Eliminating Future Trouble

At the village entrance, Chen Xuan had barely gone far before he could no longer hold back. He bent over beneath a large tree, his face slightly pale.

He had been hunting for quite some time, but this was still his first time killing people—and he had killed seven in a row. His body reacted instinctively.

Only after a moment did Chen Xuan catch his breath and come back to himself.

Then he quickly headed back along the road he had come from.

A while later, as the sun gradually rose, Chen Xuan finally returned to where they had parted.

Chen Er Shan and Zhang Chunhua were resting.

"You're back."

"Are you all right? Don't run so fast!"

Seeing Chen Xuan's somewhat pale face, Zhang Chunhua did not think much of it and spoke with concern.

"I'm fine, Mother. Second Uncle, get ready. Let's set off!"

Chen Xuan said with a smile. He then placed the bundle he had looted from Chen San Ye's home onto the flatbed cart and continued onward, pulling it behind him.

"Good lad, what exactly are you hauling on that flatbed cart? I tried it just now—it must weigh four or five hundred jin."

Chen Er Shan said with a smile as he drove the donkey cart.

"Some game. I'm planning to sell it in the city."

Chen Xuan replied with a light laugh.

And so the family left amid laughter and conversation.

They traveled for nearly an entire morning.

Only when the sun was high in the sky did they finally stop.

Chen Xuan glanced around at the surroundings, then smiled at Chen Er Shan and Zhang Chunhua.

"Mother, Second Uncle, I'll go up the mountain and hunt something so we can make some food. You rest for a while first!"

"Er Gou, there's no need, is there? We still have some food in the cart. We can just make do with that."

Zhang Chunhua spoke hesitantly.

"It's fine. The food in the cart is too dry. I'll catch something fresh. It won't take long."

Chen Xuan smiled and shook his head.

"Then... all right!"

"Be careful!"

Although Zhang Chunhua was somewhat worried, over the past few months she had developed the habit of listening to Chen Xuan in everything.

Though she felt it was unnecessary this time, since her son wanted to go, she did not refuse him.

"Don't worry, Mother. I'll be back within half an hour at most."

Chen Xuan answered with a smile, then headed straight up the mountain with bow and arrow in hand.

But neither Chen Er Shan nor Zhang Chunhua noticed the cold gleam spreading through Chen Xuan's eyes at that moment.

Objective: Eliminate the dangers involved in traveling to Green Mountain City (Pending Confirmation)

Setup complete

"Loading!"

"Loading successful!"

"Route One: Go to Chen San Ye's home and eliminate Chen San Ye."

"Route Two: Thirty kilometers from Small River Village toward Green Mountain City lies a mountain called Clear Wind Mountain. On it stands a stronghold called Clear Wind Stronghold, founded by Chen San Ye's eldest son. It is how Chen San Ye controls the routes from four or five villages, including Small River Village, to the outside world. Your departure will inevitably alert Chen San Ye, and Chen Chuan will certainly send people to attack. Go to Clear Wind Stronghold and eliminate the twenty-five bandits there!"

The words appeared.

With a Conceptual Ability that was nearly omniscient, Chen Xuan naturally could not refrain from trying every possibility.

For such a major matter as going to Green Mountain City, he had repeatedly activated the Conceptual Ability countless times, practically incorporating every possible scenario into it.

Chen San Ye was one such possibility.

The dangers along the road were another.

The main reason he had gone back to shoot Chen San Ye's family was that, through the setup, Chen Xuan had already discovered Chen San Ye's actions.

And this place before him was undoubtedly his second problem.

Since he had acted, Chen Xuan naturally had no intention of leaving trouble behind for himself.

He had no way to deal with Chen San Ye's younger son for the moment; that would have to wait until he entered the city. But as for the eldest son before him, he naturally had to send him off in one wave as well.

He had already prepared himself for this when he acted against Chen San Ye.

His figure stepped over the fallen leaves and gradually climbed upward.

With the Conceptual Ability, finding the so-called Clear Wind Stronghold was naturally not much of a difficulty.

Very soon, Chen Xuan saw the somewhat dilapidated mountain stronghold halfway up the mountain.

The Mountain Stronghold was not large. Even from below, it seemed to cover only five or six mu, enclosed merely by simple wooden fencing. Scattered figures moved about within it.

"Twenty-five people."

Chen Xuan murmured, keeping the number in mind.

Then he strode toward the Mountain Stronghold.

"Who goes there?"

As soon as Chen Xuan appeared, the patrolling figures in the Mountain Stronghold noticed someone approaching, and someone immediately shouted.

But what greeted them was—

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Arrows tore through the air one after another, instantly piercing through the heads of the figures who had called out within the Mountain Stronghold.

The sight left everyone dumbfounded.

But the arrows did not stop. Among the remaining men, three more had their heads, throats, and chests pierced by arrows.

Only then did the survivors finally react and hurriedly moved to ring the bronze bell.

Yet before he could even begin, an arrow had already appeared in his forehead.

His body fell straight backward.

Chen Xuan stepped forward and slowly entered the Mountain Stronghold.

With his right hand, he picked up a stone and hurled it directly at the bronze bell.

Bang!

A piercing sound rang out.

In an instant, the entire Mountain Stronghold erupted into commotion.

"Who is it?"

"What happened?"

"Which little bastard rang the bell?"

Curses rose up as figures poured out in a dark mass.

Chen Xuan did not hesitate in the slightest. He drew his bow and nocked arrows, sending arrow after arrow screaming through the air.

His archery, already at great mastery, meant he did not need to aim at all. With every arrow, a bandit instantly fell.

"The twelfth."

He murmured as an arrow shot forth, and a figure in the distance dropped to the ground.

By then, quite a few corpses already lay around him.

The remaining bandits, who had still been cursing just moments ago, finally noticed that something was wrong. At a glance, their eyes widened and their legs began to tremble.

"Y-you... who are you?"

One bandit asked in terror.

Other bandits turned to flee.

But no matter what they chose, only an arrow awaited them.

"The thirteenth, fourteenth!"

"Fifteenth!"

Like a demon whispering softly, Chen Xuan's voice sent the bandits' souls flying from their bodies in terror.

Many of them even sprawled flat on the ground.

"Spare us, hero! Spare us, hero!"

As their legs trembled, foul-smelling liquid streamed out.

But the result was the same.

Pfft!

Figures collapsed one after another as Chen Xuan's soft murmuring continued.

"The eighteenth!"

"Seven left!"

As he continued murmuring, Chen Xuan's gaze turned toward the wooden houses ahead.

At that moment, movement had also arisen in the wooden houses due to the huge commotion, and several poorly dressed figures staggered out.

But the first few figures had barely appeared—

Pfft!

Several arrows instantly passed through their brows.

"The twenty-fourth!"

"One left!"

Chen Xuan spoke slowly, his gaze settling on the final figure.

It was a noticeably larger man, bare from the waist up, with only a pair of loose underpants below.

The instant he appeared, he hurriedly prostrated himself on the ground.

"Spare me, hero!"

"Hero, whatever you want, I'll give it to you!"

"My younger brother is with Fierce Mountain Hall, and he is valued by the Vice Hall Master! Anything is possible!"

Chen Chuan hurriedly said.

From the corner of his eye, he had seen that several brothers who had been with him just moments ago were already dead beyond death, while bodies lay scattered all around. He was no fool; naturally, he understood what had happened.

Cold sweat kept pouring from him as his thoughts raced without stop.

In his heart, he desperately hoped his younger brother's name could frighten the other party.

Thanks to Hun Shou for the one hundred reward. Thank you for your support!