Consecutive Kills of Six People

The mountain path was not dark at this time, just deserted.

Du En walked ahead, Lu Xiang followed behind, and they walked further and further away.

At first, Lu Xiang was quite pleased, anticipating how he would teach Du En a lesson, but by now, even an idiot should have realized something was wrong.

So he stopped, raising his hand to grip the hilt of his knife.

"Brat, what trick are you playing?"

"Playing?"

Du En turned around silently.

Seeing this, a fierce glint erupted in Lu Xiang's eyes. He formed a hand seal with his free hand and launched a direct, fierce surprise attack.

The killing blow wasn't from his knife, but from this Fireball Technique!

Boom!

Flames suddenly ignited, transforming into inch-sized projectiles that shot rapidly towards Du En's face!

"Heh heh, I'm a killer who doesn't blink. I've already killed three brats from the Iron Hand Gang before. You, who just got here less than three months ago, you stupid fool, can you even take this?"

Lu Xiang was smugly self-satisfied. Then, he saw Du En shift his steps, his figure blurring as he easily dodged the inch-sized fireball.

"Wha-what?!"

Lu Xiang was instantly stunned, his expression freezing. Then, his vision blurred as Du En had already closed in on him.

His bloodthirsty nature and his extensive combat experience gave him the instinct to simply twist and roll, dodging to the side and crashing to the ground.

One of his ears was grazed by a fist, instantly shattering.

Blood splattered, and he was still in shock!

What was going on?

What in the world was happening?

How could this kid be so strong?!

Amidst his jumbled thoughts, Lu Xiang simply couldn't believe that Du En, relying solely on his fists and his physical body, was this terrifying, comparable to a Demonic Beast!

This was actually quite normal. Although he couldn't compare to Foundation Establishment stage stewards like He Bo yet, his Yellow Earth Technique had reached a stage of mastery, equivalent to decades of arduous cultivation for an ordinary person.

Coupled with the nourishment from Spirit Cuisine, it had further solidified and enriched his physical strength.

Therefore, when Lu Xiang looked up again, he saw Du En standing before him once more.

He was startled again and was about to draw his knife, but a foot had already stomped down.

Crack, squish!

The hand holding the knife was directly stomped, its bones broken and muscles mangled.

"Aow!"

Lu Xiang couldn't help but cry out in pain. He instinctively tried to flip over, but it was as if he was delivering himself, as a hand reaching out grabbed his head, covered his mouth to silence his cries, and then slammed him heavily onto the ground.

Bang!

Pfft!

Shattered!

Du En, expressionless, lifted his hand, now covered in pulp and shattered bone, shook it, pulled out Lu Xiang's knife, and left without looking back.

The mission still had to continue!

Killing only Lu Xiang wouldn't suffice!

The deaths of two people directly related to the Corpse Buriers would definitely expose a problem.

Even if Du En currently appeared as an unlucky fellow to outsiders, being harassed by a steward over wages and suffering severe injuries, it wouldn't be enough to completely mask the issue.

This was because the Blood Eagle Gang's specialty was to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys. Whether there was a problem or not, if there was even a hint of suspicion, they would kill, just to scare the others.

"So, I need to kill a few more..."

Du En's figure darted through the mountain forest.

Target: Blood Eagle Gang members.

Target: Iron Hand Gang members.

Beside a pond, a Blood Eagle Gang member, carrying a sack of fish food, was moving rather slowly.

Since the supervisor had left, and no one was watching him now, he could slack off a bit without any issues.

"Heh heh, the situation is stable now. After I go back tonight, I'll find that little wench. I, this great lord, like easy targets. I'll just force myself on her then and have a good time!"

Lecherous thoughts arose in his mind, blood began to flow downwards, and he felt his crotch swell, eager to act.

Then...

Huh?

Why is my vision spinning?

He was a bit stunned, his consciousness flickering in and out. In his blurry vision, a headless corpse was crushed by fish food, falling heavily to the ground. Blood splattered across the pond, attracting a group of spirit fish attempting to feed.

"Huh?"

"This is, I..."

Consciousness extinguished, life returns to the west.

By the time the other workers at the site discovered it, Du En had already vanished without a trace.

Another lumberyard.

A member of the Iron Hand Gang was grinning, cursing, "What are you guys good for? Hurry up and chop wood for me! I'm telling you, if I catch any of you slacking off, I'll whip you!"

Crack!

As soon as he spoke, a whip lashed out fiercely, striking the bare-chested man in front, who was diligently chopping wood.

The man's face turned red with suppressed rage, his eyes filled with resentment and helplessness.

"Throwing his weight around!"

The overseer here wanted to slack off, so he had this Iron Hand Gang member watch over things. This guy then started beating and scolding others, completely disregarding whether they were actually slacking or not.

"Feels good! Hahaha!"

"Still trying to slack off? You bunch of scoundrels, you only deserve to be whipped, understand? You're all just... cough!"

His voice was interrupted by a sudden choking cough.

He looked down in confusion, only to see a knife protruding from his chest, which was then scraped and pulled out.

He tried to boost his Magic Power, clinging to life, and turned his head to look, but couldn't see the attacker, only catching a glimpse of a shadow among the trees.

"Save, save, save me..."

He turned back again, extending a trembling hand towards the person who had just whipped him.

What greeted him was only a cold, indifferent gaze filled with satisfaction.

No one stepped forward to help.

Not kicking him viciously was already them holding back!

Finally, the Iron Hand Gang member struggled and died in agony.

"Kill, kill, kill! They all deserve to die!"

Du En moved from place to place. When he saw an overseer slacking off and no one around, he launched a surprise attack, taking a life with a single blade.

He killed six people in total.

Three from the Blood Eagle Gang and three from the Iron Hand Gang, which perfectly matched the numbers.

With this, the operation was almost complete.

He casually tossed the knife into the mountain forest, washed away any excess bloodstains, ensured he hadn't left any traces, especially Magic Power traces, and then stealthily hurried back. Before anyone else could react, he returned to the Corpse Burier's small courtyard.

Gurgle gurgle~

As he pushed the door open, the porridge and medicine had just finished cooking.

He downed a bowl of detoxifying medicinal soup, which filled eight-tenths of the bowl, in one gulp.

This was mainly to prevent any potential poisons from the two gangs.

Next, he changed into clean clothes.

Then, he ate another pot of Three Talents Porridge and began cultivating to heal his injuries.

After circulating his energy for a full cycle, his complexion finally showed a slight return of color.

He didn't cook more porridge but grabbed some herbs and put them on the stove to boil, making the bitter scent in the courtyard even stronger.

Soon, it was evening.

The others returned in a hurry.

As soon as they smelled the pervasive bitter medicinal scent, their expressions changed, and their steps quickened.

They abruptly pushed open the courtyard gate and saw Du En extinguishing the clay stove, pouring out a bowl of thick, pitch-black medicinal soup.

"Boss, you..."

Wei Ming saw Du En's pale face and weak aura, and his expression immediately changed. He couldn't help but clench his fist and say indignantly, "Why don't we go fight Lu Xiang? Six against one, we can definitely win."

"We can win, but then what?"

"Then, then..."

Wei Ming was rendered speechless by the question.

Six against one could indeed win. After all, they were all in the Early Qi Refining stage. As long as they gritted their teeth and didn't retreat, they truly weren't afraid of that scoundrel Lu Xiang. But afterward, facing retaliation from the Blood Eagle Gang would be a much more complicated situation than simply being outnumbered six to one.

"In any case, as long as he looks unharmed, that's all that matters... the rest will just have to be this way..."

Ning Caize stepped in to mediate.

The others remained silent, their hearts filled with bitterness.

Next, they took turns cleaning themselves, then cooked coarse rice, and waited with heavy hearts for Lu Xiang to come collect the money.

As they waited and waited, they didn't get Lu Xiang, the dead man, but instead heard the sounds of shouting and fighting.