Killing Without Hesitation

Bai Ze ignored the ongoing battle outside, whether it was won or lost, and continued searching Black Tiger's residence.

It overturned all the tables, chairs, and decorations, looking for any hidden mechanisms.

The room was already in disarray, but still, nothing was found.

Just as Bai Ze was about to search again, it suddenly heard movement outside, as if someone had just entered.

With a leap, it jumped out the window and hid in the corner of the outer wall.

Peeking inside cautiously, it surprisingly saw the young gang leader, Black Wind.

He was covered in blood, making it impossible to tell if it was his own or someone else's.

Upon seeing the mess inside the room, his eyes grew serious as he spoke, "How is this possible? Did someone come here and search just now?"

"Damn it, it must be people from Wolong Valley. They claim to be helping us, but secretly they're taking the opportunity to look for the Innate Cultivation Method."

"No, I can't stay here any longer. My father is already dead, and no matter the outcome outside, they won't let me go."

Black Wind clearly thought for a moment and believed he understood everything.

After all, his father, Black Tiger, was now dead, and he still held the Innate Cultivation Method. Whether he handed it over or not, death was inevitable.

Therefore, there was only one option: to leave Changqing County quickly and not return until he had absolute strength.

Hearing this from outside the window, Bai Ze's heart trembled.

It hadn't expected that even with Pang Feilong's help, the Old Gang Leader Black Tiger couldn't escape death.

As for the reason for this outcome, that was not something it needed to consider now.

Black Wind glanced around the room and then went to Black Tiger's bed, prostrating himself.

Though Bai Ze couldn't see what mechanism he activated, the stone wall next to the bed suddenly opened.

Seeing this, Bai Ze sighed inwardly, no wonder it couldn't find the secret room's mechanism; it was under the bed.

"Whoosh!"

"Who!"

Just as Bai Ze saw the secret room and leaped in with its long sword, Black Wind also sensed its presence.

But as it turned its head, it felt a sharp pain in its neck, its body losing all strength. It knelt on the ground, blood continuously flowing from its mouth.

Pointing at Bai Ze, its eyes were filled with disbelief and unwillingness, never expecting it to be Bai Ze.

But it was too late; Black Wind had no strength to turn things around. Its life force rapidly dissipated, and it fell into a pool of blood.

Bai Ze looked at it expressionlessly, then without any delay, entered the secret room.

As it stepped inside, a dazzling light struck Bai Ze's eyes.

Inside the secret room, large amounts of gold and silver were piled into small mountains, along with various precious antiques and scrolls.

Seeing this, Bai Ze's expression remained unchanged. Completely disregarding the immense wealth, it quickly began searching through the nearby chests.

After more than a minute, It found over twenty martial skill books and a large amount of silver notes in one of the chests.

Bai Ze glanced at them briefly and muttered, "Something's not right. Could it be that the Innate Cultivation Method isn't here? Or perhaps Black Tiger always carried it on him?"

"But that shouldn't be. If he carried it on him, what if Pang Feilong suddenly made a move to snatch it?"

"But if it's not here, then it must have been hidden."

Thinking this, Bai Ze couldn't bother with anything else and began searching the secret room again.

With a forceful push, it sent a nearby chest flying, scattering gold and silver everywhere, but still found nothing.

Since that was the case, it could only say that the Innate Cultivation Method was not fated to be with it.

After all, someone could enter at any moment, and Bai Ze dared not delay. It picked up a nearby chest and prepared to leave.

But after taking a few steps, it inadvertently noticed a painting of "Black Tiger Descending the Mountain" above the secret room door.

Seeing this, Bai Ze's face broke into a smile. It leaped up and directly took the painting down.

As expected, behind the painting, a small chest was hidden. Upon opening it, it found a book, the Three Yang Qi Refining Art.

Bai Ze was instantly overjoyed. Without looking further, it tucked the book into its robes and quickly walked out.

As soon as it exited the secret room, it forcefully slammed the door shut with its left hand.

Just as it was about to leave, it saw from the window that quite a few black-clothed figures were rushing in.

Bai Ze didn't linger and quickly escaped with a few leaps.

Less than two minutes after it left, Pang Feilong arrived with his men and stormed in.

Seeing the mess all over the room and Black Wind's corpse in a pool of blood, he could only roar in impotent rage.

After Bai Ze emerged, it leaped onto the eaves on the side of the main hall and watched the scene unfolding below.

The ground was littered with corpses. The Black Panther and Scarred Leopard brothers were already dead, killed by unknown assailants, their heads half-severed.

If not for their familiarity, Bai Ze would have had a hard time recognizing them.

However, after this great battle, the Black Tiger Gang has likely ceased to exist.

Besides that, at this moment, only two groups remained in the courtyard: one led by Song Kai, the Ten Thousand Blades Sect, and the other led by Qin Ming, the yamen runners.

But comparatively, the Ten Thousand Blades Sect had significantly more people.

Below, not far away, Song Kai, ignoring his injuries, looked at Qin Ming with cold eyes and said, "I truly didn't expect this. You've actually broken through to the Blood Changing Realm."

"But judging by your appearance, you probably just broke through recently. You must know that the Blood Changing Realm is not all the same. I'll give you a chance to abandon the darkness and turn to the light."

"After all, that dog of a County Magistrate isn't even a martial artist. Why are you still working for him?"

"As long as you kill him and take his place, Changqing County will be ours."

Clearly, Song Kai wasn't genuinely offering a way out at this moment; he was stalling for time.

He was waiting for his son, Song Nanjun, to bring the County Magistrate's head. Once that happened, regardless of Qin Ming's choice, the yamen runners behind him certainly wouldn't fight for a dead man anymore.

But he didn't know that while Qin Ming could wait for the County Magistrate, he definitely wouldn't be able to wait for his son.

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming scoffed inwardly but remained outwardly unfazed. He, too, was stalling for time, waiting for the County Magistrate.

After all, he had only exchanged a few blows with Song Kai earlier, but he already knew he wasn't a match for him.

However, once the County Magistrate arrived, he would surely kill Song Kai in a confrontation.

He looked at Song Kai expressionlessly and said with a cold laugh, "Heh, do you even believe what you're saying? I'd just be a thorn in your side then, wouldn't I?"

"And to split Changqing County? You'd probably want to kill me as quickly as possible!"