Stranger Danger-Chapter 1285: The Damned

“The White Ape Sword Celestial lost?!”

The crowd exchanged glances with each other after the White Ape Sword Celestial escaped. They were surprised, but they were able to accept the fact much quicker than before.

After everything that happened until now, Ye Qing was basically an undefeated myth in their eyes.

“Who’s next?”

Hands clasped behind his back, Ye Qing asked while blowing away the sword intent filling the area with a single breath.

“You’ve been fighting for a little over an hour, warrior Ye. Do you want to catch some rest?”

“Yeah. You’ve defeated many elite warriors in a row. You should take some time to recover before the next challenge.”

“Honing a blade does not delay a woodman’s work[1]. You should catch some rest.”

Some people couldn’t help but speak up after hearing Ye Qing’s declaration. It hadn’t been long since Ye Qing arrived at the East Radiance Mountain, but he had already fought a lot of people. Not only were they all elites, some of them were Half-Sages in the top thirty. No matter how powerful Ye Qing was, there was no way he wasn’t at least a little weary. That was why they advised him to rest.

“Keke... what’s the hurry? You can rest after you fight us!”

Unfortunately, Ye Qing didn’t even get to respond before a strange cackle and a man descended from the sky.

The man was extraordinarily tall and muscular like a tower of steel. He was also way faster than his appearance would suggest. The big man was about three meters away from Ye Qing when suddenly, two people crawled out of his stomach. They were a young delicate woman and a skinny, short boy.

Setting aside how they crawled out of the big man’s stomach, their auras marked them as powerful warriors. Their teamwork was pretty good as well.

The massive man was obviously a body-tempering warrior. His upper body was bare, and pictures of Strangers were tattooed to his skin. When he threw a punch, the Stranger pictures seemingly came to life and snarled at Ye Qing, baring their fangs and swiping their claws.

In a sense, it was a punch accompanied by a hundred Strangers; a thousand monsters.

Contrary to the massive man, the young woman sailed across the air like a phantom. Wielding a pair of daggers, she split into countless afterimages the second she passed by Ye Qing.

Finally, the boy seemed to be a mental attack specialist. As soon as he appeared, he let out an eerie, evil cackle that pierced all the way into the heart and refused to be dispelled no matter what. Worse, the cackle was only growing louder and sharper over time, causing a splitting migraine and a disoriented mind.

“It’s the Damned!”

“How despicable...”

“They’re the shame of the jianghu; the trash of the wulin!”

The Damned referred to a trio of infamous villains in the jianghu. They were a family.

The massive man’s name was Tian Shang, and the woman’s Wu Liang[2]. A husband and wife, they had committed countless crimes such as robbery, murder, pillage, arson and more from a young age. Such was their villainy that they were loathed by all. Later, the duo had a son, and the family of three came to be known as Damned.

Because their actions were shameless and despicable to the utmost degree, they came to be known as the Damned.

Unfortunately, the family of three were quite powerful. Tian Shang was a Great Grandmaster, and Wu Liang a Great Trueman. Their son, despite his age, was both a Trueman and an expert in spiritual secret arts. Not only that, they shared an excellent rapport with each other and could keep even an ordinary Half-Sage at bay with their teamwork. That was why they were still alive and well despite their infamy.

It was clear why they had chosen now to show up. It was because Ye Qing was weakened right now. Yet again, the trio had chosen to act despicably.

Disdain and loathing aside, the spectators had neither the strength nor the reason to interfere with the battle. So, they yelled insults at the Damned and only that.

On the Unbounded Platform, Ye Qing had no choice but to face the Damned’s surprise attack head on. Almost immediately, vicious explosions and terrible shockwaves rippled throughout the Unbounded Platform. The violent gusts of force and astral qi seemed deadly enough to destroy heaven and earth.

The crowd thought that Ye Qing would surely fall into a disadvantage. After all, not only was he depleted, he was surprised and outnumbered as well. However, they were wrong. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

After taking a solid punch from Tian Shang with his body, Ye Qing abruptly grew several inches taller and backed off a bit. Then, he scattered Wu Liang’s afterimages in one elbow strike and slapped her right before she could ambush him from behind.

Wu Liang let out a bloodcurdling scream as the palm strike turned her body into mush. She had no choice but to escape with her yang god only.

Seeing this, Tian Shang let out a furious roar and... ran away. Not only that, he grabbed his wife’s yang god and threw it in Ye Qing’s direction, hoping she would distract him long enough to escape. What a “loving” husband and wife they were!

Unfortunately for Tian Shang, he barely ran a few steps before an eerie cackle disoriented and blurred his consciousness. By the time he recovered, he realized Ye Qing had already killed Wu Liang and was running straight toward him.

“How dare you backstab me, you traitorous son!”

Tian Shang’s eyeballs threatened to fall out of his eye sockets. It was clear that his son was the reason behind his sudden disorientation.

While this was going on, the boy had already moved several hundred meters away from his original position. He yelled without even looking back, “You’re the one who taught me everything, old man!”

The boy had sacrificed his old man so that he would live to see another day. What a loving son he was!

“Traitorous son!”

The enraged Tian Shang wanted to say something more, but his voice abruptly cut short, and he suddenly became an entire head shorter.

It wasn’t because he had made himself smaller. It was because Ye Qing had pressed his head into his chest.

And so Tian Shang passed to the afterlife. He did not rest in peace.

“Who even are these clowns?”

After killing Tian Shang in one punch, Ye Qing waved his sleeve slightly and sent his body jetting out of the Unbounded Platform like a punctured blood bag. He vanished into the clouds[3] and was not seen again.

With that done, Ye Qing looked around him as proud as a mountain, asking, “Heroes of the jianghu and wulin, they say. Heh. Gotta say, I’m mighty disappointed.”

“So? Who’s next?”

“You talk a big talk, Mad Lord!”

Someone got angry after seeing how haughty Ye Qing was acting. “We weren’t going to take advantage of you, but how can you disparage us so?”

Ye Qing snorted. “Quit wasting my time. Either you get on the stage and fight me, or fuck off!”

“You asked for it! Guo Zhanfeng of the Tyrant Blade Sect shall face you!”

The wind came carrying a man before the voice settled. The man was the blade, the wind was also the blade. Therefore, the arrival of the man and the wind was the arrival of the blade.

“Well met!”

Ye Qing let out a barking laugh before throwing out a punch. His force shook the eight directions, and his intent moved wind and clouds.

The wind was scattered, the blade was broken, and the man was sent flying just like that.

“Hahaha... your technique is passable, but your cultivation level is weak!”

After sending Guo Zhanfeng laughing, Ye Qing laughed again before yelling, “Next!”

“I will face you!”

Another man ran up to Ye Qing while introducing himself, “I am Luo Baichuan of the White Tiger Divine Palace, and I have come to—”

“Dude, just shut up—” Ye Qing took a step forward. “—and fight me!”

A dozen or so exchanges later, after punching Luo Baichuan into the floor, Ye Qing yelled for his next opponent. “Next!”

“I will face you!”

“Next!”

“I will face you!”

“Next!”

......

“Third quarter of the Mo Hour[4], Yang Kun the ‘Chaos Origin Hand’ challenges the Mad Lord and is defeated in three moves.”

“Fourth quarter of the Mo Hour[5], Duan Qian the ‘Little Divine Dragon’ challenges the Mad Lord and is defeated in ten moves.”

“Fifth quarter of the Mo Hour[6], the thirty-eighth warrior of the Earth Champions Ranking, the one they call the ‘Snake Cutting Gentleman’, loses his Golden Snake Sword after nine moves and surrenders the fight...”

1. Preparation is a part of a task. ☜

2. It’s not a direct translation but their names mean Heaven Forsaken and Unscrupulous. ☜

3. This is the peak, so the clouds are UNDER, not above. ☜

4. That’s 1.45 pm. ☜

5. That’s 2 pm. ☜

6. That’s 2.15pm. ☜