The Legend of the Sacred Sword Cultivator
Ch 84: Bondage.

The sound of the gurgling water that grazed profusely, the soothing air in addition to the distinctive aroma of sweet flowers and the soothing aroma of herbs became Yang Jian's welcome.

Yang Jian blinked his eyelids trying to neutralize his gaze. Yang Jian circulated his gaze sweeping across the room. Rooms made of herbal wood and wood furniture yet elegant with beautiful carvings.

Yes, now Yang Jian was at his residence in the Heavenly World.

'Ergh.' Yang Jian groaned, a distinctive hoarse voice waking up. Yang Jian tried to stretch out his hands to stretch his somewhat stiff muscles.

Along with the improvement of Yang Jian's condition, he recalled the events that happened before falling asleep. Yang Jian was relieved to think of how he had managed to save the dragon. "Thank God" Yang Jian muttered as he moved from his resting place and decided to return to the inn of Stone Town.

Arriving at Yang Jian's inn, he was greeted by the sight of Jiji and Yiyi focusing on treating each other's wounds. It made Yang Jian frown. Yang Jian tried to sharpen his kiss. He could feel the presence of some people in his room and also still felt residual poison in the air.

It seemed like there had been a fight just a moment ago in this place, Yang Jian thought looking at the messy condition of the room.

"Bath your wounds!" Yang Jian ordered while throwing some healing pills of his creation. Jiji and Yiyi gasped in shock at Yang Jian's sudden arrival. Due to being too focused on treating, they were unaware of Yang Jian's presence.

"You shouldn't relax your guard one bit" Yang Jian said later, and was nodded by Jiji and Yiyi.

Yang Jian looked out the window, it was still so dark. No one looked like they were still outside. The lights on the street make the city not scary in the least. Some residents deliberately turned off their lights.

Yang Jian scoured the city to find out whatever information he needed regarding the sudden assault of Jiji and Yiyi. Yang Jian knew, this must have something to do with the Mu Family, namely Mu Weng as the main character behind this attack.

Yang Jian stopped his footsteps when he arrived at a narrow passage without any light. Yang Jian's footsteps demanded him to walk down the passageway.

"What about today's catch?"

Yang Jian grew even more alert when he heard a familiar voice in his sense of hearing, with careful steps, Yang Jian hid behind a helping hand and sharpened his vision to see something that was bothering him.

"There are about fifteen children, Young Master. Before the sun comes up, we'll send these kids." Sahut a burly man with a creepy face with respect.

'Wlang!' Yang Jian muttered inwardly. There was a narrow room with two torches on each of the hall walls that became its illumination. Meanwhile, in front of Weng looked an iron grate with a steel padlock coated with barbed wire around the padlock.

"Calain must be careful. Let no one see you or suspect your movements. And remember! Do not let the payment I receive be reduced by one coin. Understand!" It seemed that the people behind Weng lowered their heads in response to Weng's orders.

Weng's subordinates, who would sell the children as slaves, said they would send them at midnight. Where when the guard is a little slack and people are sleeping in their respective homes.

"Tomorrow I will meet Lord Jiang at his residence to talk about more lucrative business. I hope you can inform Mr. Jiang of this meeting." Weng's words were accompanied by his demonic smile which made the children in the bars grow increasingly frightened.

Weng laughed as he turned his body and turned around leaving the hallway followed by his two men. Now only five men will sell the children to be made slaves. "Prepare the horse carriage immediately! We'll be leaving in an hour." Said one of the burly men.

"Aren't you the ones who should be preparing for the funeral? You're leaving for the afterlife in a minute!" Yang Jian emerged from his hiding place while emitting his guanghuan aura and intimidating the five men. Making them unable to move, only glaring at the shocked eyes of Yang Jian's sudden arrival without them being able to predict.

Yang Jian stepped out his legs slowly. His eyes were as sharp as eagles as if they were going to skin the five men standing with trembling legs and cold sweat on their foreheads.

As Yang Jian reached in front of the iron bars, he saw the children staring at Yang Jian with an indecipherable look on their faces. It was as if Yang Jian had become one of those slave sellers.

"All will be well." A thin smile Yang Jian let down to appease the fifteen children of the opposite sex. Like being hypnotized, the children nodded slowly and were now staring at Yang Jian with expectant gazes.

Yang Jian turned his head back and tilted his head slightly staring at the five men one by one, the man swallowed the saliva upon realizing that their lives were now at stake. Yet their gazes were as if they were holding back anger because Yang Jian was interfering with their business.

Yang Jian turned his gaze back, now pointing towards the steel padlock around which was barbed wire. Yang Jian's outstretched hand touched the padlock. 'Trakk.' With a single move, Yang Jian managed to crush the padlock without injuring his hand.

It instantly made the five men behind him round their eyes and followed by trembling backs. Even Weng was unable to destroy the padlock as easily as Yang Jian did. Moreover, the padlock had been coated by the power of Weng so that it was not easy to destroy.

"Come out first." Yang Jian opened the door of the bars and allowed the fifteen children to come out from within. Without being ordered twice, the children quickly came out.

After feeling that all the children had already come out of the hall, Yang Jian looked at the five child-seller men who made the five men scared to death. It was as if Yang Jian was a life-revoking angel.

" One, two, three, four!" Yang Jian attached his hands to the heads of the men and drained a considerable amount of energy to destroy their internal organs. Blood poured out profusely before the men fell in lifeless condition.