One Person Can Withstand a Thousand Troops

Su Fei closed the woodshed door, turned, and stood rigidly with his saber, glaring at the Golden Saber Society members before him.

"What the Qingzhou Prefecture constables missed, the Qingzhou Prefecture Imperial Guard has found. The Golden Saber Society has been abducting children, using the vital essence of virgin boys and girls to refine medicine. I, Su Fei, am arresting you all today. Resist, and you die."

Upon hearing "Imperial Guard," a flicker of panic crossed the Bearded Man's eyes. However, after scanning the surroundings and seeing only Su Fei, dressed in plain clothes and without any companions, his gaze steadied.

He drew his steel saber, pointing it at Su Fei.

"So what if you're from the Qingzhou Prefecture Imperial Guard? What if you've found us? How dare you interfere in the Golden Saber Society's affairs? You're just a little brat who hasn't even grown a mustache. As long as we kill you and bury your body, no one will ever know."

His tone was incredibly calm, indicating he'd done this sort of thing many times before.

The Bearded Man's True Qi surged around him.

Behind him, over a dozen Golden Saber Society members also drew their sabers. The blades glinted sharply in the night. Among them were two or three individuals in the True Qi Realm.

This force was not insignificant.

The Bearded Man roared and stomped his foot on the ground, shattering the bluestone slabs. Using the rebound force, he charged forward, his True Qi Realm seventh-level pressure sweeping out like a tidal wave.

"Brothers, charge and chop him down! This hall master will give you a hundred taels of silver as a reward."

Hearing the reward, over a dozen Golden Saber Society members drew their sabers and surrounded Su Fei.

Most of these men were martial artists at the eighth or ninth level of the Body Tempering Realm, with a few at the early stage of the True Qi Realm. Now, forming a saber formation, they possessed a certain momentum.

Su Fei's eyes were icy as he gripped the Spring Embroidered Saber in his right hand.

The Nine Yang True Qi in his dantian circulated, perfectly merging with the essence of the Thunderous Saber Art.

A saber gleam suddenly lit up, slashing into the Golden Saber Society crowd.

It was like a thunderclap exploding in the ears of the Golden Saber Society members.

The essence of the Thunderous Saber Art was fully displayed at this moment. The saber's speed was so fast that it only left afterimages, as if countless bolts of lightning had erupted within the crowd.

The two Golden Saber Society members rushing at the forefront only saw a blur before their eyes. A chill ran down their necks, followed by intense pain. Blood gushed out like a fountain. The two clutched their necks, their eyes wide with disbelief, and collapsed to the ground.

"What a fast saber!"

The Bearded Man's heart trembled. He had never witnessed such swift saber techniques.

"Hold your formation, everyone! He's only one person!"

But Su Fei's aura, even alone, could rival an army of thousands.

His saber techniques were like thunder, weaving through the crowd. Each swing resulted in at least one death.

Where the saber light passed, severed limbs and broken arms fell away, and screams echoed incessantly.

A gang member saw Su Fei appear before him and hurriedly raised his saber to block, only to have his wrist severed by Su Fei's saber. Without missing a beat, the saber's momentum continued, slashing diagonally downwards, splitting him in half while he was still alive.

Blood and internal organs splattered across the ground.

Another gang member attempted a sneak attack from behind. Su Fei, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, retaliated with a saber strike, sending the gang member's head flying into the sky, spewing hot blood.

The Thunderous Saber Art, imbued with the power of lightning, combined with Su Fei's Nine Yang Divine Art.

In just a few short breaths, seven or eight gang members had fallen.

The Bearded Man's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He took a deep breath, unleashing his True Qi without reservation. His long saber glowed with a faint light of True Qi.

"Brat, don't be so arrogant! Take this saber!"

His strike was powerful and heavy, carrying the force to split mountains and shatter rocks, aimed directly at Su Fei's head.

Su Fei neither dodged nor parried. He flicked his wrist, and the Spring Embroidered Saber drew an arc.

"Clang!"

The two sabers met. The Bearded Man felt an immense force surge through him, his arm throbbing with unbearable pain, almost causing him to drop the saber hilt.

His heart was filled with dread. How could this kid possess such terrifying strength?

As he was reeling in shock, Su Fei delivered his second strike.

"True Qi Realm seventh level, you can block my saber. You're not bad."

The saber light surged, like a bolt of lightning appearing out of nowhere.

"Pfft."

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A head flew off.

Blood spurted out, and the Bearded Man's eyes were wide open.

"Why am I flying? And why is your saber so fast?"

He died filled with disbelief. To his last moment, he couldn't comprehend it.

He, who was a leader, had actually been killed by an Imperial Guard who looked no older than eighteen or nineteen.

With their leader dead, the remaining Golden Saber Society members completely lost their will to fight. Terrified out of their wits, they turned to flee.

How could Su Fei let them escape?

He exerted force with his feet, moving like a shadow. The Spring Embroidered Saber seemed to come alive in his hand, lightning flashing continuously. Each flash signified the end of a life.

A moment later, the courtyard fell completely silent.

More than twenty corpses lay scattered across the yard, blood forming small streams that spread through the gaps in the bluestone slabs. A heavy scent of blood permeated the air.

Su Fei held his Spring Embroidered Saber, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the bodies on the ground, showing no emotion.

For these scumbags who used children's blood essence to refine medicine, showing mercy was cruelty to the innocent children.

Su Fei sheathed his saber.

He stepped over the mess on the ground and walked to the Bearded Man's corpse. He kicked the body over, then used the tip of his saber to lift the man's collar. After fumbling for a moment, he pulled out a heavy money pouch.

He found over thirty taels of silver.

He then searched the other corpses one by one. The Golden Saber Society members didn't carry much silver on them, but together it added up to over fifty taels.

Su Fei collected all the silver into his own pouch.

After finishing this, he walked to the village entrance and called out.

"Wang Meng!"

A moment later, Wang Meng darted out from the darkness, still clutching a Spring Embroidered Saber, his expression tense.

"Lord Su, how did your investigation go? Why are you shouting so loudly? Aren't you afraid the traffickers will hear you?"

Su Fei chuckled.

"Wang Meng, come with me. They won't hear us, don't worry."

"Oh, my lord, have those people all fallen asleep?"

"Wang Meng, come with me. I'll show you."

"Alright, my lord."

When Wang Meng entered the courtyard and saw the scene within, he froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

Scattered limbs, flowing blood, discarded weapons, and the thick smell of blood in the air.

Wang Meng's throat bobbed, and his stomach churned. He barely managed to keep from vomiting.

He looked at Su Fei, who stood amidst the piles of bodies, his demeanor calm.

His eyes were peaceful, as if he had merely crushed a few ants.

"These traffickers are all members of the Golden Saber Society. They are all dead now."

Upon hearing this, Wang Meng checked their sleeves.

After confirming the Golden Saber insignia.

He looked up, his mouth agape, and stammered, "Lord Su, did you kill all these people by yourself?"

Wang Meng's voice trembled.

He knew Su Fei's strength was considerable.

But he never imagined it to be this terrifying. One man, one saber, had managed to slaughter over a dozen Golden Saber Society members.

He had heard of the Golden Saber Society's reputation. These people were naturally not ordinary folk; each carried a saber or sword, all of them martial artists.

Su Fei glanced at Wang Meng.

"What else? Do you think these corpses slit their own throats?"