My Sword Has a Way

Everything happened so suddenly. Before anyone could react, the figure had already knocked their young master away. Everyone was stunned, including the young man who had started it.

Xu Zhian didn't expect that the power of his punch would be so terrifying, and the Zhang family servants who were watching didn't expect it either. After just not seeing him for a few days, the skinny boy in the past could actually have such explosive power. This was beyond the ability of ordinary people, and everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

The one-eyed servant hurriedly ran towards his own master. After seeing the miserable state of the master in gorgeous clothes, even the one-eyed servant who had been in the underworld for many years couldn't help but frown.

"Take the young master back quickly, quickly!" Then four servants came running, carrying the young man in gorgeous clothes towards the Zhang family mansion.

The one-eyed man no longer looked at Xu Zhian with the same contempt as before, but with a more cautious look instead.

The one-eyed man looked at the others and said, "Kill him!"

Then everyone rushed towards the boy with knives or sticks. Xu Zhian looked at the remaining six people, his eyes gradually becoming solemn.

Although Xu Zhian felt that he had endless strength in his body, he was still a little scared when facing many Zhang family servants who were armed with sharp weapons.

The young man relied on his extraordinary physical coordination to dodge a servant's powerful blow, and then he stepped out quickly, away from the encirclement of the crowd.

At this moment, another servant also slashed at Xu Zhian with a long knife in his hand. Xu Zhian only felt a sudden heat spread throughout his body. Then he punched out, and the man and the knife flew several feet away. He was already dead when he fell to the ground.

At this time, a strong wind blew from the left side of the young man, and a long stick came towards his face. Xu Zhian lowered his head and punched the man in the chest. The man screamed and flew out.

After the other side lost two people, Xu Zhian's pressure was suddenly reduced a lot. When he looked at the other people again, the boy's eyes no longer had the previous tension, but instead had some more excitement.

Xu Zhian looked at the one-eyed man not far away. This was the man who had humiliated him the most before. How could he let him go now?

Xu Zhian took a step and exploded again in an instant, throwing a punch at the speed of thunder. The one-eyed man did not dare to be careless and blocked with both fists. After a muffled sound, the one-eyed man retreated more than ten steps and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

The pale one-eyed man looked at the not-so-tall boy in front of him and felt regretful.

"You are a monk!"

As soon as the one-eyed man said this, the others were frightened and fled in panic. Even Xu Zhian frowned slightly. Could it be that strange heat was the spiritual power that the monks mentioned? However, it was not the time to think about these things. Seeing that the young man was about to punch again, the one-eyed man turned around and ran away. He was injured, so how could he run faster than Xu Zhian?

Seeing that he couldn't escape, the one-eyed man knelt on the ground and said, "Little brother, please forgive me this time. I won't dare to do it again."

Xu Zhian frowned as he looked at the one-eyed man begging for mercy. At this moment, the one-eyed man suddenly jumped up with a short black blade in his hand. Under the bright moonlight, the blade shone coldly.

Xu Zhian immediately dodged the attack by turning sideways, then twisted his hands and kicked the one-eyed man. The man then fell backwards with blood gushing out of his mouth. Looking at the dead one-eyed man, Xu Zhian turned and walked into his own yard.

This was the second time the boy had killed someone. He felt neither panic nor excitement. It was as natural as chopping wood with an axe.

At this moment, the Zhang family residence was suddenly in chaos and noise. In a bedroom, there were many figures standing there, and the sound of women crying and arguing was everywhere.

"Master, I beg you, please save Bei'er. Let my uncle come out, he will definitely find a way, master!" A plump middle-aged woman knelt in front of a middle-aged man and begged.

The middle-aged man shouted with a gloomy face: "Cry! Cry! You only know how to cry! Do you think I don't want to save Bei'er? Your head is full of women's stupid opinions. How can the uncle care about us? In his eyes, we are not even as good as shit!"

The woman could only cover her face and cry, while the middle-aged man looked at the old man beside him and said, "Doctor Li, my son...?"

The middle-aged man followed the old man out of the house and into the corridor.

The old man carrying a medicine box said, "Your son's heart meridians are all broken. I'm afraid that secular medicine is not enough. Only the legendary immortal elixir can pull your son back from the gates of hell. Master Zhang, please forgive my incompetence. Please make plans as soon as possible. I won't bother you any more."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes were so gloomy that they seemed to drip water: "Thank you for troubling Divine Doctor Li, and Butler Sun will send the Divine Doctor away."

The middle-aged man looked at the disappearing Doctor Li and others, and then shouted viciously: "Someone come!"

A young man suddenly appeared behind him: "Go tell Zhao Xuan that I want that little bastard to suffer a fate worse than death. If he doesn't care, I will expose all the dirty things he has done over the years!"

Then he continued, "Also, have someone dig up the graves of that little bastard's parents. I want him to see with his own eyes the scene of his parents being whipped! Let him experience the pain!"

After hearing the man come back, he disappeared into the night, as if he had never appeared.

"So what if I become a cultivator? It all depends on that treasure. As long as I get that treasure, I can also become a mountain god. By then, uncle, your expression will definitely be very interesting!" After the middle-aged man said this, he turned and entered the house.

As soon as Xu Zhian returned to the yard, he saw the old Taoist sitting on the door frame looking at him.

"How do you feel?" the sloppy old Taoist asked the young man.

The young man walked over to the Taoist priest and sat down. "It's much stronger than before. There's no comparison. And the various herbs you gave me before must be very precious, right? How much do they cost? Although I don't have money now, I will definitely pay you back when I have money."

The sloppy Taoist chuckled: "Xu Zhian, why are you talking about money? It hurts our feelings. Besides, you can't buy it even if you have money. It's unique! Haha..."

The young man said seriously, "There must be a number. Even if I can't pay it off, I can let my son pay it back after I get married and have children."

The old Taoist laughed loudly: "Xu Zhian, Xu Zhian, you are such a good father. You are digging a hole for your future son now. Aren't you afraid that your wife will make you kneel on the steps?"

Xu Zhian smiled slightly and said, "Don't be afraid!"

The old Taoist curled his lips and said, "Okay, when I run out of wine one day, you can just pay for my wine."

Xu Zhian smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll give you enough!"

Xu Zhian asked again: "Master, what is your name? You haven't told me these past few days."

The old Taoist took a sip of wine and said, "A name is just a name to me. It doesn't matter."