UGB Chapter 11 Rules
Chapter 11 Rules
Kokenyama Market.
Mingzhenfang.
Chen Bai walked briskly, and soon he was almost at his little wooden house.
"Search! Search everything! I refuse to believe there's nothing valuable inside!"
The previously locked wooden door suddenly burst open, and a familiar angry shout came from inside, accompanied by a series of crashing sounds.
"Was your house broken into?"
Chen Bai sensed something was wrong and slowed his pace, a wary expression on his face. He continued to listen, "Are you saying that the situation is so dire that even the raiders outside the city dare to come into the city?"
"Ugh... Waaah! Waaah..."
There seemed to be someone tied up inside the house, and indistinct whimpers could be heard coming from their mouths;
"You better behave yourself, kid! If it weren't for your father's sake, you'd still be somewhat useful... Once we catch that kid, we'll sell you off too!"
One of the strangers reprimanded him.
Then came a flurry of punches and kicks, and muffled groans from the collision of flesh.
"Alright, alright, go easy on him. If he can't pay the rent in a few days, we'll go to his dad and ask for more money."
An ordinary, unremarkable voice spoke.
"Yes, boss!" the stranger replied respectfully.
Hearing this, Chen Bai had his answer.
It seems that during the time I was out, I happened to run into Xue Zhen, that old devil Xue, who came to collect a debt.
He probably thought he couldn't pay his debts and ran away as soon as possible. The person tied up inside the house is also easy to guess; it's most likely that kid Wei Bo.
"cough!"
Without further hesitation, Chen Bai pushed open the door and entered, coughing once before looking at the people inside.
The room was in a mess, and Xue Zhen was sitting in a chair with a gleaming large knife beside him.
Meanwhile, on his own bed, two tall, burly men were rudely searching for anything of value.
Wei Bo lay on the ground, his eyes bruised and swollen, his hands bound and a rag stuffed in his mouth, stammering incoherently.
Everyone's attention was drawn to the newcomer, who turned out to be none other than Chen Bai, who had already escaped.
"You dare come back, kid?"
A look of surprise appeared on Xue Zhen's sallow face. He glanced at Wei Bo on the ground, then looked at him with interest: "He's quite loyal to his brothers, isn't he?"
Interesting, he's fearless enough to come back and walk right into our trap.
Seeing this, the two strangers exchanged a glance and tacitly walked behind Chen Bai, blocking his way out.
Chen Bai stepped forward and helped Wei Bo, who was lying on the ground like a maggot, to his feet. While untying him, he calmly replied, "Manager Xue is joking. The three-day period hasn't passed yet. Are you really that impatient..."
Xue Zhen's face darkened. He took the gleaming broadsword in his hand and coldly snorted, "Stop talking nonsense! Since you haven't run away, things are easier. If you hand it over, everything is fine; if not..."
Xue Pan! Xue Shan!
"exist!"
"Yes, boss!"
Two men dressed in coarse cloth shirts responded in unison, their faces showing hostility, and they surrounded them.
Chen Bai stood up, lowered his eyes, and completely ignored the threat before him.
He chuckled lightly, his eyes showing no sign of backing down, and pointed a finger at the small sword embroidered on Xue Zhen's robe: "Who said I wouldn't go? Does Manager Xue think that just because he has the title of an outer disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, he can act recklessly?"
The atmosphere suddenly turned cold.
Xue Zhen narrowed his long, narrow eyes, revealing a dangerous glint, but his sallow face showed no sign of anger.
To an outsider, it would seem that Old Ghost Xue has a rather good temper!
Only the Xue brothers, Xue Shan and Xue Pan, who had followed him for many years, knew that their eldest brother was truly angry.
"Excellent, excellent! Truly, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger!"
Xue Zhenqiang suppressed his anger, clapped his hands and laughed, "In that case, brother, you should pay the rent as soon as possible."
In this Xiaojianshan market, the rules are the most stringent.
The so-called rules are naturally the rules set by the Spirit Sword Sect, which controls this place.
Even though Xue Zhen was one of the managers and an outer disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, he could not overstep the rules.
Once someone reports it, accusing him of disrespecting the immortal sect, he'll face dire consequences.
Chen Bai was confident in his abilities and had no fear of Xue Zhen taking action.
He had been here for half a year. As a person with the innate Ox-Horse Holy Body, he had long since figured out the rules for mortals and rogue cultivators to communicate under the tutelage of immortal sects.
In short, the so-called rules are all about decency.
For millennia, calamities have come and gone.
The three sects and six factions took turns ruling the world, the demonic path was destroyed, and the immortal path flourished.
It has now been a long time since the Daoist era began.
[The Primordial Calamity lasted 120,000 years, followed by the Yuanxu Cycle, and the reign of Zhongyi lasted 278 years.]
A prosperous age of immortals should naturally resemble a prosperous age of immortals. Therefore, it is only natural that the common people are at peace, demonic traces are hard to find, and the world is orderly.
In this human ancestral land—Zhonglangdao Continent—let alone demonic cultivation methods, even some unorthodox spells known for their bloodshed and viciousness, such as the [Animal Creation Spell], [Nail-Headed Straw Man Spell], and [Mother-Child Substitute Spell]...
Profound techniques such as the "Spiritual Witchcraft Curse and Blood Curse" and the "Seven Arrows of Nailhead" are superior Taoist supernatural powers that can defile the golden bodies of Buddhist monks.
All of them were classified as "heretical arts" and were forbidden in all Taoist books and secret collections, with no one allowed to practice them.
Nowadays, only in the caves and ruins of some ancient cultivators can one find a few fragments of the inherited sayings.
The path to immortality should be pure, lofty, and supreme, not a path of petty scheming and the survival of the fittest.
Even beneath the surface, though it may be difficult to conform, one must still follow the rules and at least maintain the dignity of the righteous path of the immortal sect.
Otherwise, the fact that the Three Sects and Six Schools have stood for ten thousand years is not just empty talk.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Wei Bo, who had just been untied, ignored the pain and stood up shakily, and quickly grabbed Chen Bai.
"Brother Bai, we absolutely mustn't act impulsively! It's alright if we can't pay it back, I'll figure something out!"
Seeing the anxiety on his fair face, Chen Bai nodded silently, stepped forward, patted his shoulder, and secretly slipped him a magic talisman from his sleeve, implying that he should remember to run away if anything unexpected happened.
This incident confirmed Wei Bo's reliability, which reassured Chen Bai considerably.
"It's alright, I think Steward Xue is reasonable."
Chen Bai took two steps forward and stood in front of Xue Zhen. He brazenly took out five spirit stones and said calmly, "Here, this is the rent for five spirit stones. Manager Xue, please count them carefully and see if there are any mistakes."
Xue Pan and Xue Shan, who were originally ready to take action, immediately backed down upon seeing this.
"snort!"
Xue Zhen's face was extremely ugly. He had originally planned to teach Chen Bai a lesson when he couldn't pay the rent, and take the opportunity to vent his anger.
Who would have thought that the ducks that were about to be put on the shelf would come back to life and fly away?
This kid actually managed to collect five spirit stones before the deadline!
Could it be that I really got incredibly lucky?
Xue Zhen squinted and looked him up and down several times. Seeing Chen Bai's handsome appearance, he immediately made a guess:
"He must have slept with some female cultivator. Ha, people like that are destined to die young..."