Beast, Die for Me!!! (Seeking Readership)

Deep within the yamen in the northern part of Black Goose City.

Dancers swayed, beauties accompanied them, and fine food and wine were served.

The entire scene was one of extravagance.

"Saint Monk Wuchang, my Soul Manipulation Technique has reached great completion this time, and you deserve a large portion of the credit!"

Gao Wusheng picked up his wine pot, beckoned a beauty beside him, and had her pour wine into his mouth.

The beauty then lowered her head, parted her rosy lips, and passed the wine into his mouth.

"Beauty Wine! Delicious! Delicious!"

He followed with a burst of laughter.

Opposite him sat Saint Monk Wuchang, clad in white monk robes, with a handsome and refined face.

At this moment, Saint Monk Wuchang maintained his Buddhist precepts, with beauties not daring to approach him and no forbidden food or wine before him.

"Not at all, not at all. The poor monk and Lord Gao are merely taking what we need from each other."

Gao Wusheng waved his hand and said with emotion, "Since childhood, my foundation has been poor. Even with my parents exhausting resources to pile on, it was like a bottomless pit with no response whatsoever."

"I never imagined that while I was not skilled in martial arts of the body, I would show considerable talent in the Soul Manipulation Technique."

"Coupled with the Soul-Snatching Secret Art that Saint Monk Wuchang delivered this time, absorbing so many souls is enough for me to transform the souls and advance further!"

As Gao Wusheng spoke, he raised another cup of wine and said to Saint Monk Wuchang, "Come! Holy Monk, I, an official, toast you!"

Saint Monk Wuchang smiled and nodded, then also picked up a cup of red liquid, raising it towards Gao Wusheng from afar before tilting his head back and swallowing it.

Instantly, a rich scent of blood erupted in his mouth.

Saint Monk Wuchang's cheeks flushed slightly, and a look of satisfaction spread across his face.

After savoring it for a few moments, he sighed with emotion, "Fresh virgin blood is indeed wonderful."

He then looked at Gao Wusheng and continued, "After this matter is concluded, my Rebirth Temple will spread its doctrines in Black Goose City. I ask Lord Gao to provide more convenience."

"If so, this poor monk would be eternally grateful."

Gao Wusheng waved his hand and casually said, "What are you talking about, Saint Monk Wuchang? Rebirth Temple spreading its doctrines is for the benefit of the people. How could I possibly refuse?"

After speaking, the two exchanged a look and burst into hearty laughter.

"Holy Monk, do your parents know you are out this time?"

Gao Wusheng continued.

Saint Monk Wuchang nodded upon hearing this, then replied, "When I left, my mother had already informed the various lords. You can rest assured, my lord."

Gao Wusheng nodded upon hearing this, then a hint of drunkeness appeared on his face. He pulled a beauty beside him into his embrace and began to tease her.

The beauty giggled and panted repeatedly.

Saint Monk Wuchang also stood up at the appropriate time, thanked them, and took his leave.

Advisor Liu, who had been waiting nearby, stepped forward and escorted Saint Monk Wuchang outside the yamen.

"Please take care, Holy Monk,"

Advisor Liu said respectfully and enthusiastically.

Saint Monk Wuchang turned and returned the bow, then headed towards his residence in Black Goose City.

After Advisor Liu returned, Magistrate Gao was nearing the end of his activities.

With a low growl, he tossed the unconscious beauty aside and then looked at Advisor Liu.

"My lord, should we really not notify him?"

Advisor Liu asked.

"Don't worry about it. We just need to watch the show."

A mocking smile appeared on Gao Wusheng's lips as he said slowly.

Saint Monk Wuchang walked slowly on the night road.

The place where he resided was a brand new temple built in the northern part of Black Goose City.

In fact, it was a temple personally ordered and built by Magistrate Gao to welcome his arrival. The location was secluded, and it occupied a vast area, making it very convenient for him to conduct his affairs.

He hadn't eaten anything all day. He wondered what kind of meat dishes he would see upon his return.

Although Gao Wusheng was merely an inconspicuous descendant of the Quan Yang Gao Clan, he was very seasoned in all aspects of his conduct, leaving no room for criticism.

As he walked, the surrounding human activity gradually decreased, and he drew closer to the temple's location.

But at this moment, he suddenly stopped.

A familiar scent permeated the air.

And the source of the scent seemed to be the temple.

Could it be that Gao Wusheng has prepared another feast for me today?!

Thinking of this, Saint Monk Wuchang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he then proceeded towards the temple at an even faster pace.

Bang!

When he impatiently pushed open the temple gates, a thick, pungent smell of blood assaulted him.

Immediately after, a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood unfolded before his eyes.

On the temple's open ground, countless headless bodies clad in white monk robes were lying scattered.

And before the main temple hall, a figure dressed in rough sackcloth sat with legs spread wide, expressionlessly fiddling with two sachets in his hands.

Beside him, a Ghost-Head Saber, glinting with a cold light, was plunged into the ground, exuding a palpable aura of menace.

This sight caused his heart to lurch instantly.

"You're finally back."

Qin Zheng raised his head, his expression calm as he looked at the monk Wuchang entering the temple.

After fighting his way to the temple where these fake monks resided, he had, in the end, found the very thing he least wanted to find.

A pile of familiar tattered clothes, a blood-stained sachet, and a heap of broken bones.

This extinguished any lingering hope in Qin Zheng's heart.

Simultaneously, it allowed the malice within him to erupt completely.

Qin Zheng placed the two sachets in his embrace and reached out, pulling the Ghost-Head Saber from the ground.

"Do you know who I am?"

Seeing him like this, the monk Wuchang frowned, then coldly demanded.

Qin Zheng shook his head.

Scenes from the dilapidated temple in the east of the city flashed through his mind.

The way the children's eyes would light up at the sight of meat, only to urge him to eat first.

When food was scarce, the way the children would suppress their hunger, pretending to be full, so that he could have all the meat.

The way they would watch him practice martial arts with curious, yearning looks on their small faces.

And that figure who was always busy by the stove.

The one who would always wait for his return late at night, feeling at ease only after seeing him.

The one who would always worry and fuss over him every time he went out.

The way she would blush involuntarily and avert her gaze when looking at him.

The way, at their last parting, she had held back words, suppressed her feelings, and handed him a sachet containing a peace charm.

Clearly, at that moment, their eyes already held a light!

Hope for a better life!

But why, in the end, did it turn out like this?!!

Qin Zheng roared in anger in his heart.

All the images in his mind converged at that moment, transforming into the most brilliant blade light!

"Beast, die by my hand!!!"

Qin Zheng shouted fiercely, his blade light blazing, as if dispelling the surrounding darkness and illuminating everything!