Killing and Arson for a Golden Belt! (Seeking Collections!)

With one downward strike, heads rolled!

Coupled with the thousand jin of strength brought by the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill, and further enhanced by the Ghost-head Saber Technique.

There was no way Wei Feng could withstand this saber strike.

Blood gushed from the severed neck, a gaping wound the size of a bowl, causing Qin Zheng to frown slightly.

He loosened his grip, letting go of Wei Feng's corpse, and dropped it to the ground.

Then he turned and glanced around, finding no disturbance, the area remaining as quiet as if no one were there.

It seemed the Golden Cicada Gang wouldn't be launching an ambush after all.

Qin Zheng's heart settled, and he immediately retracted his gaze, lowering himself. He reached out and fumbled around Wei Feng's body a few times.

Three hundred tael silver notes, a bag of loose change, and a booklet kept close to his body.

Qin Zheng's eyes lit up. He quickly took out the booklet and discovered it contained the martial art Wei Feng had cultivated: the Black Fiend Palm.

Qin Zheng rejoiced inwardly and immediately tucked the booklet into his embrace.

Following that, Qin Zheng put the three hundred tael silver notes and the bag of loose change into his embrace as well.

He then tore off a piece of cloth from the body, went forward, and wrapped the severed head with it.

Normally, killing someone within the city would lead to an investigation and a warrant from the yamen.

However, this Wei Feng was a remnant of the Golden Cicada Gang, a wanted criminal.

Not only did Qin Zheng not have to worry about being hunted, but he could also claim a bounty at the yamen with the head.

One could only say that Wei Feng was truly a bringer of wealth.

Not only did he provide silver to the impoverished Qin Zheng, but he also gifted him a martial arts manual.

Even this head could bring Qin Zheng some income.

Qin Zheng smiled, then stood up, went home to fetch a rag, wiped down the ghost-head saber, wrapped it in a coarse cloth, and slung it over his shoulder.

He surveyed the crude earthen hut, which now had a large hole broken through it.

With this happening, it was definitely no longer a place he could live.

Now that he had refined the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill, possessing a thousand jin of strength, he no longer feared the threat posed by Shi Dian.

He didn't need to rely on the narrow and complex paths here to increase his chances of escape.

Coupled with the considerable silver he'd obtained from Wei Feng, he could now change his surroundings and improve his living conditions!

Thinking this, Qin Zheng smiled faintly, marveling at the speed of change.

Just this morning, before leaving his home, he had been cautious, fearing an attack from the Golden Cicada Gang.

But now, possessing a thousand jin of strength, he no longer feared them and could openly and calmly change his residence.

One could truly say that martial arts could easily change a person's fate.

Of course, only someone like him, who could ignore the difficulty of martial arts cultivation and directly push it forward with Merit, could change so quickly.

Even those with exceptional talent would likely not be able to do what he could.

As long as there was sufficient Merit, any martial art could be entered with a single thought and perfected with a single thought!

Qin Zheng thought thus, let out a free-spirited laugh, and then strode out of the house, leaving the slum.

Although the commotion from the fight earlier had been significant, the residents here were all poor families who were mostly out working at this hour.

Thus, the area remained quiet, and no one peeked out to see what had caused such a massive disturbance.

Qin Zheng's expression was calm. The wide ghost-head saber wrapped in coarse cloth was on his back, and in his hand, he carried the blood-dripping cloth bundle.

He exuded a powerful and imposing aura, causing those along the path to actively avoid him, not daring to approach.

And so, he walked from the east of the city all the way to the north, where the yamen was located.

The foot traffic here was much less compared to the west of the city.

Especially as they neared the yamen, there were practically very few people, making it difficult to spot anyone.

Seeing Qin Zheng, the two yamen guards tensed up, immediately drawing the sabers at their waists and shouting sternly, "Halt!"

"Remnant of the Golden Cicada Gang's head, I've come to claim the bounty!"

Qin Zheng was not one for pleasantries. He tossed the bundle in his hand in front of the two yamen guards.

The blood-dripping bundle landed, revealing Wei Feng's head, filled with despair, which startled the two yamen guards.

However, serving at the yamen, especially in Black Goose City, they had seen such scenes often enough.

The two approached, first confirming the identity, then re-wrapping Wei Feng's head. They said to Qin Zheng, "Esteemed hero, please wait a moment!"

After speaking, one of them carried the bundle and ran back into the yamen, while the other remained on guard.

Qin Zheng did not engage them in conversation. He lowered his head slightly, sensing his body's current condition.

The changes brought about by refining the sarira and achieving initial mastery of the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill were still ongoing even now!

He could feel streams of warmth emerging from his body, flowing through his limbs and bones, finally integrating into the outermost layer of his skin!

This also made Qin Zheng's skin become increasingly tough.

"Skin-Refining Realm."

Qin Zheng murmured softly.

This situation should also prove that he was still in the Skin-Refining Realm.

However, his current strength had definitely broken through its constraints and was no longer within the scope of the Skin-Refining Realm.

Qin Zheng sighed inwardly.

This was because the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill he had obtained was an incomplete text, lacking its full essence.

Under the forced refinement and advancement by the Merit scroll, although it had increased his strength, it couldn't improve his physique synchronously!

What a pity.

Otherwise, with his current strength, he would dare to draw his saber against Shi Dian himself if they were face to face!

Not long after, within the yamen, the runner who had gone to report came out again.

This time, the package containing Wei Feng's head was gone, replaced by a money pouch.

"Young hero, the yamen has confirmed it, it is indeed Wei Feng's head."

The runner approached Qin Zheng and said with a smile.

Wei Feng, the Black Fiend Palm, was not an unknown figure in Black Goose City and its surrounding areas.

This young man who looked quite young must have considerable martial arts skill to be able to kill him alone.

Observing his simple and plain clothing, they assumed he might be a disciple of some reclusive master, so they naturally dared not act arrogant.

"This is your reward money, thirty taels of silver. Please accept it."

The runner respectfully handed the money pouch to Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng's lips curled slightly, and he reached out to take the money pouch.

Wei Feng had provided him with a total of three hundred and fifty taels of silver.

Besides the thirty taels now, there were the three hundred and twenty taels found on him.

Truly, murder and arson lead to golden belts!

After taking the money, Qin Zheng turned to leave.

He needed to find a new place to stay.

However, at this moment, the runner behind him called out to him again, asking, "Young hero, may I ask where you killed Wei Feng?"

Qin Zheng did not conceal anything and honestly replied, "East of the city."

After speaking, he strode away from there.

The yamen always gave him a gloomy feeling; he felt uncomfortable even standing at the entrance.

No wonder there weren't many people here.

Thinking this, Qin Zheng then headed to the south of the city.

This area was not as prosperous as the west of the city, nor as simple as the east. It was a middle-ground location.

Moreover, it was closer to the execution ground and the military camp, convenient for Qin Zheng's movements.

After a brief survey, he spent thirty taels to buy a small courtyard with an entrance and an exit, which would be Qin Zheng's new residence.

The conditions were much better than the mud house in the east of the city.

After a simple cleaning, Qin Zheng prepared to go out to eat something.

Knock knock~

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Qin Zheng was a little confused. He had just bought the courtyard and moved in; who would come to visit?

Could it be a friend of the previous owner?

He tensed his body slightly, walked to the door, and asked, "Who is it?"

Outside the door, a familiar voice replied, "It's me, Wang Er."

Qin Zheng immediately opened the door and saw Wang Er, with his dark complexion and a face full of mixed emotions.

"Brother Wang, how did you know I moved here?"

Qin Zheng was a little surprised.

"Captain Ji wants to see you."

At this, Wang Er looked at Qin Zheng with a complex expression and spoke.