*Anything else to say before you get your ass kicked?*

"Would the big frog in a small well care to apologize for its actions?"

Fang Hu was slightly confused, what he tried to say had a slightly different meaning than what he intended. Fang Hu didn't particularly care if he was apologetic, it was just courteous to ask that before you knock someone out. It did however, and even he was getting tired of thinking of things this way, get his intent across just fine. While Fang Hu was distracted with his inner thoughts, the trash mob that Hu had blocked was busy sprouting some nonsense, almost lackadaisically, Fang Hu punched the lights out of the little shit.

'Hmm, guess I shouldn't call them little shits, huh. Some of them might be older than me now.'

While the other cultivators were speechless, Fang Hu idly scanned the assorted group.

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Jiang Kang

17 yrs old

Roots: Fire 7.00%

Cultivation: Qi Gathering 2/13 1.03% Trash

Body Cultivation: Qi Gathering 0/13

Techniques: Basic Fire Gathering Cultivation

Powers: N/A

Background: Young master of the Heavenly Fan Sect, a sect that suppresses several villages on the edge of the Wei Dynasty, then use the funds gathered to cultivate their disciples.

Potential: Low-Low

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'Shit, they are older than me, and it looks like they aren't gonna let this go if the guy I hit was some young master.'

"What did you d-oo to 'ashter Jiang!?"

"You bastard, l-let's get him booyyys~ hic."

While Fang Hu was planning on incapacitating all five of the young cultivators and telling the old man to skip town if he knew what was best for him, his plan was suddenly put on a 180 when our hero scanned the old man.

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Jiahao

67 yrs old

Roots: Non-elemental 16.90%

Cultivation: Qi Gathering 0/13

Body Cultivation: Qi Gathering 0/13

Techniques: N/A

Powers: Hardy

Background: A peasant mortal that has never had any family. Some may consider his life a lonely one, but they'd have been wrong. Jiahao's life had been a hard, but enjoyable experience until his close friend left him some years ago. Would be a good talent if he ever had the chance to cultivate.

Potential: Mid-Mid

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Our hero was stunned, this old codger had the same potential score as Long Dong! Long Dong was considered a top talent even if he didn't have a power! What a waste of potential!

'Hmm, he doesn't have any ties to this place either, but before I can do anything with him I'll have to see what that power does.'

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Power: Hardy

He is more hardy than others. Some people might not consider this a power, but as it makes him tougher when hit, immune to most diseases, harder to poison, less prone to cultivation deviations, slower to age, and much, much more, 'some people' would be wrong.

~~~

Fang Hu was even more impressed, this man has talent. If he was given the other three things that matter in a cultivation world our hero was sure Jiahao could make it to foundation establishment. Those three things being, according to Fang Hu's knowledge of cultivation novels, time, resources, knowledge. All the MC's have one or all of those four things.

It was as the 4 idiots were still trying to hype themselves up, Fang Hu decided to recruit Jiahao.

'Heh. I've wanted to try this since I read about it.'

Before the opposition could do anything, our hero released a staggering amount of killing intent. This killing intent was enough to make Long Dong, a top talent among a group of people constantly training for and engaging in life and death battles, reconsider his life choices. The barely cultivators and the mortals stood no chance. Everyone within sight of our hero had bowed to him, including Jiang Kong, who had stayed on the ground more for being drunk than the blow.

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After seeing the little girl and the old man shivering, Fang Hu quickly focused his killing intent on the five cultivators. This made it better for the mortals, but much worse for the cultivators. Now, at this point you might be wondering why this confrontation is so one-sided, but that just shows how little you know about cultivation. At 1st stage qi gathering, you gain the strength of a healthy young man. At 2nd stage you gain the strength of an amateur athlete, and at 3rd stage you gain the strength rivaling the strongest athletes on Earth. When you break through the first bottleneck of 4th stage, every part of your body rivals that of the super humans of Earth. You have strength and speed of world record holders, eyes faster than trained fighter jet pilots, and are more flexible than contortionists, all at once.

If you could follow that wall of text, then you'd know that even if their techniques, potential, and dao pillars where the same, ha not even close, a bunch of high first and low second stage cultivators would not stand a chance against a peak third stage.

So it was with the five twinkle-dicks shaking under the pressure of Fang Hu's killing intent. They were feeling like a mouse staring at a snake's maw.

*I'm feeling generous, I won't kill you.*

"Bless your ancestors for the luck they've brought you, for you have angered an opponent that won't kill you."

The young master type tried to say something, but was silenced by a wave of a hand.

*You'll have two options, I take your manhood and cultivation, or you swear an oath by the heavenly dao.*

"Fate has given you two options, forsake your manhood and strength, or swear by the heavenly dao itself that you will not make a mention of the incident that has happened today, myself, this farmer, or take vengeance on this village."

It may have sounded like Fang Hu was bluffing, but he wasn't. He wouldn't do something as crass as cripple someone or hurt a man's private parts, but he doesn't need to. All it takes is a little manipulation of a man's dantian, and he will never be able to cultivate again. Likewise, it is easy to make a man suffer from E.D. with a little inner qi manipulation.

Jiang Kang spoke for his people.

"Please, w-we'll do anything. Just don't hurt us."

It may seem like Fang Hu was doing a cruel thing, but Kang was already plotting to make his father make this strange cultivator pay, and Fang Hu could tell. Instead of becoming angry, Fang Hu just smiled. He had watched a lot of lawyer shows with his parents, and it was time he made use of his talent.

*Well then, repeat after me.*

"Follow my words, or we will be forced to follow the first path."

"I, Jiang Kang of the Heavenly Fan Sect, swear by the dao of heaven, that I…"

As much Kang was surprised by Hu knowing his background, he was more surprised by the oath. He had heard of the ritual before, many cultivators used it to hold others responsible for their promises. No, what surprised him was the oath itself, it had over 300 conditions that all enforced what the cultivator wanted from him. There were so many conditions that he'll have trouble remembering them all, let alone circumvent them. It really threw him for a loop when Hu also knew his followers names and made them repeat the oath verbatim.

Now that Fang Hu had dealt with the rabble, he could get what he really wanted, a way to cultivate and move at the same time!