After all, the Fire God Technique is by no means some rare treasure—every one of the millions of descendants in the Fire God clan can cultivate it. But as for the Fire God Fragmented Scroll, perhaps only Ryan Bennett in the whole world possesses it.

Clutching the fragmented scroll, he returned to his room and began to follow the cultivation method recorded on the scroll. The Fire God power circulated repeatedly within his body, and after each cycle, he felt thoroughly refreshed.

The next day, Ryan Bennett was still sitting on his bed, but found that his Fire God power had become even purer. His whole being felt invigorated, as if the Fire God Fragmented Scroll was already showing some effect!

……

“Young master! Young master!”

A maid softly called from outside the door: “Young master, it’s time to get up. At the main gate, there’s a man named Michael Bolton who says he’s here to see you!”

Ryan Bennett said, “Got it, you may go!”

“Yes, young master!”

Ryan Bennett got up, went to the outer courtyard, and called out loudly, “Where are Zhaocai and Jinbao?”

“Whoosh, whoosh!”

Two servant boys darted over and appeared before Ryan Bennett, grinning sheepishly. “Young master, what are your orders?”

“Go to the back garden and fetch a bucket of manure, fill it to the brim, bring a ladle, and come with me for a walk around the street!”

“Huh? Young master, what do you need those for?”

“Stop talking nonsense, go get ready!”

“Yes, sir!”

Not long after, the two servants came out carrying a bucket of foul-smelling liquid. Ryan Bennett strode briskly to the front gate, and sure enough, Michael Bolton was already waiting outside in a black fitted outfit.

“Let’s go, we’re off to bring some bad luck to the Seven Tyrants of Liang City!”

With the Haotian Sword on his back and an iron sword in hand, Ryan Bennett walked side by side with Michael Bolton down the main street of Liang City, followed by the two servants and the stinking bucket of manure.

Michael Bolton had no idea what Ryan Bennett was up to, so he said nothing.

Passersby pointed and whispered—

“That eldest young master of the Ye family is out throwing his weight around again!”

“Yeah! That good-for-nothing is out again. Who knows which family’s daughter will suffer this time!”

“Trash like him should have gone to hell long ago!”

“Right, the shame of the Fire God clan, a disgrace to his family!”

……

All the words of the passersby reached Ryan Bennett’s ears. He frowned, feeling a bit depressed. Just what kind of person was this Brian Bennett before he took over this body? It seemed that if he wanted to clear this name, it would take quite a bit of effort.

When they reached a pork stall, Michael Bolton suddenly stopped and said, “Ziyu, wait!”

“What is it?”

Michael Bolton pointed at the butcher shop and said, “The butcher here and his two thugs are three of the Seven Tyrants of Liang City: the Spirit Snake King Scott, Horse-faced Beast David Bolton, and the Undying Vajra Noah Foster. They’ve been a scourge to the community. It’s rumored that their pork is seven parts pork, three parts human flesh—shows how much the people hate them!”

Ryan Bennett nodded and stepped forward. With a clang, he drew his steel sword and shouted, “Butcher Wang, come out!”

Immediately, the shop boy turned pale with fright, and three men rushed out from inside, all with impressive skills. Each had two golden stars printed on the front of their clothes—a mark of a level-two martial artist!

In Liang City, a level-two martial artist was already someone to be respected. Level-three martial artists were about the level of an instructor, and the Seven Tyrants of Liang City relied on their tough martial arts to terrorize the area, with no one daring to challenge them.

The leader, a lean man with steady steps and clearly good lightness skills, walked up to Ryan Bennett and said with a laugh, “Well, if it isn’t the eldest young master of the Ye family! What brings you to my humble butcher shop today?”

Ryan Bennett smiled faintly, then suddenly said in a deep voice, “Splash!”

Behind him, Zhaocai and Jinbao moved swiftly, each flinging a ladle of manure!

Scott Thompson was shocked and tried to dodge, but unexpectedly, a wall of force wrapped around him from behind, leaving him unable to move at all—it was Ryan Bennett’s force wall!

“Splatter!”

At the moment the manure landed, Ryan Bennett withdrew the force wall. Scott Thompson, the level-two martial artist, stood there dumbfounded, not even managing to dodge!

In an instant, Scott Thompson was furious. Grabbing a butcher’s knife, he lunged forward, roaring, “Brian Bennett, you’re courting death!”

Ryan Bennett showed a hint of a smile, raised his hand and shouted, “Force wall!”

“Buzz!”

A thick wall of force condensed. Scott Thompson crashed into it like a moth to a flame, was sent flying with blood spurting from his mouth, and landed in a miserable heap.

Michael Bolton was shocked—he never expected that the kid who was about his equal last night could now seriously injure a level-two expert in a single move!

In fact, Ryan Bennett himself hadn’t expected it either. Circulating his true energy, he found the Fire God power in his body surging fiercely—this level of cultivation would take an ordinary person at least ten years to achieve.

The other two, David Bolton and Noah Foster, were stunned.

“Splash!”

Ryan Bennett gave the order again, and with two more ladles of manure, the two were also drenched in stench.

Michael Bolton laughed, “Ziyu, you’re something else!”

Ryan Bennett chuckled, “In my hometown, the best way to get revenge is to carry a bucket of manure through the streets and splash it on whoever you don’t like!”

“Haha, that’s truly satisfying!”

Michael Bolton leapt forward like a tiger, throwing three powerful punches!

“Xingtian’s Three Rages!”

With a fierce wind, David Bolton was knocked to the ground, his chest armor shattered to pieces!