Crimson Fiend Skill, Dark Yin Finger, Minor Self-Harm Art

"Seize him!"

The five White Lotus Sect disciples' eyes turned red when they saw Su Que kill their fellow cultist right under their noses.

They drew their weapons and shot forward, surrounding Su Que in a blur of motion.

The first to strike was a long spear bound with a white tassel.

The spearhead gleamed coldly in the night, the tassel spinning and dancing with the force behind the thrust.

Su Que stomped his foot, stepped forward, and executed the "Heart Damage Art" from the Seven Injuries Fist, channeling the true energy of the Wedding Dress Divine Skill into a single punch against the spearhead!

The "Heart Damage Art" fist force of the Seven Injuries Fist was already supremely fierce and violent, and with the infusion of the Wedding Dress Divine Skill's true energy, it became even more ferocious.

Boom!

The fist force collided with the spearhead.

Under the crushing pressure of the fist force, the wooden spear shaft suddenly splintered, wooden fibers bending outward in all directions.

The White Lotus disciple let out a pained cry. His hands gripping the spear were jarred by the impact, and a bloody gash split open across his palms, flesh and blood mangled.

The sharp spearhead, knocked back by the fist force, flew in reverse like a silver flash. With a wet thud, it pierced through the White Lotus disciple's head.

Instantly, a gruesome blood hole appeared on his forehead, running straight through front to back.

Blood and brains gushed from the hole. The disciple's pupils dimmed, his body crumpled to its knees, and all life left him.

The other four White Lotus disciples were stunned, their pupils dilating in shock at how Su Que's fist force could be so fierce and overbearing, killing their fellow cultist in a single blow.

At that moment, the thought of fleeing crossed their minds.

But they had charged at Su Que with too much momentum. If they tried to pull back their attacks, they'd be frozen for an instant.

In that instant, if Su Que struck, they'd be dead for sure.

So they gritted their teeth and pressed on, forcing themselves to attack Su Que.

Two swords thrust toward Su Que first.

Su Que threw another punch!

The fierce "Heart Damage Art" fist force slammed into the two blades.

With a clang, the swords snapped in half, the broken pieces shooting toward the two disciples who were swinging sabers at Su Que.

The two saber-wielding White Lotus disciples' eyes went wide. They could only twist their blades to block the incoming shards.

But the shards flew too fast, and their strength was too weak.

Before they could bring their sabers around, the shards pierced into their bellies, blood gushing out.

The two disciples whose swords had been broken were like tigers without claws—utterly useless.

They tried to flee.

But Su Que took a step forward, his form blurring, and in an instant, he was before them.

Both fists shot out!

The punches tore through the air with a tiger-like howl, thudding like drumbeats into their chests.

With these two blows, Su Que used all seven techniques of the Seven Injuries Fist at once.

The fist force invaded their bodies, instantly shredding their internal organs into pulp.

Thick, viscous blood and gore burst from their seven orifices.

"Spare us, great hero!"

The last two saber-wielding White Lotus disciples, one hand on their saber and the other clutching their sword-wounded bellies, saw they couldn't escape or win, so they knelt and begged for mercy.

"How many evil arts does your Jade Water City White Lotus Sect control?" Su Que asked, seeing them beg.

One of them, afraid Su Que might kill him on a whim, hastily answered:

"Our Jade Water City White Lotus Sect only teaches the Seven Injuries Fist to low-level disciples."

"Besides that, there's a hall master, Fan Wuyang, who mastered the 'Yin Wind Claw,' but he was killed not long ago..."

"And hall masters Jing Sha and Luo You control the 'Crimson Fiend Skill' and the 'Dark Yin Finger,' two evil arts."

"I've heard that our Jade Water City White Lotus Sect's top leader, Bai Wuji, has a powerful evil art called the 'Minor Self-Harm Art.'"

"Anything else?" Su Que asked.

The disciple shook his head: "Great hero, as far as I know, that's all."

"How strong are these three you mentioned?" Su Que pressed.

"The two hall masters are Three Blood Martial Artists, and our top leader's strength is unknown, but after he came to Jade Water City, we saw him kill a Four-Blood Warrior," the disciple replied.

So the top leader, Bai Wuji, is at least a Four-Blood Warrior.

Su Que pondered this.

"Do you know where their stronghold is, or where I can find them?" Su Que asked further.

"I don't know. I'm just a small fry..."

The White Lotus Sect disciple spoke slowly, his heart uneasy with fear that Su Que might kill him on the spot.

"You can go," Su Que said.

"Wh... what?" The White Lotus Sect disciple couldn't believe his ears at being let go so easily.

"You heard me right. You can go," Su Que repeated.

"Th... thank you, hero!" The White Lotus Sect disciple scrambled to his feet and ran off.

But the wound on his abdomen was severe; even with his hand pressed over it, blood kept streaming out.

Drops of blood fell to the ground, staining the stone slabs.

Every step he took pulled at the wound, causing excruciating pain, and he couldn't run fast at all.

Seeing his comrade released like that, another White Lotus Sect disciple quickly spoke up:

"Hero, you can ask me too. I'll tell you everything I know!"

Su Que immediately asked, "Do you know what other evil arts the White Lotus Sect in Jade Water City has mastered?"

"It seems like that's all I just heard..." The disciple was stunned by the question; he couldn't even answer the first one, and panic set in.

"Then do you know how strong Bai Wuji, the one he mentioned, really is?" Su Que pressed.

"I'm just a small fry too..."

Boom!

Seeing that this White Lotus Sect disciple couldn't answer any of his questions, Su Que drove a fist straight at his head!

The force of the Seven Injuries Fist, infused with the true qi of the Wedding Dress Divine Skill, erupted, and the disciple's head exploded on the spot.

At that moment, the White Lotus Sect disciple he had let go was still struggling to escape.

Su Que suddenly stomped the ground, shattering the blue bricks beneath his feet, and his form blurred into a phantom. In the blink of an eye, he was behind that fleeing disciple.

Hearing the sound of the head exploding from Su Que's punch behind him, the disciple turned around to see what had happened.

But the moment he turned, a fist swelled infinitely in his vision.

Boom!

That White Lotus Sect disciple's head also burst apart under Su Que's fist force.

His pretense of letting the first disciple go was only to make the second one more willing to answer questions.

A thin layer of true qi coated his fist, arm, and the front of his body.

So when his punch blew off a head, the blood and brain matter were blocked by the true qi, never touching his skin or clothes.

Su Que withdrew his fist, then darted among the six corpses, swiftly collecting the items on them.

"Small fry probably don't know where the hall masters are."

"But the leader of a stronghold should know where those hall masters are, and the strength of the top dog in Jade Water City's White Lotus Sect."

As Su Que thought this, he tucked the money pouch into his bosom and headed toward the mansion where the medicine was stored.