[1-200] MY SWORD INTENT CAN BE INFINITELY IMPROVED

Chapter 70: I Need to Find a Stick

Translator: Daoist6fubtiW

“I am Su Yang, you can also call me Brother Yang.”

At this moment, Su Yang suddenly felt incredibly relaxed and content. It was a feeling he had never experienced since coming to this world. Perhaps it was because he had not yet encountered such pure kindness since arriving here.

But it could also be because he hadn’t ventured out much. After all, he had only been in this world for about two months and had mostly stayed in his own residence, practicing sword techniques.

In such a vast world, how much had he really seen? How could he assert that there was no kindness in the world? Perhaps it was time for him to explore this world.

If he stayed at home and flew around outside, how could he witness the lives of ordinary people? It contradicted his ideals.

Suddenly, Su Yang felt the urge to travel through the world. He could wield his sword anywhere, not necessarily confined to his own courtyard.

“Brother Yang,” Jiang Xiaoyu spoke up, immediately changing how he addressed him.

“Well, since you called me Brother Yang, naturally I’ll protect you,” Su Yang replied with interest. “You were beaten for half a year. Do you want me to help you fight back?”

Su Yang looked at Jiang Xiaoyu curiously, wondering if this kind-hearted person would choose to give up and overlook the matter.

To be honest, Su Yang didn’t like overly kind people. Excessive kindness could lead to weakness.

“I do,” Jiang Xiaoyu replied firmly with just one word. Even if Su Yang didn’t ask, he had been holding in his anger. He had been enduring because he couldn’t win in a fight. Retaliating would only bring even harsher beatings.

“Good,” Su Yang turned to Feng Chengyou.

Feng Chengyou understood immediately and shouted sternly at Chu Sen, “Elder Chu, how could you let this happen among disciples of our sect? How can there be infighting among our own?”

Chu Sen trembled, then quickly replied, “I will take care of it, Elder Feng.”

After speaking, Chu Sen left immediately to apprehend the culprits.

Feng Chengyou smiled apologetically, “Sir, please wait a moment.” Su Yang nodded without saying much.

Meanwhile, Jiang Xiaoyu’s mind was in shock. Even at his young age, he understood that might makes right in this world and had experienced the law of the jungle.

But now, the sect master, whom he had regarded as the strongest person, appeared so humble. It made him realize the importance of strength.

On their way, Su Yang gave Jiang Xiaoyu a healing pill to recover from his injuries. Su Yang had abundant resources from the Evil Blood Cultivation Sect, so he didn’t lack medicinal pills.

In no time, Chu Sen returned with the Enforcement Team of the Snake Gate, escorting the six individuals.

“Sir, these are the ones who bullied Jiang Xiaoyu,” Chu Sen told the

Enforcement Team and brought the captives to the main courtyard.

The six individuals were panicking, not knowing why they were being captured. Now that they knew the reason, they became even more frightened.

They had thought it was a misunderstanding, but now they realized there was no misunderstanding. It was Jiang Xiaoyu who had risen against them.

The realization struck fear into their hearts. The severity of the harm they had caused to Jiang Xiaoyu haunted them. They had been ruthless towards him, and now they were experiencing fear.