I Have Inner Demons

"Ah!"

"My leg, my leg is broken..."

"Where is my second brother? Why is he gone? Has anyone seen my second brother?"

A chorus of agonizing wails and screams filled the street, which had turned into a veritable slaughterhouse.

Li Jinshui had already swapped in a fresh battery and was once again cutting a path through the crowd.

The number of martial artists from these gangs was ultimately too small. Aside from the four gang leaders who were First-rate Martial Artist, the remaining dozens were mostly second or third-rate fodder, while the rest of the common gang members were at best experienced in street brawls.

Li Jinshui had burned through the power of several batteries, and his own internal energy was more than half depleted, but he had stubbornly slaughtered most of the dozens of second and third-rate martial artists charging at the front. With the leader of the Venom Snake Gang also dead on the spot, terror began to spread through the crowd.

Those at the front dared not make a sound; relying on years of experience in street skirmishes to survive, they were stealthily retreating.

The common gang members on the periphery, still unaware of the situation, kept pushing forward.

In an instant, people were trampling and shoving one another, and the scene descended into utter chaos.

The other three gang leaders were now in a state of panic, unable to stabilize the situation, and had long since taken advantage of the disorder to scramble away toward the rear.

"What do we do? What do we do now? This kid isn't right!"

"He is definitely in the Flawless Realm. Those bastards from Wei Hu have screwed us over! Old Snake died so unjustly!"

"It's too absurd. That kid looks like he's only seventeen or eighteen; how could there be such a young Flawless Realm expert? And he's learned at least two ninth-grade martial arts. Is this even possible?"

The three huddled in a dark corner like stray dogs, their bodies soaked in cold sweat.

The death of the leader of the Venom Snake Gang had nearly scared them out of their wits.

One had to realize that they were, at the very least, First-rate Martial Artist. The internal energy within their bodies had long since formed a Great Heavenly Cycle, granting them formidable defensive effects.

They might not be able to withstand bullets, but at the very least, ordinary blades and swords could not easily injure them.

Yet, just a moment ago, a single throwing knife had killed the leader of the Venom Snake Gang on the spot.

How terrifying must one's internal energy be to achieve that?

"What now? Should we retreat? All the elites under our command who can actually fight are almost dead!"

"Let them die. As long as it isn't us, it doesn't matter. There are plenty of second and third-rate drifters out there; we can just recruit a new batch."

"I'm worried we won't finish the mission. Not only will we not get paid, but we might also be liquidated by the people from Wei Hu."

"Damn it, screw liquidation! Whose fault is it that their intelligence was flawed? If this gets out, we're in the right. Let's retreat, let's go! If we don't, we're going to end up dead here too."

"Fine!"

At this life-or-death moment, the three reached a consensus immediately. Without even signaling their subordinates, they turned and fled in different directions.

If the three gang leaders were acting like this, how could their subordinates be any different?

Many had already been keeping a close eye on their bosses' movements in the dark. Seeing them run, the remaining martial artists also slipped away without a word.

Those with a shred of conscience only shouted after running a certain distance: "The gang leaders have retreated! Everyone, run!"

"What?"

The gang members still pushing at the front finally woke up from their stupor. They looked around in a panic and, sure enough, could not see their leaders' figures; even the high-ranking martial artists of the gangs were nowhere to be found.

"Damn it, brothers, retreat! We've been used as bait and abandoned."

"Fuck, hundreds of people fighting one guy and we still lost? How are we supposed to play this?"

In an instant, the scene fell into total disarray.

No one cared about surrounding Li Jinshui anymore; they shoved and trampled over each other, scrambling to flee.

Seeing this, Li Jinshui stopped his movements. His chest heaved violently as he gasped for air; his physical exertion had been immense.

However, he did not stop there. He reached to his waist, plucked a throwing knife from between his fingers, and flung it forward with a sudden force.

A streak of cold light shot out instantly, weaving through the gaps in the crowd and pinning a third-rate martial artist who was climbing over a wall directly to the brickwork.

As for the remaining hundreds of terrified common gang members, he didn't even spare them a glance.

It was certainly not because Heaven Rewards Diligence provided no feedback when killing non-martial artists.

It was purely because he was kind!

He looked at the Heaven Rewards Diligence panel, which had already undergone massive changes.

[Name: Li Jinshui]
[Realm: First-rate Martial Artist (Flawless Realm)]
[Martial Arts: Basic Lightness Skill (Great Success 50/2000)]
[Lame Fist (Not Initiated 0/100)]
[Lightning Pulse Step (Proficient 450/1000) (Upgradable)]
[Meteor Chasing Moon (Skilled 120/300)]
[Techniques: Basic Stance Technique (Peak), Iron-Skin Stake (Peak)]

[Traits: Deduction, Copper Skin]

This battle could be called a massive harvest!

He had killed no fewer than fifty martial artists, including the leader of the Venom Snake Gang, a ninth-grade first-class expert.

The improvement to Basic Lightness Skill was the greatest, directly entering the Great Success stage.

Next was Lightning Pulse Step; because this martial art was graded, the proficiency bonus was not high.

However, since enough martial artists had died under this move, the martial art jumped from Proficient to Mastery, and it was not far from Great Success.

Meteor Chasing Moon only saw a slight improvement, going from Entry to Proficient, mainly because there were fewer opportunities to use hidden weapons, and he only occasionally found time to throw a few blades.

If they hadn't run away, and I had killed the remaining group of martial artists, including those three ninth-grade first-class gang leaders...

Li Jinshui roughly evaluated the situation in his mind, his eyes gleaming with intensity.

If he had taken care of those people, Lightning Pulse Step would definitely have reached Great Success, and Meteor Chasing Moon would have reached Minor Success!

Meanwhile, on the second floor of the station.

Lin Zhen and the others were still looking at each other, their faces blank, simply unable to believe everything before their eyes.

Four Drifter Gang groups, a full six or seven hundred people, had actually been forced to flee in panic by Li Jinshui alone?

"Everyone, am I dreaming? Am I living in a dream?" Chen Dali asked those around him, his face full of shock.

"Yes, yes!" The people beside him weren't even listening to what he was saying, just nodding incessantly.

"No matter what, we... survived." An old rider let out a long sigh of relief, though his expression was complex.

They hadn't done anything, hadn't helped at all, yet everyone had survived solely because of that monstrous young station master.

"From now on, I'm only following Station Master Li!" one rider said with an incredibly firm tone, clenching his fists.

Following such an awesome station master, why worry about having no future?

Forget it; after tonight, this station probably won't be standing.

Another rider shook his head, yet he also squeezed out a smile: "But you're right, no matter where Station Master Li goes next, I'll follow him no matter what."

Lin Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, silent; the "Me too" in his heart was worth more than a thousand words.

"What are you all still standing there for? Get downstairs, bring more batteries, and join me for an attack!"

At this moment, Li Jinshui's shout came from downstairs.

Only then did the crowd snap out of their daze, subconsciously moving to carry the batteries, before pausing in confusion.

What did he mean?

Join him for an attack?

What else was there to attack?

Soon, the group hurriedly packed up the batteries and headed downstairs one after another.

"Station Master Li, that sentence you just said... what did you mean? Where are we going?" Lin Zhen walked up to Li Jinshui, handed him a clean towel, and asked in confusion.

"Sigh!"

Li Jinshui took the towel, wiped the bloodstains from his body, and let out a deep sigh, saying heavily: "Everyone, I killed too many people tonight and created an irreparable blood debt. I fear I have already developed a heart demon; if I do not resolve it, it will surely become a stumbling block on my path to the pinnacle of martial arts."

Slap!

He threw down the completely blood-soaked towel and shouted with a thunderous voice: "Therefore, brothers! Are you willing to bring the batteries and help me resolve my heart demon?"