I get stronger every day I live.

Chapter 52 The Evil of the Weak

After leaving Prince Wu's Mansion, Li Yu was trying to figure out the hidden meaning behind Lord Mo's last words.

If they continue to target that person, their Li Dao Sect might be destroyed.

The situation of Prince Wu's Mansion is now very precarious, and it is not easy for them to deal with Li Daomen.

He knew something about Lord Mo's character. He didn't seem like the type of person who would do something that would ruin the overall situation because of his emotions.

They, the Li Dao Sect, came from afar to help Beijiang City fight against the Great Yan Dynasty, but were abandoned by the Wu Wang Mansion. From now on, which sect in the martial arts world will be willing to help the Wu Wang Mansion succeed?
Whether it is the imperial court or the martial arts world, they are all places that value human relationships and social skills, rather than simply fighting and killing.

But if the Prince Wu’s Mansion does not take action, can he alone be a match for the Li Dao Sect?

Even though he was the youngest martial arts master in Beijiang City, he was not qualified to challenge their Li Dao Sect.

The foundation of a first-rate force cannot be shaken by a mere martial arts master.

Unless he breaks through and becomes a fifth-grade martial arts grandmaster who is a top-notch expert.

But, is that possible?

There are only a handful of fifth-grade martial arts grandmasters in the entire Great Yan Dynasty.

According to what Li Yu has known about martial arts masters over the years, there are four in the Great Yan Dynasty: Emperor Yan Chengtian of the Great Yan Dynasty, Commander-in-Chief of the Forbidden Guard Wan Yunxiang, Chief Eunuch of the Imperial Palace Wei Zhongzheng, and the most mysterious leader of the Dark Guards of the Great Yan Dynasty.

There are two in Beijiang City, the King of Martial Arts, Mo Shenjun, and the chief steward of the King of Martial Arts’ Palace, Xu Bo. However, the latter is already in his twilight years, with eighty to ninety percent of his energy and blood depleted, and he may fall from the realm of a martial arts grandmaster at any time.

The last two are the leaders of the righteous side and the leader of the evil cult in the world today.

Unless Lord Mo can persuade the leader of the righteous path or one of the leaders of the evil sect to help him, the probability of him completely overthrowing the rule of the Great Yan Dynasty is very low.

Soon, Li Yu thought of the death of the barbarian king Kemmerdar. The other party's body was obviously injured by the sharp sword energy.

As everyone knows, the weapon that King Tongwu Mo Shenjun is best at using is the Overlord Spear, and the wounds caused by the spear and sword are easy to identify.

If it wasn't Lord Mo who killed Kemmerdar, who did it?

Is it true that there is a third martial arts grandmaster hidden in Beijiang City?
Li Yu returned to his residence with mixed feelings.

Not long after, Shi Jun was released and followed the elders of Li Daomen back to where they were staying.

Seeing Li Yu again, Shi Jun immediately showed an expression of grievance on his face. He stepped forward and cried, "Uncle, you have to avenge me. Look at my face. My teeth were all knocked out. It hurts so much. Not only did they not catch him, they also locked me up. You don't know how dirty and smelly that prison is."

"Have I ever advised you not to cause trouble for me in Beijiang City? Why didn't you listen to me?" Li Yu looked at Shi Jun coldly.

Shi Jun's heart trembled slightly, he swallowed his saliva, and said with a stiff upper lip: "Uncle, I didn't..."

"Okay, stop talking. I don't want to hear it. Starting tomorrow, you're going back to Li Dao Men. You're not allowed to go out even a single step without my permission. You're causing trouble for me all day long. If it weren't for your late mother, I'd really want to kill you with one palm."

"Uncle, don't chase me away. I know I was wrong, and I won't do it again."

Hearing this, Shi Jun quickly shouted.

However, Li Yu had no idea how many times he had heard these words from him, and every time he forgave him, he would become even more aggressive.

"After tonight you will return to Lidaomen. Elder Dong will leave him to you." Li Yu looked up at the elder of Lidaomen behind Shi Jun and spoke.

"Okay, Master. I'll take him back tomorrow."

"Also, cease all investigations into those two people. This matter ends here. Do not investigate further."

Elder Dong was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Li Yu to say such a thing given his style.

"Did you hear that?" Li Yu frowned unhappily.

"Understood," Elder Dong nodded immediately. Seeing this, Elder Dong seemed to realize something. Perhaps the power behind the young man was truly formidable, making the Sect Master reluctant to provoke him. Or perhaps the power behind him was the Wuwang Mansion, which would explain the Sect Master's sudden change of heart.

"Uncle, I was beaten like this, and you won't avenge me?" Shi Jun stared and shouted in disbelief.

"You can't even bear this little bit of hardship. Do you expect me to protect you forever?" Li Yu sighed. "I'm tired. Go out and go back to your room."

"uncle."

"Get out, and don't make me say it a second time."

Shi Jun clenched his fists in frustration, but he didn't dare to resist Li Yu.

No matter how stupid he was, he knew that everything he had now was thanks to his uncle, the leader of the Li Dao Sect.

Seeing that Li Yu had made up his mind, Shi Jun had no choice but to get up and leave his room.

Li Yu turned to look at Elder Dong and said, "Have a few people keep an eye on him and send him back tomorrow morning. He is not allowed to leave the Li Dao Sect without my order."

"I understand, Sect Master." Elder Dong nodded firmly.

The next day, Elder Dong ordered people to prepare the carriage at the city gate early, and then woke up Shi Jun to prepare to leave Beijiang City.

Shi Jun looked reluctant, but since it was Li Yu's order, he had to obey.

The two people who offended him were about to leave before he could retaliate. He just felt so angry that he had no place to vent.

At this moment, Shi Jun saw a refugee beggar in tattered and dirty clothes huddled in a corner of Beijiang City. He suddenly felt like he had found a vent for his anger and became extremely angry.

Shi Jun approached three ragged beggars and pulled out five taels of silver from his purse. He said jokingly, "Do you want silver? If you do, I can give you five taels, but only if you make me happy. Whoever can beat the other two to the ground will get the five taels. You only have a cup of tea."

After saying that, Shi Jun casually threw five taels of silver on the ground and waited to see the show.

Five taels of silver were enough for them to survive the winter safely. Driven by a strong desire to survive, the two men pounced on the silver on the ground without any hesitation and started to wrestle with each other wildly.

Soon, a third person also joined the fight for the silver. Although they were obviously starving, they burst out with tremendous strength under the temptation of survival. They smashed with fists, grabbed with hands, pulled hair, and bit with teeth. They used all means possible and fought until they were bloody.

The beggars and refugees nearby also noticed the commotion here. When they saw them fighting over five taels of silver, their eyes turned red and the scene became more and more chaotic.

Shi Jun, the instigator, laughed cruelly on the side, not caring about the lives of these people at all.

"Shi Jun, stop playing, it's time for us to leave." The people from the Lidao Sect nearby spoke with cold eyes.

"It's such an interesting thing, don't you like it? It's so beautiful."

"It will be troublesome when the patrol troops arrive later."

"Humph, I didn't force them to do it. They fought each other for the silver and got bloodied. It's none of my business."

Shi Jun showed a fearless look and said nonchalantly.

Finally, a beggar grabbed the silver. He hid it in his arms and ran away quickly. The others chased after him.

"Oh, rubbish."

Seeing that there was no more excitement to watch, Shi Jun cursed in disgust.

When he turned around to leave, he bumped into a familiar young man. The man's cold voice made him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar.

"You, are very rich?"

"How much do you think your life is worth?"