to solve the problem, it's up to you."

Hu Wan waved his hand: "If you want to thank someone, thank the old man."

Yang Yu nodded, also becoming more cautious.

He had only met Hu Wan a few times, and this time he acted because Wei He had instructed him. To solve the threat, he still had to rely on himself.

"You don't need to worry too much."

Seeing that Yang Yu was silent, Hu Wan added: "These ruffians are mostly from poor families, relying on their ruthlessness to get by. After you practice for a few days, they won't dare to provoke you."

As they walked, Yang Yu didn't miss this opportunity to ask Hu Wan about knife techniques and to inquire about some matters in the outer city.

When they had walked through several streets and were almost at the square, Hu Wan suddenly stopped and pulled Yang Yu into a small alley.

"Huh?"

Yang Yu was taken aback and then saw that a high platform had been set up on the square, with an old Taoist priest who looked like a sage reciting something.

Below the platform, a large crowd stood or sat, old and young, male and female, but they were all silent, looking extremely eerie.

"This outer city is no place to stay, no place to stay..."

Hu Wan muttered, his face not looking good: "Damn it, even my brothers have been pulled in."

"Strange, strange!"

Hu Wan said "strange" twice, pulling Yang Yu to take a detour, not even daring to face them.

"Is Senior Brother Hu afraid of the Life-Saving Sect?"

Yang Yu's heart stirred.

In the past half year, this was the first time he had seen someone dislike the Life-Saving Sect. The others, including his grandmother, thought this sect cured diseases and saved lives, and was a good sect.

Over time, he almost thought he was being too suspicious.

Seeing Hu Wan's fearful expression, he couldn't help but ask.

"Am I afraid of them?"

Hu Wan's face darkened, denying it outright, and after scanning the surroundings, he lowered his voice: "The Life-Saving Sect is very strange!"

"Don't they cure diseases and save lives?"

Yang Yu pretended not to understand.

"Can a few talismans cure diseases and save lives? If they have such skills, why don't they serve the emperor instead of coming to treat us poor people?"

Hu Wan chuckled coldly a few times and said:

"The number of people who died of illness in our outer city this year is more than in the past three to five years, and they are all young. Ha ha..."

As he spoke, Hu Wan suddenly stopped, and Yang Yu suddenly looked up to see a man in white, dressed like someone in mourning, leading a group of people passing by outside the alley.

The leader even glanced at Hu Wan.

"Phew..."

Hu Wan panted heavily, beads of sweat on his forehead. Seeing Yang Yu's strange look, he was somewhat annoyed:

"If I hadn't 'changed blood' a few days ago, I would have already led people to take down this damn sect!"

Yang Yu had been curious, but hearing Hu Wan's words, he immediately caught the important point:

"Change blood?"

"You don't know? Right, you just joined."

Hu Wan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, not wanting to move, and leaned against the wall to rest:

"Our martial arts, whether it's knives, spears, or fists, ultimately comes down to who is faster and stronger. But once the body is honed to a certain level, to increase further, you need to 'change blood'."

Change blood...

Listening to Hu Wan, Yang Yu's eyes lit up.

At this moment, he recalled that Hu Wan was indeed tall and strong, but Wang Liu was also a tall man, yet he was beaten like a child by Hu Wan without any resistance.

And Hu Wan's 200-pound body was lifted by the old man Wei with one hand, which was surprising at the time, but now it made sense.

It was because of the blood change.

"Senior Brother, how can one change blood?"

Yang Yu asked.

"Do you want to change blood? Do you know how many medicinal herbs you need? My father has been slaughtering pigs for thirty years, and I have been doing it for over ten years. Even so,

one blood change almost left us in poverty. You..."

Hu Wan shook his head repeatedly:

"Poor scholars, rich warriors. Do you think it's just talk?"

Yang Yu didn't speak, just pinched the pebbles in his pocket.

No medicinal herbs, maybe pebbles will do?

"Alright, alright, ask the old man about these things."

Seeing that Yang Yu was about to ask more, Hu Wan felt a headache, waved his hand, and left the alley.

"Change blood, change blood..."

Yang Yu kept repeating these two words, feeling a great desire in his heart.

In this world, relying on others is not as good as relying on oneself.

If he were strong, how could a ruffian like Wang Liu dare to threaten his family?

...

As evening approached, after sending off Hu Wan, who had eaten a few bites, Yang Yu closed the door, picked up a cloth bag, and went to the kitchen.

He heated water in a pot and then poured the carefully selected 'pebbles' into the pot to boil.

After washing them many times, he drained the water, scooped them out, and put them back in the bag, carrying them back to his room.

"Isn't it just eating stones?"

"Eat!"

Yang Yu closed the doors and windows, placed the boiled pebbles on the bedside, and lay down on the bed, closing his eyes.

He gritted his teeth and summoned the 'Cauldron of Gluttony.'

"Refine!"