Starting as a dockworker

Chapter 43 Ronin Cause Trouble, Is Great Xia Left Without Anyone?

"My disciple, I've made you come all this way for nothing."

"I never expected that Hong Qiong would actually know such a high-ranking monk."

On the way back to the martial arts school, Xiao Zhenshan said with some guilt.

He summoned Li Xiao, intending to rid the people of a scourge, but also hoping to make a quick buck from Li Xiao.

Unexpectedly, someone else took the job.

"It's alright, Lao Xiao. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Besides, my cultivation is still shallow, and I'm not sure I can handle it. I observed it just now, and this paper ghost is not so easy to deal with."

Li Xiao waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care.

There will be many more opportunities like this in the future, and plenty of chances to make money.

"Master, Fourth Senior Brother... what did you say...?"

As Huo Yingjun listened, he seemed to grasp some of the meaning. He looked at Li Xiao, utterly astonished, and exclaimed, "Fourth Senior Brother, you can exorcise ghosts???"

Xiao Zhenshan, who was standing to the side, said, "That's right. Your fourth senior brother is a cultivator, so he can naturally slay demons and monsters. But his cultivation is still shallow, so he has to stay at our martial arts school to practice martial arts and improve his strength."

Huo Yingjun: "Hiss!!!"

He finally understood why his fourth senior brother was qualified to call their master "Old Xiao".

It's not because of any powerful background at all.

While everyone else is practicing martial arts, he's cultivating immortality there.

Huo Yingjun asked excitedly, "Senior brother, do you think I'm good enough?"

Li Xiao: "What are you?"

Huo Yingjun: "I want to cultivate immortality too!"

Li Xiao: "......."

Xiao Zhenshan said, "Get lost, don't bother your fourth senior brother..."

After saying that, Xiao Zhenshan turned his head, his eyes filled with longing, and said somewhat shyly, "Disciple, do you think I'm suitable?"

Huo Yingjun: "???"

Li Xiao: "???"

It seems that, regardless of the era, everyone yearns to cultivate immortality...

Even Lao Xiao couldn't resist the desire to cultivate immortality.

Although he felt a little reluctant, Li Xiao still spoke up and dissuaded them from their idea.

Without revealing his master's identity, Li Xiao told them that cultivation is all about fate.

They probably won't have much of a chance in their lifetime...

Hearing this, both of them felt somewhat disappointed.

Li Xiao offered a word of comfort: "However, based on my speculation, the third of the three major realms of martial arts, 'Transformation of Qi and Connection with Divine Power,' is the beginning of cultivation. As long as you don't give up and continue along the path of martial arts, reaching this realm should allow you to embark on the path of cultivation!"

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope ignited in Xiao Zhenshan's eyes.

That's the level that martial arts masters who know the inside story dream of reaching!

However, Huo Yingjun had never even heard of the Qi Transformation and Divine Connection realm...

But he was inexplicably excited.

"Eighth Brother, what's all the excitement about?"

"Master, I will strive to cultivate diligently and reach this realm!"

"..."

"Master, aren't you just as excited?"

"Cough cough cough..."

The three of them walked down the street, chatting and laughing, in a harmonious atmosphere.

Suddenly, a noisy commotion came from ahead.

"Wow, beautiful girl, as tender as tofu..."

In front of a silk shop, five or six Japanese ronin wearing wooden clogs were surrounding a female student wearing a blue cloth blouse and a black pleated skirt.

The leader, a ronin with a Jintan mustache, reached out and touched the female student's face, exhaling a nauseating stench of alcohol and letting out a lewd laugh.

"No, please, please let me go..."

The female student was deathly pale, clutching the books in her arms tightly, and backed away step by step.

Her lips trembled, and her eyes were filled with fear.

The shopkeeper was so frightened that he hid deep behind the counter, his fingers trembling violently.

The old man selling roasted sweet potatoes hurriedly lowered his eyelids and repeatedly wiped the stove with a dirty towel.

A woman holding a child quickly covered the child's eyes and hurriedly hid in the alley next door, only peeking out half of her frightened face.

The bustling atmosphere of the entire street seemed to freeze instantly.

The hawking stopped, and the conversation ceased.

All that remained were the grating laughter of the ronin and the faint cries for help from the female student.

In broad daylight, the female student's clothes were disheveled, revealing her snow-white skin.

"Take it back!"

The leader of the ronin waved his hand, and one of them picked up the female student and carried her on his shoulder.

If they were taken away, the consequences would be unimaginable...

Huo Yingjun's feet planted firmly on the ground, his fists clenched instantly, veins bulging, and hot blood rushed to his head.

"Damn those Japanese..."

He let out a low growl and charged forward.

"Don't be impulsive. Getting involved with them will cause your father a lot of trouble..."

A steady, strong hand pressed down on his shoulder; it was Xiao Zhenshan.

Xiao Zhenshan's face was ashen, his temples throbbed, and his eyes were sharp as knives.

He wanted to intervene, but he knew who these people came from.

Recently, a group of Japanese people came to Wuling Town. They all belonged to an organization called the Black Dragon Society.

The Black Dragon Society's purpose is unknown, but one of their targets is the mines under Huo Jiu's control.

This group of people has a complicated background!

If it weren't for Huo Jiu holding things together, the mine would have fallen into the hands of these Japanese long ago.

If Huo Yingjun makes a move, these Japanese people will probably use that as an excuse to attack Huo Jiu.

Within the Black Dragon Society, there is a group of ronin whose martial arts skills are extremely high, no less than those of the martial arts masters of the Great Xia Dynasty.

They entered the territory of the Great Xia Dynasty, like wolves among sheep, and frequently committed evil deeds...

This kind of thing has been happening for more than a day or two.

Huo Yingjun clenched his fists: "Master! Are we just going to watch them...?"

Xiao Zhenshan's hands remained motionless, like iron clamps.

He certainly wanted to take action.

The bloodlust of a warrior surged within his chest.

But if he offends these Japanese, will he still be able to keep his martial arts school open?

He has apprentices under his command, and he has family...

"The police are here!"

At that moment, someone shouted.

A group of armed police officers ran towards them from a distance.

Hearing this sound, Xiao Zhenshan breathed a sigh of relief; someone must have called the police.

The onlookers automatically made way for the police team to enter.

However, when the police realized that they were a group of ronin, they immediately gave up.

The police captain, who was in charge, was slapped across the face. He didn't dare to fight back and even smiled apologetically.

"You bastard! Get out of here!"

"Lord Yamamoto, please give our chief some face and don't kill anyone..."

The group of ronin laughed loudly, brandishing their samurai swords, shouting and screaming hysterically, speaking in some incomprehensible Japanese, which were probably all mocking remarks.

"Don't worry, we'll give Director Zheng face and guarantee we won't mess things up."

The Japanese man named Yamamoto laughed loudly as he spoke.

"Thank you for the honor, Lord Yamamoto..."

Upon hearing this, the police captain waved his hand, and the police force made way for him.

Yamamoto sneered and left with his men and the female student.

The people present were shocked, and the police did not fire a single shot; they dared not do anything about it.

And that group of Japanese men were about to swagger away with the female student...

"Halt! Do you think my Great Xia is deserted?"

At that moment, a sharp shout rang out.

"These incompetent cops, what they can't handle, I, Hong Qiong, will handle!"

A man dressed in shorts stepped forward and walked toward the Japanese.

It was none other than Hong Qiong, who had just been at the Hundred Refinements Martial Arts Hall of the Demon Slayer Bureau.

"Master Hong, well done!"

"Master Hong, a hero!"

Immediately, a chorus of applause and cheers erupted from the surrounding crowd.

Hong Qiong walked forward with her head held high and chest out, bowing to the people as she did so.

During this time, he couldn't help but glance at Xiao Zhenshan's side out of the corner of his eye...

"It seems there's no way to avoid this today."

Xiao Zhenshan sighed inwardly, cursing Hong Qiong as an idiot.

He originally planned to hide his face and secretly rescue the female student on the road.

But Hong Qiong completely ruined this plan.

In the martial arts world, face is important.

If Hong Qiong makes a move today, but he doesn't, he'll be at a disadvantage when they meet again in the future!

Being inferior to Hong Qiong was something Xiao Zhenshan simply could not accept.

"Folks, Master Xiao has arrived too!"

"Do you really think our Great Xia has no one left to rely on?"

"With the two owners joining forces, they can definitely crush these Japanese!"

A cheer and thunderous applause immediately erupted from the crowd.

Although ordinary people dare not stand out, they are not stingy with their praise when someone does.

That's how fame and reputation come about!

Those who live in the underworld value reputation and loyalty above all else!

In the eyes of the people, the two museum owners were nothing short of heroes.

Much more useful than those incompetent cops at the police station...