Su Yang ran back to his chambers as soon as he could.
"Brother Ding Yang! I have prepared everything! They are waiting outside the sect for your help," Su Yang shouted at the top of his voice.
Yang Ding shook his head in annoyance.
"Seriously why am I even doing this?" he whispered to himself, "If not for this damnable system, I would have never done this."
"Okay let's go," Yang Ding shouted as he got up, "By the way did you bought the rations?"
"Yes!"
Su Yang was very enthusiastic about the whole situation. The very thought of being a help to those in need made him in high spirits.
"Here"
Su Yang passed nine meals worth of ration to Yang Ding.
"This should work," Yang Ding said as he checked the contents.
Su Yang's gaze fell on Yang Din's missing leg as he got up from his bed standing perfectly on one leg.
"You know you should get a prosthesis since you have so much money to get one made."
"Haha," Yang Ding laughed, "You don't have to worry about me. I have a miraculous cure that can restore even lost limbs!"
"What!"
"It's highly expensive. Some of the ingredients can't even be found on this plane and I had to beg master to find them for me"
"I see. Your master is an immortal!"
"HaHa, Yes."
*Ping*
[User caught partaking in a lie to inflate his pride]
[One point will be added to Pride tally]
Yang Ding's brows twitched at the system message.
Outside the clan, a group of needy souls had accumulated. There was a total of nine of them waiting to get what they were promised. It was then that they came under the eyes of a young cultivator.
"Huh? What are these suckers doing here!" Wei Hung cried.
He walked up to them and picked one of them by his collar. The already torn shirt was stretched to its limits as it lifted the man along with itself.
All of them were fear-stricken at the arrival of a cultivator.
"Young master, please forgive me. I have done nothing wrong! I came here when a member of your sect asked me to!" The powerless man cried as he begged for forgiveness.
"You dare to disregard our sect! Even to the point of claiming that our cultivators would even think of talking with trash like you?"
"I speak the truth! Oh, young master please forgive me!" The man clasped his hands as he begged.
"You!" Yang Ding pulled back his fist to punch the poor man when…
"He speaks the truth brother, Wei Hung," Su Yang ran towards him trying to stop him from beating the innocent man.
"I was the one who asked him to come here"
"You?" Wen Hei face palmed himself, "Haha, why didn't I think of you before."
"You must be wanting to join them… Then come let me make you a cripple for life! So that you can join them."
"We are not interested," Yang Ding who came behind Su Yang voiced out.
Wen Hei's eyes fell on Yang Ding, and then it switched to his missing leg.
"F*cking cripple dares to talk back to me!"
Wen Hei dashed towards him condensing his Qi on his fists. He wanted to end Yang Ding's life then and there.
But Wen Hei, just like Su Yang was just an outer court disciple. He was at the True Profound Realm at best and doesn't stand a chance against Yang Ding who was a realm higher than him.
Before even Wen Hei could get close Yang Ding sprinted to the side. The momentum caused him to go straight crashing with the wall.
Boom!
Yang Ding shook his head.
"These immature people… always poking their nose where it doesn't belong"
After a while, Wen Hei got up from that debris.
Yang Ding was patiently waiting for him.
"You fool! Why did you dodge!"
"So what do you want me to do?" asked Yang Ding, "Stay put and wait for your punch to connect? Fine then… come"
Yang Ding beckoned him.
Yang Ding braced himself as he condensed his Qi around himself forming a layer of defense. He took out his sword and stabbed the ground with it and held onto it firmly while standing with dignity.
"You dare mock me! Today you are dead."
Wen Hei ran towards him again, but when his punch connected to Yang Ding's face he was unfazed.
Wen Hei's punch simply lacked any power in front of Yang Ding's energy.
"I didn't want to do this as it would reveal my cultivation level. But you are getting in my way"
Yang Ding pulled out his sword and placed it on Wen Hei's neck.
"The next time you come in my way, your neck will be flying off"
Intense killing intent leaked through him.
Wen Hei gulped in fright.
When Yang Ding removed the sword from his neck. He left at once cursing Su Yang on the way...
"Su Yang just you wait and see. I am not letting you off easy this time!"
"Yeah yeah whatever, you can only bully weak people" Yang Ding shrugged.
His eyes went to Su Yang and the others.
Everyone sighed a breath of relief.
"Let's do this as fast as possible"
Yang Ding passed the ration to them.
9 Packets of food.
They were elated upon receiving such a generous gift.
*ping*
[User has helped nine people to put on their tables]
[A great act of charity]
[User will be granted 45 shop points!]
Yang Ding smiled.
"You people scram from here as soon as possible before another arrogant young kid tries to let off his anger on you."
Yang Ding said as he turned away. Holding his sword in his hands he limped as he disappeared from their site.
"Ah, he is a bit cold but he has a generous heart. Don't get disappointed at his conduct," Su Yang said to the others present.
A man replied, "How can we do that? He is our benefactor. We cannot thank him enough. In this world, someone helping us cripples is a miracle in itself. I hope that your friend achieves great heights in the future."
"Yeah."
Su Yang was a bit sad for a moment there cause none of them thanked him at all.
"No, I shouldn't be so narrow-minded," he reminded himself as he shook his head.
"Today was a great day!" he claimed...