Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 88: Am I the Substitute?

Chapter 88: Chapter 88: Am I the Substitute?

Whoosh——

Bai Yucheng only released one sword strike.

But that one strike emitted five sword glows.

Each sword glow was just a light touch, but they perfectly pierced through the hearts of the five martial artists in front of him, the five bloody holes aligning in a straight line.

Only when Bai Yucheng passed by Big Head Wang and the other four martial artists still standing in place did their bodies begin to totter and collapse.

Bai Yucheng glanced at Big Head Wang, who was still not fallen, and gently patted his shoulder.

Wang Gouwa was sent to the Town Martial Office and changed his own name to Wang Junwu.

If he could be foolishly loyal, perhaps he could have been kept around.

What a pity.

Thud——

As Big Head Wang fell, Bai Yucheng stepped towards Zhang San and Wang Ziteng, who wore faces full of panic.

On the side, Zhao Siyang was still debating whether to truly exert all his strength.

But after all, this was an internal matter of the Town Martial Office. Once he intervened, he feared the entire Taoism might suffer misfortune!

However, just at this moment, as Bai Yucheng stepped forward, he felt something tugging at his foot.

Looking down, he found Big Head Wang, who should have died from a pierced heart, still had a breath left in him.

At this moment, Big Head Wang was desperately holding onto Bai Yucheng’s ankle, even twisting his head trying to bite Bai Yucheng with his teeth.

Bai Yucheng couldn’t help feeling somewhat sentimental.

There was a time when he, too, had been such a determined person, unwavering in the face of what he believed and worshiped.

But the ways of the world are dark, how can the people walking in it remain pure?

Bai Yucheng closed his eyes and thrust his sword down.

The long sword pierced through the back of Big Head Wang’s skull, coming out of his right eye socket.

As the eyeball and a spurt of red rolled away.

Today, no one will survive.

But just then, Wang Ziteng actually stood up, blocking in front of Zhang San.

Zhang San felt the world was truly crazy!

Why is everyone braver than me in the face of death!

Are you people really not afraid to die?

"Wang Ziteng, at this time, shouldn’t you be running?"

As Zhang San spoke, he noticed that Wang Ziteng’s legs were trembling slightly.

"Who is Wang Ziteng? How could I be afraid?"

Zhang San looked at Wang Ziteng’s still trembling legs, yet to speak out like that already showed far more courage than he had.

"Don’t worry, I am a scion of a great clan, furthermore a prodigy of the Wang Family. Bai Yucheng wouldn’t dare to kill me!"

Zhang San had actually forgotten Wang Ziteng’s identity as a member of the Wang Family.

But what greeted his words was Bai Yucheng’s rampant laughter.

"Hahaha... Wang Ziteng, oh Wang Ziteng! I previously only thought you foolish, but now I find you simply adorably stupid!"

Wang Ziteng became enraged!

He yelled fiercely at Bai Yucheng, "Then come and kill me! Do you dare?"

Bai Yucheng, with a disdainful smile playing on his lips, asked, "Wang Ziteng, tell me, is there a possibility."

"That you are not truly the prodigy of the Wang Family?"

"In the past, when a prodigy was born in the Wang Family, heavenly phenomena appeared, golden auspicious clouds stretched for three thousand miles, hailed as a child of heaven. There were even rumors that at the age of three, he encountered a crane that carried him into the azure clouds, and upon his return three years later, he was already an extraordinary prodigy."

"Of course, such a matter could not be concealed. Hence, there appeared a ’Wang Ziteng’ hailed as the prodigy."

"On the surface, he enjoyed the finest and most premier cultivation resources of the Wang Family, cultivating the world’s most difficult yet potential-rich ’Primordial Extreme Technique.’ An object of envy to all, but in reality..."

"He was merely a clan descendant with decent aptitude, who simply of similar age was chosen to be a stand-in!"

On hearing these words, Wang Ziteng felt as if he were struck by lightning.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Zhang San steadied Wang Ziteng from behind, preventing the utterly disoriented Wang Ziteng from collapsing.

"I am the prodigy of the Wang Family, nurtured with the full support of my clan. How could I be... a stand-in..."

"Hahahaha..." Bai Yucheng burst into wild laughter.

"Have you ever wondered why you were sent to the Town Martial Office just when you were about to make a breakthrough? Wouldn’t it have been better to quietly wait for the ten-year term to end at home, and achieve Core Formation overnight?"

"Have you ever thought about why, when you are away from home, there is not even a single Taoist Protector by your side? You must know this yourself, right?"

"Have you ever considered that if you truly died, the Wang Family could declare that their once-celebrated prodigy had fallen? Meanwhile, the real prodigy being cultivated in secret could continue to lay low and wouldn’t even have to worry about being targeted by others when he travels the world. A prodigy who has lost the aura of a prodigy is actually the safest. Right?"

At this moment, even though Zhang San was not Wang Ziteng, he felt that every word Bai Yucheng spoke painfully hit the mark.

Since he was young, Wang Ziteng knew he was the Wang Family’s prodigy.

And now you’re telling him that he actually isn’t.

It was one thing not to be a prodigy, but even worse, to merely be a stand-in, one displayed in front to cover for the true prodigy!

Such a revelation would be unacceptable to anyone.

At this moment, Wang Ziteng reflected on all his past experiences within the clan.

Even though he had access to all the cultivation resources he wanted, even his parents’ treatment within the clan improved a great deal.

But he always felt a trace of insincerity from the Clan Leader towards him.

At that time, he just thought that because he was not the Clan Leader’s own child, since he was a descendant of another branch, that there might be a slight grudge.

But now, Wang Ziteng understood it all.

It was all fake, everything was fake.

As Wang Ziteng was on the verge of collapse, Zhang San caught his hand and shook it.

"Wang Ziteng, it seems that today you and I are both going to die."

"Although we did not become sworn brothers, if you call me Brother San, we are brothers for life. We may not have the same birthdate, but sharing the same death date isn’t too bad either! What do you think?"

Wang Ziteng knew that without the halo of the Wang Family prodigy, his death was certain.

At this moment, his legs stopped trembling.

Even his entire demeanor became much more composed.

When you realize that you are about to lose everything, there’s nothing left to fear losing.

"So, since we’re going to die, why not make our deaths more glorious?"

Zhang San said, placing his hand on the hilt of the Horizontal Blade behind his back.

Wang Ziteng, however, suddenly laughed.

"Who said both of us are going to die!?"

Zhang San was taken aback by these words.

He had originally meant to provoke Zhao Siyang with his words.

After all, if Zhao Siyang addressed him as Brother San, including Wang Ziteng, the three of them could be considered informal sworn brothers.

Zhao Siyang, could you really stand by and watch your brother die?

That was the idea Zhang San had in mind.

But he never expected that at this moment, Wang Ziteng exuded an overpowering presence, and his legs didn’t even tremble.

Was he truly the Wang Family’s prodigy or had the Wang Family given him a trump card before he left home?

As Zhang San was elated, he was pushed back by Wang Ziteng.

In that moment, Wang Ziteng stood between Zhang San and Bai Yucheng, his aura surging wildly as the Qi Flow swirled around him.

"If I don’t die after this battle, Zhang San, you freakin’ owe me for a lifetime!"

The next instant, Wang Ziteng’s Qi Flow went berserk, shattering through his twelve primary meridians.

He even forcibly reopened the eight extraordinary meridians in his body with the force of a mountain torrent.

Guided by the Innate Qi, a Core Creation formed within his body in an instant, growing larger and larger.

Surrounded by countless spiritual energies of heaven and earth, they merged into his body.

True Core Realm!

Success!