Chapter 28 Xu Zhenguang

"Uncle Zhen Guang!"

The rogue cultivator was terrified, feeling his vision rise rapidly. He tried to escape, but the other's hand was like an iron clamp, making him unable to move. Xu Yuanlang cried out in surprise.

"Yuen Long, I'm worried that you'll be deceived by these scoundrels on your first visit."

"Tian San, how dare you try to deceive the Xu family's youth! You're asking for death!"

Xu Zhenguang is a physical cultivator. If Xu Yuanjing is said to be as strong as an ox, that's because he's not comparable to Xu Zhenguang. Compared to him, my fourth brother is nothing but a calf.

Xu Zhenguang's body was more than ten feet away, and even the largest size spirit robe he was wearing was stretched so tight it looked like a bodysuit.

With thick hair, eyebrows like steel brushes, a lion's nose, and a wide mouth, he exudes a bold and unrestrained aura.

Now, with a sudden exertion of force from his large, fan-like hand, Tian San let out a loud scream, his bones creaking under his palm.

"I kill you!"

Overwhelmed by the excruciating pain, Tian San disregarded everything else and thrust his natal magic weapon, the magic sword, towards Xu Zhenguang's chest.

"Uncle Nineteen, watch out!"

Upon seeing this, Xu Yuanlang immediately shouted in alarm.

"clang!"

The next moment he was stunned. Tian San's natal magic weapon landed on his chest, as if it had struck steel.

You could even hear a crisp trembling sound as the magic sword trembled and flew back, all the spiritual energy attached to it shattered.

"That's it!"

Xu Zhengguang gently dusted his chest with his other hand; there wasn't even a single white spot on his thick pectoral muscles.

Tian San's eyes widened in disbelief, and the next moment he saw Xu Zhenguang reach out and grab his magic sword. As if realizing what Xu Zhenguang was about to do, Tian San immediately glared at him angrily.

"Snap!"

Then Xu Zhenguang suddenly exerted force, and his magic sword shattered with a mournful cry. Tian San spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura weakened in the blink of an eye.

Xu Yuanlang's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Tian San's strength was not much different from his own, and his natal magic weapon was also a mid-grade first-level weapon, which would definitely be able to cut through iron like mud.

But how could he not be horrified when his own Uncle Zhenguang actually crushed him with the simplest, most violent, and most ferocious physical strength?

"Beep beep!"

Suddenly a whistle sounded outside. Upon hearing the sound, Uncle Zhenguang casually threw the half-dead Tian San to the ground.

"The guards are here, let's go!"

"Shouldn't we nip it in the bud?"

Xu Yuanlang looked at Tian San, his eyes flickering.

"This is, after all, the Jiang family's market town. Even if someone is to kill, either they need to be strong enough to ignore the Jiang family, or only the Jiang family can kill someone."

"Yuen Long, he's already a cripple, don't worry about him."

Hearing this, he nodded and followed Xu Zhenguang out of the alley.

As he turned the corner, he witnessed a shocking scene: more than twenty cultivators lay sprawled in the alley, some with sunken chests, others with sunken faces—all in a pitiful state.

"I bet it's you, you brute who's become obsessed with tough training. What did Tian San and his group of rogue cultivators do to offend you this time?"

At the alley entrance, a cultivator holding a judge's pen saw him and chuckled as he asked him a question.

"This is the captain of the fourth patrol team. He is a member of the Dian family and his name is Dian Xinqi. He is a Qi Refining Level 9 cultivator, just like me."

"Dian Jiu, this is a junior member of my Xu family. He was almost tricked by Tian San and his group of rogue cultivators on this trip."

Dian Xin Cavalry? In Jiangjia Market, why are members of the Dian family serving as patrol captains?

Seeing that the other person was familiar with Xu Zhenguang, Xu Yuanlang quickly performed a junior's greeting.

"Junior? Are you from the Yuan generation or the Ling generation?"

Dian Xinqi asked curiously.

"I am the twenty-third in the Yuan generation, and my name is Xu Yuanlang."

"Then you, as a junior, have done a good job in terms of etiquette. I have an older sister who married Xu Zhentian of the Zhen generation in your Xu family. In that respect, it's not too much for you to call me Ninth Uncle."

Hmm? He knew that Xu Zhentian's wife came from the Dian family, but she was actually Dian Xinqi's sister? The two families actually had such a relationship.

"Uncle Jiu, this junior greets you!"

Upon hearing his words, Dian Xinqi burst into laughter and casually put away the judge's pen.

"Zhen Guang, your nephew is much more polite than you."

"Hmph, our Xu family is a prestigious clan, and we never make mistakes in matters of etiquette and propriety."

Dian Xinqi chuckled and then waved to the others.

"Arrest them all, and once they wake up, stuff them all into the Xishan Iron Mine so they can be properly trained."

"yes!"

"Thirteen, Tian San, this kind of troublemaker, needs to be dealt with properly."

Xu Zhenguang suddenly spoke, and Dian Xinqi turned around and glanced at Tian San.

"The market jail is full of dead people. I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm leaving!"

The patrolling monks quickly apprehended the monks, and before leaving, he patted Xu Zhenguang's arm.

"Prepare the spirit wine of your Xu family; we'll have a couple of drinks tonight."

"Don't come empty-handed again!"

"Definitely! Definitely!"

Dian Xin's cavalry left quickly, without saying a word about anything else.

Seeing that the street was quiet, Xu Zhengguang led him leisurely towards his own shop.

Xu Zhenguang looked at the silent Xu Yuanlang, patted the back of his neck in annoyance, and finally spoke after a long while.

"Yuan Lang, just ask whatever you want to know, and your Uncle Sanada will answer all your questions."

"Uncle Sanada, Dian Xinqi is a member of the Dian family, so how come he's serving as the patrol captain in Jiangjia Market?"

"There's nothing strange about that. Our two families contributed a lot to the establishment of Jiangjiafang Market back then, and we still receive a share of the profits every year."

In that case, we must also participate in the daily operation and maintenance of the market.

Besides, Dian Xinqi was just one of the patrol captains; there were as many as ten such patrol teams.

Not to mention the elite cavalry, there were even captains who came from humble backgrounds.

You'll get used to it after a while; anything can happen here.

As they were talking, Xu Zhenguang suddenly stopped.

"Yuen Long, we've arrived. This is the Xu family's shop."

Xu Yuanlang looked up and saw a huge plaque with three gilded characters on it: Liuyunzhai.

The shop faces south and is located in the center of the market. The three main streets are connected by the road running through the market, making Liuyunzhai's location excellent.

There are a total of five storefronts and twenty or thirty employees, most of whom are freelancers. At this time, the shops are bustling with people, and it is clear that business is booming.

"Changyun and Changshui, come here. This gentleman is from the mountain. Let's get to know each other."

Xu Zhengguang summoned a pair of brothers who looked quite similar. Both were at the early stage of Qi Refining, but their faces were full of warm smiles. Upon seeing Xu Yuanlang, they hurriedly bowed to him.

"They are cultivators from family tenant farmers. Their spiritual roots are not good, so they can only be placed at the counter. You can ask them any questions you may have in the future. They are more familiar with this market than I am."