Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses-Chapter 576 - 553: Emergence

"Good, I knew our martial world couldn’t be without anyone."

"This young hero’s martial arts are astonishing. Which school is he from?"

"Could he be a disciple of the four major sects?"

The people in the teahouse looked excited.

Just now, when the Azure Jade Hand and the Smiling Tiger were defeated, everyone had been holding back their frustration.

As citizens of the Qing Nation, they certainly couldn’t stand seeing outsiders behaving so arrogantly on their turf.

"Big words, but mediocre skills," the Conical Hat Man laughed.

The sword with its scabbard continued to thrust toward the foreign great man, clearly intending to end him directly.

Unexpectedly.

Outside the teahouse, suddenly came a burst of applause, overpowering the wind and rain for a moment.

"I just came by chance, didn’t expect to actually catch you, Divine Sword Scholar." An elderly man dressed in a black robe with golden borders, wearing a black felt hat and holding a golden dragon-headed cane, slowly walked in from the teahouse entrance.

He looked to be in his fifties, his hair half-white, with a gloomy complexion. Most memorable were his eyes, sharp like an eagle’s.

His attire was in the Central Plains style, yet the hat was of foreign design, giving an air of incongruity.

"Is he the Divine Sword Scholar?"

"No wonder his martial arts are so high; years ago, he defeated the emerging disciples of the four major sects!"

"I’ve heard that the Divine Sword Scholar, Wang Yukai, is the son-in-law of ’One Palm to the Plains’ Li Weizhou. It seems he’s rushed back to assist his father-in-law!"

People in the teahouse whispered among themselves upon hearing this.

"Yang Escort Leader, I didn’t expect even you to become a lapdog of the State Preceptor’s Residence," the Conical Hat Man said coldly.

There’s no point in hiding anymore.

He lifted the conical hat, revealing a delicate young face; it was indeed the Divine Sword Scholar, Wang Yukai.

"Hmph, those who adapt to the times are wise! Lord State Preceptor has already reached the Grandmaster level, invincible under the heavens.

The martial arts world of the Central Plains will sooner or later bow to him. I’m just one step ahead," the elderly man called "Yang Escort Leader" sneered, "Divine Sword Scholar, if you are willing to pledge allegiance to the State Preceptor’s Residence, help persuade your stubborn father-in-law.

Your status in the State Preceptor’s Residence will certainly be higher than mine."

"I have no habit of pledging allegiance to a State Preceptor from some foreign small country," Wang Yukai shook his head.

"Courting death."

The elderly man known as Yang Escort Leader waved his hand.

The next moment.

’Thud thud thud!’

Urgent footsteps sounded.

All around the teahouse, in an instant, a hundred or more foreign men clad in Hard Armor, armed with crossbows, appeared.

Each with a cold expression, raised their bows aimed at the people inside the teahouse.

"Run away!"

"Where could you run to?"

The people in the teahouse were stunned, never expecting such a calamity to befall them.

"Why trouble these innocent people?" Wang Yukai shook his head and walked out of the teahouse, "Let them go, you don’t want to become enemies with the whole world, do you?"

With a look of apology, he turned to the other Conical Hat Man: "My dear, I shouldn’t have acted recklessly and implicated you."

"A true hero helps those in distress," a clear feminine voice sounded as the conical hat was lifted, revealing a beautiful face.

It was indeed Wang Yukai’s wife, Li Shishi, daughter of ’One Palm to the Plains’ Li Weizhou.

Even in the face of certain doom, Li Shishi smiled: "Everyone must die, but standing and dying is better than kneeling and living."

"Hahaha! Just as expected of my wife!" Wang Yukai laughed heartily, "Then let’s fight these guys!

My dear, let’s not ask to be born on the same day, month, and year, but only to die on the same day, month, and year!"

’Thwip!’ Wang Yukai drew his sword, his face gleaming with astonishing battle spirit.

Li Shishi stood back-to-back with him, bringing out a silver scimitar.

"Today, let’s join this virtuous couple to test the mettle of the State Preceptor’s Residence!" The injured Azure Jade Hand Ma Shaoqi and Smiling Tiger Niu Dainan also came over to stand with them.

"I am Shen Feihong, although not yet renowned in the martial world, I hope you won’t mind,"

Another person emerged from the teahouse, appearing to be about thirty years old, dressed in gray short attire, holding an ordinary plain saber, ready to fight alongside Wang Yukai and the others.

"Good, if we survive today, Brother Shen will be my brother!" Wang Yukai laughed.

The five of them looked resolute, their eyes shining with a fearless resolve.

They all knew that at such a close range, facing a hundred crossbows, the hope of survival was slim.

The people in the teahouse stared blankly at Wang Yukai and the others, feeling a surge of shock.

The stories from the books were coming to life right before their eyes.

Opposite, Yang Escort Leader, holding a dragon-headed cane and wearing a black felt hat, frowned at the five who were ready for a desperate stand.

"I will give you one last chance.

Join the State Preceptor’s Residence; enjoy endless wealth.

Resist and your corpses will only be left in the wilderness to feed dogs!

The State Preceptor has already reached the supreme Grandmaster realm; soon, the entire Qing Nation will bow to him!"

However, in the face of Yang Escort Leader’s attempt to persuade them to surrender, the five remained silent, merely raising their weapons to show their determination.

"Truly, you refuse the road to heaven," Yang Escort Leader’s expression turned grim, raising his right hand, ready to order his men to release the arrows.

At that moment.

A loud song echoed from the woods behind them.

"Once you saved my life, escaping danger under the wild beast’s claws.

Today I come to aid your retreat, every drink and every peck is fate’s decree..."

"Who goes there?" Yang Escort Leader frowned, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes, "Even if you’re a Grandmaster, you won’t make it in time to save them!"

"Release the arrows!"

’Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!’

Over a hundred arrows shot out of their bows.

From different angles, they aimed at the five in front of the teahouse, about to turn them into a pincushion.

At that moment, the person emerging from the forest, his eyes shone with bright light.

As the foreign men drew their bows, his chest visibly caved in, almost flattening like a piece of paper.

Then, he opened his mouth.

"Roar!"

Visible white sound waves emanated from his mouth in rings, spreading forward with overwhelming force.

The scene seemed as if a level thirteen gale had struck, blowing the previously aimed arrows like feathers to different spots.

Dust flew, sand and stones were whipped up.

Even the foreign men clad in Beast Robes struggled to stand in the rolling sound waves, toppling over, sprawling all over the ground.

The power of a single roar was to such an extent!

Everyone was dumbfounded. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Even the people from the State Preceptor’s Residence, looking at this approaching person, had no desire to act.

"Who are you?" Yang Escort Leader felt his voice turning hoarse.

The hat on his head had disappeared during that roar, his white hair messily draping over his shoulders.

"A friend here to pick up a friend."

The young man opposite, appearing about twenty years old, his eyebrows thick, exuded an aura of heroism.

"Good, I never thought there was a master in the martial world I hadn’t heard of before, today I concede," Yang Escort Leader gestured and all the foreign men gathered around him to retreat.

"Did I say you could leave?" the young man said.

"Do you want to oppose the State Preceptor’s Residence?" Facing this mysterious youngster, Yang Escort Leader felt extreme apprehension but also had confidence.

Though this youngster seemed uncanny, his side had the advantage in numbers, and he didn’t believe the young man could do anything to him.

Then he saw the young man punch the air ahead.

"Armor-Piercing."

An invisible sharp wave instantly swept across the group from the State Preceptor’s Residence, led by Yang Escort Leader.

Causing each of their eyes to roll back, bleeding from their seven orifices, collapsing to the ground with their life or death uncertain.

"Brother Liu, it really is you!" Seeing this spirited young man, Wang Yukai was overjoyed.

"Long time no see," the young man smiled at him.

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