Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 6243: Mortal’s Suffering

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Hu San frowned and hesitated to act, but seeing Liu Ye’s unyielding gaze, he could only say coldly, “Behave yourselves, hand over everything you have, or you won’t leave Chiling Wharf alive!”

“Xiang Yang, listen to him!” Jian Wushuang took a deep breath.

If it came to a fight, although he wasn’t as strong as Hu San, his martial arts skills would make it easy to take him down.

But that would be too messy.

He could tell that Hu San wasn’t a bad person. At most, he could give him some of his accessories.

After all, these things held no value to him now.

He handed them over without hesitation.

Casually, he took off the diamond-encrusted hat and bracelet from his wrist.

However, he kept the mustard seed.

In case his spiritual power returned, there were still things inside that he could use.

Luckily, he wasn’t his true self. Otherwise, he would have had to give the Beast God Weapon and the Myriad Tribulation Sword to mere mortals.

“Tsk tsk, you’re quite cooperative. Hu San, get them some new clothes and let them settle down at the wharf.”

“Alright, I’ll arrange it right away!” Hu San seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and quickly called Jian Wushuang and Xiang Yang to leave.

After descending the wooden building, Hu San let out a long breath, glanced at Jian Wushuang, and praised, “Not bad, kid. You know how to bend and stretch. If you had dared to resist just now, you’d be feeding the fish by now!”

“Cut the crap, what do you want?” Xiang Yang couldn’t help but question.

Hu San touched his chin and said indifferently, “I won’t do anything to you, but Liu Ye might not be so kind!”

With that, he ignored Xiang Yang and walked straight to a row of thatched huts, pointing to an empty one, “Get in there. From now on, you two are porters at Chiling Wharf. If you have any problems, come to me!”

“Porters?” Xiang Yang was taken aback at first, then looked at the emaciated men who were neither human nor ghost, his eye twitching, and he burst into laughter.

Jian Wushuang shrugged. Without saying a word, he pulled Xiang Yang into the hut.

Still somewhat defiant, Xiang Yang shouted, “Jian Wushuang, you’re a Universe God, and you’re just going to let mortals treat you like this?”

“What else can I do?” Jian Wushuang spread his hands helplessly, “Let them chop us up to feed the fish?”

“That would be less humiliating than this!” Xiang Yang was still dissatisfied.

Jian Wushuang’s face turned cold. He raised his hand and slapped Xiang Yang across the face.

As a mortal, Xiang Yang immediately felt a burning pain on his cheek. Without his powers, he was nothing now.

Even ordinary physical pain was unbearable for him.

The only thing he had left was his identity as a young master.

“You hit me?” Xiang Yang touched his cheek, his eyes widening as he prepared to fight Jian Wushuang.

Though Jian Wushuang was now a mortal, his martial arts skills were exceptional. He lifted his leg and kicked Xiang Yang out the door.

The kick was so strong that even the sturdy Hu San would have struggled to withstand it.

Let alone the frail Xiang Yang, who had spent the entire day soaking in the sea. The kick rendered him unable to move, clutching his stomach and unable to make a sound.

Jian Wushuang took a deep breath, walked over to Xiang Yang, squatted down, and said coldly, “Let me tell you, we are both mortals now. Drop your young master act. In this world, we are lower than ants. If you want to survive, you must endure. If you want to return to your former glory, you must listen to me, understand?”

Curled up on the ground, Xiang Yang couldn’t speak, but it was clear he understood the message, nodding heavily.

Seeing that the other party had calmed down, Jian Wushuang helped Xiang Yang up, supporting him to lie down on the bed. Unexpectedly, Xiang Yang started to cry at this moment.

Although it seemed somewhat ridiculous, thinking about it, it also seemed normal.

He had become a mere mortal; wasn’t crying normal?

After a moment of easing the tension, Jian Wushuang finally got to the point.

“What exactly is going on with Xing Luo?”

Upon hearing the name Xing Luo, Xiang Yang coughed dryly, his eyes reddening as he spoke, “She was a little beggar my elder brother and I picked up in Giant Deer City. You should have heard what happened later. My elder brother and I became enemies because of her, and Xing Luo chose an elder from the family and became his concubine. At that time, my strength was still weak. I begged my elder brother to rescue Xing Luo because I didn’t believe she went willingly, but he refused!”

“I’m not interested in that. Just tell me what Xing Luo has to do with this world, if your Xiang family knows about her powers, and why you keep targeting Twilight Plains!”

A series of questions left Xiang Yang dumbfounded.

He looked at Jian Wushuang in astonishment.

Jian Wushuang then realized that Xiang Yang was just a pawn used by his family or perhaps even by Xing Luo.

How could he know the actual situation?

Seeing his bewildered expression, Jian Wushuang could only sigh helplessly.

“Spent a lifetime hunting eagles, and now…”

He never expected that the trap he set would end up ensnaring himself.

Falling into this great world.

Losing everything from the outside.

Even being subjected to a tribulation by mortals, nearly stripped of his clothes.

Just as he thought of this, footsteps sounded outside the door.

The person who came in was Hu San, holding two sets of black hemp clothes. He casually threw one set to Xiang Yang on the bed and turned to Jian Wushuang, saying, “Don’t just stand there; take off your clothes. These are better for working!”

Speak of the devil.

Jian Wushuang could only comply helplessly.

In fact, he could have escaped with Xiang Yang or even on his own.

But as a mortal now, where could he go?

The priority now was to find Xing Luo.

However, upon reaching the dock, he couldn’t find a trace of Xing Luo. Most likely, he had been tricked by the other side.

But Jian Wushuang still held a sliver of hope, hoping that Xing Luo would appear and, for Xiang Yang’s sake, tell him the secrets of this world or a way out.

As long as he got out, he swore to shatter this place.

He vowed to use all his divine power.

To elevate his divine power to perfection and break this place, to quell the hatred in his heart.

But for now, he had to face reality.

After changing clothes, Hu San took away their original uniforms, leaving them with two hard and stale corn cakes.

Neither of them could eat it.

But their mortal bodies had already started protesting.

They could only choke down the corn cakes with ice-cold water.

Having been exhausted all day, the two went to sleep early.

The next morning, before dawn, Hu San’s shouting woke them up.

Opening his eyes, Jian Wushuang felt his whole body ache, worse than any life-and-death battle he had ever fought.

Fortunately, Jian Wushuang’s willpower remained. He forced himself to stand up.

Xiang Yang, however, was much worse off and couldn’t get up at all.