The Heavens begin by inheriting their grandfather's cheat ability

Chapter 93 Feng Wanli: How come you have so many tokens?

After Zhang San and Li Si left the courtyard, they walked faster and faster. After walking quite a distance, they stopped and looked back.

Zhang San breathed a sigh of relief.

"Junior brother, you also noticed that those two were acting strangely!"

Li Si bowed his head.

"A true master!"

Zhang San frowned.

"But they didn't lay a hand on us!"

Li Si shook his head.

"Just in case."

Zhang San thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"That gang leader Shi's martial arts skills are no less than ours, and his brother's skills should be just as good!"

"If those two attack us, we'll likely have a hard time getting out!"

"In just a few decades, such a freak has emerged in the Central Plains martial arts world!"

Li Si nodded.

"abnormal!"

Zhang San looked back.

"Let's go! We don't need to go to the next Chang Le Gang branch; let's move on to another one!"

"As for whether that kid will go to Xia Ke Island, let him be!"

After they finished speaking, the two disappeared.

In the courtyard, Shi Zhongyu circulated his internal energy to help Shi Potian practice his skills.

Fifteen minutes later, Shi Zhongyu released his grip, and at that moment, Shi Potian slowly opened his eyes.

"Ah, this feels so good!"

"I've never felt so comfortable!"

Shi Zhongyu smiled.

"Those two had been saving up good stuff for a long time, and now it's all gone into your stomach!"

"We don't need to linger here any longer, let's go straight back to the Snow Mountain Sect!"

The group left eastern Sichuan and headed to the Snow Mountain Sect.

They ran into Ding Busi, who had been waiting there for a long time, halfway there.

Although he left, he couldn't let go of Dingdingdangdang.

"Ding-dong, come back with Fourth Grandfather!"

Dingdingdangdang hid behind Shi Zhongyu.

"I'm not going back!"

"There's nothing fun to do at home!"

Shi Zhongyu smiled and looked at Ding Busi.

"Looks like you haven't had enough beatings yet!"

Ding Busi snorted coldly and drew his whip from his waist.

"Young man, I only tested your fists and feet before, I didn't test your weapons."

He had barely finished speaking when he saw Shi Zhongyu suddenly draw his long sword and stab him in the next instant.

"You have no sportsmanship!"

Ding Busi roared and flicked his wrist, sending the black soft whip flying through the air. The whip was sharp and piercing, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, and it struck the jade face in the stone.

He had roamed the martial arts world for many years, his whip techniques were subtle and cunning, each move aimed at the bone and locking the pulse, and he was extremely accurate in finding the enemy's weaknesses.

Shi Zhongyu chuckled softly, the Cold Sky Sword gleaming brightly.

He didn't use brute force to deal with Ding Busi. Instead, he used the light footwork of the Snow Mountain School, his figure elusive, to dodge the sharp strike of the whip.

Shi Zhongyu knew that the soft whip was only effective when it was close to the body, so he always kept his distance. The sword light was layered and overlapped, weaving a fine sword net in front of him.

With a flash of cold light, the sword tip lightly tapped the whip, each strike landing on the weakest point where Ding Busi was exerting force with the whip.

Ding Busi's whip technique was not fully extended, and the soft whip was repeatedly deflected by the sword's edge, with all its force missing its mark.

The more he fought, the more alarmed he became. How could this kid see through every move he made?

His unpredictable whip techniques were completely countered; no matter how the whip swept, wrapped, or attacked, it could not penetrate the cold, clear sword light.

After a dozen or so moves, Shi Zhongyu stopped teasing Ding Busi.

He slashed his longsword diagonally, unleashing a move called "Cold River Covered in Snow," and the sword light suddenly burst forth, precisely striking a section of the soft whip.

A clever force rebounded from the whip, causing Ding Busi excruciating pain in his tiger's mouth and numbness in his arm.

The next moment, the soft whip flew out of his hand and landed on the ground.

With a flash of cold light, the sword tip came to a steady stop just an inch away from Ding Busi's throat.

Ding Busi froze, his chest heaving with blood and qi, staring intently at the young man before him.

Shi Zhongyu sheathed his sword with a graceful and swift movement.

He glanced at Ding Busi calmly: "Go back and practice your kung fu for a few more years!"

Upon hearing this, Ding Busi's face flushed red, and he turned and left without saying a word.

Watching Ding Busi's retreating figure, Shi Zhongyu called out, "Senior Ding, next time you're coming, please let me know in advance. Don't just come and go as you please!"

Ding Busi paused, then walked even faster.

Seeing this, Shi Jian whispered, "He must be furious!"

Ding ding ding ding and a chuckle.

"I guess my great-uncle won't come to bother me anymore!"

Shi Jian didn't believe it.

Every time Ding Busi came over, he got beaten up.

It would be strange if they didn't hold a grudge.

Shi Zhongyu walked to the ground and took away Ding Busi's soft whip.

With this, the Grandmaster should be very happy.

The group set off again.

Throughout the journey, Shi Zhongyu constantly urged Shi Potian to practice his skills.

Not only that, he also taught swordsmanship to Shi Potian.

Shi Potian's only weakness right now is his lack of practical combat experience.

Shi Zhongyu was not overly harsh on Shi Potian.

His younger brother has a pure heart, with only good in his heart and no evil in his heart. He would not deliberately cause trouble for others, nor would he kill anyone.

Along the way, even when some bandits came to rob him, Shi Potian did not kill them.

Every time Shi Potian let someone go, he would turn around and kill them.

Several months later, the group set foot in the Western Regions.

Dingdingdangdang and Shijian noticed something.

Those were martial arts figures from the Western Regions. Every time they saw Shi Zhongyu, they would immediately bow and then avoid him.

This puzzled the two of them greatly.

Shi Zhongyu naturally wouldn't explain that he had slaughtered his way through the Western Regions.

They continued their journey and arrived at the Snow Mountain Sect.

The disciples guarding the Snow Mountain Sect showed surprise and delight upon seeing Shi Zhongyu return, and then turned to inform Feng Wanli.

Shi Zhongyu and his party arrived at Lingxiao Palace.

Along the way, many disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect were astonished when they saw Shi Potian, who looked exactly like Shi Zhongyu.

Shi Zhongyu and his disciples had no intention of explaining.

When he arrived at Lingxiao Palace, his master Feng Wanli, his uncle Hua Wanzi, and several other uncles were all waiting for him there.

Shi Zhongyu was unaware that after he went down the mountain, his senior uncles had instructed their disciples to keep an eye on his movements.

Feng Wanli and the others originally thought that after Shi Zhongyu entered the Central Plains, he would act as if he were in the Western Regions, killing people and destroying sects.

However, Shi Zhongyu remained remarkably low-key after entering the Central Plains.

I will not kill unless absolutely necessary.

However, once they take action, they basically leave no survivors.

"Disciple greets Master and pays respects to his fellow disciples!"

Shi Zhongyu took the initiative to meet with Feng Wanli, Hua Wanzi and others.

He had just bowed down when Feng Wanli's gaze suddenly sharpened.

He pointed to Shi Zhongyu's waist.

"Yu'er, what's that token on your waist?"

As soon as Feng Wanli spoke, Hua Wanzi, Bai Wanjian, and the others also noticed him.

After examining the plaque at Shi Zhongyu's waist, their expressions suddenly changed drastically.

"A decree to reward good and punish evil!"

"And there's more than one!"

Hua Wanzi hurriedly came to Shi Zhongyu's side.

"Young Shi, weren't you going to see your parents? Why did you come back with a bunch of reward and punishment orders?"

She couldn't understand how Shi Zhongyu could have obtained so many tokens for rewarding good and punishing evil.

Shi Zhongyu looked around and saw that whether it was his master Feng Wanli, Hua Wanzi, or Bai Wanjian, they all looked at the plaque at his waist with a sense of apprehension.

He cupped his hands in greeting.

"Master, fellow disciples, please hear me out!"