Yang Qingxuan couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of satisfaction and elation. His spirit surged with excitement as he looked toward the sky and let out a long, powerful howl. The sound of his roar echoed like the tolling of bells and drums, shaking the very heavens, resonating through the clouds and shaking the sky itself.
As Yang Qingxuan reveled in his triumph, Hu Ding and Zhou Cang were a far cry from such joy. Beneath the force of his Dragon-Descending Palm, their spirits were crushed, leaving them as pale as ashes.
Together, the two struggled to block the first seven waves of energy, but by the eighth wave, their true energy was shattered, and they were sent flying backward with a tremendous force.
Boom!
The roar of the wind was like a dragon's cry, piercing through the air, shaking the very ground beneath them.
The two boys were sent hurtling through the air, like kites with their strings cut, leaving behind streaks of blood in their wake.
Whether it was a coincidence or the result of Yang Qingxuan's precise control, both Zhou Cang and Hu Ding landed beside Xue Hao, spitting blood as they crashed into the ground.
"This idiot… When did he get so powerful?!"
"Please, please don't kill us, ahh, no, no!"
"My... my balls, they're ruined... I'm finished... we're finished!"
Zhou Cang and the others struggled to move, their minds blank with terror. They had no idea how things had spiraled out of control. Now, staring at Yang Qingxuan, all they could feel was an overwhelming sense of fear.
Yang Qingxuan had undergone a complete transformation. His energy surged like a mighty river, and as he walked closer, the terrifying pressure radiating from him became more and more palpable.
As a grandmaster of martial arts from the Hua Xia Empire, revered by all nations, the aura around him naturally exuded a master's authority—an aura that was worlds apart from his previous, dull and foolish self.
Xue Hao, clutching his groin in agony, howled in pain, "It's over... it's over..."
After releasing his roar and a powerful strike, Yang Qingxuan felt a weight lift off his chest. His mind cleared, and the true energy within him flowed like a dragon or an elephant, rushing through his body before slowly settling.
He thought to himself: These three are just ordinary students from Tiancong Academy. They were able to block seven waves of the Dragon-Descending Palm—this world is far more dangerous than Earth.
On Earth, after reaching the peak of cultivation, I could clearly feel the oppressive force of the heavens, restricting my progress. But in this world...
Looking up at the vast sky, his heart filled with exhilaration as he thought, I can't feel any constraints here at all!
His true energy surged within him, marking the sign of reaching the pinnacle of the Qi Martial Realm, the 10th level—a perfect circle of mastery.
The peak of Earth's martial arts is nothing more than this world's Qi Martial Realm. The tenth level here isn't even considered the beginning...
Clearing his thoughts, Yang Qingxuan understood: the Qi Martial Realm was just the first stage of a martial artist's path. True martial artists had three major realms: the Spiritual Martial Realm, the True Martial Realm, and the Primordial Martial Realm. Each of these realms was further divided into the early, mid, late, and Great Perfection stages.
Once one reached the tenth level of the Qi Martial Realm, they could begin refining their energy, condensing their martial soul, and step into the Spiritual Martial Realm—becoming a true martial artist!
Heh heh, this world is really interesting, Yang Qingxuan mused.
Grandfather, not only will I become a true martial artist, but I'll also stand at the pinnacle of this martial world as a man who can defy the heavens! Yang Qingxuan's heart burned with determination.
His blood felt hot, his excitement barely contained. He let out a long laugh and began walking toward the three helpless boys.
"How's it going, gentlemen? Are you having fun?" His gaze, cold as a thousand years of ice, swept over the three, causing them to freeze in fear.
"For the past three years, you've borrowed a total of 1,080 silver coins from me. With a monthly interest of ten percent, compounded interest, it's now a total of about 9,871 silver coins. It's time to pay up, don't you think?"
"Nine... nine thousand silver coins? How did that happen? Weren't we only borrowing a little over a thousand?" Zhou Cang was stunned, unable to believe his ears.
Before he could process it, a blur of motion flashed before his eyes, and with a loud slap, Zhou Cang was struck hard across the face. His teeth, along with a mouthful of blood, were sent flying.
Then, a shadow flashed across him again. Before he could react, his head was stomped deep into the ground with a powerful force.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With each stomp, Yang Qingxuan's foot drove deeper into Zhou Cang's skull, burying half of his head into the dirt.
"Compound interest, do you know how to calculate that? What kind of books are you reading? All you know how to do is extort your classmates!" Yang Qingxuan sneered.
As a grandmaster of martial arts from the Hua Xia Empire, he had battled countless factions and people, so dealing with these school bullies was no challenge at all.
Moreover, these bullies were easily identifiable as ruthless and cunning, stealing from even the most innocent and weak. They showed no mercy, and Yang Qingxuan would show none in return.
Bodhisattva lowers their gaze in mercy to save the six realms. The Vajra glares in fury to subdue the demons of the world.
"Y-You… You're going to kill him?"
Xue Hao and Hu Ding were completely stunned, their faces pale with fear. Xue Hao had completely forgotten about his own pain and just stared in disbelief. They both felt like they were trapped in a nightmare.
"Kill? How could I?" Yang Qingxuan smiled coldly as he rubbed his hands. "You owe me so much money—how could I ever let you die?"
With a loud stomp, he smashed the earth beneath his feet, causing it to explode with a resounding Boom.
Zhou Cang's body was sent flying, tumbling several meters away. His head swelled to the size of a watermelon, unrecognizable to even his mother.
Xue Hao and Hu Ding were utterly terrified, their mouths hanging open, paralyzed with fear.
Yang Qingxuan's cold gaze turned toward the two, his voice a quiet threat: "Can you do math?"
"Y-Yes, yes!" they stammered, trembling like frightened mice, nodding frantically.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes narrowed. "How much do you owe me?"
"Nine thousand, eight hundred and seventy-one silver coins!" Xue Hao blurted out immediately, his voice full of certainty.
Yang Qingxuan nodded thoughtfully. "Hmm, that's a lot of money. Wasn't it just a little over a thousand? Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"
"No, no! We're sure! We're absolutely sure!"
Xue Hao quickly began counting on his fingers, his face full of determination. "Interest plus interest, compounded... It's definitely more than that."
Yang Qingxuan finally broke into a satisfied grin. He stepped forward, and with a loud rip, he tore off Xue Hao's white robe.
Xue Hao's face turned green as he stammered, "You... you're going to rape me?!"
Bang!
Yang Qingxuan's face darkened as his stomach turned. He punched Xue Hao hard in the face, shattering his features, and yelled, "Dare to disgust me?! Do you want to die?!"
He then tore off a piece of cloth, soaked it in Xue Hao's blood, and began writing on it with forceful, bold strokes. He was writing an IOU.
"All done. Now, come here and sign it."
The three were too terrified to resist. Shaking, they stamped their handprints on the paper without a second glance.
Yang Qingxuan rolled up the IOU, his expression stern as he lectured them. "From now on, study well. Don't bully your classmates. Understand?"
"Yes, yes, we understand!" they replied in unison, nodding frantically, their faces covered in blood and swollen beyond recognition.
"Good. You should love and respect each other, study hard, and be polite. Be useful to society and serve the people of Cangnan in the future. Got it?"
"Got it, got it! We'll be good from now on!" they all agreed, desperately trying to convince him.
Yang Qingxuan nodded in satisfaction. "Alright, lesson over for today. Changing the social atmosphere and improving the character of the youth is everyone's responsibility. I need to head to the academy for the assessment now. If I catch you bullying classmates again, I'll break every bone in your body!"
"Yes, yes! We won't do it again!" The three pleaded, their faces filled with terror, desperately swearing not to repeat their actions.
Yang Qingxuan gave one last glance and swiftly took off, vanishing into the distance. He had already wasted too much time with these three; if he missed the academy assessment, it would be a