Become Immortal

Dead silence.

The atmosphere in the hall was more silent than ever.

Whether they were members of the Jin Family or personnel from Xuan Moon Security, everyone stared in terror at the figure who had burst through the window. Not a soul dared breathe.

The Jin Family members, especially.

Remembering how ruthless this assailant was, unprecedented terror seeped into their hearts. A chill shot straight to their crowns, as if it would tear their skulls open.

Those with weaker nerves were so frightened that they fainted on the spot.

"Run!"

Someone suddenly shouted. The Jin Family members jolted, then snapped out of it.

The next moment, they scattered in every direction.

And their panicked flight marked the beginning of Li ChunJun's killing spree.

Compared with his previous visit to the Jin Family villa at Hengguang Garden, he killed far more efficiently this time.

Moreover, thanks to the people from Xuan Moon Security reinforcing the defenses of the estate's main building, some people couldn't even jump from the second- or third-floor windows.

There were only two exits.

One was the main gate.

Li ChunJun had jammed it shut from the outside with steel bars.

The other...

Was the window he had forced open by smashing through the steel railing with Sharp Sword.

"Minister Shang! Quick! Get him!"

Jin Guanghua shrieked as he backed away.

Although Minister Shang had sensed something was terribly wrong when Minister Lu failed to return, things had come to this. Gritting his teeth, he still rallied the other Xuan Moon Security personnel into formation and advanced.

"Stop, Li ChunJun! How long are you going to keep killing? Give people a way out when you can..."

"You want to kill the Jin Family members? Then you'll have to step over your corpses?"

Li ChunJun asked.

Minister Shang's scalp prickled, but he still said, "The real culprits, Jin Guangming's family, have already received the punishment they deserve. But the other members of the Jin Family are innocent. They—"

"Whoosh!"

Swordlight tore through the air!

Before Minister Shang could finish, a sword so fast it beggared belief came howling toward him.

Like lightning splitting the sky, it stabbed toward him in an instant.

It was far too fast for him to react.

Driven by his instinct to survive, he immediately sprang backward.

"In that case, I'll grant your wish!"

Blood sprayed through the air.

The two Xuan Moon Security members revealed by his retreat were instantly pierced through the throat.

"Stop! Grant us what!? I didn't say anything..."

The swordlight swept around again!

The icy blade slashed through another man's throat, taking a spray of crimson blood with it.

Then, at an unbelievable speed, it shot straight forward and pierced Minister Shang between the brows.

"Thk!"

All the promises he had made to the Jin Family dissolved in that instant, flowing away like water and vanishing like smoke.

He thrust, then withdrew his sword!

Without the slightest pause, the blade slashed toward its next target.

"Ah! I'll fight you—"

Someone couldn't bear the terrifying pressure any longer and screamed in despair.

But before the shout could even escape, the blade had severed his neck, choking it off in his throat.

At the same time, Li ChunJun slipped away from another Unity martial master's attack with an easy, unhurried step. The sword in his hand was like a melody of death, playing the final refrain of one life after another as it swept past the Xuan Moon Security personnel.

Whether they were Internal Strengthening field operatives,

External Refinement fighters, or ordinary office staff,

it made no difference beneath Li ChunJun's sword.

His swordsmanship looked like the Nine Heavens Thunderclap Sword Art, but it was even more efficient.

Far more efficient at killing!

Every swing sent blood flying.

Every time he drew his sword, another life ended.

The elite forces of the powerful Xuan Province Security Company were no more than lambs waiting for the slaughter beneath his blade, utterly incapable of fighting back.

A massacre like the one at the Jin Family Courtyard a week ago began all over again in this estate.

The Jin Family members being hunted screamed and begged. Some even wept bitterly, pleading only for him to spare them and show mercy.

But...

Li ChunJun didn't even blink.

Nor did the sword in his hand ever pause.

Begging!?

When they had bullied ordinary people without restraint and driven them into desperate straits, had they cared about those people's desperate pleas?

No!

Leave no survivors. Give them no way out!

If they could do it, then so could he!

Three, six, twelve, twenty-four...

Li ChunJun swung his sword mechanically, again and again, without end!

Whoever they were!

If they were members of the Jin Family, he didn't hesitate for even an instant.

The sword had gone dull?

He grabbed another and kept going!

He killed his way from the ground floor to the upper floors, then back down again, swinging his sword time after time!

Until...

Not a single person in the three-story main building remained standing.

He stood in the middle of the house, looking at the bodies scattered across the floor.

Crimson blood splattered every corner of the walls, a sight so horrifying it seared itself into the eyes.

And Li ChunJun...

He was panting.

Was he tired from killing?

No!

This panting wasn't physical exhaustion. It was the aftereffect of some emotion burning fiercely in his heart.

Though his face had remained cold and numb throughout,

no one knew what emotions stirred in the depths of his heart.

Li ChunJun panted for a dozen seconds.

Then...

His breathing gradually settled.

They were all dead.

Every member of the Jin Family in the estate was dead.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands.

Crimson blood covered his palms. It was rank and sticky.

Yet the sword in his grip had remained steady the entire time, without a tremor.

"My hands don't shake anymore."

Li ChunJun murmured.

He remembered it clearly.

Back then, he had gripped a sword for the first time to survive, to get back on his feet, to kill. When he plunged it into her body, his hand...

had shaken so badly.

He had been trembling with fear.

His blood had run cold.

But now, after killing so many people—

More than a hundred at Sword Tasting Hall and the Jin Family Courtyard.

And more than a hundred again at this estate, number six.

He had killed well over two hundred people...

Yet his hand didn't shake at all.

And with every swing, he had killed more and more efficiently.

"Life... is the most dazzling miracle in this world, full of surprises and wonders. Yet it is just as fragile, like a butterfly beaten to the ground by rain, only to be crushed beneath someone's foot..."

Li ChunJun gently rested the sword against his neck, quietly feeling the chill peculiar to metal.

"One slash across the neck. You don't even need to sever the cervical vertebrae. Just cut the major artery, and the blood will spray out on its own, carrying away body heat and draining every last bit of strength..."

He stood there, dazed.

The blade cut through his skin. It hurt a little.

After a long while, he suddenly threw the sword in his hand—the one that had long since gone dull—to the ground.

"Clang!"

Sharp Sword struck the ground with a clear ring.

"There's one more. There's still one more—Jin Zhiya!"

Li ChunJun searched.

Searching for another sharp sword that fit his hand.

"I'll have my revenge!"

Before long, he picked up another sword.

The sharp swords brought by Xuan Province Security Company might not have been as good as the one Han Shan had collected at Sword Tasting Hall, but they would do.

They were better than the million-yuan sword Three Stars Property Management had provided.

He began to finish off the wounded.

One by one, anyone who was still breathing got a final sword thrust to the head.

"No matter who stands in my way, I'll step over their corpse! I'll complete my revenge, and leave not one of them alive!"

When he was done, he washed the blood from his body, changed into clean clothes, and took some money to cover the cost of the broken swords.

He hurled the fine liquor collected in one of the rooms toward several key spots.

Then he set the bloodstained clothes in his hand alight without hesitation and tossed them onto the kindling he had left ready.

"Then..."

In an instant, fierce flames raced through the house.

Turning his back on the fire leaping up behind him, he walked into the night.

"Become immortal!"