Beast Creation Technique

Tang Wanxin walked in slowly from outside the small door, looking at the demon python in the courtyard that had already been burned to charcoal, her eyes filled with disbelief. She said, "Father! Father!"

"You killed it."

"Don't you know how much effort I spent raising Father to this size?"

"It was I who fed it drop by drop with fresh human blood."

"It's my most successful creation!"

"But you destroyed it!"

Jiang Yun looked at Tang Wanxin, who had entered the courtyard with a gradually frenzied look in her eyes. He frowned, thinking, How is this woman speaking more and more erratically?

Xu Xiaogang beside him whispered, "Do you still have that black powder from before? Give me a hit, and I'll spit fire to kill this demoness."

Jiang Yun glanced at Xu Xiaogang and said in a deep voice, "You're addicted? It's all gone, I gave you the last bit."

Hearing this, Xu Xiaogang couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"No matter who you are, you will all die here!"

After Tang Wanxin finished speaking, she actually turned and ran into the small door, disappearing.

"Huh? She ran?" Jiang Yun watched her leave after uttering a harsh threat and felt a sense of strangeness and unease rise in his heart.

"Quick, climb over the wall."

Xu Xiaogang easily scaled the wall and pulled Jiang Yun and Qian Bochou up. He scanned his surroundings.

They were now inside a large mansion with three courtyards.

As they landed after climbing over the wall, firelight flared up on both sides.

The servants in the mansion, holding torches, sickles, hoes, and kitchen knives.

About thirty to forty people surrounded the three of them, their eyes filled with ferocity, as if they had received orders.

Qian Bochou saw this and asked in a low voice, "Who are these people?"

"Ordinary people," Xu Xiaogang said with his hands behind his back.

When Qian Bochou heard they were ordinary people, his chest puffed out, and his manly vigor returned. He stepped forward and roared, "What do you think you're doing? Trying to rebel? I am Qian Bochou, the constable of Nanzhou Prefecture!"

As expected, when these people heard Qian Bochou's identity, a hint of fear appeared in their eyes.

Qian Bochou cursed, "Do you know the crime of attacking an official? Even if you had a few more heads, they wouldn't be enough to lose!"

"The Tang manor is colluding with evil people. If you lay down your weapons, this has nothing to do with you."

Although the many servants feared Qian Bochou's identity, someone still said, "Miss Tang is not an evil person. She is the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva. Without her, we would have starved to death long ago."

Qian Bochou heard this and cursed, "She's not an evil person? Are you all crazy?"

"Miss Tang didn't harm our lives."

"If Miss Tang hadn't given us grain, my family and I wouldn't have survived last year's harsh winter."

"Even if Miss Tang is an evil person, so what? Where were you officials when we were starving?"

"You officials don't care about our lives or deaths."

"Kill them."

These people kept shouting loudly, their eyes turning wild.

Then, they rushed towards the three with torches and weapons, swinging the weapons in their hands.

The once imposing Qian Bochou also ran back and hid behind Xu Xiaogang with Jiang Yun.

Xu Xiaogang's skills were such that even without weapons, they couldn't get close. Before they could even approach, their weapons were kicked flying by a single kick.

One kick from Xu Xiaogang was enough to knock them out cold.

More than ten of the forty-odd servants quickly fell to the ground.

Gradually, they calmed down a bit, no longer daring to approach rashly.

"A bunch of idiots," Qian Bochou said coldly. "Being tricked and still counting the money for them."

Jiang Yun, however, saw through it and said, "You think they genuinely don't know what Miss Tang is up to?"

"You don't actually think Tang Wanxin personally catches people every time, do you?"

Xu Xiaogang turned his head and looked at Jiang Yun, asking, "How should we deal with these people?"

Jiang Yun shook his head and said in a deep voice, "We can't bother with them for now. Let's find Tang Wanxin quickly."

"Tang Wanxin knows very well that this group can't deal with us; they're just stalling for time for her."

Just then, Tang Wanxin, holding a torch, had already reached the door of a room that was completely sealed.

This room had no windows built and was constructed from bluestone.

The only entrance was a black iron door. Tang Wanxin walked up and pushed the iron door open with force.

A foul stench immediately assailed them.

Tang Wanxin, however, did not dislike it. She stepped inside with light feet.

Inside, many wooden chairs were arranged. As the torches flickered, several figures sat on the wooden chairs.

"Little brother, older sister, uncle, elder uncles, my father has been murdered."

As she spoke, she slowly approached the nearest figure and said faintly, "Little brother, my dear little brother, father has been murdered."

"We must avenge him."

The brother she spoke of was a boy of eight or nine, but his skin had already been completely peeled off by her.

Instead, monkey skin was pasted onto his body and then sewn on.

Afterward, Tang Wanxin's gaze shifted to the man beside him.

This person's head had been chopped off and replaced with a dog's head, sewn on. He looked like a half-man, half-dog monster.

The entire room was filled with such strange and bizarre things.

Tang Wanxin walked to the center of the room, where a gray wooden box was placed. She bent down, opened it, and took out a bronze bell.

She gently shook the bell, and all the 'people' in the room suddenly opened their eyes.

"Kill! Kill everyone you see, leave no one alive!"

Tang Wanxin placed the bell back in the wooden box and quickly ran out of the room. She took a deep breath, knowing clearly that no matter what, the Tang Manor could no longer be kept.

Soon, she disappeared into the Tang Manor.

Jiang Yun, Xu Xiaogang, and Qian Bochou were confronting many servants when suddenly, Jiang Yun heard a strange bell ringing in his ear.

"Not good." Jiang Yun's expression changed. At the same time, footsteps sounded from above the eaves on both sides of the alley.

He looked up and saw strange 'people' on the left and right sides.

"What are these people doing?" Qian Bochou sensed something was wrong and instinctively moved closer to Jiang Yun, asking in a deep voice.

"Beast Creation Technique," Jiang Yun narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

Jiang Yun hadn't expected Tang Wanxin to use the Beast Creation Technique to create so many evil creatures.

Roughly counting, there were probably twenty of them.

Jiang Yun took a deep breath and said to Xu Xiaogang, "You can hear the bell, right?"

Xu Xiaogang's ears twitched, and he nodded, "Of course."

Jiang Yun vigilantly watched the monsters on both sides and said in a deep voice, "These evil creatures are awakened by the bell. Destroy the bell, and these things will fall into slumber."

"We need to destroy that bell as quickly as possible."

As his voice fell, the 'people' on the eaves jumped down.

However, their target was not just the three of them; all the servants were also included.

A child sewn with monkey skin jumped down, opened its mouth, and bit towards a servant's neck with its sharp teeth.

Instantly, blood sprayed out.

"Fighting like dogs, they're not even sparing their own people," Qian Bochou couldn't help but say.

Jiang Yun grabbed his hand, "These beast-people don't distinguish between friend and foe; they kill anyone they see. Stop talking nonsense and keep up!"

The three of them quickly rushed in the direction of the bell's sound.