Chapter 27: Sweet Revenge

"You fucking jerk!!!"

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"Was I too harsh on her?"

"Nah, maybe this will help her realize that what she had been doing until now was completely wrong..." Mo Fan fell into deep thought, not even realizing that he had already reached Su Mu and the others.

"So, making her hate me was the right thing to do. In this way, she will get stronger by herself and not cling to others like before anym-" But the golden-haired kid's mind immersion was soon interrupted with a fall: he tripped over someone, Su Mu, and fell over him.

"Ahhhhh!" Screamed the purple-headed guy, as Mo Fan fell over him, worsening his already bad physical condition and thus causing him to feel a lot of pain.

"Sorry, dude," the golden-haired calmly said before slowly getting up.

"Yes, but hurry up! Your knee is still on my fucking wound, you ant!" Su Mu exclaimed, his tone getting ruder as he wanted Mo Fan off himself in that instant, since the pain that the pressure on his injury was giving him was unbearable.

"Ant? I saved yours and your friends' asses, and this is how you repay me?" The golden-haired kid exclaimed, strongly pushing his knee down on Su Mu's wound.

"Ahhhhh! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please forgive me! Ahhhh! Please!" The purple-headed guy continued to scream, the pain he was feeling increasing by the second.

"I should forgive you for what exactly?" Mo Fan asked, now pushing even stronger on Su Mu's injury.

"Ahhhhhhh! Forgive me f-for calling you an ant! Please! It hurts!"

"You are going to ask forgiveness only for that?" The golden-haired kid once again increased the pressure on Su Mu's wound. "Don't you, perhaps, remember anything else?"

"Ahhhhh!" But now, due to the pain, the purple-headed guy wasn't able to reply anymore, the only thing he could do being screaming. "Ahhhhh! It hurts! Father, please help me! Ahhhhh!"

"Is the great and immortal Su Mu really asking his daddy for help?" Mo Fan chuckled, this time hitting another one of Su Mu's countless injuries. "How pityful! What are you going to do next, huh? Crying? Or maybe pissing your pan-"

"Stop it, Mo Fan! You are going too far now!" One of the purple-headed guy's friends, or, if we want to properly address them, lackeys, interrupted the golden-haired kid. "I know that we have taken a lot of weapons from you without paying, but are those little points worthier than his life?"

"Little points?" Mo Fan got enraged by the guy's words so much that he completely got up from Su Mu and ran at the boy, immediately grabbing this by the collar of his martial tunic. "Little points?! Are you aware, Lin Yun Tian, that you guys have taken eleven weapons from my shop without giving me a single tael? Huh? You guys have stolen at least a thousand contribution points from me! That's a whole ass new martial skill!"

"So you have to recompensate me or I'm going to take Su Mu's life which I helped him keep!"

"M-Mo Fan, a t-thousand contribution points are a little too much for us..." Li Yun Tian said, his fear of getting killed by the golden-haired kid was overshadowed by his stinginess. "I don't think that all of us will be able to gather that amount even if we chip in all together!"

"Don't mess with me! You guys are the richest among all of the ordinary disciples!" Mo Fan got even more angry, and so his strength started to slip out of his own control, his hand almost ripping off the collar of Li Yun Tian's martial tunic. "Su Mu alone will probably have ten thousand contribution points in his pockets alone!"

"Okay, okay! We will give you the one thousand contribuition points that you want!" Lin Yun Tian said, his fear of getting killed now winning over all of his other feeling. "Just help Su Mu first!"

"No, no, no, I think that you misunderstood something, Lin Yun Tian!" Mo Fan let the guy's collar go and slowly walked towards Su Mu again, placing his foot on his head. "I don't want just a thousand contribution points! Now, I want all of you guys' possessions! Your contribution points, your martial skills, and your secret arts, or I'll smash this spoiled child's head up!"

"Hey, Mo Fan, a-aren't you exaggerating a little bit now? All of our contribution points seem a little-"

"Shut up, or your head will be the next one to roll on the ground!" Mo Fan looked at the guy who just opened his mouth with intense killing intent, making him immediately close it. "Now come here, all of you, and give me what you have at the moment!"

"Yes..."

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After a while...

"Hey guys, what's... going... on..." Yang Kai, who arrived after killing Cheng Shao Feng, asked, seeing Su Mu's lackeys making a line in front of Mo Fan.

"Ah, Yang Kai, you finally arrived!" Mo Fan said with a smile as he took a scroll and some contribution points from a red-haired kid before passing to the next boy in line. "I'm just taking what they owe me, right guys?"

"Yeah..." All of the guys exclaimed, clearly faking their enthusiasm.

"Yes, I'll just believe it..." Yang Kai immediately gave up on asking Mo Fan for more explanation as he knew that he was... let's say... a bit special, but when he noticed Su Mu lying on the ground, he couldn't help but ask, "But why is Su Mu lying there... naked?!"

"Oh, well, let's say that his debt was so big that he had to give me even his clothes to pay it off," Mo Fan exclaimed, while continuing to take the points, martial skills, and secret arts of all the guys just like before, as if what he had just said was completely normal.

...to be continued

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Hi guys, I hope this chapter was of your enjoyment even though I wrote it in quite the rush.

Also, if you guys could give me some ideas for basic names to give to those martial skills and secret arts, I would really appreciate it.

Remember to check my other work "Uniqueness Emperor"