Chapter 3

Yang Qingxuan felt an indescribable comfort and elation, and with a surge of spirit, he let out a long howl to the sky. The howl was like the sound of a bell and a drum, shaking the clouds high above.

He was extremely excited, but Hu Ding and Zhou Cang were in a dire state, their faces ashen under the pressure of the Dragon Subduing Palm Technique.

The two of them barely managed to block the first seven waves of energy, but on the eighth wave, their true essence was shattered, and they were sent flying.

"Boom!"

The wind roared like a dragon, piercing through the air, and the earth trembled!

The two of them flew backward like broken kites, leaving trails of fresh red blood in the air.

Whether by coincidence or due to Yang Qingxuan's precise control, both of them landed beside Xue Hao, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.

"This fool, when did this fool become so powerful!"

"Don't, don't kill us, wuwuwu!"

"Damn, damn, my balls, it's over, it's all over..."

Zhou Cang and the other two struggled backward, their minds blank. They didn't understand what was happening, and now, looking at Yang Qingxuan, they felt only immense fear.

At this moment, Yang Qingxuan seemed reborn, his aura piercing the sky. As he approached step by step, the intimidating pressure became increasingly clear.

As a grandmaster of martial arts in the Huaxia nation, respected by all, he naturally exuded a grandmaster's aura, a stark contrast to his former dull and foolish appearance.

Xue Hao, clutching his crotch, cried out in pain, "It's over, it's over..."

After one palm strike and one howl, the pent-up frustration in Yang Qingxuan's chest dissipated, and he felt refreshed. The true essence within his body surged like a dragon and an elephant, finally calming down after a while.

He thought to himself, "These three are just ordinary students from Tiancong Academy, yet they managed to block seven waves of the Dragon Subduing Palm Technique. This world must be far more terrifying than Earth."

"On Earth, after reaching the peak of cultivation, one can clearly feel the pressure of heaven and earth, restraining further progress. But in this world..."

He looked up at the sky, which was deep and vast, and felt a surge of joy. "I can't feel any restraints at all!"

The surging true energy within him, like a dragon and an elephant, was a sign of the tenth level of the Qi Martial Realm, the Great Perfection stage.

"The peak on Earth is just the Great Perfection of the Qi Martial Realm. And the tenth level of the Qi Martial Realm isn't even the entry level..."

Yang Qingxuan organized his memories. The Qi Martial Realm was just the stage of martial disciples. True martial artists had three major realms: the Spirit Martial Realm, the True Martial Realm, and the Origin Martial Realm. Each major realm was divided into four minor stages: initial, intermediate, advanced, and Great Perfection.

After the tenth level of the Qi Martial Realm, one could refine qi into a seal, condense a martial soul, and enter the Spirit Martial Realm, becoming a true martial artist!

"Hehe, this is indeed an interesting world."

"Grandfather, I will not only become a true martial artist, but I will also stand tall and proud, reaching the pinnacle of this martial world!" Yang Qingxuan said to himself.

At this moment, his blood was hot, and he suppressed his excitement, laughing loudly as he walked toward the three men. "Gentlemen, did you have fun?"

His gaze, cold as ice, swept over the three men, making them tremble like leaves.

"Over the past three years, the three of you have borrowed a total of 1,080 silver coins from me. At a monthly interest rate of ten percent, compounded, you now owe me approximately 9,871 silver coins. It's time to pay up, isn't it?"

"Nine, nine thousand silver coins? How did you calculate that? It was only a little over a thousand, right?" Zhou Cang was stunned by the number.

In the next moment, he saw a blur and felt a slap on his right cheek, spitting out a mouthful of teeth and blood.

Then a shadow of a shoe flashed by, and Zhou Cang's head was forcefully pressed into the dirt.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Yang Qingxuan stomped hard, crushing Zhou Cang's head into the soil.

"Can't you calculate compound interest? What kind of books do you read, only knowing how to extort your classmates?"

As a grandmaster of the Huaxia nation, he had faced countless forces and dealing with these school thugs was no challenge.

Moreover, these thugs were clearly ruthless, even robbing the living expenses of the dull and foolish. They had no trace of kindness.

To deal with these scum of the academy, one must use the iron fist to suppress evil!

The compassionate Buddha's low brow is for the benefit of all beings, while the fierce gaze of the Bodhisattva is to subdue all demons.

"Y-You... are you going to kill him?"

Xue Hao and Hu Ding were terrified, and Xue Hao had forgotten about his crushed testicles. They both felt as if they were in a dream.

"Kill? How could I?"

Yang Qingxuan rubbed his hands and smiled. "You owe me so much money, how could I bear to let you die?"

He stomped the ground, and with a "bang," the earth exploded.

Zhou Cang flew up, landing several meters away, his head swollen like a watermelon, unrecognizable even to his own mother.

Xue Hao and Hu Ding were completely intimidated, their mouths agape, and their minds in chaos.

Yang Qingxuan's gaze fell on the two of them, and he said coldly, "Do you know how to do math?"

"Yes, yes!"

The two of them nodded rapidly, like chickens pecking at grain.

Yang Qingxuan asked, "How much do you owe me?"

"9,871 silver coins!"

Xue Hao quickly reported the number, sounding very confident.

Yang Qingxuan nodded. "Hmm, how did it become so much? Wasn't it just a little over a thousand silver coins? Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

"No, no! Absolutely no mistake!"

Xue Hao counted on his fingers and said firmly, "Interest on interest, compounded, it's only more than this number."

Yang Qingxuan finally showed a satisfied look and stepped forward. With a "rip," he tore off Xue Hao's white shirt.

Xue Hao's face turned green, and he trembled. "Are you going to rape me?"

"Bang!"

Yang Qingxuan's face turned black, and he felt a wave of nausea. He punched Xue Hao in the face, smashing his features, and shouted, "Dare to disgust me, do you want me to beat you to death?!"

He tore a long strip of cloth and dipped it in Xue Hao's blood, writing on the white cloth with a strong and powerful hand, creating an IOU.

"Done, come over and sign it."

The three of them didn't dare to resist, trembling as they pressed their fingerprints without even looking.

Yang Qingxuan put away the IOU and lectured them, "From now on, study hard and don't bully your classmates, understand?"

"Yes, yes."

"Be kind to your classmates, learn the five principles of conduct, the four beauties, and the three warmthings. In the future, be useful to society, serve the country, and serve the people of Cangnan, understand?"

"Understand, understand! We will be kind to each other, study hard, be polite, and become useful to society!"

The three of them nodded vigorously, their faces full of determination, though their heads were swollen like pig heads, making them unrecognizable to each other.

Yang Qingxuan was satisfied. "Alright, that's enough for today. Changing social风气, improving the quality of young people, is everyone's responsibility. I need to hurry to the academy assessment. If I find you extorting your classmates again, I'll break all your bones!"

"Yes, yes, it won't happen again, it absolutely won't happen again!"

The three of them, with mournful faces, swore to the heavens, vowing never to repeat their mistakes.

Yang Qingxuan then took a step, and in the blink of an eye, he was a thousand feet away, rushing toward the academy. He had been delayed by the three of them, and if he missed the academy assessment, it would be a big problem.

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