Blood Bath

On Sage Peak, Song Deke, a senior disciple of the Sage, overpowered everyone else and took the initiative to secure the opportunity to lead the way.

Now that someone was leading the way, Lu Shuixie didn't hesitate any longer. She picked up Song Deke and headed into the house.

Mu Yuejuan, the Hundred Flowers Danqing, asked, "Green Flower, where did that young man who came with you go?"

Green Water Bow turned to look at Cui Tike: "You mean him? He's my disciple; he's here to broaden his horizons."

Cui Tike smiled modestly, "I am here to witness your deeds. Please feel free to ask if there is anything I can do to help."

Mu Yuejuan shook her head and said, "I'm not talking about this foreigner, I'm talking about the guy surnamed He who came with you!"

Green Water Bow was quite pleased with himself. If Mu Yuejuan hadn't mentioned it, he really wouldn't have noticed that He Jiaqing had disappeared without a trace.

Mu Yuejuan's question startled everyone else as well. Qiao Wuzui Half-Mouthful Yellow Soup, was also surprised. "Impressive! We knew there was such a person when we arrived, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye. He managed to fool our eyes. Just what level of cultivation does this kid have?"

The Ye Jianhuang of his Three-Pot Tobacco Pouch said, "Green Flower, did this young man sneak ahead and eat it all by himself?"

Green Water Bow said, "I am just traveling with He Jiaqing. I came here to take the Old Thief's life. I really don't know what He Jiaqing is planning to do."

He was telling the truth; he did indeed meet He Jiaqing on the way.

But the Smiling Face Ghost King Gui Jianchou didn't accept this. "Green Brother, you're wrong. This He Jiaqing has a complicated relationship with you. If I remember correctly, he also has a nickname, 'Benefactor,' and he has some old grudges with the Sage."

Green Water Bow nodded and said, "You're right, He Jiaqing is here to settle old scores. This matter has nothing to do with me."

Gui Jianchou shook his head. "You've got it backwards. He Jiaqing only joined forces with you to deal with Sage Peak because of this old grudge. You two did a lot of things together in Green Water City before, and I know some of those things."

Green Water Bow laughed and said, "Ghost King, your information network is quite impressive. He Jiaqing and I did do some things together, but today's events have absolutely nothing to do with him."

"If you all don't believe me, let me be even clearer: I don't want anything in this house. I just want to see that old hag die here with my own eyes. If you don't trust me, then go ahead and stand in front of me. Is that clear enough?"

Green Water Bow made way for the important figures, who looked at each other, none of them wanting to go first.

Cui Tike shook his head anxiously. Even after living in Pro State for so long, he still couldn't understand some of the Pro State customs.

These people all wanted to kill the sage, but none of them wanted to be the first to do so, nor did they want to let others reap the benefits through pointless waste.

Not only was Cui Tike anxious, Qiao Wuzui was also worried. "If we keep dragging this out, that old man might run away."

Gui Jianchou laughed and said, "Don't worry, everyone. He can't escape. My Ghost Servant are on high alert, and they've even guarded the underground passage. No matter where he goes, that saint will never leave this courtyard."

Qiao Wuzui said, "And don't forget, that old man has the Imperial Jade Seal."

Cui Tike didn't quite understand. Wasn't the Imperial Jade Seal just a seal? Could it also be a magic weapon for escaping?

Mu Yuejuan shook her head and said, "I don't think he would abandon the Imperial Jade Seal to save his life. Think about it, would anyone in this world still recognize him as emperor? If he loses even the Imperial Jade Seal, what will he use to prove his identity from back then?"

Ye Jianhuang said, "I think life is more important than status. This old bastard might actually run away."

Gui Jianchou said, "If he runs away, the Imperial Jade Seal will have to stay here. We still need to discuss who it belongs to."

Qiao Wuzui sneered, "Brother Gui, you've got your eye on the Imperial Jade Seal again? Want to become emperor?"

Cui Tike sighed repeatedly. He felt that DaoLao Ghost was about to come up the mountain, and before that, these important figures seemed unlikely to take any action.

What exactly are they here for?

While the crowd was still arguing, a man walked over from a distance. He was wearing a dark blue plain silk robe, with a Folding Fan at his waist and Folding Fan in his hand. Underneath the fan was a Hundred Butterfly Fragrant Silk Pouch.

This outfit looks distinctive, but I can't quite put my finger on what makes it distinctive.

Looking at his appearance, he had a full forehead, round cheeks, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a square mouth and nose, a clean chin, and a mustache on his upper lip. Judging from his appearance alone, he seemed to be a handsome scholar around forty years old.

But those who know him know that he is far older than forty.

Mu Yuejuan's expression was not good. "Zhou Badou, what brings him here?"

Qiao Wuzui laughed, "Can't he come? Are you upset watching? It's your own fault for being so incompetent, unable to get into someone else's bed!"

Mu Yuejuan rolled her eyes at Qiao Wuzui and said nothing.

Ye Jianhuang said from the side, "He came at the right time. At least he can speak human language, and I can understand him."

Qiao Wuzui nodded and said, "I'll listen to Brother Zhou too."

Gui Jianchou laughed and said, "Inkwell Scholar have come, we really shouldn't say anything more."

This handsome man was none other than Zhou Wencheng, Inkwell Scholar and learning.

Zhou Wencheng looked at everyone and sighed, "I knew it. Even if that Old Thief opened the door..."

You might not even dare to take another step inside.

Mu Yuejuan sneered, "Brother Zhou, your words are eloquent, but you're late. Did you intend to wait for us to go in, fight that Old Thief to the death, and then come and reap the benefits?"

Zhou Wencheng frowned and said, "Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Mu Yuejuan laughed and said, "Who is who? How can you explain that in just a few words? Let's see how Brother Zhou handles this matter first!"

After he finished speaking, Qiao Wuzui, Ye Jianhuang, Gui Jianchou all looked at Zhou Wencheng.

Zhou Wencheng nodded. "Alright, I'll go first, and you can handle the rest. First, take that Old Thief's head. As for how to divide the spoils, we'll discuss that later!"

Qiao Wuzui nodded and said, "As long as Brother Zhou says so, you can choose the good stuff first!"

Zhou Wencheng asked, "Which one is leading the way?"

Song Deke stood upright in front of the door.

As soon as he led everyone through the door, several disciples who had been lying in ambush at the entrance rushed towards Zhou Wencheng.

These disciples had not been disciples for long, less than a year, and they were truly loyal to the Sage.

A disciple thrust his sword toward Zhou Wencheng's chest, and the character "Shatter" suddenly appeared on the blade. It was unclear whether Zhou Wencheng had written it or not; everyone felt that Zhou Wencheng's hand hadn't moved.

The disciple's longsword shattered instantly, and the broken pieces flew towards the disciples, riddling them with holes on the spot.

Several disciples died on the spot, but one disciple was in good physical condition and was not seriously injured. He pulled out an awl from his pocket, wanting to rush up and fight Zhou Wencheng one more time.

Just as the awl was about to pierce Zhou Wencheng's clothes, it suddenly fell to the ground.

The disciple noticed that his hands were smoking.

There was no fire, only smoke. The disciple touched his right hand, and the tender skin immediately cracked, his entire arm turning into smoke and disappearing.

The disciple trembled all over, not knowing what to do.

Ye Jianhuang glanced at him, her expression blank.

The disciple's wound continued to emit smoke, and with a gust of wind, he turned into a wisp of smoke.

The awl that had fallen to the ground was clearly a Spiritual Object. No one bothered to pick it up, except for Pan Dehai, who picked it up and put it in his pocket.

Not wasting things is a virtuous act.

Song Deke, who was walking in front, was so frightened that he wet his pants. He didn't dare to turn around and whispered, "Seniors, heroes, what they did has nothing to do with me. I am just sincerely leading the way for you."

Zhou Wencheng remained silent, while Song Deke grew increasingly frightened as he walked.

Qiao Wuzui laughed and said, "Are you scared out of your wits? Here's some good wine to bolster your courage?"

Mu Yuejuan sneered, "I don't think he's cowardly. He walks so slowly, it's obvious he has weak legs. A'Gui, cut off his legs and have your Ghost Servant carry him."

Gui Jianchou actually went to discuss it with Song Deke: "I think this is a good idea. The leg-cutting was a bit painful."

But you won't have to walk anymore; someone will carry you. All things considered, it's still a win-win situation.

Song Deke quickened his pace and led everyone to the Sage's bedroom. Along the way, they did not see the Sage, but only his disciples surrendering one after another. From the moment these important figures entered the mansion, the disciples' defenses were broken down.

Upon reaching the bedroom door, Song Deke called out, "Master, they're here!"

There was no response from the bedroom, Song Deke said, "Please wait here for a moment while I go and inform them."

Zhou Wencheng laughed. "We've come this far, why bother announcing anything?"

The Ghost Servant scouted ahead, and Zhou Wencheng pushed open the door and led the people straight into the bedroom.

This place is called a bedroom, but it is comparable to a palace, with several layers inside and out. The group searched the place thoroughly but did not see the emperor Imperial Jade Seal.

They had guessed that the sage had fled.

But where is the Imperial Jade Seal?

If a sage wants to escape using the Imperial Jade Seal, he must leave the Imperial Jade Seal behind.

Mu Yuejuan whispered, "Who beat me to it?"

Everyone turned their attention to Lvshui Xie, who remained silent, suggesting that this person could only be He Jiaqing.

Green Water Bow wanted to emphasize that she had nothing to do with He Jiaqing, but it seemed pointless to say it now.

Song Deke said, "Master might not be in the bedroom. Let's look elsewhere."

A group of people searched the mansion from top to bottom, finding hundreds of magical treasures and Spiritual Object, as well as mountains of gold and silver, but they couldn't find the sage or the Imperial Jade Seal.

Green Water Bow said, "Since that Old Thief has escaped, I've come all this way for nothing. You can divide these good things among yourselves. I'll take my leave now."

A cloud of smoke swirled around Green Water Bow, and Ye Jianhuang chuckled, "Trying to leave? Not so easy!"

Green Water Bow touched the pustules on her face. "What, are you trying to make things difficult for me?"

Qiao Wuzui took a swig from the wine jug. "He Jiaqing was brought by you. He took the Imperial Jade Seal. You have to give me an explanation, right?"

"I just happened to meet He Jiaqing on the road. If you want the Imperial Jade Seal, go ask He Jiaqing for it." Green Water Bow took a step forward, but two Ghost Servant blocked his way.

Gui Jianchou said, "It's not too late to leave after we've explained everything clearly."

Cui Tike, who was trailing behind, was almost asleep, but suddenly he perked up.

The sage didn't catch any, but there are still fish here!

Based on their strength alone, if these figures were to make a move, Green Water Bow would undoubtedly die. Cui Tike didn't want anything else; he only hoped to leave his ancestor with a complete corpse.

Mu Yuejuan didn't give Green Water Bow a chance to speak again; a Spring Picture appeared out of thin air before Green Water Bow's eyes.

Spring Picture are not paintings of spring, but precious scrolls that record the important process of human reproduction and life.

The painting depicts a man and two women. After viewing it, Green Water Bow's body began to burst uncontrollably, with pus splattering everywhere.

Ye Jianhuang filled a pipe with tobacco, took a puff, and the smoke swirled around Green Water Bow. All the pus turned into dust in the smoke and fell to the ground.

Qiao Wuzui let out a hiccup, and the strong smell of alcohol hit Green Water Bow, making him feel dizzy.

Ghost Servant attacked from all directions, wielding weapons to besiege Green Water Bow. Green Water Bow was unable to defend himself and was covered in wounds in an instant.

Cui Tike sighed inwardly. These four people were all stronger than Green Water Bow, yet they still disregarded their status and ganged up on him.

What should we do?

Cui Tike is worried about his Grandmaster!

It's probably impossible to preserve the body intact; if all else fails, we'll just pick it up from the ground, as much as we can.

Seeing that Green Water Bow was being driven into a corner, cries rang out from outside the mansion.

"Oops!"

The DaoLao Ghost has arrived.

Perhaps because he had spent so much time with DaoLao Ghost, Cui Tike thought that DaoLao Ghost wasn't that scary. Even after drinking his potion and becoming extremely agitated, DaoLao Ghost wasn't that frightening. These important figures must have ways to deal with DaoLao Ghost.

But what happened next was completely beyond Cui Tike's expectations.

Among these people Zhou Wencheng, the Inkwell Scholar, had the highest cultivation level and the highest reputation.

He quickly divided the dozens of Spiritual Object on the ground into several portions, one for himself, one for each of the other four important figures, one for Pan Dehai, and even two for Cui Tike who was following behind.

After distributing the magical treasures, the Inkwell Scholar casually wrote two characters for "fly," which carried him away on the wind.

Ye Jianhuang smoked his pipe, exhaled a puff of smoke, and when the smoke dissipated, he had vanished.

The others were stunned for a moment. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Green Water Bow entered the unknown place and disappeared.

Mu Yuejuan sneered, "That Old Thief ran away, and Green Flower ran away too. I told you, including Zhou Badou, none of you are any good."

A landscape painting flashed in mid-air. Mu Yuejuan was about to leave when Pan Dehai said with a smile, "Senior Mu..."

"Please give this old man a ride."

Mu Yuejuan frowned and said, "Why should I take you? Who do you think you are? Don't you have the ability to come down the mountain yourself?"

Pan Dehai wasn't angry. "I may have the ability to go down the mountain, but I'm always worried that something might happen."

The matter of the Imperial Jade Seal has not yet been fully investigated, and he does not want to be implicated in it.

Mu Yuejuan smiled and said, "Sure, call me Grandma and I'll give you a ride."

Pan Dehai smiled and said, "My dear grandmother, I am your grandson, please take me with you."

Mu Yuejuan waved her hand, and Pan Dehai followed her into the painting.

Gui Jianchou also left under the escort of the Ghost Servant. Qiao Wuzui looked at Cui Tike and asked, "Foreign devil, are you Green Flower's disciple?"

Cui Tike nodded.

"Where does Green Flower usually hide her good stuff? Tell me the truth, and I'll take you down the mountain."

Cui Tike knew in his heart that if he didn't say something, Qiao Wuzui would kill him on the spot.

He paused for a moment and then said, "Senior, I can't go down the mountain anymore. I've become one of them."

Qiao Wuzui asked, puzzled, "What do you mean? What do you mean by 'a member'—?"

Cui Tike's cheeks swelled rapidly, his features became blurred and distorted, and he soon looked exactly like DaoLao Ghost.

Qiao Wuzui didn't ask any more questions. He took a sip of wine and walked straight down the mountain. The strong smell of alcohol emanating from him made the surrounding DaoLao Ghost) dare not approach easily.

They've all left. What will happen to Song Deke? What will happen to Du Xiangwen? What will happen to those disciples who surrendered?

Nobody cares what they should do.

Only Cui Tike was still in the mood to see their final result.

More than 30 disciples, more than 500 servants, and more than 100 women who cultivated with the saint were all reduced to minced meat or turned into DaoLao Ghost amidst the rising and falling screams.

Sage Peak was completely ravaged by bloodshed, not only by humans, but also by birds and beasts.

The bloodthirsty DaoLao Ghost quickly reached the foot of the mountain and arrived at Huaien Village, the closest village to Sage Peak.

Cui Tike had been to this village before. It was a large village, and he remembered that there were more than 500 people in it.

There were fewer people in the village today. Cui Tike mingled among the DaoLao Ghost and walked around the village. He estimated that there were only two or three hundred people left.

Two or three hundred people were gathered in the center of the village, listening to an old man give a lecture.

"The root of heaven and earth begins with the heart of the sage."

The changes of heaven and earth begin with the thoughts of sages.

The essence of heaven and earth begins with the virtue of the sage.

The origin of heaven and earth began with the aspiration of the sage.

He would read a sentence, and the people below would repeat it, repeating the same four sentences over and over again.

More and more DaoLao Ghost surrounded them, their roars deafening.

The DaoLao Ghost's voice became, the louder the old man's voice became, and the louder the reader's voice became.

They stood side by side, looking fearlessly at the surrounding DaoLao Ghost, trying to drive away these aliens with the teachings of the saint and their own beliefs.

DaoLao Ghost circled around the group for a long time. Cui Tike was curious whether the four sentences they were chanting had any special power.

The old man leading the reading shouted at DaoLao Ghost, "The changes in heaven and earth begin with the thoughts of sages—"

DaoLao Ghost bit off the old man's neck, and the chanting stopped abruptly.

The villagers' devout and resolute gazes softened considerably in an instant.

DaoLao Ghost watched them not out of fear, but out of curiosity; to DaoLao Ghost, these people seemed to have a certain spectacle.

They're tired of seeing it now, they don't want to see it anymore, they don't even want to turn these people into DaoLao Ghost.

They just wanted to fill their empty stomachs.

Looking at the scene before him, and listening to the screams and the sounds of tearing, Cui Tike would fall into thought.

If one day in the future, if the goal is to eradicate all of humanity, DaoLao Ghost might be a good option.

However, DaoLao Ghost was constrained by Knife Ghost Ridge, which limited him considerably.

His thoughts suddenly stopped when someone tugged at his clothes from behind.

When Cui Tike turned around, he saw a female DaoLao Ghost swaying her hips behind him.

I just finished eating and I'm already craving this...

Cui Tike sighed: If these unambitious creatures were allowed to rule the world...

How much better can they be than humans?

Let's see how they perform in the next village.

Li Banfeng led more than 10,000 people to Carefree Plains.

In order to bring these more than 10,000 people out, Li Banfeng used more than sixty clones to run through every corner of Bastard Slope. Those who could be brought out could be saved, and Li Banfeng didn't have time to waste on those who couldn't be saved.

More than 10,000 people may sound ordinary, but once you experience it, you'll realize how astonishing that number is.

Walking in the middle of the line, you can't see the beginning or the end at all.

Dozens of vehicles followed behind the convoy to transport grain. It was thought that this grain would last for a while, but after three whole days of walking, there was basically nothing left.

What should we do next?

Li Banfeng took out a map, a gift from Prince Chun, which showed the roads leading to various places.

If it were Li Banfeng on his own, he could go wherever he wanted; not even boundaries could stop him.

If you bring along dozens of people with cultivation, although the journey will be slower, the difficulty won't be too great.

However, it won't be easy to travel with more than 10,000 people who have little cultivation. There are many places to go in Carefree Plains, but you have to pass through a new area. How can these people make it through the new area?

Mi ding ding!

While Li Banfeng was deep in thought, a man approached him, shaking Pellet Drum: "Brother, where do you want to go? I'll take you there."

Li Banfeng smiled and asked, "Brother Lang, where's your truck?"

The Peddler lowered his voice and said, "I won't push the cart anymore; it wouldn't be good if someone recognized me."

"What are you afraid of? You saved their lives, don't you want to leave a good reputation among them?"

The Peddler chuckled and said, "What good reputation can I possibly have with them? I'll be lucky if they don't curse me from now on."

In the entire Pro State, you and I are probably the only ones who still feel sorry for these bastards.

In Green Water City, Wan Jinxian had just come out of his mansion when he saw a beggar standing at the door.

Without hesitation, Lao Wan knelt down on the ground with a thud.

Green Flower laughed, "Sir, why are you kneeling before a beggar like me?"

Wan Jinxian kowtowed repeatedly, saying, "Disciple greets the Grandmaster!"

Green Water Bow said, "How could I possibly accept that? Aren't you a member of the Hand and Foot Alliance?"

Wan Jinxian waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "I am only hypocritical with others, but I am truly sincere with our Grandmaster!"

Green Water Bow nodded and said, "Alright, I'll trust you one more time. Call He Jiaqing to see me immediately."

Wan Puxian didn't dare to hesitate and quickly tried to contact He Jiaqing, but he couldn't reach him no matter what he did.

"Grandmaster, I'm not lying. I haven't been able to contact He Jiaqing for several days."

Green Water Bow looked at Wan Jinxian and smiled slightly, "Perhaps two disciples are really a bit too many for our Daoist sect."

In Medicine King Gully, Qiu Zhiheng entered Lu Family Bookstore, intending to buy some newspapers, but his attention was drawn to a landscape painting on the wall.

"Boss Lu, was this painting done by Mu Yuejuan?"

Boss Lu nodded repeatedly. "Boss Qiu has a good eye. This is an authentic work by Mu Yuejuan. A friend sold it to me."

Qiu Zhiheng exclaimed, "Among Mu Yuejuan's paintings, this one is considered top-notch. Boss Lu, are you considering making a purchase?"

Boss Lu smiled and said, "Boss Qiu, you should know that there are certain rules about buying Mu Yuejuan's paintings. Aren't you afraid your wife will blame you?"

Qiu Zhiheng did not explain that he wanted the painting not for a secret rendezvous with Mu Yuejuan, but for some other purpose.

Boss Lu sighed, "Mr. Qiu, it's not that I'm trying to be disrespectful, but this painting has already been reserved. I've already received the deposit. If I come across something like this again, I'll let you know first."

Qiu Zhiheng didn't ask any more questions, bought a newspaper, and left the bookstore.

It was getting late, so Boss Lu closed up shop.

By candlelight, he was tidying up his books when the scroll on the wall trembled, and Mu Yuejuan, Hundred Flowers Danqing, stepped out of the painting.

She stood beside Boss Lu and smiled slightly, "Was my performance convincing?"

As Boss Lu was tidying up the bookshelves, he said without looking to the side, "Miss Mu has worked hard. On the top of the third bookshelf, there is a thank-you gift that I prepared for you."

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Mu Yuejuan went to the third row of bookshelves and took a package off the shelf.

The package contained eleven magical treasures. Before leaving the Sage Mansion, Zhou Wencheng, the Inkwell Scholar, divided the treasures into several portions. These eleven were the portion that Zhou Wencheng kept for himself, and they were also the best quality portion.

Mu Yuejuan accepted the eleven magical treasures and said to Boss Lu, "There's one more thing I'd like to ask: did you obtain the Imperial Jade Seal, or the Old Thief's head, or both?"

Boss Lu arranged the books and smiled at Mu Yuejuan, "Miss, our shop is closed. If you want to buy books, please come back tomorrow."

Mu Yuejuan frowned slightly, but said nothing. She leaped back into the painting, and the entire scroll disappeared.

Luo ZhengNan returned to Green Water City and, at the original site of the Jiang Xiang Gang's headquarters, invited several old friends to discuss their next move.

The Jiang Xiang Gang's various branches had been almost completely wiped out, but unexpectedly, a band of mountain bandits emerged in Green Water Bay.

The main members were actually remnants of Jiang Xiang Gang.

Trying to revive itself by changing its signboard?

Luo ZhengNan couldn't tolerate this. He and some old friends devised a plan to wipe out the bandits this month.

After finishing their business, the group chatted for a while. One of them, needing to urinate and unfamiliar with the Jiang Xiang Gang's headquarters, decided to...

Unable to find a toilet immediately, I ran to the artificial hill to relieve myself.

He wasn't sure if he'd misheard, but he felt like there was some movement under the artificial hill.

He hadn't misheard; there was indeed movement under the artificial hill. The secret room under the artificial hill was extremely soundproof; even Li Banfeng couldn't hear the sound when he used the Thread-Pulling Earring.

However, this secret room has now been damaged, albeit very slightly.

The emaciated He Jiaqing was currently in a secret room, scraping a brick with his fingernail.

He can escape from the basement if he can just remove this wall tile.

But so far he has only cleared one brick joint, and is still a long way from his goal of removing a whole brick.

He Jiaqing's hands were trembling; he was about to give up.

After resting for a while, he gnawed on his nails and continued scraping the cracks in the brickwork.

P. S.: Hang in there, Jiaqing!