I Really Don't Understand

Zhou Cheng leaped into the air and landed on the Ice Snow Phoenix with Qin Meng and the others.

The Ice Snow Phoenix carried Zhou Cheng and the others straight into the clouds. In the time it took to draw a breath, they had reached the far side of the cliff.

Zhou Cheng and the others leaped down.

As they descended, Jiang Chen's great bow appeared. A dozen or so arrows shot out at once, piercing the brows of more than a dozen bandit archers below in an instant.

The other archers were jolted to attention, only to see a curtain of swords and waves of saber qi plunging down from above.

The sword curtain and saber qi swept down, raising a spray of blood.

When Zhou Cheng reached the ground, he saw that all thirty-odd enemy archers were sprawled in pools of blood. His gaze cold, he and Qin Meng's group quietly advanced deeper into the Golden Snake Gang's lair.

Zhou Cheng wore the Demon God Garment, blending completely into the night. Qin Meng and the other three led the way. Before the Golden Snake Gang's lookouts in various places could react, Qin Meng's group had already killed them.

Jiang Chen's arrows were especially deadly—he never missed.

Seeing Jiang Chen's archery, Zhou Cheng thought that once he broke through to Xiantian, he would learn a Xiantian archery technique too.

They pressed onward.

After taking out two or three hundred men, Zhou Cheng and the others reached the depths of the Golden Snake Gang's lair.

Before them lay a mountainside clearing as large as a soccer field. Banquet tables filled the area, where thousands of Golden Snake Gang members drank and ate meat, playing drinking games and laughing uproariously in high spirits.

Along the edge of the clearing, dozens of people—men and women alike—were bound to stone pillars. Clearly, the Golden Snake Gang had pulled off a big haul that day, and these people had just been brought up the mountain.

On the dais, the Golden Snake Gang's leader, Nangong Xie, took a swig of strong liquor and said to his deputy, Baili, "Send those two little beauties to my room later."

His eyes fell on the two bound women.

The sisters were only seventeen or eighteen, and quite pretty.

The Golden Snake Gang's deputy leader, Baili, laughed heartily. "Don't worry, Boss. I'll have someone wash those two girls until they're nice and fragrant, then escort them to your room."

Nangong Xie gave a leering laugh. As he did, the scar on his face looked all the more savage.

Just then, a dozen or so streaks of cold light suddenly shot through the night.

Nangong Xie's drunken eyes snapped alert. He flipped the banquet table up, trying to block the incoming glints.

But the dozen or so streaks of cold light pierced straight through the table in an instant.

A muffled cry rang out.

The bandits who had been drinking and eating on the mountainside fell silent.

The table Nangong Xie had flipped crashed down. He stood frozen, staring in disbelief at his throat and chest.

A dozen or so arrows protruded from his throat and chest.

Blood gushed wildly from his wounds.

In the space of a single breath, it had already stained the dais red.

The Golden Snake Gang's deputy leader, Baili, touched his face. His hand came away covered in blood sprayed from Nangong Xie's throat and chest.

"Kill!"

A cold voice rang out in the night.

Qin Meng, Lin Ru, and Yang Yu leaped down into the crowd. Cries of agony rose one after another.

The Golden Snake Gang had originally numbered over a thousand, but after recruiting more men, its ranks had grown to five or six thousand. However, the newcomers were all just riffraff from the streets. How could they stand against several Xiantian Seventh Level experts like Qin Meng?

"Kill them! Kill them all!" Baili roared, snapping out of his shock, his eyes bloodshot. He raised his saber and moved to attack Zhou Cheng, but the moment he finished shouting, his throat suddenly went cold. Jiang Chen's arrow had pierced through it.

Baili's eyes bulged as he fell beside Nangong Xie.

Nangong Xie and Baili were Xiantian experts, but only at the Fourth and Third Levels. How could they withstand Jiang Chen's arrows?

Of course, Jiang Chen had killed them so easily because they had been careless and underestimated their enemy.

The Golden Snake Gang had occupied Vicious Tiger Mountain for days, and no one had ever managed to break in. The two men had never imagined someone would suddenly storm in and shoot them dead.

Nangong Xie and Baili were the Golden Snake Gang's leader and deputy leader. With both dead, the gang was left without a leader and immediately fell into chaos.

Zhou Cheng used Wind-Facing Willow Steps to charge into the crowd. His God-Slaying Saber flashed again and again, and each swing brought a spray of blood.

One!

Two!

Three!

Ten!

Zhou Cheng pushed Wind-Facing Willow Steps and the Demon-Subduing Saber Technique to their limits.

He flickered unpredictably through the crowd, demonic energy rising around him. He was like a demon god descended into the mortal world.

At last, some of the bandits began fleeing in panic.

Zhou Cheng kept swinging the God-Slaying Saber in his hand until not a single bandit remained on the mountainside.

When he finally stopped, the clearing was strewn with bandit corpses, sprawled every which way.

Liquor covered the ground, its fragrance mingling with the stench of blood in the air.

The hand gripping the God-Slaying Saber trembled faintly, and Zhou Cheng's chest heaved.

After catching his breath, Zhou Cheng had Qin Meng, Lin Ru, and Yang Yu continue searching for any bandits who had escaped. Then he and Jiang Chen freed all the people who had been captured and brought up the mountain.

The dozens of people they rescued stared at Zhou Cheng and Jiang Chen in terror.

Zhou Cheng paid it no mind. He and Jiang Chen secured the iron bridge across the cliff, then let the dozens of people descend the mountain.

After they had gone down, Zhou Cheng and Jiang Chen entered the Golden Snake Gang's main hall and searched it. Before long, they found a secret chamber.

Inside were box after box of gold, silver, and jewels, along with all kinds of weapons.

One large chest was filled with banknotes, each worth one thousand taels.

Zhou Cheng didn't hold back. He took all the gold, silver, jewels, banknotes, and weapons from the secret chamber.

Before leaving, Zhou Cheng had the Qilin Divine Beast spit two bursts of fire. Soon, flames soared into the sky.

The blaze on Vicious Tiger Mountain dyed half the sky red. Under the morning sun, it looked exceptionally beautiful.

At the foot of the mountain, Zhou Cheng watched the flames staining half the horizon red, his heart surging with excitement. So this was what it meant to uphold justice!

"Young Master, the soldiers are here. We should go," Qin Meng said.

On the distant road, clouds of dust billowed as heavily armored soldiers hurried toward them. There were quite a few—probably several thousand.

Clearly, the people rescued from the mountain the night before had already spread word of what had happened at Vicious Tiger Mountain.

"Let's go!" Zhou Cheng said cheerfully, riding off at a gallop with Qin Meng and the others.

The journey passed without incident.

Three days later, Zhou Cheng and his companions finally arrived at Ten Thousand Stars Mountain, where the Ten Thousand Stars Sect was located.

As Zhou Cheng reached the foot of Ten Thousand Stars Mountain, Su Huang, the sect leader, was discussing Zhou Cheng with the Ten Thousand Stars Sect's many Grand Elders in the main hall.

"I've looked into it thoroughly. Although Zhou Cheng possesses Buddhist nature, his talent in martial arts is truly ordinary. He's already thirteen, yet has only just broken through to Body Refining Level Four." Grand Elder Shi Fei furrowed his brows. "I really don't understand why the Founder chose Zhou Cheng as his personal disciple!"

"What's even more baffling is that the Founder actually wants Zhou Cheng to take charge of the Ten Thousand Stars Sect someday!"