Free Web NovelChapter 126: Chapter 123: Since We Live in This World, We Must Punish the Wicked and Eradicate Evil
Everyone started when the voice arrived, and all eyes turned toward it.
A white-haired young man was walking in slowly from the entrance. He was handsome, his eyes were like stars, and his tall, straight figure was like a divine sword piercing the heavens.
"It’s you, Ning Jiang!"
Ning Feng and the others cried out in alarm, as if they had seen a ghost.
According to the rumors, Ning Jiang should have been dead long ago. When they heard the news of Ning Jiang’s death, they had gloated and celebrated extravagantly.
Who would have thought that the young man who was supposed to be dead would suddenly appear before them again?
Song Ziwen, Song Mu’Er, and the others also trembled.
They knew Ning Jiang wasn’t dead—after all, he had recovered from his injuries in the Song Family’s home—but they hadn’t expected him to return so suddenly at a time like this.
"Who is this?"
Chen Shitong glanced indifferently at Ning Jiang.
"Reporting to Elder Chen, this is Ning Jiang of the White Head Sword Sect, the one who caused the battle at Crescent Lake half a year ago. He has some connection to our Ning Family. We found him outside; he has no father or mother."
Ning Feng immediately disparaged Ning Jiang. "Unfortunately, this person is ungrateful. The Ning Family raised him, yet he broke ties with us. He’s also arrogant and presumptuous, which is why he provoked a Spirit Realm Powerhouse."
"I see."
A hint of surprise appeared in Chen Shitong’s eyes. "Let me ask you, why did that Spirit Realm Powerhouse want to kill you back then? And how did you survive?"
To be able to survive an encounter with a Spirit Realm Powerhouse, Ning Jiang must have some secrets.
In this world, some people with great fortune would encounter fortuitous opportunities. For example, Chen Shitong himself had a great opportunity in the past, which allowed him to step into the Innate Limit. In his eyes, Ning Jiang was most likely such a person.
However, Ning Jiang paid him no mind, ignoring him completely.
"What’s going on?"
Ning Jiang’s brow furrowed as he looked at the group from the Song Family.
Not only was Song Ziwen severely injured, but the other Innate Realm experts of the Song Family were also wounded.
The old Patriarch of the Song Family, Song Tianzheng, was nowhere to be seen. ƒreewebɳovel.com
It seemed that in the past few months, the Song Family, an Overlord Level power in Baiquan Town, had not been faring well.
"Song Ziwen pays his respects to the Sword Sect."
Song Ziwen was overjoyed to see Ning Jiang. Ignoring his injuries, he clasped his hands and bowed to him. freewebnoveℓ.com
Beside him, Song Mu’Er stood gracefully, biting her red lip with her pearly teeth. Her eyes were fixed on Ning Jiang, seeing nothing and no one else.
"You’re finally back."
Song Mu’Er gazed at Ning Jiang, enraptured. Her beautiful eyes suddenly reddened as a mist of tears welled up.
It was a mix of longing for Ning Jiang and a sense of grievance. Without a doubt, this famous beauty of Baiquan Town had suffered a great deal of frustration during this time.
She was born into the Song Family and had a proud nature since childhood. Both her talent and her beauty were second to none in Baiquan Town. But recently, in front of an Innate Limit Strong Person like Chen Shitong, she felt a profound sense of powerlessness.
Even someone like Ning Feng dared to threaten her, wanting her to submit to him. When had she ever been wronged like this?
"No need for formalities. What happened to you all?" Ning Jiang asked.
Song Ziwen gave a bitter smile and quickly explained the situation.
’So he came for revenge.’
Ning Jiang nodded after listening.
Almost everyone here had been injured by Chen Shitong. As for Song Tianzheng, he was beaten half to death and was still bedridden, unable to get up.
"Bastard, Elder Chen was asking you a question! Are you deaf?"
Seeing that Ning Jiang and the others were completely ignoring Chen Shitong, Ning Feng stepped forward and roared. He was skilled at reading people; seeing the displeasure on Chen Shitong’s face, he immediately spoke up for him.
"Who does he think he is? Why should I answer him?"
After learning that Chen Shitong had a history of indiscriminately killing the innocent, once slaughtering a small family while drunk, Ning Jiang naturally had no intention of being polite.
A sword in hand to wipe out all injustice in the world—this was his original aspiration.
Now that he had met someone like Chen Shitong, he would not let him go.
"It seems you haven’t changed your arrogant nature one bit. Do you still think you’re the Lord of Kunlun from half a year ago, the one celebrated by a hundred families?"
Ning Feng sneered disdainfully. "Half a year ago, the two Innate Limit Strong People you knew both destroyed their own foundations and fell from their Realms. Besides, I heard about what happened in Luoyang City. Kunlun, the Liu Family, everything related to you has been utterly destroyed."
"Ning Jiang, don’t you know? You have nothing left! You’re like a stray dog that’s lost its former glory, yet you still dare to disrespect Elder Chen. You’re simply courting death!"
"I say we capture him and hand him over to the Wang Family in Luoyang City. I’m sure the Wang Family would be very interested," Ning Ding added from the side.
"Nothing left? The Wang Family?"
But after hearing this, Ning Jiang just gave a cold smile. "Just half a day ago, I crushed twenty-eight families in Luoyang City and killed nearly three hundred Innate Realm experts. I also killed Wang Jiangshi with a single punch. Who do you think you’re talking to?"
"HAHAHAHA, how ridiculous! Three hundred Innate Realm experts? Killed Wang Jiangshi with one punch? Do you think you’re Young Master Soaring Dragon? I think you’ve gone completely insane!"
Ning Feng burst out laughing. He didn’t believe a word Ning Jiang said, thinking he was just making empty boasts and bluffing.
"Elder Chen, this brat is insolent. He even dares to disrespect you. I think you should capture him yourself, Elder Chen, and teach him to know his place," Ning Feng said.
"I was just thinking the same thing." Chen Shitong nodded. "You little brat, what was that attitude just now? Kneel for me."
As he spoke, Chen Shitong waved his hand, and the aura of the Innate Limit erupted from him.
In an instant, the air in the entire Song Family Mansion became as heavy as iron. Song Ziwen, Song Mu’Er, and the others felt their bodies go stiff, unable to even move a finger.
’This is bad.’
The many Innate Realm experts of the Song Family cried out in their hearts. They also found what Ning Jiang had just said hard to believe.
Half a year ago, Ning Jiang’s cultivation was only at the Postnatal Peak. Now, half a year later, he could kill Wang Jiangshi with a single punch?
Even a made-up story wouldn’t be so absurd!
’Perhaps... he really can perform a miracle!’
Song Mu’Er clenched her delicate fists. For some reason, her intuition told her that the young man before her was no longer the same person he once was; he had undergone a complete rebirth!
His slender figure stood there, giving her a sense of security, as if he could weather any storm.
’Courting death.’
Ning Jiang’s expression was impassive. This Chen Shitong’s strength was even less than Wang Jiangshi’s. He had most likely just broken through to the Innate Limit not long ago, belonging to the weakest tier within that realm.
He clenched his five fingers, extended a fist like white jade, and lightly punched.
BOOM!
The air exploded from the punch, as if a bolt of Celestial Thunder had detonated, shaking the heavens and the earth.
It was impossible to describe how terrifying that punch was.
SQUELCH.
The terrifying Fist Force pierced through everything, unstoppable. Under everyone’s stunned gazes, Chen Shitong’s chest, as if made of tofu, was blasted open, leaving a gaping hole clean through him.
’How is this possible?’
Chen Shitong’s body collapsed. Even in death, he couldn’t believe he had been killed with a single punch.
Ning Feng, Ning Ding, and Ning Qi stood frozen on the spot, as if petrified.
That was an Innate Limit expert!
In their eyes, he was a great figure, as lofty as a dragon, someone who could single-handedly establish a First-Class Noble House and enjoy endless glory and wealth. They dreamed of reaching this Realm.
Yet such a person was killed by Ning Jiang with a single punch, as easily as killing a chicken.
At this moment, the faces of Ning Feng’s trio were ashen, and their bodies trembled like chaff in the wind.
"Killing an Innate Limit expert with one punch."
Song Ziwen and the others snapped out of their shock and quickly bowed respectfully to Ning Jiang. "The Sword Sect’s might is unparalleled."
Their respect came from the bottom of their hearts.
After half a year, the White Head Sword Sect had already attained an air of invincibility.
The Song Family had formed a good relationship with Ning Jiang back then. Looking at it now, what an incredibly wise choice that had been!
"Ning Feng, as it happens, I have some scores to settle with your Ning Family."
At this, Ning Jiang’s gaze turned cold. A wave of killing intent shot out, forcing Ning Feng to take a step back.
"S-settle what scores?" Ning Feng stammered, his voice trembling.
The man he had relied on as his backer, Chen Shitong, had been killed with a single punch. It made him understand just how terrifying the young man before him was.
"What happened back then, when Sister An was taken by the Li Family?" Ning Jiang’s every word boomed like thunder, heavy with grim authority.
Ning Feng’s body shook violently, his lips trembling, unable to speak.
"Forget it. I don’t expect you to tell the truth anyway. In that case, I’ll just have to interrogate you myself."
With Ning Jiang’s methods, there were plenty of ways to extract useful information from someone’s mouth.
「A cup of tea later.」
In the Song Family Mansion, Ning Feng and the other two, their arms and legs all broken inch by inch, had told Ning Jiang everything.
"Ning Changhan... Good. Very good!"
Ning Jiang’s eyes were icy. Under his methods, these three weak-willed individuals had easily spilled everything.
Ning Feng was especially pathetic, even giving up his own father, Ning Changhan.
According to them, the one who spread the news that Li Qingyun and Ning Changfeng had returned was Ning Changhan.
Ning Jiang had never had a good impression of Ning Changhan to begin with.
This man had previously collaborated with Qin Lie of the Qin Family, trying to marry Ning Yu’an off to him.
"Ning Changhan, back at the Ning Family estate, I spared you for Sister An’s sake, seeing as you share blood with her. I never thought that not only would you fail to repent, but you would continue to make the same mistakes. You are courting death!"
Ning Jiang’s cold voice sent a chill through the bodies of Ning Feng’s trio.
"Ning Jiang, we know we were wrong! Please spare us, give us a chance to live!"
The eyes of Ning Feng’s trio were filled with terror as they wept profusely.
"What kind of person was Chen Shitong? He slaughtered the innocent and was steeped in evil; his death was not worth pitying. And you dared to work for him, aiding a tyrant, helping a tiger do evil. With such corrupt hearts, how could I possibly spare you?"
"As Martial Artists of this generation, when we walk the world, we must punish the treacherous and eliminate evil!"
As his voice fell, Ning Jiang flicked his fingers three times.
PFFT.
Strands of Innate Gang Qi shot through the void, piercing through the center of each of the three men’s foreheads, killing them in a single blow.
