Chapter 393

Chapter 393: Clearing Out the Gangs

Seeing the four showing such disrespect toward Fang Lie, the Eight Immortals serving under him instantly grew furious.

Mr. Suan Mei barked, "You insolent fools! Who permitted you to act this way?"

Though the Seven Dragon True Immortals remained silent, their furious glares promised violent action at the slightest provocation.

The four gang leaders remained unfazed by the pressure from the Eight Immortals. They sneered mockingly:

"Shouldn’t Wind Tribulation Immortals like us deserve seats before some Qi Sea junior?"

"When meeting seniors, this brat doesn’t even stand up! If he were my descendant, I’d have slapped him already!"

"Remember – even mighty dragons don’t crush local snakes. Iron-Walled Jin City bears your name, but we control it!"

"Without our permission, you’ll never get iron ore. Mo Sect will reclaim this city soon. Better show respect!"

The final speaker – a red-faced Middle-aged Human Immortal – succinctly revealed their trump card: complete control over iron ore supplies. This leverage made them dare provoke Fang Lie despite his fearsome reputation.

Fang Lie smiled and gestured for his subordinates to stand down. "You misunderstand the proverb. The dragon avoids snakes not from fear, but to skip trouble. But if snakes mistake restraint for weakness…" His voice hardened. "…they sign their death warrants."

The four leaders scowled darkly.

"Moreover," Fang Lie continued coldly, "These seats are for humans. Local snakes and mongrels only crawl here." He waved his hand, activating the city’s Formation.

Their chairs vanished. Mountainous force crushed the gang leaders face-first into the floor. Three smashed their lips bloody against stone tiles. These proud Wind Tribulation Immortals – core Higher-ups commanding life and death, respected even by the City Lord – now groveled like beaten hounds.

"Fang Lie! You go too far!"

"Do you know who backs me? Harm me and you die!"

"Release me! You’ll never get iron ore again!"

"Fool! My father will destroy you!"

The last threat caught Fang Lie’s attention. "Old dog, who’s this mutt father? Some Semi-Immortal?"

"Not Semi-Immortal – a Thunder Tribulation Immortal! Dare you challenge him?"

Fang Lie snorted. "Only Thunder Tribulation? How pathetic."

"You madman! A Qi Sea cultivator mocks Thunder Tribulation Immortals?"

Mr. Suan Mei chuckled. "My master killed the illegitimate son of Great Thunder Sound Temple’s Master Tianlong – a Semi-Immortal superpower. You vermin think you matter?"

"Impossible!" they gasped.

Wanxing Sea lay half a year’s voyage from Iron-Walled Jin City by Earth’s Magnetic Force Warship. News traveled slowly across continents.

Of course, this was also related to the Bai family’s deliberate secrecy. Had they disclosed all information about Fang Lie to these four, even with lion-like courage, they wouldn’t have dared act so insolently before him.

But the Bai family clearly harbored no good intentions. They deceived the four, portraying Fang Lie as a worthless wastrel who relied solely on his accidentally obtained Benevolence Token to wantonly offend others.

None of the four belonged to the Mo Sect. Even if they offended Fang Lie, they wouldn’t face punishment under Mo Sect Rules. With powerful backers and no fear of Fang Lie’s limited strength, they’d acted so boldly.

They believed Fang Lie wouldn’t dare challenge them with Thunder Tribulation Immortals backing them.

Yet they never imagined Fang Lie was the type to pierce the heavens themselves. Not just Thunder Tribulation Immortals – even Semi-Immortals or supreme sects couldn’t deter his defiance!

After hearing Fang Lie’s story and witnessing his ruthless methods, how could they not realize they’d kicked an iron plate?

They suddenly understood they’d been tricked by the Bai family. This was no pampered fool, but the King of Hell himself!

As seasoned gang leaders, they knew better than to fight losing battles. Seeing the tide turn, they collectively begged for mercy.

"Young Master Fang Lie, we wronged you! But we were acting under the Bai family’s orders!"

"Exactly! The Bai family said you were a spoiled brat throwing weight around Mo Sect with your Benevolence Token. They told us to harass you, claiming you wouldn’t dare retaliate!"

"We were misled!"

"Please show mercy!"

Watching their groveling, both the Seven Dragon True Immortals and Mr. Suan Mei sneered contemptuously, though secretly impressed by Fang Lie’s methods.

Truthfully, the Eight Immortals combined with the protective array could easily crush the Four Great Gangs. But fearing repercussions from their powerful backers, they’d hesitated until Fang Lie’s arrival.

"Hmph!" Fang Lie snorted. "Your lives mean nothing. Mercy depends on your cooperation!"

"What are your commands, Young Master?" one dared ask.

"From this moment, no gangs exist in Iron-Walled Jin City. Scram immediately – leave everything behind!" Fang Lie narrowed his eyes.

"What?" they gasped.

"Our years of work!"

"I refuse!"

"My backers won’t accept this!"

"Please reconsider!"

"Enough whining!" Fang Lie roared. "Hard work? Bullshit! Which of you ever braved the Magma Lake? You leeched off low-level Cultivators, stealing ninety percent of their earnings! Every spirit stone came from colluding with the Bai family to embezzle Mo Sect’s resources! Deny it!"

The four deflated. Fang Lie spoke truth – none had collected iron ore themselves, yet grew rich exploiting others. They were bloodsuckers draining the city’s wealth.

Under Bai family’s divided rule, such parasites thrived. But as sole ruler now, Fang Lie would tolerate no tumors.

"OUT!" Fang Lie slashed his hand.

Mysterious power ripped away their Sumeru Bags, hurling them through the air. When they regained senses, they found themselves in wilderness beyond the magnificent and dazzling Iron-Walled Jin City.

"I won’t accept this!" one raged. "Let’s regroup and attack!"

"Suicide! He controls the protective array!"

"His Earth’s Magnetic Force Warship and Seventh-Rank Treasure Ship with eighth-rank puppet? We can’t win!"

"Return to our masters – they’re the real losers here!"

With that, the four scattered like startled rats.