Slaying Chen Two-Tiger

Chen Two-Tiger was terrified beyond measure and instinctively controlled the spirit boat to veer away.

But the distance was too close, and the arrow was too fast.

There was no time to evade.

Boom...

The small spirit skiff exploded, splinters flying everywhere as its hull was blasted into fragments that scattered in all directions.

Chen Two-Tiger himself was hurled away by the terrifying force and smashed viciously against a reef.

"Pfft..."

He spat out blood. It felt as though his internal organs had shifted out of place, and agonizing pain instantly swept through his entire body.

Then his body went limp, and with a splash, he fell into the sea.

At that same instant.

Another golden gleam lit up from the reef's shadow.

Wang Mengde had already activated the second Golden Arrow Talisman.

Like lightning, the golden arrow shot into the sea, hurtling straight at Chen Two-Tiger.

Chen Two-Tiger's pupils contracted sharply, his eyes filled with terror.

Enduring the agony in his body, he gathered spiritual power to evade while feeling around for the protective talisman in his robes.

But before he could find it, an invisible field of binding force had already enveloped him.

His movements stiffened instantly.

The golden arrow arrived in the blink of an eye.

Pfft...

His lower abdomen was pierced through at once, leaving a hole as thick as an arm. His dantian sea of qi was destroyed.

Blood poured out in streams, instantly dyeing the surrounding seawater red.

Chen Two-Tiger's body convulsed violently, great mouthfuls of blood gushing from his lips.

He lowered his head and stared at the bloody hole in his abdomen, his eyes full of fear and despair.

Cultivators possessed tenacious vitality. He actually raised his head again.

He saw Wang Mengde steering a small spirit skiff toward him.

"How... how..."

It was Wang Mengde?

That damned good-for-nothing?

Standing aboard the small spirit skiff, Wang Mengde used the binding field of the Entwining Silk Technique to lift Chen Two-Tiger from the seawater and drag him to the side of the boat.

Wang Mengde stood on the boat, looking down at Chen Two-Tiger from above.

"You... you..." Blood welled from Chen Two-Tiger's mouth as he spoke with difficulty. "You dare kill me... my brother... will definitely kill you..."

Wang Mengde did not answer.

Using the Entwining Silk Technique to control Chen Two-Tiger, he propped the man against the reef so that he would not sink beneath the sea.

Then he spoke gently. "I'll send you to see your brother shortly. For now, tell me—who knows about you and your brother coming to kill me?"

Chen Two-Tiger was stunned at first.

Then his eyes nearly split open in fury.

"You... you killed my brother?"

He glared fixedly at Wang Mengde, his eyes filled with venom. "You damned bastard! My brother-in-law will never let you go! Neither will Rosy Cloud Island's Island Patrol Guards! My brother and I will be waiting for you below!"

Wang Mengde still looked at him gently. "You needn't worry about that. No one knows I did it."

Chen Two-Tiger was stunned again.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but the bloody hole in his abdomen made his breath grow weaker and weaker.

Struggling, he used the last of his strength. "The Island Patrol Guards will find you out... the Island Patrol Guards and my brother-in-law... will never let you go..."

Wang Mengde said nothing more.

He already had his answer.

Only the two Chen brothers knew that Chen Dahu had come to kill him.

The reason Rosy Cloud Island could attract so many Rogue Cultivators to settle there was precisely because the island had strict rules that protected their safety.

One of those rules was this.

The Island Patrol Guards needed evidence to arrest someone.

Without evidence, they could not arrest people at will, much less fine them at will.

No one had seen him kill the two brothers. If the Island Patrol Guards could not find evidence, they would not trouble him for no reason.

Still, the Island Patrol Guards might not fail to find evidence.

And the Chen brothers had a brother-in-law.

Tian, the Talisman Master, a Qi Refinement fourth-layer cultivator.

Wang Mengde frowned as he watched Chen Two-Tiger's breath grow weaker.

It was all because of these two bastards that he had been forced to kill.

Wang Mengde activated the Entwining Silk Technique, lifted the half-dead Chen Two-Tiger, and smashed his head viciously into the reef.

Bang.

A spray of blood splattered across the reef.

Chen Two-Tiger's body twitched twice, then went completely limp.

He was dead.

Wang Mengde let out a long breath of foul air.

Two hours ago, when he had killed someone for the first time, he had still been somewhat unaccustomed to it. Even after it was over, his hands had trembled.

Two hours later, he had taken the initiative to kill someone, yet he was already this calm.

After killing him, he even felt a faint trace of...

Excitement.

Wang Mengde frowned.

Could it be that he was a bloodthirsty person deep down?

Or had killing and killing made his mind a little twisted?

He shook his head and temporarily suppressed those thoughts.

No matter what, staying alive was what mattered most.

As for whether his mind was twisted or not... it was not a big problem.

Perhaps his mind had been just a little twisted in his previous life too.

Corporate workhorses all had minds that were more or less a little twisted.

He would go back and calm down first.

He was broad-minded like that.

Wang Mengde did not pause in the slightest.

He used the Entwining Silk Technique again, lifting Chen Two-Tiger's corpse with its binding field and pulling it before him.

He searched it quickly.

He tossed the money pouch and talismans onto his own small spirit skiff.

Then he threw the corpse back into the sea.

From the Golden Arrow Talisman blowing up the boat to searching the body and discarding it, only a few breaths had passed.

His movements were clean and decisive, flowing like clouds and running water.

Wang Mengde straightened up, stuffed the items into his robes, and leaped back onto his small spirit skiff.

He activated it, turned around, and swiftly left the reef-strewn waters.

Only after sailing some distance did he slow down.

Wang Mengde continued steering toward Rosy Cloud Island.

Along the way, he counted his gains.

That poor ghost Chen Two-Tiger had only twenty-three spiritual sand grains on him.

There was also a small jade bottle containing one Qi-Replenishing Pill.

Six talismans: three Golden Arrow Talismans and three protective talismans.

Wang Mengde put the items away and continued steering the boat with an unchanged expression.

By the time he reached the docks, the sky had already darkened.

Wang Mengde moored the boat and carried the fish he had caught that day toward the fish collection point.

As usual, he sold fish.

He haggled with the fishmonger, settled on a price, and collected the money.

There was not the slightest irregularity throughout the entire process.

After selling the fish, Wang Mengde did not go straight home. Instead, he took a turn and arrived before a pill shop.

Hundred Herbs Hall.

Wang Mengde walked in and greeted them familiarly. "Shopkeeper Li, may your business prosper."

The shopkeeper behind the counter looked up. Though he did not recognize the visitor, he still smiled. "Thanks for the kind words. What would you like to buy today?"

"Do you have any Essence-Nourishing Pills?"

Essence-Nourishing Pills could increase cultivation and broaden the meridians. They could also heal tearing injuries to the meridians.

"Yes." Shopkeeper Li took out a small jade bottle from beneath the counter. "One hundred and eighty spiritual sand grains per pill."

Wang Mengde accepted the jade bottle and examined it. "Why has it gone up so much? Sell me one for one hundred and fifty spiritual sand grains."

"No bargaining."

With a pained expression, Wang Mengde counted out one hundred and eighty spiritual sand grains from his money pouch and handed them over.

"Come again."

By the time he returned home, it was already dark.

He pushed open the door. A lamp was lit inside.

Shen Qingyue was busy at the stove. Hearing the sound, she turned around.

"Brother-in-law, you're back?"

"Mm." Wang Mengde answered and set the fish basket by the door.

"The meal will be ready soon. Sit down first." Qingyue briskly served the rice and brought out the dishes.

Two dishes and one soup, one meat and one vegetable.

After eating.

Wang Mengde went to his bedroom.

He shut the door.

He lit an oil lamp.

Wang Mengde sat on the edge of the bed and took out the Essence-Nourishing Pill.

The pill was the size of a longan, lustrous throughout and giving off a faint medicinal fragrance.

He put it into his mouth and swallowed it.

As soon as the pill entered his abdomen, it transformed into a warm current that slowly spread through his body.

Wang Mengde closed his eyes and circulated his cultivation technique.

In today's battle, his meridians had repeatedly pushed spiritual power beyond their limits and were already covered in wounds.

He had been enduring that tearing pain all along.

Now, as the warm current flowed through him, his damaged meridians were like parched land meeting sweet rain, greedily absorbing the medicinal power.

Threads of warmth repaired the torn places bit by bit.

The pain gradually eased.

Wang Mengde immersed himself in it, refining the medicinal power little by little.

He could clearly feel the medicinal power flowing through his meridians. Wherever it passed, those tiny cracks healed at a visible speed.

Traces of coolness rose from the wounds. That was newly formed meridian tissue growing.

At the same time, gentle and pure medicinal power surged into his dantian sea of qi, merging into the vortex of spiritual power at its center.

The vortex slowly condensed.

The space of his sea of qi also slowly expanded.

[Minor Five-Element Breath-Absorption Art +1]

[Spiritual Power Cultivation +1]

Time slowly passed.

Who knew how long it had been.

Wang Mengde opened his eyes and let out a long breath of foul air.

His meridian injuries had recovered by eighty percent.