The Legend of the Sacred Sword Cultivator
Ch 10: Conflict

Again everyone was shocked to hear Yang Jian's reply. What a brave boy that's how they think.

Gong Ou growled at the embarrassment she clenched her hands and pointed her fists at Yang Jian's face, Gong Ou was a middle stage warior cultivator at his age who had already stepped on twenty-one years was certainly not a serious problem for Yang Jian.

Yang Jian leisurely caught Gong Ou's hand with his right hand.

"Do you intend to bully a child?"

"Uncle your head, do I look like your uncle?" Gong Ou grew even more furious at Yang Jian's call towards her.

The one who heard their words held back the laughter of the servant beside Yang Jian, the two guards of Gong Ou to the point of biting his lower lip so that their laughter would not escape.

Gong Ou pulled her hand from Yang Jian's grasp but could not, the stronger Gong ou pulled her hand the stronger also Yang Jian held Gong Ou's hand.

Suddenly Yang Jian released Gong Ou's hand resulting in Gong Ou falling down.

"Hahaha." as soon as everyone's laughter broke out, they could no longer help but laugh at the sight of a Gong Ou falling into a comical and humiliating position.

"Shut up! You're tired of living." Gong Ou shouted furiously.

"Don't sleep on uncle's floor, I can share a room with you if you don't mind." Yang Jian unsaid still with his innocent face.

"Arghh.." cried Gong Ou angry mixed with shame.

"Servant, let's go home. And you.." exclaimed Gong Ou while pointing at Yang Jian.

"Don't expect to get away from me." then Gong Ou passed by following his two bodyguards while staring intently at the diner's visitor.

After Gong Ou left, Yang Jian was escorted by the waiter to the room and the restaurant visitor continued his activities.

"Please young master." After escorting Yang Jian the servant advised Yang Jian to quickly leave the village because Gong Ou must have reported this incident to his father.

Gong Ou's Dad

Yang Jian nodded slowly

" Thank you and please deliver your best food." He did not feel at all that there would be a threat coming at him tomorrow morning. For him if he does not do anything wrong then there is nothing to fear.

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The morning had arrived, the entire night Yang Jian spent his time concocting medicine and cultivating, While with Xiao Ming he learned some alchemy which although Xiao Ming did not derive alchemy from Yang Jian but swordsmanship.

Yet Yang Jian often followed Xiao Ming when concocting medicine and Yang Jian secretly practiced it, occasionally Yang Jian also asked Xiao Ming for clues to new things that he found difficult.

Yang Jian also made medicine following the instructions of Xiao Ming's medicinal herb books. Not only medicine, even Yang Jian also learned to concoct poison because in the Hell Valley many poisonous plants grew.

After he finished cleaning himself up and packing Yang Jian down to the restaurant for a meal before continuing his journey back. The atmosphere on the first floor is still quiet because the time is still so early.

"Servants, please serve your best food." Yang Jian exclaimed to the female servant who happened to pass by beside Yang Jian.

"Well young master, is there anything else that young master wants?" Ask the lady-servant who is friendly. The maid looked shabby in her simple clothes, with fine wrinkles on her face. Like he was too forced to work all this time.

"No, aunt can go, it's a bonus for aunt." Yang Jian gave one gold coin to the female servant.

"Thank you, thank you so much young master." The servant bowed many times in front of Yang Jain, for a cultivator like Yang Jian the gold coins were not expensive but for ordinary humans let alone humans from the lower classes, he said, one gold coin had already been able to support them for a month.

Not long after Yang Jian's order arrived, the tantalizing aroma made the stomach worms Yang Jian protested asking to be fed.

While eating his food there was a noise from outside the inn.

"Where is the boy? Ekerrr!" a middle-aged man shouted furiously.

"Sorry Mr. Gong, if there's a problem we'll talk about it." The innkeeper came out when he heard the noise from outside so decided to meet him, it turned out that he was Gong Fu, Gong Ou's father

"Where is that damn brat, come out before I destroy this place" cried Gong Fu without regard to the innkeeper.

The owner of the inn was terrified to see Gong Fu's anger, he really never imagined that he would have such serious problems with the Gong family.

"Sorry Mr. Gong, we really don't understand when we offend Mr. Gong. Please Mr. Gong have mercy on us."

But again Gong Fu ignored the existence of the innkeeper, he still yelled angrily towards the inn.

The moment Yang Jian finished eating and paid his entire fee he walked out of the inn casually as if nothing had happened.

"That's dad, it's him who has humiliated me." exclaimed Gong Ou pointing towards Yang Jian as Yang Jian walked out from inside the restaurant.

"Oh so you, the shameless snot boy who dared to touch my son?" Gong Ou stared intently at Yang Jian while giving off his murderous aura, yet the one in the face still looked relaxed and did not feel intimidated.

'I killed even more than this old man, well despite all the demons.' Thought Yang Jian. Gong Fu's murderous aura was indeed quite concentrated but given his age, Gong Fu's aura still included a little, as he rarely plunged into battle.

In fact Gong Fu was quite surprised to see Yang Jian not being affected by his murderous aura he was able to predict that it was no coincidence that Yang Jian could dispel his murderous aura. However since Yang Jian did indeed have a high ability and level of practice, yet for the sake of self-esteem he still remained with his overbearing attitude. "How dare you hurt my son, don't you have a brain"

"Have grandfather." Yang Jian replied politely yet expressionlessly.

"Learnest, have you never been taught manners. Where's your brain?" Gong Fu snapped at Yang Jian, his eyes glaring sharply. And his mouth was gaping as if he was about to swallow Yang Jian alive.

"Here grandfather." Yang Jian replied innocently as he pointed towards his head. He was completely confused since when the human brain could move.