Cutting the Grass and Removing the Roots!!

As the saying goes, killing is easy, disposing of the body is hard.

But for Wang Lang, it wasn't much of a problem.

The twelve corpses of the Changle Gang members, each with their own unique height, build, and physique, were now like sacks casually piled up in a marketplace. Wang Lang scooped them up with his arms, stacking them into a somewhat abstractly artistic Arhat tower.

The physical strength of Body Tempering second level allowed him to carry this pile of corpses along the rugged mountain path of Mingyue Mountain, his steps still steady and his breathing even.

The night wind blew through the forest, carrying the fresh scent of pine waves and wild grass.

Wang Lang chose a sturdy red date tree and gently set down the Arhat tower.

"This will do. It's not exactly Feng Shui, but the view is open, it gets sunlight, and at least I don't have to worry about them turning into zombies."

He muttered to himself, picking up the shovel he had prepared earlier.

Dirt flew as he dug. His movements lacked finesse, but they were fast and steady.

The pit was completed, square and deep enough.

He filled the dirt back in, patted it down, and formed a reasonably sized mound.

Wang Lang stuck the shovel into the ground nearby, clapped the dirt off his hands, and cupped his fists towards the freshly made grave:

"May you all rest in peace."

"You've committed many sins in this life. In your next, try to be reborn as something else."

"Be a rock, or a tree. It's peaceful."

By the time he returned to Listening Waves Mountain Manor, the sky was completely dark.

On the bluestone ground in front of the door, some difficult-to-clean traces remained.

A few splashes of minced meat, and the dark, black mixture left by Liu Biao, whose head he had exploded with a single punch imbued with a drop of intent, were still glaringly visible in the darkness.

Wang Lang frowned.

No choice. He made the mess, he had to clean it up.

After another round of rinsing and wiping, when the area in front of the door was barely presentable, with only water stains and a faint odor that would take time to dissipate, the night had fully enveloped Mingyue Mountain.

He had been busy all day, ever since receiving the red trait [Ageless and Undying] and the orange trait [Innate Qi] at dawn. He hadn't stopped.

Cultivating, accumulating intent, killing, burying bodies, cleaning up... He hadn't even had a hot meal.

Strangely, he didn't feel hungry.

The effect of [Innate Qi] seemed to have a characteristic called "eating qi to live," also known as abstaining from grain.

At this moment, he could clearly feel a subtle energy integrating into his limbs and bones with every breath, nourishing his body and dispelling physiological hunger.

Even his physical fatigue was being resolved by the continuous flow of qi.

"So, the first step to achieving sainthood in the physical body is to stop eating?" Wang Lang grumbled inwardly.

However, while the body might not tire, the mind could.

As everyone knows, the body and mind are two separate systems.

Wang Lang knew that whether it was Qi Induction or Body Tempering, the early stages primarily focused on strengthening the body.

But in the path of Qi Refinement, once one reached the sixth level of the Qi Induction Realm, they would begin to temper the spirit.

Although he felt a bit sleepy, it wasn't severe, and he forcibly suppressed it.

Because there was still one thing left to do.

He turned and walked to Old Wang's grave.

He stood in silence for a moment, then spoke:

"Old man, I killed people today."

"Killed twelve at once, from the Changle Gang, led by Liu Biao.

This is the first time in both my lives that I've taken a life."

"Strangely, I don't feel any disgust.

When I heard about the evil deeds they committed, I felt they deserved to die, so I just killed them."

"You, in your later years, liked to spend money and act as a righteous hero. You gained a reputation, but you were also foolish.

Look, you were only just buried, and the seven-day mourning period isn't even over, yet the Changle Gang dared to come knocking for your manor.

Do you really think that the principle of evil being unable to overcome good can keep these demons and monsters in check?

Do you really think they'll abide by the laws of the Limitless Dynasty and try to seize your manor according to the rules?"

"Did you even consider what my strength was before? Body Tempering first level!

Leaving behind such a mess is no different from throwing a fat sheep into a wolf pack.

Are you still hoping they'll suddenly have a change of heart and achieve enlightenment?"

"I'm not blaming you right now, I just want you to understand, old man, that the evils in this world are divided into two kinds."

"One kind is the obvious kind, bullying the weak, oppressing the good, terrorizing the neighborhood, just like the Changle Gang used to be, arrogant and overbearing, visible to everyone.

You encounter them, you deal with them, you fight them, they back down, and it seems like you've eliminated them."

"But there are many more that hide in the shadows.

Your intervention only pushed the obvious evils into the darkness temporarily.

They didn't disappear, they didn't repent, they just learned to disguise themselves, to lie dormant, waiting for chivalrous individuals like you to let down your guard, or... die. Then they will emerge in even more vicious ways.

You removed the surface leaves, but you didn't cut off the underground roots. A spring breeze will only make them grow more."

"I've advised you before, either don't get involved, or see it through to the end, cut the weeds by the roots. But you always said I was heartless, that I thought too ill of people."

Wang Lang sighed, a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"When I didn't have the ability, I naturally stayed out of trouble and lived a quiet life, but now..."

"Now that I have the ability, the Changle Gang came to cause trouble during the day, offended me, and threatened my peace.

So, I won't just beat them away like before."

"I won't be like you, I'll solve the problem my way."

As he spoke, a trace of cold killing intent flashed in Wang Lang's eyes.

The Changle Gang's stronghold was in Qinglin City, thirty miles away.

The gang leader, Zhao Hu, and the deceased Liu Biao, were the only two cultivators at Body Tempering second level in the gang.

Now that Liu Biao was dead, only Zhao Hu remained.

With the enhancement of his inner power, encountering him would result in an instant kill.

The rest of the gang members were even less of a threat, none of them even at Body Tempering first level, just ordinary thugs who were fat and strong, preying on the weak.

"Thirty miles... it's not far," Wang Lang estimated.

With his Body Tempering second level speed, even without a profound movement technique, he could cover the distance in about an hour at full speed.

He took one last look at Old Wang's tombstone, turned, and left, his figure disappearing into the shadows of the mountain manor.

Just past midnight, the silhouette of Qinglin City's not-so-tall city walls was already visible.

Wang Lang slowed his pace. His Body Tempering second level physique, combined with Innate Qi, made him feel like he could become a walking perpetual motion machine if he could just train his spirit to not need sleep.

The city gates were closed, and sporadic soldiers with torches patrolled the battlements.

These soldiers looked sturdy, but there were no signs of surging blood essence from them, clearly not Body Tempering cultivators.

Although this world had two major cultivation systems, Qi Refinement and Body Tempering, true cultivators were not common.

Wang Lang had no intention of causing trouble. His gaze swept over an ancient bronze mirror hanging above the city gate – the Demon Revealing Mirror.

This was standard equipment for the Limitless Dynasty, said to be able to reveal the true form of shape-shifting Yao Beasts.

He was human, so naturally, he had nothing to fear.

He circled around to a secluded corner of the city wall, scanned his surroundings, and confirmed no one was present.

Then, with a thought, a wisp of his inner power separated from his body and flowed into his legs.

Instantly, Wang Lang's legs felt filled with explosive power.

He slightly bent his knees and leaped upwards with force!

He easily cleared the city wall and landed in a patch of shadow within the city.

"The effect is quite good," Wang Lang nodded with satisfaction.

The inner power from the "Charged Punch" skill was indeed incredibly useful.

Not only could it be used for offense and breaking through enemies, but when applied to his legs, it also made his movement so agile.

"It's just a bit of a shame, the skill effect is still a bit different from what I remember from the game.

In the game, there was a thick shield when he used skills, but mine is pure offense with no defense, basically a high-attack, low-defense berserker route...

However, being able to accumulate inner power infinitely without it dissipating over time is stronger than I remember, so it's a trade-off."

Without further thought, he concealed his aura and moved through the streets and alleys of Qinglin City.

He was familiar with the Changle Gang's headquarters; the backyard of the largest gambling house in the western part of the city, Happy Forest, was their base.

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