You Won't Be the Last

The captain of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group wore a lecherous expression as he stepped closer to Qing Ye, while Ka Gang found his path blocked by two other members of the group.

Qing Ye held a dagger in one hand and a short sword in the other, showing no fear as she shielded Ling'er behind her, her eyes locked onto the captain approaching her.

Just as the two sides were about to erupt into battle, a voice rang out.

"Is this a wild boar preparing to offer itself to a cabbage? What a waste of heaven's gifts."

What wild boar, what cabbage—the people below didn't understand the meaning at all, but it was clearly not a compliment.

The captain of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group, in particular, had been looking forward to some fun, and having his mood ruined by someone at this moment filled his face with rage. He couldn't spot the speaker, so he roared out in a mix of vigilance and fury.

"Who? Who is it? Get out here, you coward!"

The surroundings fell into a deathly silence; there was no response at all.

Ling'er was a little frightened, her hand gripping the corner of Qing Ye's clothes tightly. Qing Ye's eyes darted around, trying to locate the source of the voice, sensing that the newcomer was no simple person—perhaps this was their chance.

She remained vigilant, keeping her focus on the captain of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group, for in her eyes, he was the true threat.

As if someone were playing a prank, no one appeared for a long time. The captain cursed and swore for a while before his lecherous desires reignited.

Just as the captain moved to close the distance to Qing Ye again, a cold flash of light streaked by.

The captain instinctively clutched his throat, blood seeping between his fingers. He mumbled something unintelligible before his body collapsed to the ground with a thud, his breath gone.

While everyone stood in shock, a man stood behind the fallen captain, his long sword in hand. Everyone gasped at the sudden appearance.

Seeing their captain killed, the other members of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group retreated instinctively, while Qing Ye's eyes filled with astonishment as she looked at the suddenly appeared Li Xingluo.

"Was it you who spoke just now?"

A bolder member of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group asked tentatively.

The moment Li Xingluo raised his head, the members of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group who had participated in the previous encirclement of Li Xingluo were instantly stunned.

"You, you are Li Xingluo!"

That mercenary was so terrified his soul nearly left his body, his entire frame trembling.

Those who didn't recognize Li Xingluo were equally startled by his sudden appearance.

"You, you aren't dead?"

"That's right, I'm not dead. So, have you prepared yourselves for death?"

Before the last word had even left Li Xingluo's lips, he had already moved. Only a blur of shadows flashed by, and seven or eight members of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

The member who had recognized Li Xingluo now felt a cold, blood-stained long sword pressed against his neck.

With a "clatter," the blade in his hand dropped to the ground, and a stench of urine filled the air.

"No, impossible. I saw you jump off the cliff with my own eyes."

The mercenary's face turned deathly pale, his speech stuttering and incoherent.

"Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

The mercenary couldn't believe his ears when he heard this.

After confirming it multiple times, he realized it was true and immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy in terror.

"I want to live!"

"Good, I'll give you a chance."

"What chance?"

"I want to know the current location of your Young Leader."

"This..." The mercenary naturally understood what Li Xingluo was asking.

He hesitated, stalling, so Li Xingluo decided on a method to make him speak faster.

The long sword pressed closer to his neck; the heavy scent of blood combined with the chilling aura of the Wind Spirit Split-Form Sword made the mercenary kowtow and apologize immediately.

"It's, it's at the camp thirty miles to the east."

"Very good!"

Hearing this, the mercenary felt as if he had been granted a reprieve. He continued to kowtow while thanking him, but he spoke too soon; the sword sliced across his throat, and a spray of blood erupted. Even in death, he did not understand why it had ended this way.

Li Xingluo didn't even glance at the corpse on the ground. He sheathed his sword and turned to leave.

"Um, thank you for the rescue." Qing Ye wanted to step forward to thank Li Xingluo.

But with a single leap, Li Xingluo was already ten meters away. He simply waved at them, signaling that no thanks were needed.

Ka Gang couldn't help but watch Li Xingluo's retreating back.

"Is that really Li Xingluo?"

"It must be him. I didn't expect him to be so young, and I certainly didn't expect his strength to be this terrifying."

"He's so handsome!" Ling'er, acting the infatuated girl, said with a shy face, causing Qing Ye to shake her head helplessly.

Following the information given by the mercenary before his death, Li Xingluo soon found Mu Li's camp.

The camp flew the banner of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group. After observing for a while, he saw no sign of Mu Li; it seemed he was out hunting.

Li Xingluo disposed of the few members of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group guarding the camp and tidied everything up; having once been a member of the mercenary group himself, Li Xingluo was intimately familiar with the routine.

He waited until dusk, when Mu Li finally returned with his men, and Li Xingluo kept his head bowed at the camp entrance to welcome him.

Mu Li did not notice anything amiss; the fire had been lit early, and three men were busy adding firewood, making it impossible to tell that they were actually already dead.

"Has the Third Squad returned?"

Mu Li asked Li Xingluo as he stepped through the camp gate.

Li Xingluo kept his head bowed and did not answer, which made Mu Li somewhat angry.

"I asked you a question—are you deaf or dumb?"

Mu Li walked toward Li Xingluo while cursing, a strange smile appearing at the corner of Li Xingluo's mouth.

Just as Mu Li was a single step away, the sound of skin being pierced rang out, and a wave of pain surged through his entire body.

Mu Li let out a miserable shriek, staring in disbelief at Li Xingluo, who was wearing a bamboo hat.

The Wind Spirit Split-Form Sword had run clean through Mu Li's body, and Li Xingluo slowly removed his hat, revealing a sinister expression.

As if he had seen a ghost, Mu Li's eyes widened, and he could only manage to choke out, "No, impossible, you're already dead. Are you man or ghost?"

Li Xingluo twisted the Wind Spirit Split-Form Sword, deepening the agony and causing Mu Li's screams to grow even louder.

"I only know that you are about to become a ghost yourself; don't worry, it won't hurt."

Li Xingluo struck out with a palm, sending Mu Li's entire body flying; he coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground, his breath already gone.

The dozen or so members of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group who had returned with him saw that Mu Li had been killed, and that the killer was none other than Li Xingluo, a man who had long been "dead."

"The Young Leader is dead!" Someone finally snapped out of their shock and shouted, causing the others to follow suit.

But it was too late; Li Xingluo's figure wove continuously through their ranks, and in less than a moment, there was only one living person left in the entire camp: Li Xingluo.

Glancing at Mu Li's face, which was filled with fear and resentment, his eyes wide open in death, Li Xingluo looted their belongings and deliberately left his own name behind.

The next day, Mu Li's corpse was discovered by a patrol of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group and brought back to headquarters.

The moment Mu She saw Mu Li's body, he let out a roar of uncontrollable rage.

He also learned that the person who killed his son was Li Xingluo, the man who had died long ago.

Mu She gave orders that every member of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group who was a five-star Dou Practitioner or higher was to enter the Magical Beast Mountain Range to hunt for Li Xingluo.

The second and third commanders personally led men into the Magical Beast Mountain Range, and in an instant, the entire Wolf Head Mercenary Group dropped all their work, focused solely on finding Li Xingluo to exact their revenge.