No Kneeling!!

With the boost from Blood Burst State, Kong Wu's strength rose even further.

The Evil-Slaying Saber cleaved straight into the talisman sword.

Then, with the force of deadwood being smashed apart, it sliced through the obstacles ahead, drawing a silver arc of light.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. It was so fast that the expression on the Blood Spirit's face had not even had time to change before the scene in its eyes began spinning.

After a violent tremor, the Blood Spirit's vision settled.

Not far away, a headless body stood there, still gripping its sword.

"How is this possible?"

"I was..."

Darkness swallowed its thoughts, and the Blood Spirit stopped thinking.

Congratulations. You have killed "Blood Spirit" and obtained 10 free attribute points.

As the system notification rang out, Kong Wu let out a long breath, a satisfied smile on his face.

Ten free attribute points. Not bad.

Although it had not dropped any skills, as far as Kong Wu was concerned, not a single one of the Blood Spirit's skills suited him.

After slinging the Evil-Slaying Saber over his back, Kong Wu did not forget the matter at hand.

He turned and walked toward Old Master Qian, who was shivering in the corner of the room.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I have money. I'll give it all to you..."

Old Master Qian, whom Kong Wu had grabbed by the head and lifted up, wailed and struggled nonstop.

Slap!

Kong Wu controlled his strength and gently slapped him across the face.

Several rotten teeth flew out of his mouth, and only then did Old Master Qian regain his senses.

"Constable Kong! Spare me—"

Ignoring his pleas for mercy, Kong Wu asked directly, "Where can I find that bastard?"

"Huh?"

Old Master Qian froze for a moment. Noticing the impatience written all over Kong Wu's face, he hurriedly said, "Qingzhou Academy. I found him a..."

Pfft!

Before he could finish, a watermelon exploded in Kong Wu's hand.

He casually wiped his hand on the man's clothes, then walked out of the Qian Family estate without looking back.

Kong Wu was a very pure person.

Many people said that there was no right or wrong in this world, only differing standpoints.

But Kong Wu did not think so.

No matter what the world said, right was right and wrong was wrong to him.

If the world thought his way of doing things was wrong, then it could come and beat him flat first.

At the same time, Kong Wu was also a smart man.

When he lacked the strength, he would not forcibly correct matters beyond his capabilities.

But once he had enough strength, nothing could stop him from pursuing what was right.

The Qian Family had dominated Qingshan County for many years, possessing countless fertile fields and mountains of gold and silver.

Yet in the process of accumulating that wealth, who knew how many wronged souls of impoverished farmers had been trampled beneath it?

In the past, Kong Wu had merely been a mortal. Although his combat strength had far exceeded that of ordinary people, he had ultimately never escaped the bounds of mortality.

Faced with cultivators, it would have been a lie to say he felt no apprehension.

But now that he had clearly found a path to becoming stronger, Kong Wu no longer needed to worry about anything in Qingshan County.

After leaving the Qian Family estate, Kong Wu, covered in blood from head to toe, walked down the main street, frightening the passersby into fleeing for their lives.

After walking for a while, he finally reached his destination.

Looking at the tense constables gathered at the yamen entrance, Kong Wu said expressionlessly, "You... are planning to stop me?"

"Huh? No, no, no!"

"Please come in, Constable Kong!"

The constables had hurriedly gathered after hearing that someone carrying a saber and covered in blood was approaching the yamen. Once they realized that person was Kong Wu, they all stepped aside.

Seeing this, Kong Wu calmly walked in.

"Which bandit den did Constable Kong wipe out this time?"

"Who knows which unlucky bastard it was."

"Break it up, break it up."

After discussing it for a while, the constables dispersed.

The Qian Family estate was located in a remote corner of Qingshan County, secluded and far away, so no one had spread the news yet.

"Constable Kong, you're back."

Facing Skinny Monkey's smiling face, Kong Wu gave him a rare nod in greeting.

He entered his room and pulled a dossier from the bookshelf.

Seeing that Kong Wu was about to leave after taking it, Skinny Monkey hurried over and said ingratiatingly, "Constable Kong, are you going out to handle a case? Shall I carry your saber for you?"

"You can't lift it!"

Kong Wu smiled and walked out.

Skinny Monkey scratched his head. Although puzzled, he still hurried after him.

The two had just reached the entrance when they saw a junior constable rushing over. His eyes lit up at the sight of Kong Wu, and he hurriedly said, "Constable Kong, the Qian Family was attacked by bandits. Inside the Qian Family estate..."

Before he could finish, Kong Wu said calmly, "I did it. What about it?"

"Huh?"

The junior constable froze on the spot. Even the constables standing on either side of the main gate widened their eyes and turned to stare at Kong Wu.

Ignoring everyone's reaction, Kong Wu walked straight out after saying those words.

Skinny Monkey was equally puzzled and seemed to want to speak, but he hurried after him.

Since Constable Kong had done it, the Qian Family must have committed some crime.

But that was the Qian Family.

The foremost magnate clan in Qingshan County.

He had killed them just like that?

A trace of doubt surfaced in Skinny Monkey's heart.

Although Constable Kong's combat strength was peerless, magnate families like the Qian Family had friends everywhere. Even the county magistrate was a guest of honor in their household.

What would happen next after Constable Kong had done something like this?

However, that trace of doubt vanished without a trace with Kong Wu's next actions.

In its place was profound shock.

Holding the dossier, Kong Wu visited several magnate households in succession.

Every time he arrived somewhere, he would fight his way straight inside. After seizing the heads of those households, he would unfold the dossier and read aloud the crimes they had committed.

Then, he would kill them with a single slash.

"Li Le, five years ago, you forced the death of Zhao Desheng's family of five from Zhao Family Village in order to seize their land. Three years ago, you abducted Madam Yang, a commoner's wife, and beat her husband to death in the street. One year ago..."

"Huang Shi, ten years ago, you killed Steward Zhang's entire family of thirteen outside the city and seized their property."

"Zhong Wuyuan, relying on your elder brother being the county's chief clerk, you bullied the weak and dominated the markets. According to what I have learned, you have at least eight lives on your hands. There is no need to investigate the rest. Those alone are enough to sentence you to execution."

And so, as he traveled through Qingshan County, Kong Wu paid a visit to practically every magnate and prominent household.

Among them were landlords and magnates, merchants with fortunes in the tens of thousands, and even relatives of the county officials.

Without exception, whenever their crimes met the threshold, Kong Wu cut off their heads on the spot.

At that moment, after reading the records in the dossier, Kong Wu raised his saber and chopped off the head of Chief Clerk Zhong's younger brother.

Once he had finished all this, he turned around and discovered that countless commoners had gathered behind him at some point.

Their eyes held gratitude and admiration as they looked at Kong Wu.

There were also countless yamen runners and constables among them, but they merely watched Kong Wu's actions. Not a single one dared to step forward.

Or rather, as they watched scene after scene unfold, their hearts held nothing but emotion.

"Thank you for your great kindness, Constable Kong!"

At the front of the crowd, a woman was about to kneel, tears streaming down her face.

"No kneeling!"

Kong Wu's thunderous shout sent a wave of air sweeping across the crowd, making the woman who was about to kneel stagger backward.

He tossed the dossier aside and strode away.

He passed through the path the crowd had opened, through the streets and alleys, and stopped when he reached the city gate. He raised his head and glanced at the three characters carved into the city wall—Qingshan County. After a slight pause, he stepped out.

Behind him, countless commoners watched that burly figure gradually recede into the distance, wave after wave of sobbing rising behind him.