Although there were many people here, it was easy to distinguish between the core members and the peripheral members of the Gang.
Like the Qingfeng Sect, they also differentiated by clothing; the fierce core members wore black, while the rest wore various things.
Moreover, those people were all gathered around the Gang Leader, and two were guarding the entrance.
It seemed they had no intention of letting them leave.
However, this made things convenient for An Chen and the other two.
"I'll take on this guy who can contend with our Sect Leader; you two handle the rest!" Chen Sheng roared, pulling out a Flying Sword Talisman.
The Flying Sword transformed into a golden light and shot out, heading straight for the Flying Sword controlled by the Gang Leader.
The next instant, the two golden lights collided, and one shattered into countless dust particles.
Chen Sheng's Flying Sword turned and directly struck the Gang Leader, who was wearing a feather fan and silk scarf.
"Damn it, it's the Qingfeng Sect!" The Gang Leader immediately broke his concentration, turned, and ran, his hat falling off.
His subordinates around him panicked even more, but at this moment, no one cared about their boss; instead, they scattered and fled.
Because Jiang Cheng and An Chen had already charged in.
Jiang Cheng, holding a long sword, plunged into the crowd on the Gang Leader's left, and with a few slashes, blood splattered everywhere, while An Chen rushed into the crowd on the right with his bare hands.
His speed and strength already far exceeded these Mortals, and with his excellent body control and basic footwork, he didn't need a blade to knock out and stun a person with a few punches.
In fact, with just his strength, he could probably shatter a person's sternum with one punch, perhaps even killing them directly.
But he still tried to only stun them.
The battle began in an instant and ended just as quickly.
Chen Sheng had captured the Gang Leader who was trying to escape, while on Jiang Cheng's side, there were bodies everywhere, though a few were still alive.
The Gang Leader and the few survivors continuously kowtowed and begged for mercy, but Jiang Cheng and Chen Sheng ignored them.
On An Chen's side, people also lay on the ground, but they were as quiet as if they had entered a deep sleep, making no sound at all.
"Senior Brother... did you kill them?" An Chen asked, looking at the scene on Jiang Cheng's side with surprise.
Jiang Cheng was about to answer, but seeing An Chen's surprised expression, he suddenly showed an "I understand" look.
"You haven't killed anyone, have you?"
"No..." An Chen lived in a society governed by law; he had never done anything like killing.
Even in an ordinary family in Kyushu, killing shouldn't be a common occurrence, should it?
"Don't worry, every Cultivator must pass this hurdle.
You killed those who were guilty.
This one, you kill him."
He stepped aside, pointing his long sword at a core member of the Gang behind him.
This man had a fleshy face and a scar from a knife wound on his forehead, looking very fierce, but at this moment, he was sobbing and begging for mercy on the ground, snot and tears running down his face.
"Aren't there laws within the city? Shouldn't such matters be handed over to the City Lord's Mansion?" An Chen had learned beforehand that every city had its own laws, though most cities' laws were similar and almost universally applicable.
"We are the law," Jiang Cheng shook his head.
"This is Qingfeng City, our Qingfeng Sect's territory, and these people have committed evil deeds and caused chaos in Qingfeng City.
Which of these people doesn't have a human life on their hands, or isn't an accomplice to murder? They deserve to die."
However, laws are meant to maintain order, not just simple 'an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.' Killing should be paid with life, but it should also go through investigation.
If they are accomplices, the punishment should be slightly reduced; at least, it shouldn't be a death sentence.
This was An Chen's thought, but he didn't voice it.
Because An Chen suddenly understood something.
This world operates on the law of the jungle; strength is capital.
As long as one is strong enough, whatever they say is right, and whatever they do is correct.
Jiang Cheng's calm statement, which contradicted his understanding, wasn't due to psychological distortion or any other reason.
It was because this was Kyushu, an extremely dangerous Kyushu.
This was not the Earth where he had lived.
Su Xiaojiu, who was his age or even a little younger, had probably killed people long ago; at least, according to her, she had killed some mountain bandits before her Transmigration to Earth.
This world's education for them was like this, so it was reasonable for Jiang Cheng to think this way.
But, is it always right just because it has always been this way?
An Chen said nothing, only staring quietly at the Gang member who was continuously begging for mercy on the ground, while Jiang Cheng's sword beside him continued to drip blood.
"Don't pity him.
Kill him." Jiang Cheng's tone suddenly changed, from a kind and amiable Senior Brother to a strict teacher.
An Chen didn't move.
"He begs for your mercy because you are stronger than him.
If he doesn't beg, he will die, but if you let him go, in a few days he will become a bandit again, breaking into an innocent family's home, plundering their finances, killing the owner, and raping the women.
Your softheartedness will only lead to more severe consequences."
But An Chen still didn't move.
Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, then exhaled.
He grabbed An Chen's collar and said, "Listen, this is the Cultivation World, not the Mortal world you lived in before.
I told you that Immortals and Mortals are on different paths.
Being softhearted will never lead to achieving the Great Dao.
The Cultivation World is cruel; if you don't kill others, others will kill you!
Your future death, or his death, you choose."
Jiang Cheng released An Chen, stepped back two paces, and quietly watched An Chen.
His eyes were fixed on An Chen, making An Chen even want to look away.
"You are a Genius, destined to take over the Qingfeng Sect in the future, to make the Qingfeng Sect grow stronger, and to create... to create glory! Don't let me look down on you!" Chen Sheng also walked over, uttering this sentence expressionlessly.
Jiang Cheng presented his sword before An Chen, waiting for him to make a choice.
"I'll kill him." An Chen picked up his long sword, and with a swift movement, the person who was begging for mercy slumped to the side, the wound on his side neck severing the carotid artery.
This person would not live.
"Congratulations, the most important lesson after entering the Cultivation World is over.
The Grand Elder and the others won't teach you this class, but Senior Brother helped you learn it today."
Jiang Cheng clapped his hands and suddenly smiled.
Chen Sheng also smiled.
They both walked to An Chen's side, smiling and patting his shoulder.
"You might feel disgusted or very uncomfortable, but it's okay, we've all been through it.
This is a hurdle that almost all Cultivator need to overcome."
Jiang Cheng took back his long sword and patted his back again.
Watching the blood almost gush from the neck, An Chen felt his stomach churn.
He just watched a life fade away before his eyes, and the one who ended that life was himself.
I killed someone... I killed someone... This sentence echoed in An Chen's mind.
