Kill One, Save a Hundred

The village was a scene of devastation.

The air was thick with the pungent stench of blood, carried through heaven and earth by the mountain wind.

"Uncle, Uncle, Auntie..." Tie Xiaolu wept without stop, her trembling lips calling out to each of the lives that had passed.

Iron Mountain's eyes were bloodshot with fury. The iron shovel in his hand still dripped with blood as he walked step by step to the village entrance, bowed to Chen Qiye, and said hoarsely, "Thank you, Brother Chen, for saving us..."

The neighing of horses still echoed in the distance. Chen Qiye swept his gaze across the wrecked village, now as different from its earlier warmth and cheer as heaven was from hell. He took a deep breath, waved his hand, and felt his spirits sink.

The surviving villagers stared in shock at Chen Qiye, standing at the village entrance. Had this young man not appeared so suddenly, their entire village would likely have been slaughtered.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Chen Qiye. They panted, grieved, and gave thanks, all kinds of emotions blending together.

"Ding! From..." Chen Qiye did not check the system's emotion points.

"Thank you for saving them!" Qin Yu had learned what had happened and gave Chen Qiye a slight bow.

Chen Qiye's white robes fluttered in the wind as he looked toward the direction the bandits had fled. The anger in his heart would not subside.

This was his first time killing someone!

Chen Qiye came from Azure Planet, a peaceful world. Even when dealing with Mu She, he had never truly intended to kill.

Yet now, before his eyes, one honest face after another had fallen into pools of blood. One vibrant life after another had died beneath cruel sabers. It made him feel that killing was right!

"Xiaoyu, you're at the Houtian realm, right?" Chen Qiye asked, steadying his emotions.

"Yes, Brother Chen." Qin Yu was slightly taken aback, but answered.

"Do you dare kill?" Chen Qiye suddenly turned around and asked.

"Kill? Why would I kill?"

Qin Yu shuddered violently at those words, fear rising in his heart. Though his will was firm and he was already a Houtian expert, he was still only a thirteen-year-old boy—a sincere and kind-hearted boy. Asking him to kill so suddenly seemed to be asking too much.

"Xiaoyu!" Iron Mountain called out to Qin Yu, then looked at Chen Qiye with gritted teeth. "Brother Chen, are you going to kill the horse bandits? I dare to kill! I'll go with you!"

"Iron Mountain..." Qin Yu froze, disbelief filling his eyes. Iron Mountain, who usually wore a bright smile, now had a savage expression on his face. Like an evil dragon lurking in the darkness of an abyss, he seemed ready to rise up and kill at any moment.

Seeing the killing intent all over Iron Mountain's face, Chen Qiye shook his head. "Iron Mountain, you're not strong enough. Go help save the others."

"I..." Iron Mountain's voice caught. He let out a long sigh. "Yes, Brother Chen."

With that, he turned and ran back into the village.

"Qin Yu, look at them..." Chen Qiye pointed at the village, shrouded in gloom. "Did they deserve this?"

"No!" Qin Yu's body trembled slightly. He pressed his lips together and clenched his fists.

"If I hadn't happened to come here, do you think they would still be alive? Iron Mountain, Tie Xiaolu, and all these honest villagers!"

Chen Qiye spoke each word clearly. "Killing is not necessarily wrong. Kill one evil person, and a hundred may live. Do you understand?"

"Kill one evil person, and a hundred may live!" Qin Yu trembled from head to toe. His mind suddenly buzzed as though thunder had struck it, and he muttered to himself.

Chen Qiye did not look at Qin Yu again. He walked step by step out of the village, his voice echoing over it. "Qin Yu, since you have stepped onto the path of cultivation, you must shoulder its responsibilities. I'll leave the village's safety to you."

At that moment, the surviving villagers all turned their eyes toward the figure in white, watching as he headed in the direction the horse bandits had gone.

"Brother Chen! Where are you going?" Iron Mountain and Tie Xiaolu ran quickly toward the village entrance, shouting after him.

"I'm going to kill!" A moment later, his voice carried back.

The villagers shuddered when they heard those icy words. Tears flowed uncontrollably down their faces. An old man suddenly dropped to his knees and bowed in the direction Chen Qiye had left.

The villagers quickly followed suit. They knew Chen Qiye was going to kill the horse bandits, to avenge the dead.

"Brother Chen!" Iron Mountain stood at the village entrance, his eyes moist. With trembling lips and body, he stared fixedly in the direction Chen Qiye had vanished.

Qin Yu finally raised his head. A blazing light shone in his eyes as he looked toward the departing Chen Qiye and shouted, "Thank you, Brother Chen! I understand now!"

Suddenly!

His aura changed slightly. Terrifying cold light burst from his eyes as he stared into a lush forest. The resolve on Qin Yu's face radiated an indescribable brilliance. "Father, Eldest Brother, and Second Brother were right. There are countless people on Hidden Dragon Continent, and all kinds of people exist. You cannot give your kindness blindly to everyone. Being sincere to others is good, but those who harbor ill intent should be killed—killed completely!!!"

A flame burned in Qin Yu's eyes.

After Chen Qiye's words awakened him, his temperament began to change. He immediately said to Iron Mountain, "There are too many horse bandits. Brother Chen may not be able to handle them alone. You and Xiaolu take care of the injured villagers first. I'm going to help Brother Chen!"

"Alright! Xiaoyu!" Iron Mountain agreed.

"Brother Xiaoyu, be careful!" Tie Xiaolu shouted after the departing Qin Yu.

The Black Wind Horse Bandit Gang was resting on Luoting Mountain, not far from the village.

"Big Brother, Bai San and the others are back."

A middle-aged man wrapped entirely in black robes walked over to the barbaric-looking man and smiled. This man was Jia Ming, the second-in-command of the Black Wind Horse Bandit Gang. His internal energy was extremely profound, and he had already reached the late Houtian realm.

He far surpassed the third-in-command of the Black Wind Horse Bandit Gang.

The barbaric man was extraordinarily broad and muscular. He was Wu Tuan, the leader of the Black Wind Horse Bandit Gang.

The entire Black Wind Horse Bandit Gang feared him greatly. His strength alone had reached the peak of the Houtian realm, and his internal energy was terrifyingly powerful. More than that, his heart was vicious beyond measure, and his ruthless methods were horrifying.

Every village he plundered was slaughtered to the last person!

A flash of cruelty passed through Wu Tuan's eyes beneath his black hood. Just as he was about to whip his horse, he suddenly heard a scream ring out.

"Boss! Save, save..."

The final word, "me," never left the man's mouth. A corpse flew through the air toward them, and the faint sound of a dragon's roar echoed overhead.

The next moment!

A white figure appeared before the Black Wind Horse Bandit Gang!

"An expert!"

Jia Ming's pupils contracted sharply at the sight.

Cold light flickered repeatedly in Wu Tuan's eyes as the figure gradually became clear.

Chen Qiye stood with his hands behind his back, faint killing intent in his eyes as he walked step by step toward Wu Tuan and the others. Several bright-red bloodstains marked his pure white robes.

As the fierce wind howled, his robes snapped and fluttered. Amid the murderous atmosphere, they added a hint of merciless savagery to his presence.

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