One person: He secluded himself for eighty years and cured Tian Jinzhong.

Chapter 56 Ultimatum: Little Ma, You're Out of Options

"Snap—!"

The sound wasn't loud, but it was particularly jarring in the noisy square.

The red Qi net extending from Ma Xianhong's prized magical artifact, the "Six Harmonies Pearl."

Under Su Wuxian's kick, it snapped instantly like a cheap ball of yarn, turning into specks of red light and dissipating into the air.

The villagers, who had been trapped, felt their restraints lighten.

"Oh my god! Run!"

The woman with high blood pressure reacted the fastest.

She grabbed the basket, pulled her husband along, and dashed out of the square with the speed of someone grabbing eggs at the supermarket.

"The cult leader has gone mad! He's going to kill someone!"

"Grandpa Su, help me!"

Dozens of villagers scattered like birds and beasts, disappearing in the blink of an eye, leaving behind only a mess of shoes and farm tools.

In the center of the square.

Only Ma Xianhong remained, standing alone.

He maintained his posture while controlling the magical artifact, looking at the empty square, then at Su Wuxian standing opposite him like a mountain, his face turning from red to white, then from white to green.

"They ran away..."

Ma Xianhong muttered to himself, his voice trembling:

"They've all run away..."

"I gave them magical artifacts, I gave them hope, I promised them a perfect life... and they just ran away?"

"Because what you give them is not what they want."

Su Wuxian withdrew his foot, put his hands in his pockets, and spoke calmly as if stating an objective fact:

"Little Ma, your so-called perfection is too heavy a burden; an ordinary person can't carry it."

"They just want a simple life with basic necessities like food and oil, and you insist on making them cultivate immortality. That's called... making things difficult for them."

"To force someone to do something they can't?"

Ma Xianhong suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at Su Wuxian:

"It's you! It's all your fault!"

"If you hadn't caused trouble, if you hadn't spread rumors, how could they have betrayed me?"

"The cultivation furnace is clearly complete! Once they're inside, they'll understand my good intentions!"

"Stubborn and obstinate."

Su Wuxian shook his head, the trace of pity in his eyes gradually disappearing.

He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the exit of Biyou Village:

"Ma Xianhong, for the sake of your talent, I'll give you one last chance."

"Now, immediately, dismantle the body-refining furnace."

"Take your still-intact scrap metal and leave Biyou Village."

"I want this land. I don't want to see your shadow here again in the future."

This is an ultimatum.

It was also the last bit of dignity that Su Wuxian, as an elder, left for this paranoid man.

"Let me go?"

Ma Xianhong was so angry that he laughed instead; his laughter was shrill and grating.

"This is my village! I built it brick by brick! Why should I be forced to leave with just a word?"

"Su Wuxian! I know you're amazing!!"

"But this is Biyou Village! This is my home turf!"

"You want to destroy my hard work? You'll have to step over my dead body first!"

boom!

With Ma Xianhong's roar, the entire Biyou Village seemed to come alive.

The ground shook, and the sound of countless gears turning filled the air.

"Click click click—"

Countless puppet figures emerged from the surrounding houses, woods, and even underground.

Those were hundreds or even thousands of "Ru Hua" (a character from a Chinese folktale).

Their eyes gleamed red, and they carried all sorts of weapons as they surged toward the square like a tide.

"A human wave tactic?"

Zhang Chulan felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the densely packed puppets:

"Holy crap! Has Old Ma opened an arms factory? How come he has so many?"

"That's right."

Wang Zhenqiu excitedly waved his golden cudgel:

"A boss fight needs some mobs, right? Leave these pieces of junk to us, Master Su, you can rest!"

"Let's do it!"

With a command from the clarinet.

Temporary workers, all mobilized!

Black Pipe took the lead and smashed Ruhua's head with a single punch, showcasing the beauty of violence to the fullest.

Although Xiao Zizai had lost interest in killing, dismantling machinery was a form of venting, and his compassionate hands slapped the machine loudly.

Old Meng controlled the microorganisms in the air, attempting to corrode the joints of the puppets.

"The clapper of the chaotic gong!"

Wang Ye stood on a high place, his feet on the Bagua (Eight Trigrams) symbol, his fingers making a series of gestures.

Although the Chaotic Golden Tuo couldn't hold back so many puppets, he used Tai Chi Force to create a huge force field, repelling all the puppets rushing towards Su Wuxian.

"Master Su, the road has been cleared for you!" Wang Ye shouted.

"Young Wang is sensible! But I, Master Su, don't need a junior to clear the way for me."

With his hands behind his back, Su Wuxian strolled leisurely across the battlefield.

He was surrounded by fierce fighting, but within three meters of him, there was a vacuum.

Any woman who tried to get close to him was shattered into pieces by an invisible force of energy before she could even touch the hem of his clothes.

He walked step by step until he reached Ma Xianhong.

"Is that all you've got?"

Su Wuxian looked at Ma Xianhong, his tone slightly disappointed:

"If that's the case, then you've failed miserably as the leader of this cult."

"Shut up!!"

Ma Xianhong's mentality collapsed.

His puppet army, which he was so proud of, was utterly helpless against these temporary workers.

Especially Su Wuxian, that contemptuous look in his eyes, it was more painful than killing him.

"Magic artifact! Appear!"

Ma Xianhong will no longer be retained.

All the accessories on his body activated instantly.

Crying and screaming in vain!

A magical artifact shaped like a lion's head flew out, emitting a piercing sonic attack, attempting to shatter Su Wuxian's eardrums.

Devouring Beast!

A black sphere flew into the air, opened its huge mouth, and frantically devoured the surrounding Qi.

Six-in-One Beads!

The six beads formed a light screen, tightly protecting Ma Xianhong in the center.

"That's interesting."

Faced with this overwhelming attack of magical artifacts, Su Wuxian finally raised his hand.

"Sound waves?"

Su Wuxian opened his mouth and gently blew a breath into the "empty cry".

The Six Treasuries Immortal Thief: Reversal of Qi Flow.

"Buzz—Bang!"

The sound waves emitted by the empty cry were forcibly choked back, the internal core trembled, and it exploded into a firework in the air.

"Sucking energy?"

Su Wuxian looked at the Devouring Beast and smiled:

"Trying to devour me, the ancestor? You're still too green."

He reached out and grabbed at the Devouring Beast in mid-air.

The Six Treasures Immortal Thief - A Feast for the Senses!

A suction force a hundred times more terrifying than the Devouring Beast erupted from Su Wuxian's palm!

The Devouring Beast, which was absorbing Qi, suddenly let out a mechanical sound that resembled a mournful cry.

It then flew uncontrollably toward Su Wuxian, who grabbed it in his hand.

"Click."

Crush it flat and throw it away.

In the blink of an eye, half of the top-tier magical artifacts on Ma Xianhong's body were ruined.

"Is there anything else?"

Su Wuxian stood outside the light barrier and tapped the tortoise shell:

"Little Pony, is this all your ingenuity can produce... a toy?"

Ma Xianhong hid inside the Six Harmony Pearl's defenses, cold sweat pouring down his face.

too strong!

This is not even a battle on the same level!

No matter what magical artifact he uses, the opponent can always break it with the simplest and most violent means!

"You forced me to do this..."

A resolute glint flashed in Ma Xianhong's eyes.

He reached into his robes and pulled out a red core, which was a cultivation furnace core controller that Su Wuxian had casually made up for him when he first came to the village, and which he had then added restrictions to himself.

"Since you want to destroy Biyou Village..."

"Then let's all die together!!"

Ma Xianhong suddenly crushed the controller!

"Boom!!"

The earth trembled violently.

A beam of red light suddenly shot into the sky from the direction of the Uchimura Shushindo (Nei-cun Cultivation Hall).

The enormous cultivation furnace broke through the top, disintegrated in mid-air, and then reassembled.

Countless parts, magical artifacts, and even the destroyed remains of Ruhua were converging on Ma Xianhong.

Just like Iron Man wearing armor, it covered his body layer by layer.

In just a few breaths.

A five-meter-tall "mechanical giant," radiating a terrifying red light and constructed from countless magical artifacts, stood in the center of the square.

This is Ma Xianhong's last trump card - Body Refinement Furnace - Battle Body Mode (Gundam Bushi).

"Holy crap, even Gundam is here???"

Zhang Chulan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"Su Wuxian!!"

The colossal mechanical giant roared deafeningly, and a massive metal fist, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, slammed down towards Su Wuxian:

"Go to hell!!"

Facing this punch that pressed down like a mountain.

Su Wuxian did not dodge.

He looked up at the huge lump of iron, and instead of being afraid, he revealed a smile of... excitement at seeing a new toy.

"Oh? Piloting a Gundam?"

"This is getting interesting."

Su Wuxian stretched his wrists and called out to Zhang Zhiwei, who was watching the show behind him:

"Senior brother! Warm up my tea!"

"I'll come back for tea after I take this big toy apart!"

The words fell.

Su Wuxian rose up from the ground, his body radiating golden light that shone throughout the entire area.

Instead of retreating, they advanced, facing that enormous iron fist head-on...

They rushed forward!

"Thunder Magic - Three Thousand Thunderclaps!"

(You all think your Grandpa Su can't use lightning magic, right? Haters, just you wait and see!)