Imperial God Emperor (Web Novel)
chapter-1146

The pliant iron whip arced through the air with a destructive force that had the power to shatter stones.

The crowd let out exclamations of shock and surprise, and some had already covered their eyes with their hands, afraid of witnessing the bloody scene that would follow next.

Ye Qingyu's face darkened, but he chose not to counterattack.

Instead, his figure disappeared mysteriously on the spot.

This powerful whip let out a piercing crack as it hit the air that was so loud that it sounded like a thunderous explosion. Airwaves were clearly seen rippling through the sky, a testament of how powerful this whip was. If it had hit its target, even a man made of steel would have been shattered into pieces.

"Hmm?" the servant who was driving the carriage exclaimed in surprise.

He felt his vision blur, then that man disappeared. Was that man a highly-skilled expert?

He didn't think too much into this incident.

After all, there were too many experts at Royal City and even Great Saints didn't dare to act too brashly in front of him. After all, his master was the King of Zhenyuan, so even a dog from that residence could run amok around this bazaar and no one would bat an eyelid even if a few people died.

He turned around and picked out Ye Qingyu from the crowd.

"Pfft, you should count yourself lucky," the driver spat on the ground, then waved his iron whip and urged the Earth Dragon beasts to go faster.

If he didn't have to escort the mistress of the residence today, he would have stepped off the carriage to taught that man a lesson. How dare that man dodge the whip instead of quietly accepting his punishment?

Rumble! Rumble!

The carriage continued to charge forward and it caused a huge commotion everywhere it went. There were shrieks and cries of terror and many Dark Ones were injured, but they could only bear with the insult. What could they do about it since they were such lowly creatures at the bottom of society?

Ye Qingyu shook his head.

As the saying went, a crooked stick will have a crooked shadow, so it was clear the kind of master the arrogant servant was serving.

He had come to the Royal City to carry out some important matters, so he could not afford to spoil his grand plans just because of a moment of impatience. Therefore, he had hesitated for a second, but ultimately chose to dodge in order to avoid unnecessary trouble. If he had been anywhere else, this ruthless servant together with his master would have been killed by him many times over.

Soon, this fleet of carriages passed through the bazaar and disappeared into the distance.

Everyone at the bazaar had yet to recover from the shock and they hastily tried to gather their wares that were scattered everywhere. They had suffered considerable losses, but they were considered lucky compared to the Dark Ones who had been crushed by the Earth Dragons, or injured by the carriage who lay bleeding on the ground, groaning in pain but they could only accept that this was their destiny since some of them had already identified the fleet of carriages as the ones from the King of Zhenyuan's residence. Very few noblemen of the city would dare to offend the King of Zhenyuang's residence.

Ye Qingyu shook his head, his eyes dark and stormy.

He stayed behind and helped to heal the injured and alleviate their agony.

As long as he could still detect a heartbeat, he could easily heal these injured Dark Ones no matter how serious their injuries were and he worked very quickly. Soon, these Dark Ones' expressions changed from wariness and suspicion to gratefulness and looked at him like they had encountered their savior.

"Many thanks."

"I'll never forget your kindness."

"I'd be willing to be your slave in my next life in order to repay your kindness."

The Dark Ones all knelt and kowtowed at his feet as they thanked him profusely.

Ye Qingyu did not reveal his name but turned around and left the scene. This act of kindness hadn't taken much on his part and he didn't need them to repay their gratitude, nor did he want to be famous. He just didn't wish to see these poor people suffering needlessly and since he had the ability to help them, how could he not take compassion on them?

Half a day flew by.

Ye Qingyu was still roaming around the bazaar in the afternoon.

Wanyi Bazaar was extremely big, so he had yet to finish browsing the entire bazaar. He browsed through the bazaar enthusiastically and purchased several items. These items were all little trinkets, but they were very interesting and he purchased gifts for his friends on a whim.

Soon, it was almost time for the bazaar to come to a close.

Ye Qingyu had already arrived at the west exit of the bazaar.

He was about to leave when he heard a commotion from the bazaar nearby and the sounds of someone begging piteously and sobbing. Then, he heard someone admonishing the person who was crying and that voice was extremely overbearing and arrogant. Ye Qingyu's sense of hearing was extremely sharp, so he immediately recognized that arrogant and menacing voice as the triangle-faced servant who had been driving the carriage earlier.

This servant was clearly up to no good again.

Ye Qingyu shook his head. The fact that he had encountered this servant twice in one day had seriously dampened his spirits.

He wanted to leave, but the young man was begging piteously that it tugged at his heart, so he turned around and walked toward the source of the sound.

It was around one hundred meters away and a crowd had already gathered.

Ye Qingyu silently squeezed his way through the crowd.

He saw a stall that was hawking herbs and the owner of the stall was a black-haired Dark One young man who looked about fourteen.

He was clothed in a tattered sackcloth that was so torn that it was wrapped in stripes around his body and barely covered his body, but his hair was clean and washed. His leg was injured and it seemed like it was broken. His leg was tied with strips of sackcloth around a wooden board and various scars covered the exposed skin on his body. Most of these scars didn't look too serious and it seemed like he had been scratched by plants. They had recently scabbed over, so his body looked extremely horrifying.

In other words, the young man was an odd, pitiable young man who was in dire straits.

The young man was on his knees and tears streamed down his cheeks as he begged, "My Lord, I'm fine if you take all these herbs away, but I'm only asking you to give me some money. I journeyed all the way to the Fire Province and almost died trying to pick these herbs just so that I could earn some money from the bazaar to seek treatment for my ailing mother. My mother is dying and she's counting on me to earn money for her treatment... how about this, I'll only charge you five hundred grams, oh no, two hundred fifty grams of origin crystals. I'm begging you..."

The young man continued to beg piteously and kowtowed so hard that his head bled.

Everyone felt very sympathetic toward that young man when they saw what was happening.

The only person who remained indifferent was the triangular-faced servant from the King of Zhenyuan's residence. A smile danced across his face as though he was basking in the pleasure of someone kowtowing to him.

He smiled menacingly as he said, "Goddamnit, you stupid beggar, the fact that the King of Zhenyuan's residence has even taken an interest in your herbs should be an honor in itself, so how dare you ask for money? Are you sick of living? If you know what's good for you, you should present me with all the herbs you have. Otherwise, he he!"

"My Lord, I'm begging you. My mother really needs the money to seek treatment. If I could earn enough to buy a pill that could dispel the toxins in her body, she might have a chance at survival. I put my life on the line to obtain these herbs and broke my leg to harvest these herbs. The rocks and vines had slashed at my body until there's practically no skin left on me..." the young man did not dare to resist, but could only continue begging, hoping that the triangular-faced servant would take pity on him.

To everyone's surprise, the triangular-faced servant raised his foot and delivered a hard kick, sending the young man flying for one or two meters. The young man landed with a loud crack as though a bone had broken and he kept spitting out blood from his mouth.

The crowd exclaimed in surprise.

There were some in the crowd who were no longer able to bear this injustice and started to chatter amongst themselves.

This servant from the residence of the King of Zhenyuan had seriously gone too far and he was extremely evil.

The crowd discussed in hushed whispers and many people pointed at the scene, but no one dared to publicly stand up for the young man.

"Damn it, it's just a tiny bunch of herbs, how dare you demand two hundred fifty grams of origin crystals? You must have gone mad from poverty," the triangular-faced servant felt the judgemental eyes of everyone on him and became even angrier, "Why should I care whether your mother lives or dies? If you continue to resist me, I'll kill you next."

Killing a Dark One, especially one who had journeyed from the Fire Province, would be as easy as killing an ant. This triangular-faced servant could easily kill the young man effortlessly without any scruples.

The young man had almost fainted from pain and blood gushed out from his mouth as he held on tightly to his herbs, but he didn't dare to resist. He was enraged but he knew that he couldn't do anything about it. If he were to be killed, what would happen to his mother who was still lying in the straw shed of the inn? She would die of starvation...

Then, a clear and melodious voice rang out.

"Hmm? I can't believe that someone is selling the Intoxicated Immortal Grass here and it still looks like it's in perfect condition. This is a divine herb of the highest quality and has always been priced so high that few people could afford to purchase it..." a young woman dressed in a fiery red dress walked toward the herb stall and picked up a jadeite-like herb that was as thin as a finger...

The young man froze in surprise.

Everyone's gaze immediately turned toward the herb stall.

The Intoxicated Immortal Grass?

Many people have heard the name of this herb but this herb was known to be extremely precious and it was rumored to be able to enhance the effects of many Immortal-level medicinal pills. It was an elusive herb that was incredibly rare. Many people have heard about it, but few have seen it.

Was the young man truly selling a stalk of Intoxicated Immortal Grass?

Everyone suddenly looked at the young man in a different light.

At the same time, they also realized why the servant from the King of Zhenyuan's residence was so insistent on taking the young man's stall. He must have done so because he noticed that there was a stalk of Intoxicated Immortal Grass amongst all the herbs in his stall.

"Who are you? What kind of nonsense are you spouting? How could there be a stalk of Intoxicated Immortal Grass here," the menacing servant looked at the young woman in her fiery red skirts and yelled, "Get lost. Stop spouting nonsense here, or I might strip you and sell you to the brothel, you stupid whore."

He could tell that this young woman was from the Guardians' camp and from her outfit, she seemed to be a noblewoman of Central City. Nonetheless, there were so many noble families residing at Central City, but how many of them could be on the same level as the King of Zhenyuan's residence?

He was completely fearless.

"You bastard, how dare you speak to my mistress so rudely?" another clear but childish voice rang out as a servant girl wormed out breathlessly from the crowd.

Ye Qingyu glanced at her.

He saw that this girl was not more than twenty years of age and there was still some childish fat on her round cheeks. Her cheeks puffed up when she was angry, which made her seem both childlike and adorable.

He had already known what the servant was after when he arrived and it was true that the Intoxicated Immortal Grass was very precious. However, he didn't step in because he wanted to see how evil this servant could get, but he hadn't expected a young woman and her servant girl to step in first.

He had also noticed this young woman in red before she piped up and saw that she had hesitated for a long while before she finally summoned the courage to speak up, so it was clear that she recognized who the servant served and was wary of provoking him. She hadn't wanted to get involved, but she still managed to summon the courage to speak up for the young man. This showed that she was a kind soul.

She was a kind and beautiful young woman.

She looked very noble and elegant, like a pure, white flower.

Yet, it was also clear that her bravery and righteousness would not be able to stop this shameless servant from committing an evil deed and she might even get into trouble for doing so.

He admired her courage but at the same time, he was enraged.

This man was merely a servant of a King's residence, but he was acting in such an arrogant and fearless manner. The fact that he had even continued to be so savage and brash even when he knew that this young woman was a noblewoman showed how corrupt and rotten the Guardians' Royal City had gotten. It also showed how savage and how much those in power had exploited their authority!

He was bitterly disappointed.

It was only a small incident, but it already reflected the true face of the city.

He realized that the magnificent ancient Royal City of the Guardians that had lasted for countless years, and the so-called Guardians were all like apples with worms in them. They seemed fresh and beautiful on the outside, but they were rotten to the core and continued on their silent course of decay.

How was this camp going to destroy the Invaders who had destroyed countless other civilizations before them?

If it weren't for the Sinners army protecting the Royal City and if the Royal City had relied on these so-called Guardians, it would have already been turned into a pile of rubble.

As he sighed, the evil servant laughed coldly as he pointed at the young woman in red, "You little slut, I know you. You're the Marquis Tao's daughter, aren't you?"

The young woman's expression changed.

She quickly shielded the round-faced servant girl behind her and said, "Watch your mouth."

"Ha ha ha," the evil servant laughed arrogantly. "Bitch, who do you think you are? The daughter of a marquis? Ha ha, stop fooling yourself. Everyone in this city knows that Marquis Tao can't even protect himself now, so you're just a fallen phoenix. In fact, you're even worse than a chicken. How dare you meddle in the affairs of the King of Zhenyuan's residence? Ha ha, you don't know what's good for you... If you kneel and apologize to me now, I'll turn a blind eye to this matter. Otherwise, once you anger the King of Zhenyuan, your entire household shall be destroyed tomorrow."