Demon-Wraith Plagued World: From Commoner to Supreme

“Young Master Xu! Do you think you can just call it quits like that?” Lin Feng raised the Pig-killing Knife and slapped the flat side against Xu Xiong’s swollen face.

“Smack, smack, smack!”

“I actually preferred your defiant attitude before. Why don’t you bring that back?”

“No, no, please spare me! Spare me! I have plenty of silver on me, and my father at home has more. I’ll give you a hundred, no, a thousand taels as compensation! Just don’t kill me, please!”

Xu Xiong, seeing Lin Feng’s expression colder than the blade itself, began to plead desperately, his spirit nearly breaking under the pressure of impending death.

“Lin Feng, Young Master Xu only wanted to cripple you, but you’re threatening his life. Isn’t that going too far?” Zhu Cui’er interjected, reprimanding Lin Feng. Normally, Lin Feng would pamper her, agreeing to whatever she wanted when she was upset. So she assumed this time would be no different.

“Haha!” Lin Feng laughed at her words, amused. Just as he was about to respond, Xu Xiong made his move!

“Smack!” The sharp sound echoed as Xu Xiong slapped Zhu Cui’er hard across the face, knocking her to the ground. Xu Xiong, unsteady himself, stumbled to the side but managed to prop himself up, pointing at Zhu Cui’er and cursing.

“How dare you, you wretched woman, speak to Lin-Ge like that! If you say another word, I’ll beat you to death!”

Xu Xiong wasn’t stupid. He was already at the mercy of someone with a knife to his throat. This brainless woman wasn’t pleading for mercy and instead dared to provoke Lin Feng! Wasn’t she just asking to get him killed? Xu Xiong couldn’t fathom what Zhu Cui’er was thinking. If anything happened to him today, it would be entirely her fault!

Zhu Cui’er was stunned, never having been struck like this before. She burst into tears, her face marked with five red finger prints.

“Too far? Fine, fine!” Lin Feng laughed again.

“If you want fairness, then let’s talk fairness!”

With a crunch, Lin Feng stomped down on Xu Xiong’s thigh, shattering it with a powerful force and angle, leaving it a bloody mess.

“Ahhh!!!” Xu Xiong screamed, clutching his leg and rolling in agony.

Butcher Zhu and Aunt Zhu trembled in fear, not daring to intervene, worried they might suffer the same fate.

Lin Feng continued, breaking Xu Xiong’s arms as well. Today, Xu Xiong not only provoked him but dared to attack a disciple of the Demon Exorcism Division first. Even if Lin Feng killed him, there would be no consequences. However, Lin Feng wanted him to suffer longer, to experience the pain of having all his limbs crippled. This was far worse than killing him outright. Killing him would be too easy.

As Lin Feng was about to deliver another blow to Xu Xiong’s crippled leg, a loud shout rang out.

“Stop this madness, halt!”

Suddenly, a fierce wind swept in. Though the opponent was far away a moment ago, the next instant, a leg was sweeping towards Lin Feng with great force. The power behind the kick was immense; getting hit by it would be no small matter. The difference in strength was clear-a Bone Forging Realm expert!

In an instant, Lin Feng raised the Pig-killing Knife and swung it towards his opponent. It was a desperate move, ensuring mutual destruction. If the opponent wanted to strike him, they’d have to lose a leg in the process. The opponent hadn’t expected Lin Feng’s reaction to be so swift and precise. It was truly terrifying. Even if it meant death, Lin Feng was determined to take a piece of flesh with him.

But Lin Feng underestimated his adversary. The opponent twisted their body, shedding the momentum, and kicked with the other leg. Lin Feng wasn’t slow to react either. In that critical moment, he executed the Perfected Swift Wind Leg Technique. In a flash, he kicked three times, forcing the opponent back.

Lin Feng retreated three meters, crashing into a wall, embedding himself into it. His entire back went numb. His internal organs churned, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. His leg throbbed with intense pain.

“What an impressive leg technique, to withstand my strike. But this is as far as you go!” the opponent exclaimed in admiration. Drawing a saber from their waist, the next moment, the blade was above Lin Feng’s head. The sharp edge sliced through a strand of hair. But upon seeing the token Lin Feng held, the opponent hesitated, unable to bring the blade down. Their expression turned grim.

“Demon Exorcism Division! Disciple token!” the newcomer uttered.

“Heh, you must be Xu Qiang, Constable Xu,” Lin Feng guessed, observing the attire and the resemblance to Xu Xiong. Xu Qiang desperately wanted to cut Lin Feng in half, but the consequences made him shudder. With a “clang,” the saber was sheathed.

“I am indeed Constable Xu Qiang! Even if you’re from the Demon Exorcism Division’s reserve camp, you can’t just beat my nephew like this without reason,” Xu Qiang said coldly. Xu Xiong, though a wastrel, was the Xu family’s only heir. He and his brother, Xu San, cherished him dearly. Now, seeing him beaten so badly by Lin Feng was hard to swallow. But Lin Feng had become a disciple of the Demon Exorcism Division’s reserve camp, making it difficult to act against him, especially not in broad daylight.

“Heh, Constable Xu, you’re quite adept at twisting the truth. Xu Xiong attacked me, a member of the Demon Exorcism Division’s reserve camp, first! And you’re covering for him? Are you implying the Demon Exorcism Division is powerless? Our division is granted imperial authority, directly answering to the emperor. Xu Xiong’s attack on our personnel-are you suggesting the Xu family is rebelling?” Lin Feng retorted, countering with an even bigger accusation.

“Hehe! You’re joking, young brother! Xu Xiong didn’t know you were from the Demon Exorcism Division. Even if he had a hundred lives, he wouldn’t dare attack you! It’s all a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding!” Xu Qiang forced a grin. Such a grave accusation could easily lead to the Xu family’s ruin.

“A misunderstanding? You think a mere misunderstanding can settle this? That kick from Constable Xu was quite heavy! If I weren’t tough-skinned, I’d probably be dead by now, wouldn’t I?” Clearly, Lin Feng wasn’t about to let them off easily. He wanted them to pay a price.

“So, what would it take for you to let this go, young disciple brother?” Xu Qiang’s voice turned cold, emphasizing the term “disciple.” It was a reminder to Lin Feng not to overstep, as he was just a disciple, not a full-fledged member of the Demon Exorcism Division.

“Xu Xiong and his men attacked me, scaring me, and Constable Xu injured me. Surely, some compensation is due? Not much, just a thousand taels, and this matter will be settled,” Lin Feng said, pulling himself from the wall and extending his hand towards Xu Qiang for the money.

“A thousand taels? That’s enough to buy a house in the outer city! Are you out of your mind? Impossible!” Xu Qiang’s face darkened immediately.