Chapter 17

"Don't tell me he died..."

It was not until someone muttered that the crowd came to their senses from the shock.

Huang Can stood in front of the youth, his clothes stained with blood and even his face was stained with blood.

"Ptooey... I thought you were strong." Huang Can spat beside the youth.

The onlookers next to Huang Can were so scared that they took a few steps back quietly.

"It's moving... it's moving..."

It was unknown who shouted this, but everyone noticed that the youth who was selling skills on the ground had moved. His hands slowly propped themselves up, his body slowly bent up, and his upper body gradually left the ground...

Everyone held their breath and quietly watched the young man slowly prop up his body...

In the whole world, it seemed that only the youth was moving.

"Stand up."

Another person shouted, and the crowd immediately burst into an uproar.

"Good job, young man..."

"He is a real man..."

"..."

Someone took the lead in clapping. Soon, there was thunderous applause.

The youth selling skills gripped the two silver bills tightly in his hand. The silver bills were stained with blood.

"I won..." The youth selling skills stood up and smiled pitifully at Huang Can. However, just as he opened his mouth, fresh blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Huang Can's face darkened watching the youth stand up, and the surrounding cheers made him feel humiliated.

"You are seeking death..."

Huang Can flew into a rage from embarrassment and picked up a wooden stick from the ground, viciously smashing it down on the youth's head.

This sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard, and the youth selling skills hadn't thought that Huang Can would be so shameless. Add to that his body being injured, it was simply impossible for him to dodge in time, and he could only stare blankly at the wooden stick that was descending towards his head.

If this blow had landed, the youth selling skills would have died without question.

Some people seemed to have foreseen the scene of their brains collapsing and flesh and blood flying in all directions, and they were terrified to the point of retreating repeatedly.

Seeing that the stick was about to hit the boy's head, a cruel smile appeared on Huang Can's face, but soon his smile froze because the stick in his hand was suddenly blocked and could not move an inch forward.

At this critical moment, Xia Chuan took action, using one hand to block the staff in front of the youth. Huang Can's contemptible shamelessness had completely infuriated him.

Huang Can saw Xia Chuan grasping the other end of the stick and blocking his way and he hectored, "Get the hell out of here if you don't want to die."

Huang Can exerted strength, but the wooden stick didn't move in the slightest. Huang Can couldn't help but be stunned.

Xia Chuan couldn't be bothered to waste any more words. He punched Huang Can in the chest, and a miserable scream rang out along with the sound of bones breaking. Huang Can flew back a dozen steps and crashed into the ground, motionlessly.

Xia Chuan ignored Huang Can who had flown out and turned to the youth. "How are you?"

The youth was still in a daze. Having just escaped from the jaws of death, he had already broken out in cold sweat.

"Thank you for saving my life, Young Master." The young saleswoman wanted to salute, but she was so seriously injured that she could not stand steadily and was on the verge of collapse.

Xia Chuan quickly caught the boy and said, "You don't have to be so polite. Let me take a rest first. How are your injuries?"

Xia Chuan glanced at the youth's badly mangled back and could not help but frown. Although the flesh wound looked terrifying, it was nothing. However, the youth's spine had two fractures. An ordinary person would have long since been paralyzed. It was unknown how this youth had been able to stand up with such perseverance.

Xia Chuan replied, "You are seriously injured."

The youth smiled bitterly and said, "I'm fine. Benefactor, can you help me sit down?"

"Aye."

Xia Chuan supported the youth on the floor.

"Young Master, Young Master, you can't die..."

Huang Can laid on the ground without moving, while his lackey knelt beside him and wailed.

The attendant calmed down and pointed at Xia Chuan with his trembling finger. "You... you killed the young master..."

Xia Chuan snorted, "He only has himself to blame for his death."

The lackey said sullenly, "It's over, we're dead for sure, we won't be able to live..."

Xia Chuan said, "He's not dead yet, so why are you crying?"

Although Xia Chuan attacked with fury, he temporarily held back a bit of power and did not take Huang Can's life. After all, killing within the city was troublesome. Moreover, Huang Can was the son of the Huang Family's master, and the master of the Huang Family was a real Martial King. With Xia Chuan's current strength, he could not take care of a single Martial King.

However, Xia Chuan was not afraid of Huang Family's Martial King. It was just that there was no need to anger him.

Although Xia Chuan's punch hadn't taken Huang Can's life, it had secretly crippled several of the tendons in his chest. In the future, he definitely wouldn't be able to cultivate in them. This kind of person only relied on his family background and power to kill ordinary people. Crippling his cultivation base was light enough.

The follower was also a fool. When he saw blood trickle out of Huang Can's mouth and nose, he thought Huang Can was dead.

"The young master isn't dead?" The attendant seemed to have grabbed onto a life-saving straw and hastily checked on Huang Can's body. He exclaimed in surprise, "The young master isn't dead. The young master really isn't dead. That's great..."

Xia Chuan reminded him, "If you don't bring him for treatment, your young master is really going to die."

"Just you wait. You are dead meat." With that said, the attendant carried Huang Can on his back and ran.

"This is bad..."

Housekeeper Feng stood in the crowd and watched as his lackey, Huang Can, left. He knew that something big was about to happen.

Ever since the City Lord told him to pay more attention to Xia Chuan and to make a suitable relationship with him, Housekeeper Feng had sent out spies from the residence. However, Xia Chuan did not come out for a few days, and Housekeeper Feng did not find any opportunity to do so.

Today, a spy came to report that he saw Xia Chuan coming over, so he came over to have a look. In fact, when the old bearded man took action, Housekeeper Feng arrived, but he did not show up. He just sneaked into the crowd to observe Xia Chuan.

So the whole matter was witnessed by Housekeeper Feng. Huang Can was beaten half dead, and the Huang family would certainly not let it go.

On one side was the Huang family, and on the other was the Ye Family. Although Xia Chuan's surname wasn't Ye, he was still a member of the Ye Family. Even if the Ye Family didn't interfere, Xia Chuan still had his grandfather, Martial King, and a mysterious alchemy master behind him. If this matter was not handled well, Qingyang City would fall into chaos.

Housekeep Feng thought for a moment, then said to the person next to him, "Hurry and notify the City Lord... Forget about it, I'll go myself. You keep an eye on things here."

After Housekeeper Feng said that, he left quickly, and the people around him gradually dispersed, soon leaving only Xia Chuan and the youth who was selling skills.

"Benefactor, you should leave quickly. That person's family should be quite powerful. I estimate that they will soon bring people over... cough cough..."

The youth selling skills coughed up blood as he spoke.

Xia Chuan also knew that the Huang Family would certainly not give up, but he could not leave the young man behind and run away by himself. Moreover, it was not difficult for the Huang Family to find out his identity. A monk could run, but a temple could not. Sooner or later, this matter would be dealt with. In any case, he was not afraid.

First of all, he was in the right in this matter. If he couldn't use civil means, then he would use force. As long as it was below the Martial King, he would be able to deal with it. Even if that Martial King from the Huang Family came in person, he would still be able to escape if he couldn't win.

Xia Chuan asked, "Don't worry, it's fine. Can you leave now?"

Xia Chuan was afraid that a conflict would break out and he wouldn't be able to take care of the young man. Thus, he wanted the young man to leave first. However, the young man was badly injured and wouldn't be able to leave.

The youth smiled bitterly and said, "I really didn't expect that person to be so powerful. I can't move for now, and it'll probably take another fifteen minutes. Benefactor, you should leave quickly, I can't implicate you any longer."

Xia Chuan was stunned when he heard what the boy said. He turned to look at the boy's back and his jaw almost hit the floor.

Although the youngster's back was still badly mangled, many parts had already healed and scabbed over. The smashed flesh was quickly growing and healing, several times faster than before.

Not only was his skin and flesh healed, but his broken spine was as well. At this rate, he'd recover in less than fifteen minutes.

Others might not be able to sense the recovery of the youth, but with Xia Chuan's spiritual perception, he could see it clearly.

"This sort of regenerative ability can be said to be heaven defying. This young man is simply a cockroach that's impossible to kill." Xia Chuan sighed with admiration in his heart.

A piece of broken wood was squeezed out of the youth's back by the healed muscles and fell to the ground.

Xia Chuan smacked his lips. "Your body has recovered a lot. Did you cultivate some sort of secret art?"

The youth shook his head, "I haven't cultivated. I don't know what's wrong with my body. I've been like this since I was a child."

"Maybe it's a special constitution," Xia Chuan mused.

"Benefactor, leave quickly. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine even if I get beaten up again," the youth urged Xia Chuan to leave.

"Don't worry, I have ways of dealing with them. Oh, right, what's your name?" asked Xia Chuan.

The youth replied, "Benefactor, my name is Situ Xue. I am from Riverfront City."

Riverfront City, Xia Chuan knew that it was a city not far from Qingyang City.

"This show of yours... Is there a problem with that?" asked Xia Chuan again.

Xia Chuan had a very good impression of the young man, and he could tell that the young man was not greedy. If he could help, he would do his best.

Situ Xu's expression was bitter. "To tell you the truth, I'm not greedy for money. I just need it to save my sister..."

Xia Chuan quickly found out from Situ Xu that Situ Xu had a younger sister called Situ Jing, who had been suffering from an illness since she was a child. She needed regular medication to alleviate her ailment. A few days ago, Situ Xu encountered an expert. That expert discovered that Situ Xu possessed a special constitution and wanted to take him in as a disciple. However, Situ Xu refused him immediately because he wanted to take care of his younger sister.

That expert, knowing that Situ Xu's sister had fallen ill, asked Situ Xu to bring him to treat Situ Jing's illness. If he was able to treat Situ Jing's illness, Situ Xu would take him as his master.

Situ Xu agreed as soon as he heard this. In the end, after that expert saw that Situ Jing was ill, he was helpless. However, he told him that if he could find a few medns, there might be a cure.

In the end, under Situ Xu's pleading, that expert wrote down the names of the medicinal herbs he required, and told Situ Xu that if he found these medicinal herbs within a month of time and headed to the Imperial City to look for him, then perhaps Situ Jing could be saved.

Because Qingyang City produced a lot of medicinal herbs and was also very close to Riverfront City, Situ Xu brought Situ Jing here to look for medicinal herbs. However, after asking many herb halls, they did not find these medicinal herbs.

However, a herb hall owner told him that these medicinal ingredients were extremely precious. Even if someone sold them, he wouldn't be able to afford them.

Situ Xu was unwilling to give up. In order to save money, he had set up a stall here to sell his skills to earn some gold coins.

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