After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

The suona's high-pitched tune is extremely cheerful.

The villagers burst into laughter, shaking their heads as they watched Sanya's drastically changed personality. They wondered if she had been possessed by an evil spirit. She used to be as gentle as a clay figure, but now she had transformed into a shrew. Who would want her with this temper?

"Master, is the fourth disciple you mentioned Sanya?"

Distracted by the noise, Zhao Lingxiao leaped over to Chen Futu's side to ask him a question.

Chen Futu said, "Don't you think your junior sister is quite interesting?"

"Yeah, she used to be so timid and always got bullied. But now she's much better. She's become more assertive, and that's how she's made to have a good life."

"It's not that easy to live a good life."

Chen Futu saw the two men from the Li family who had gone to work in Lancheng return; their faces were full of fierce-looking menacing expressions.

"They are the brothers Li Rui and Li Guo, and both are sixth-rank martial artists."

Zhao Lingxiao listened intently and discerned the true nature of the two individuals.

Sanya has just joined the ranks; she can't possibly be a match for the two of them.

Chen Futu said quietly, "Go, make a good impression on your junior sister, and let them know that the Holy Emperor's disciple cannot be insulted."

"Yes, Master."

Zhao Lingxiao jumped off the roof, went to his room to retrieve the black iron sword Chen Futu had given him, and then headed towards the village.

At this moment, Sanya was unaware of the impending doom. In this martial arts world, she would not have the chance to beat up the wicked old woman and escape unscathed. Facing two sixth-rank cultivators, her fate would either be death or being sold to the flower shop.

"My God, Old Li's two sons are back!"

The villagers scattered as soon as they saw the two burly men. The village headman stepped forward to stop them, but was pushed by Li Rui and stumbled.

"My sons, you're finally back! You must come and discipline this little vixen! She's driving your mother, wife, and children crazy!"

Old Mrs. Li seemed to have seen her two sons as her saviors, and she burst into loud sobs.

Sanya's delicate body trembled, and when she turned around, she saw Li Rui's fist, as big as a clay pot, heading straight for her face.

A sixth-rank martial artist's iron fist is fast and ruthless; how could a mere novice like her possibly withstand it?

Just as she was about to be hit, a flash of sword energy appeared, and Li Rui cried out in alarm and retreated. His hand was cut open, and blood gushed out.

"Yes, it's Er Gou!"

Everyone trembled, and Sanya was also stunned.

A slender young man suddenly appeared in front of her, his body turned to the side, his black eye patch and long hair fluttering in the wind, exuding a cold and murderous aura.

"Zhao Ergou, do you want to die?!"

Li Rui roared, clutching his severed hand, the sound waves rolling in—the Lion's Roar technique from the martial arts world.

Sanya was stunned and disoriented. Zhao Lingxiao grabbed her and pulled her back two zhang away, pressing his iron sword and saying coldly, "There is no Zhao Ergou here. My name is Zhao Lingxiao."

"You little brat, you've gone too far!"

"Brother, this kid has reached the rank of 'Master'. Don't waste words with him, just take him down first."

The second brother, Li Guo, sensed the threat posed by Zhao Lingxiao and decided to call on his eldest brother to join forces.

Facing the two attackers, Zhao Lingxiao slightly tilted his head, his ears twitched, and the moment they were close, he ruthlessly struck, "Slash!"

Clang! The sword energy spread out.

The arms of the two Li brothers were severed at the root and flew off.

hiss--

The villagers screamed and scattered in fright, but Sanya stared blankly at Zhao Lingxiao, her heart filled with turmoil.

In the original owner's memories, Zhao Lingxiao was also someone who had been tortured and had no martial arts foundation. Now, after being taken in as a disciple and taught by a noble person for two days, he has become so powerful that he can instantly kill two powerful martial artists who have entered the first rank.

"my hand!"

"Zhao Ergou, I'll never forgive you!"

The two Li brothers lay on the ground convulsing, blood gushing from their severed arm wounds. The Li family matriarch, her daughter-in-law, and her children were ashen-faced and dared not even breathe.

Chen Futu was fairly satisfied with Zhao Lingxiao's performance. As a born prodigy, he was expected to perform this way, and it was worth the extra two days he stayed.

"This is what happens when you bully my junior sister."

Zhao Lingxiao sheathed his black iron sword, refraining from killing him out of consideration for their shared village.

However, the two Li brothers were ruthless. Even with their arms broken, they refused to give up and struggled to their feet to continue their charge.

Chen Futu transmitted his voice, "Kill them."

Zhao Lingxiao shuddered, then gripped his sword tightly, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

He was still a child. His master ordered him to kill someone, someone from his own village. He hesitated, and in that moment of hesitation, he was punched twice and sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Ling Xiao!"

"Second brother!"

The Zhao mother and son were also at the scene and rushed over to help.

Zhao Lingxiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up and said, "Don't come any closer, I can handle this."

Sanya shouted urgently, "Zhao Lingxiao, are you stupid? Why didn't you fight back!"

"I was wrong."

Zhao Lingxiao steadied himself and noticed the Li brothers charging at him again. He bent over and gritted his teeth, "You asked for this."

"Kid, I'll beat you to death today!"

"cut!"

As soon as Zhao Lingxiao finished speaking, his sword energy transformed into a black line and slashed through the Li brothers who rushed in front of him. The brothers trembled and instinctively covered their necks. Blood gushed from their necks, and they collapsed to the ground, dying with their eyes wide open.

Even as they faced death, they never imagined that a mere child could kill them both so easily.

"Remember, don't be soft-hearted next time. Your sword isn't just for show."

Chen Futu's voice echoed in Zhao Lingxiao's mind.

Zhao Lingxiao, overwhelmed by the stench of blood, gasped for breath, his body trembling violently, feeling an overwhelming urge to vomit. "Master, your disciple has killed someone..."

"It's always like this the first time; you get used to it after killing a few more."

Chen Futu sternly warned that once you leave the village, you will find martial arts experts everywhere. If you don't kill, you will be killed. The martial arts world is indeed that cruel.

The village was eerily quiet; the deaths of the Li brothers and Zhao Lingxiao's methods chilled the villagers to the bone.

Sanya froze for two seconds, then squatted down and vomited violently.

She's all talk; her soul, honed in peacetime, has never seen anything like this before.

As for the Zhao family, they were also filled with fear of Zhao Lingxiao. Only the eldest brother and his mother ran to his side, their faces full of worry and concern.

"Mother, elder brother, I'm fine, I'm all better now."

The Seven Apertures Exquisite Sword Heart accepted the teachings very quickly; Zhao Lingxiao only needed to adjust his breathing to awaken to his own Dao.

"My son!"

Old Mrs. Li watched her two eldest sons die tragically before her eyes, and she wailed and rolled on the ground in grief.

The villagers looked at each other, not daring to speak.

Just then, a laugh rang out, "How dare you act so brazenly beneath Mirror Lake!"

It was the group of young people that Chen Futu had encountered before, led by Sun Wenlong.

Their arrival was sudden, and there might have been some ulterior motive, but Chen Futu wouldn't care. In the face of absolute power, any conspiracy or trickery is a joke.