No Brains

Pang Feiyan had never shown Han Sheng any pleasantries since she was young.

Now, hearing him speak to Han Sheng in such a gentle tone, Han Sheng's bones felt like they had melted.

Upon hearing this, Han Sheng immediately nodded, "As long as we don't break into prison, Feiyan, I'll do anything you ask."

Pang Feiyan said hatefully, "Let's go together and capture that Han Zheng. First, we'll poison him and force him to change his testimony to Zhang Tianyang, saying that his confrontation with Brother Hai was just a misunderstanding, and that Brother Hai definitely didn't collude with or harbor the Incense Cult. Once Brother Hai is released, we'll give him the antidote."

Pang Feiyan was not a smart woman to begin with. She was usually arrogant and spoiled by Pang Heihu.

She had no idea how cruel and bloody the struggles between various factions were, nor how fierce the Incense Cult's rebellion in Huainan Dao and their battles with the imperial court had been. She also didn't grasp the severity of the Shen Family's collusion with the Incense Cult.

At this moment, the only thing she could think of was that Pang Heihu had said Han Zheng was currently favored by Zhang Tianyang, so Han Zheng must have influence with Zhang Tianyang.

Therefore, she wanted to capture Han Zheng and force him to change his testimony through poisoning and other means, to clear Shen Conghai.

Her plan had too many flaws and loopholes, it wasn't even as reliable as breaking into prison.

But for Pang Feiyan's limited intellect, coming up with such a scheme in a moment of desperation was already her limit.

Although Han Sheng was skilled, he was a bit simple-minded and rigid in his actions. Only when fighting was he fierce and reckless, coupled with his loyalty, which was why Pang Heihu valued him and took him as a godson.

Pang Heihu didn't trust anyone else to manage the Black Tiger Hall, only Han Sheng, so he didn't worry about Han Sheng rebelling.

Hearing Pang Feiyan's plan, Han Sheng, despite his dull mind, felt something was amiss.

He scratched his head and hesitated, "Will this work?"

Pang Feiyan shook his arm, "How will we know if it works if we don't try? Father only told me not to get involved in the Shen Family's affairs. Is it okay for me to deal with a martial arts school disciple like Han Zheng?"

Pang Feiyan's eyes were red, and she put on a pitiful expression, "Brother Sheng, I know you've always doted on me the most since we were kids, and you always agree to my requests. Even if Brother Hai survives this, he might not be able to stay in Black Stone County, and my fate with him is almost over."

Hearing this, Han Sheng's mind suddenly went blank, his face turned red, and he was overjoyed.

When had Pang Feiyan ever called him Brother Sheng? She always called him Brother Hai, Brother Hai.

If Shen Conghai were to leave Black Stone County in the future, who else would be worthy of Pang Feiyan? It would definitely be him!

Han Sheng immediately put everything else out of his mind and nodded repeatedly, "Feiyan, don't worry, I'll go do it now!"

"Be careful, don't let Father know."

Han Sheng said, "Don't worry, I'll directly mobilize a few trusted confidants from the Black Tiger Hall to go with me. That Han Zheng is only at the early Innate Realm, and he hasn't been in the Innate Realm for long. Finding a few more people is for safety, after all, we need to capture him alive."

He paused, then added, "Feiyan, why don't you not go? Swords and sabers have no eyes, I'm afraid you'll get hurt."

"No! I must go personally to save Brother Hai!"

Han Sheng felt a pang of discomfort. But thinking that after Shen Conghai left, no one would compete with him for Pang Feiyan anymore, he didn't say anything further. Instead, he handed Pang Feiyan something.

It was a cylindrical metal object, entirely bright silver, with dense holes on one side and a small button on the other.

"This is the Thousand Mechanism Sect's hidden weapon, the Rain Curtain Meteor Needles. I extorted it from a traveling merchant caravan before. It's coated with a potent poison. Once you sense something is wrong, activate this. Even a Xiantian Mortal Transformation Realm martial artist will be caught off guard."

"I know, hurry up and get ready."

Han Sheng's heart burned with passion, and he quickly went to gather a few trusted confidants, preparing to make arrangements.

As dusk fell, Zhang Tianyang told all the martial arts school disciples to stop patrolling the streets and return to rest.

Finally capturing people from the Incense Cult, Zhang Tianyang breathed a sigh of relief. Although these two were not of high rank, it was still better than having nothing at all.

Zhang Tianyang was about to pry open their mouths, but the process seemed a bit difficult. The Incense Cult members were very tight-lipped. Despite all the methods Zhang Tianyang employed, they still hadn't spoken. However, Zhang Tianyang had more sinister methods yet to use, and one night was enough to properly deal with them.

Han Zheng was not interested in these matters and went home to rest. Because Zhang Tianyang had been patrolling the entire county for the past few days, the entire county was on edge. Thus, as soon as it got dark, the streets were already deserted. Even the houses on the streets had few lights on, making it as silent as a ghost town. In such a situation, any slight disturbance would be extremely noticeable.

Han Zheng suddenly stopped, looking at the dark street ahead with a half-smile. "You Incense Cult members have quite a lot of nerve, daring to show yourselves at a time like this."

"But what's the point of you guys coming after me? If you have the guts, go to the county yamen and break into the prison."

Han Zheng subconsciously assumed that the people who would come looking for trouble at a time like this would be from the Incense Cult.

To his surprise, he saw He Sheng and Pang Feiyan, along with three late Houtian stage martial artists, surrounding him from all sides.

Han Zheng frowned slightly, "Pang Feiyan? You're not actually trying to get revenge on me at a time like this, are you?"

This woman was incredibly stupid. Yesterday, she had dared to get involved in the Incense Cult incident and ended up being injured by him.

She could resent him, but to seek revenge at such a critical moment showed she truly had no brains.

Pang Feiyan said coldly, "Revenge? I'm not that petty.

Han Zheng, I can put aside the matter of you injuring me for now. But I want you to tell Zhang Tianyang that you arrested the wrong person, and that my brother Hai wasn't harboring anyone from the Incense Cult. It was all a misunderstanding.

I have a poison pill here. Take it, and it will only take effect in three days.

When my brother Hai is released, I will give you the antidote.

I advise you to be sensible and take the poison pill yourself to save my brother Hai. Don't force us to act, or you'll suffer physical pain!"

Han Zheng remained silent for a long time, looking at Pang Feiyan with the gaze one reserves for an idiot.

What was going on in this woman's head?

They say big breasts mean no brain, but she didn't even have big breasts, and her brain was completely absent.

Even if she thought with her backside, she wouldn't have come up with such a flawed, ridiculous plan.

Han Zheng felt a wave of exhaustion. "So, you ambushed me here to force me to tell Zhang Tianyang to release Shen Conghai?

Do you even have a brain? I'm not Zhang Tianyang's son; why would he listen to me?

Even if I said it, or if the County Magistrate said it, do you think Zhang Tianyang would release him?

Besides, anyone with eyes can see that Shen Conghai harbored the demon cultists of the Incense Cult. Zhang Tianyang even fell out with Shen Chengshan and fought him to take Shen Conghai away.

Do you think it's possible for him to release him now? Can you push shit back into your butt after it's come out?"

Although Han Zheng's words were crude, He Sheng felt there was some logic to them...

But Pang Feiyan was enraged.

"You ungrateful fool! He Sheng, hurry up and attack!"

Although He Sheng felt something was amiss, he didn't hesitate to charge forward with his men at Pang Feiyan's command.

"You're asking for death!"

A murderous glint flashed in Han Zheng's eyes.

Drawing the Wild Goose Feather Saber from his waist, Han Zheng didn't retreat but advanced, heading straight for He Sheng, who had the strongest cultivation.

Han Zheng's movements were like a white ape swinging through the forest, with powerful arms and a flexible body.

But the Wild Goose Feather Saber in his hand was imbued with a dense Blood Fiend energy. With a single slash, it combined the chilling ferocity of the Blood Fiend Saber with the chopping and smashing force of the White Ape Through-Arm Fist.

All his martial arts proficiencies had reached the perfect level, allowing him to integrate them seamlessly, greatly amplifying his power.

He Sheng also used a saber, the Gold Wire Great Ring Saber!

Pang Heihu had two secret inherited martial arts from the Innate Realm: the Black Fiend Palm and the Tiger Roar Saber.

The latter was powerful, imposing, and explosive. He Sheng twisted his waist, swung his saber, and his Blood Essence surged, causing the bluestone bricks beneath his feet to crack. A sharp sound rang out.

The Gold Wire Great Ring Saber, nearly half a person's height, clashed with Han Zheng's slightly slender Wild Goose Feather Saber.

But with a surge of immense force, He Sheng's tiger mouth went numb. He was actually forced back a step by Han Zheng's saber strike.

Dragon Elephant Prajna, unmatched in strength!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

With three consecutive saber strikes, He Sheng was pushed back three steps.

He let out a fierce roar, and a muffled sound like a roaring tiger erupted from his body.

The Gold Wire Great Ring Saber in his hand spun wildly, creating a powerful gust of wind.

But Han Zheng suddenly retreated, slashing at a Houtian martial artist behind him.

The Blood Fiend energy erupted, and although that martial artist was also at the late Houtian stage, he couldn't withstand the extreme sharpness of Han Zheng's saber.

The saber in his hand was instantly shattered, and his body was cut in half by Han Zheng's strike!

As blood rained down, Han Zheng's murderous aura intensified.

He Sheng roared, his eyes turning red.

That was a brother who had been with him for nearly ten years!

He unleashed the Tiger Roar Saber technique to its fullest, channeling his internal energy as he brought his saber down towards Han Zheng.

The other two Houtian martial artists, both wielding long spears, cooperated with He Sheng's saber momentum, attacking Han Zheng's lower body.

This was how they had always cooperated with He Sheng to defeat their opponents.

The Blood Fiend energy condensed, and the dense Blood Fiend energy on Han Zheng's Wild Goose Feather Saber even made the bright blade gleam with a red hue.

Dragon Elephant stomps the ground, White Ape shakes its arms.

The two techniques, one heavy and powerful, drawing strength from the lower body, the other unmatched in momentum, drawing strength from the arms.

The two forces layered together, accompanied by the strike of the Blood Fiend Saber in his hand, one saber shook three weapons, and a clang echoed instantly!

All three were repelled, and Han Zheng, seizing the advantage, pressed his attack, slashing at He Sheng.

He Sheng raised his saber to block, but the feel of it was somehow off.

Han Zheng's saber carried no power at all; it was easily deflected by him.

At this moment, Han Zheng abruptly turned and retracted his saber, using He Sheng's momentum to directly slam into a member of the Black Tiger Gang.

White Ape Through-Arm, smashing down fiercely!

With a dull thud, the Black Tiger Gang member had his head smashed into his torso by Han Zheng's punch!