Chapter 102: I Am Merely a Stranger Upholding Justice!

Before the city.

Wang Ran descended and landed on the ground. He looked up at the magnificent and grand city, a hint of interest flickering in his eyes.

This city rose from the earth like an ancient beast proudly towering amid the vast wilderness. The city walls were imposing—hundreds of meters high and tens of meters thick—with shadows of people faintly visible atop them.

Inside the city, numerous buildings stood tall. From outside the gates, Wang Ran could see towering pavilions and halls soaring like iron towers into the clouds. Cultivators flitted through the air, and massive beasts pulled carts, freely weaving through the clouds.

The scene was so splendid and bustling that it easily ranked first among all the cities Wang Ran had encountered so far; even Luoyun City paled in comparison. It was clear this city was a renowned treasure land of Yunzou, far from an obscure backwater.

Glancing up at the massive plaque above the city gate, Wang Ran’s eyes shimmered with a strange light.

“Dongji City?” he murmured, suddenly struck by a thought. “Could it be that I have arrived in the Eastern Extreme Domain?”

The vast Yunzou land was divided into four great regions: east, south, west, and north. Apart from the previously known Beize, there was also the Eastern Extreme.

Legend held that the Eastern Extreme was filled with countless blessed lands and fairy caves, where many cultivators found opportunities that propelled them to great heights overnight, making the region famous and far more prosperous than the others.

Dongji City was the largest city within the Eastern Extreme, home to hundreds of thousands of cultivators. It was perpetually bustling and incredibly strong.

At this moment, Wang Ran smiled slightly, gathered his thoughts, and followed the crowd into the city.

Stepping onto the bluestone pavement and observing the lively shops and taverns around him, he felt increasingly that this city was indeed impressive.

With nothing pressing to do, he decided to stroll through the city. After enjoying himself, he could leave through the city’s teleportation array and return straight to Luoyun City.

Since the Ten-Thousand Mountains where Luoyun City was located belonged to the territory of the Sole Me Sect, once there, Wang Ran would be completely fearless, no longer worried about pursuit from the Hongyuan Sect or Beize Sect.

But before that, he wanted to fully enjoy Dongji City. After all, such a magnificent city might never present itself again.

Primarily, Wang Ran wanted to accumulate some enlightenment points and see if there was any chance to show off a bit. Since he was leaving soon anyway, he wasn’t afraid of offending anyone.

Whistling lightly, he began to leisurely wander. Just as he was getting into the mood, he noticed a crowd gathered not far away, laughing mockingly.

Wang Ran approached to see what was happening. In the center stood an angry-looking youth, dressed in splendid brocade robes but now embarrassed and glaring red-eyed at another young noble.

“Tsk tsk, Yao Xiaofeng, what’s with that look? Do you still think you’re the young master of the Yao family?” the noble smirked, taunting the youth.

The onlookers pitied the youth, their eyes filled with sympathy.

“Never thought the once invincible Yao family in Dongji City would fall to such a state.”

“Sigh, the Yao family is finished. After the patriarch Yao Nansheng’s death, the family lost its backbone and is no longer among the two great clans of the East Extreme.”

“I heard the Lu family is already absorbing the Yao family’s assets, and the Yao family is not resisting at all—completely at their mercy.”

“I remember the Yao family’s eldest daughter is a disciple of the Sole Me Sect with a very high status. Normally, even without the patriarch, the Yao family shouldn’t fall so low.”

“The great sects don’t meddle in family disputes; that’s the rule. Besides, haven’t you heard? Even the Yao family’s eldest daughter is to be married off to the Lu family?”

“What? Is that true?”

“Looks like the Yao family is truly finished. Dongji City is probably about to change hands.”

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The crowd buzzed with gossip.

Wang Ran had initially come just to watch the spectacle. Seeing the noble bullying the youth, his interest waned, and he prepared to leave. But the last few words stopped him in his tracks.

Yao family? Eldest daughter? A disciple of the Sole Me Sect?

A female figure immediately appeared in Wang Ran’s mind—graceful, aloof, like a lotus untouched by mud.

Could it be Senior Sister Yao?

Wang Ran’s heart jolted. Since Senior Sister Yao said she was entering seclusion over half a year ago, he hadn’t seen her again, which made him increasingly uneasy.

At that moment, a sudden explosion of spiritual power rang out in the crowd. The Yao youth staggered and fell to the ground while the Lu family noble looked down at him mockingly.

“Heh, Yao Xiaofeng, if you kneel and lick my shoes and apologize now, I might let you off today,” the Lu family noble smiled cruelly, looking at the fallen youth as if at a beggar.

“Never!” the Yao youth retorted fiercely, eyes blazing as if ready to devour his opponent.

The noble shrugged and sneered, “You’re a disobedient dog. Do you still think the Yao family is what it used to be? Let me tell you, the Yao family is just a lapdog under the Lu family now! Remember that!”

Raising his palm, the Lu family noble was about to slap the Yao youth.

The crowd sighed but dared not intervene, stepping back cautiously.

The Yao youth’s face flushed with anger and humiliation. He lowered his head, clenched his teeth, seemingly resigned.

Crack!

Suddenly, a soft laugh sounded, but no sharp crack as expected. All eyes turned to see a young man in white firmly gripping the Lu family noble’s arm.

“Who are you, kid?” the noble was stunned, then frowned and glared at the young man.

The young man’s eyes turned cold. With a sudden force, he squeezed, making cold sweat break out on the noble’s face as he grimaced.

“I’m a stranger who upholds justice by slaying scoundrels like you!” the young man said in a low voice, then struck the noble’s face with a palm that knocked out two front teeth, sending him flying and crashing through several bricks before passing out.

The young man withdrew his hand and stood calmly, as if doing a trivial favor. Turning to the Yao youth, he smiled warmly, “Little brother, don’t be afraid. I do good deeds without leaving my name. Just call me Red Scarf.”

His words left the Yao youth dazed, and the surrounding crowd was stunned, unable to comprehend what had just happened.