Chapter 168: Chapter 92: Poor Xiao Hu, Forced to Join the Huang Tian Sect

"These wealthy families, heartless in their affluence, deserve the wrath of the Heavens. Brothers and sisters, charge with me and slay these dog landlords. Charge!"At the entrance of the Wang Family Mansion, a man dressed as a Huangtian Sect Envoy was continually waving a flag and shouting.

He wore a Yellow Crown on his head, donned a Yellow Robe, and held a large yellow flag in his hand, his face exuding exhilaration.

With his cries, the masses of peasants and disciples of the Huangtian Sect mixed together, as if they were drawing endless strength from somewhere.

Under the yellow sky, everyone's eyes were covered with a thin layer of yellow light.

"Charge!"

Suddenly someone shouted, manic in appearance, charging at the forefront and slamming into the Wang Family Mansion's gate! Continue reading on мѵʟ

The rest followed close behind.

Bang!

The gate was forced open by the combined strength of the crowd, revealing Wang Family's servants armed with crossbows inside.

The Wang Family's servants were thrown into chaos.

"Fire!" the manager yelled.

Arrows, without a shred of mercy, shot from the bowstrings.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The crowd that charged in fell like wheat before the wind, toppling backward.

But this did not stop the crowd outside from continuing their surging advance.

Seemingly unaware of what fear meant, they stepped over the bodies of their "brothers and sisters" and charged forward recklessly.

The Wang Family's servants, who had never seen such a scene, became utterly disorderly amidst the chaos, their hands and feet failing them. Sёarch* The nôᴠel Fire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

With their typical lack of training, they couldn't even load new arrows properly, and in the blink of an eye, they were scattered by the charging crowd of sect disciples and peasants, losing all courage as they fled in all directions.

Even the manager, who tried to make a stand, couldn't achieve it.

"They are no match for us, let us enter the mansion and slay these wealthy households. The Heavens have descended; we are like gods helping us. Kill!"

The shouting resumed.

The disciples of the Huangtian Sect and the peasants who had charged in were now thoroughly enraged; their eyes were filled with yellow veins, charging into the Wang Family Mansion fearlessly.

"How dare you! Does the Wang Family have no one left?"

Just then, Family Head Wang Sanbao, with his corpulent body, rushed into the crowd from the back of the mansion, slaughtering like a wolf among sheep.

His hands moved in swift, connecting strikes, his Qi enveloping his body. All of the disciples of the Huangtian Sect and the ordinary peasants who touched him were injured and incapacitated.

Yet, even as he slaughtered mercilessly, there was no hint of fear in the eyes before him.

Their faces, numb, all turned to look at him in unison, pressing on with their charge, causing his expression to darken.

"Death to the heretics! Die!" Wang Sanbao roared furiously, his Qi surging around him like a raging dragon, the invisible Qi condensing in his palms.

He drew his hands back under his arms and suddenly slapped down from midair, invisible palm Qi sweeping towards the peasants and disciples of the Huangtian Sect.

Suddenly, the sky changed dramatically; the hazy yellow heavens seemed torn asunder, and a dazzling flash of divine thunder, carrying the might of heaven, crashed down with a roaring sound right atop Wang Sanbao's head.

"Ah!"

Wang Sanbao retreated explosively, the lightning strike rendering him charred, his Qi completely dissipated.

Before he could recover, there was a flash of gold, and a golden figure rushed to his face.

"You mere mortals dare to defy the heavens? Die," the Huangtian Sect Commander thundered.

Wang Sanbao's face turned to shock as he forced himself to stand, pushing his Inner Strength to its limit.

"Kill!"

The two collided, and a mighty aura exploded within the confines of the Wang Family Mansion.

After an indeterminate time, blood flowed like fountains, staining the bluestone floors of the Wang Family Mansion red.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the courtyard, Wang Sanbao's figure slowly fell to the ground, turning into a corpse.

Upon seeing this, the Wang Family's servants completely lost the will to resist and fled in total disarray.

In the courtyard, Shen Xiaohu, holding a rock, pounced and smashed it onto the head of a servant, completely crushing the servant's skull with a heavy blow.

Bright red blood splattered on his face, awakening him as if from a dream.

Shen Xiaohu looked around in confusion, completely unaware of why he was in this place.

"Didn't I leave the city? Why am I here?"

Shen Xiaohu tried to recall, but his mind was blank, unable to remember any impressions at all.

He stood up and looked around, only to see, amidst the twilight glow, dust flying and the flames seemingly reddening half of the sky.

The once bustling courtyard was now a sight of devastation, with the cries of the Wang Family members and the cheers of the Huang Tian Sect disciples intertwining into utter chaos.

Staggering among the crowd, Shen Xiaohu's clothes were in tatters, and his eyes were filled with bewilderment.

"No, I need to leave the city, I have to find Brother Qingzi and the others." Shen Xiaohu felt a mirror hidden in his chest and suddenly seemed to think of something.

He broke into a run.

"Stop right there! You lad, you seem to have some skills," a voice called out.

Shen Xiaohu shivered and looked towards the source of the voice, only to see a burly man draped in a Yellow Robe, a Yellow Angel of the Huang Tian Sect, blocking the path of a martial master.

The martial master's face tensed up, and he forced a bitter smile, "Sir, I'm just an ordinary civilian, how could I have any special skills?"

"Humph, stop pretending, I'm not blind," the Huang Tian Sect angel approached the commoner, circled around him to take a good look, and said.

"Heaven descends upon the earth, and now my Huang Tian Sect is widely recruiting the talented. Would you like to join our Holy Sect?"

In his words, the tone of the Huang Tian Sect Envoy carried an air of undeniable authority.

"I... I am of low status and my words carry no weight, not fit to join the Sect."

"So, you refuse?"

The martial master's face slightly stiffened as he pondered his words, just about to speak.

Swish!

A flash of silver streaked through the air.

The Huang Tian Sect angel directly drew the Dagger strapped to his waist, a quick slash, and beheaded the man.

"Ignorant fool."

The Yellow Angel sheathed his blade, turned his head, and happened to see Shen Xiaohu standing nearby.

He gripped his long blade tightly, and his expression undulated unpredictably.

Shen Xiaohu looked around, finding himself surrounded by disciples of the Huang Tian Sect.

He simply collapsed to one knee, fists in hand, and stammered, "Sir, I am a hunter from Hongshan Village. I know a bit of fist and foot, and have long admired the Huang Tian Sect. I, I would like to join the Huang Tian Sect."

The Huang Tian Sect Envoy was slightly stunned, took his hand off the Dagger, and looking at Shen Xiaohu said, "Fine, once this matter is over, follow me to receive our teachings, and join my Huang Tian Sect. How should I address you?"

"Shen Hu!" Shen Xiaohu's heart was bitter, knowing that he probably would not be able to leave the city today and meet up with his parents, Shen Qing and the others.

Given the present circumstances, he could only swallow his pride and join the Huang Tian Sect to save his life.

"Chaotic times are approaching, joining my Huang Tian Sect is your wisest choice, this is your good fortune, and you shall realize this in time."

Though Shen Hu's heart did not agree and even felt some sadness, his face was a picture of resolve, "I am willing to go through fire and water for the Huang Tian Sect, without hesitation."

The Yellow Angel withdrew his gaze, his face betraying no emotion.

He pulled off the Yellow Cloth from his body and threw it to Shen Hu, "Put this on."

"Yes."

Shen Hu glanced at the other disciples and, without any hesitation, tied it to his arm.