Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 978 - 511:

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Sakura Village is a city of samurai.

Sakura can be found everywhere in Fusang, but only here is it called "Sakura Village."

In fact, Sakura Village was originally unremarkable until two hundred years ago when the Fusang Swordmaster retired here, praised the cherry blossoms for reminding him of his first love and hometown, and thus Sakura Village became famous in Fusang.

Later on, more and more samurai chose to retire here, and with the emergence of many experts, the city grew increasingly prosperous.

Ultimately, the limitations of a place are determined by its inhabitants.

It's said that at Sakura Village's peak, the one selling vegetables at the village entrance was the God of Tachi, the one selling handmade beef balls at the back was the King of Strength, and the one who used to slaughter pigs in the village was the God of Killing...

What seemed like ordinary squabbles could escalate into duels between top experts.

Primarily, both parties believed they were a wolf in sheep's clothing, confident in defeating the opponent, only to realize their opponent's prowess once they made their move.

Because of this, the experts who lived here increasingly felt the pressure to compete, diminishing the enjoyment of feigning weakness, prompting some to move away.

But this is indeed a city of samurai, the retreat of the previous generation of Fusang Swordmaster, so Sakura Village still holds a high status in the Fusang Martial World.

At least several floors high.

Due to the abundance of martial artists, the activities here are rather extreme.

Things like killing someone for no reason, selling someone, dealing drugs, sleeping with someone else's wife, searching for martial arts manuals in the black market, and occasionally joining a sect, acknowledging a godfather, and then betraying the sect and stabbing the godfather are all commonplace.

Thus, it also has another name – "Village of Sin."

Ordinary people simply can't survive here.

Or rather, there aren't any ordinary folks here at all.

Because the original locals either escaped or were killed, and the newcomers are all outsiders.

As martial artists, those not doing well like to band together, while those who succeed naturally have many underlings.

Yes, there are only warriors and others here.

Those who aren't warriors are no different from livestock.

But once those perceived as livestock have the chance to learn martial arts, they would then harshly oppress and torture their former peers.

Somewhat like a wife who becomes a mother-in-law and treats her daughter-in-law harshly.

This day, the teahouse in Sakura Village is still bustling with people.

In truth, the so-called hidden masters aren't suited to be too secluded.

The reason so many masters choose to retire in Sakura Village is that it's prosperous enough and treats the weak more like livestock.

Here, you can immediately indulge in food, drink, prostitution, and gambling, and if you crave something, you can have the weak deliver it. Not only do they not receive any reward, but if they're late, they'll be punished. Even if a brothel girl is called to serve and she's late, she'll also face consequences.

For ordinary people, this is simply inhumane; calling them consumables isn't an exaggeration, yet people still flock here.

For no other reason than everyone here seeks an opportunity.

An opportunity to rise to fame.

With numerous masters in Sakura Village, even being a dog here amplifies your chances to learn martial arts compared to outside.

Within Sakura Village, teahouses are lively places because even reclusive masters enjoy listening to the hustle and bustle.

Especially when it involves themselves.

For instance, even if a master has gone into seclusion, they can still occasionally hear rumors about themselves bringing a cheerful feeling inside.

Some masters, having been hidden away for too long, notice their fame dwindling and then step out to perform a few major feats to boost their reputation. Days later, upon hearing their name in teahouses again, they feel instantly gratified.

At this moment, the teahouse in Sakura Village is naturally abuzz with conversations about the Martial World.

And recently, the biggest story in the Martial World is the arrival of Old Demon Duan from Jiu Zhou.

This person is impervious to influence, kills whoever he wishes, burns mountains at a whim, and no one seems able to stop him.

After all, the person who previously attempted to stop him was God Jue, a pillar of Fusang Martial World, and even this pillar was toppled, so who can stand against him?

Can they withstand him?

The first thought that comes to mind is Master Sword Saint from Sakura Village, but unfortunately, when Master Sword Saint chose to retire, he was already an old man. Now, two hundred years have passed; even if his martial arts level was miraculous, he's likely dead, with no known successor.

The group in the teahouse grows increasingly animated.

After all, most here are martial artists, so this teahouse isn't lacking in many experts.

Mentioning the malevolent deeds of Old Demon from Jiu Zhou, the group becomes enraged.

"Only picking soft targets, let's see him try here with us!"

"Exactly, he's targeting some nobodies and burning wild mountains. Does he dare to try in our Sakura Village!"

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At this point, the Fusang people present all puffed out their proud chests.

Fusang's Sakura Village, after all, is akin to the Evil People Valley in Jiu Zhou and Heavenly People City; with a gathering of experts, it can be considered a forbidden area of martial arts.

No matter how grandmaster or top expert one is, unfamiliarity here can lead to accidents.

After all, even a fierce tiger fears a pack of wolves; if a bunch of experts are sizing you up, it's enough to make you sweat.

This is why the group in the teahouse is so indignant and fearless.

If they go out looking for trouble with Old Demon Duan from Jiu Zhou, they might mess up, but if Old Demon Duan dares to come to Sakura Village, he's practically walking into his death!

Just then, a young man suddenly leapt up in the teahouse.

He jumped onto a beam, looking down at the crowd.

"You rabble, I've given you too much face!"

The young man, handsome and full of presence, spoke flawless Jiu Zhou dialect.

But the people here quickly understood him because almost simultaneously, a pleasant female voice was synchronously "translating."