A Traitor in the Village, Alone with Blade in Hand into Clear Wind Mountain

At the entrance to Green Mountain Village, all was deathly silent.

Drip, drip...

Blood ran down the tip of the blade in Lin Changqing's hand, falling to the ground like a blooming rose, bewitchingly vivid.

Behind him, over a hundred Mountain Bandits from Clear Wind Mountain lay fallen in pools of blood.

Not one had survived.

Lin Yuntang, Lin Yongfan, and the other villagers of Green Mountain Village were utterly stunned. They swallowed hard without thinking, and when they looked at Lin Changqing, there was an added trace of reverence in their eyes.

Even fear.

It was too terrifying. One man, one blade—within less than five minutes, he had slaughtered his way through more than a hundred Mountain Bandits who had formed a battle formation, leaving none alive.

Such methods were simply appalling!

"My heavens, has Changqing's strength reached such a level?"

Lin Hu swallowed hard, his words coming out unsteadily as he stared straight at Lin Changqing and muttered, "When will I ever be as formidable as Changqing?

No!

Even if I had one-tenth of Changqing's strength, I'd wake up laughing from my dreams..."

"Hu Zi, stop muttering. Hurry and take some men to clean this up. Burn all the corpses, and give any who aren't completely dead another slash."

Lin Changqing shouted at the muttering Lin Hu. "Remember, get it done immediately."

After saying that, blade in hand, he walked toward Xue He, who was sprawled ahead like a dead dog.

After being severely wounded by Lin Changqing earlier, this fellow had instead managed to cling to life.

However!

Lin Changqing had no intention of sparing him.

"Y-you... what are you trying to do..."

In the distance, when Xue He saw Lin Changqing approaching with his blade, he was Shivering with Cold. Ignoring his injuries, he gritted his teeth and tried to climb up from the ground.

Bang...

But the moment he moved, Lin Changqing crossed dozens of meters in two strides and appeared before him. Then he casually planted a foot on Xue He's back, stomping his entire body into the earth.

"Speak. How many people do you still have on Clear Wind Mountain?"

Lin Changqing's icy voice carried no trace of emotion.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Xue He kept coughing up blood, his mouth full of teeth, blood, and dirt, making for a miserable sight. Yet he paid it no mind, instead bursting into a savage laugh. "You want to go to Clear Wind Mountain? You want revenge against my Qingfeng Stockade?

Hahaha, boy, you're arrogant.

Since that's the case, I'll tell you. There are still over three hundred men on Clear Wind Mountain, as well as my elder brother, Xu Maotian, the chief of Qingfeng Stockade—a Fifth Grade expert.

You want revenge? I'm afraid you don't have the strength..."

"Fifth Grade!"

Lin Changqing froze, greatly surprised.

He had never expected a mere Qingfeng Stockade to have a Fifth Grade expert. But when he considered that the Mountain Bandits of Qingfeng Stockade were far from simple and their identities and origins were highly suspicious, Lin Changqing understood.

He immediately continued, "I will naturally go to Clear Wind Mountain. But right now, I'm even more curious—who exactly is standing behind you?

A group of elite veteran soldiers who came down from the battlefield, yet willingly cast everything aside.

Taking to the mountains as outlaws.

Speak... what exactly are you plotting?"

The moment Lin Changqing said this, Xue He finally lost his composure.

He had never expected Lin Changqing to know so much. His already ugly expression darkened further, as gloomy as still water.

"Heh, boy... it seems we all underestimated you. But if you think you can get anything out of my mouth, you're dreaming..."

Xue He sneered.

The moment the word "dreaming" left his mouth, blackish blood began to seep from the corner of his lips.

Then, he completely stopped breathing.

Poison!

This fellow had concealed a deadly poison on him and activated it in an instant, directly taking his own life.

Lin Changqing's expression grew increasingly grim.

He knew that he had likely been dragged into a whirlpool against his will.

Xue He would rather die than reveal who stood behind him. Clearly, they were plotting something far from small.

Had he known this, he should have directly used Spiritual Power to hypnotize him earlier. Then things would not have ended up like this.

He had been careless.

Lin Changqing thought to himself, muttering, "No matter what, I have to make a trip to Clear Wind Mountain.

"Since I've already acted, then I must pull up the weeds by the roots..."

With that thought, Lin Changqing grabbed Xue He's corpse and flung it away, sending it crashing down beside Wang Yingxiong in the distance.

These two were the Second Boss and Third Boss of Qingfeng Stockade.

It seemed they had quite a friendship. In that case, they could die together and continue being brothers in misery in the underworld!

"Clan Chief!"

Lin Changqing returned. After sweeping his gaze across everyone present, he looked at Lin Yuntang and said, "There's a traitor in the village.

"We must find them."

"A traitor? Th-That can't be possible, can it?!"

Lin Yuntang's expression changed drastically, and he blurted out instinctively.

"If there wasn't a traitor, how would the bandits of Qingfeng Stockade know such detailed information about me? I'm no famous person.

"Only the people in the village know me best..."

Lin Changqing gave a cold snort, killing intent unparalleled in his eyes, as though even the air itself were about to freeze solid.

Everyone unconsciously lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze at all.

"Clan Chief, if there truly is such a person in the village, we must drag them out.

"We've only just gotten started, and already someone like this has appeared. What happens once Green Mountain Village's endeavors are on the right track in the future? Who knows what huge mess they'll stir up then."

Lin Yongfan also chimed in from the side, his face full of fury.

"That's right, Grandpa... we must find this person. Betraying Changqing means betraying our entire Green Mountain Village."

Lin Hu echoed him.

"Alright. I'll get to the bottom of it."

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Lin Yuntang hurriedly nodded. Looking at the corpses strewn across the ground, he said in a deep voice, "Changqing, what should we do now?

"Should we report this to the authorities...?"

"No!"

Lin Changqing shook his head. "Reporting it will only bring greater trouble. Do as I said earlier.

"Just dispose of these bodies properly.

"Leave everything else to me.

"Oh, Clan Chief, keep everyone in line. Don't let today's events get out..."

"Alright!"

Lin Yuntang gritted his teeth and agreed.

Lin Changqing returned the saber to Lin Yongfan and said gravely, "Dad, keep an eye on things. Help Hu Zi get this settled properly."

As he spoke, Lin Changqing turned and sprinted toward his home.

He was going to retrieve his weapon.

He was preparing to head up Clear Wind Mountain—to slaughter without restraint.

So he intended to bring his Jingzhe Saber.

An Eighth Grade Divine Weapon could greatly increase his combat power.

Lin Yongfan was immediately consumed by worry at the sight. He had just wanted to offer a few words of warning, but Lin Changqing had already vanished with a whoosh.

After returning home for his Jingzhe Saber, he immediately left Green Mountain Village and headed straight for Clear Wind Mountain.

Before news from this side could reach them, before Clear Wind Mountain could make any preparations, he had to strike first.

Several hundred elite fighters, plus a Fifth Grade expert.

If they were prepared as well, things would only become more troublesome.

Lin Changqing pushed his speed to the limit, like a Spirit Deer racing through the Mountain Forest, like a gust of wind sweeping past and leaving behind a string of afterimages.

This was Deer Play from the Five Elements Technique.

Forest Piercing Deer!

When Lin Changqing had developed the Five Elements Technique, he had envisioned Deer Play as the embodiment of speed.

Ultimate speed.