Meeting You Qingya's silk-thread seductive gaze, Li Qingshan stepped forward one step at a time.
The five burly men in black watched him warily, their gun barrels casually angling toward him.
Li Qingshan seemed oblivious. He stopped before You Qingya, his smile growing ever brighter.
"Ma'am, of course I have no problem sharing a drink with you."
You Qingya curled her lips, and her smile gained a trace of smugness.
Though they had met only once before, she had recognized at first sight today that this young man was the handsome little guy she had nearly taken down two months ago.
His offer of one million for a glass of wine had left a deep impression on her.
But there was no need for that now. All she needed was a word, and he would obediently do as she said.
You Qingya sat in her chair with one leg crossed over the other. Though she only came up to Li Qingshan's waist, her gaze carried an air of looking down from on high.
She gently swirled the small amount of liquor left in her glass and held it out.
"Handsome, this wine is good. Have a taste!"
Li Qingshan smiled and nodded, slowly raising his hand. Just as it reached halfway, he suddenly paused.
"Ma'am, we agreed on one million per glass before. You're not planning to freeload, are you?"
"What!" You Qingya froze instantly.
If he could say that, then he had definitely recognized her too.
But her figure, height, hair color, and appearance had all changed. How had he recognized her?
In the instant she hesitated, Li Qingshan's right hand had already gripped the hilt.
Since there was no way to retreat, then he would not retreat.
He drew his blade from its sheath.
The instant the blade left its sheath, it became a sky full of blade shadows.
Li Qingshan stepped diagonally forward, and the blade shadows swept past You Qingya, flashing behind her.
The five burly men in black reacted quickly and tried to pull their triggers.
But no matter how hard they tried, their fingers would not move in the slightest.
Just then,
Lines of blood appeared on five wrists almost simultaneously.
Agonizing pain struck, and their palms slid off.
Their hands had been severed.
However, five ordinary bodyguards were not Li Qingshan's main target.
Before the hands even hit the ground, the sky full of blade shadows had already descended upon You Qingya in her chair.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
The Chopping Knife passed through her limbs without resistance and smashed the wooden chair to pieces.
In the blink of an eye,
Only a heap of debris, four severed limbs, and a limbless torso remained on the ground.
"Dead?"
Li Qingshan frowned slightly, staring at the severed limbs on the floor.
This battle had been too easy—so easy that it exceeded his expectations.
As the first Evil God Cultist he had fought, You Qingya was abnormally weak.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! I'll kill you!"
A hoarse shriek suddenly rang out. Blood light lit up from all the severed limbs at once. As it intensified, the limbs gradually withered and decayed.
"You forced me to do this!"
Her voice had long since lost its coquettish charm, becoming neither male nor female.
Several streaks of blood light blazed to their brightest at that moment and floated toward the torso that had become a stump.
As the blood light poured in, blood-red tentacles gradually extended from the torso's limbs.
Slimy, disgusting, savage, twisted.
"Now that's more like it!"
Li Qingshan's eyes lit up, and his frown eased.
With a stride, he brought down a sky full of blade shadows.
The blood-red tentacles reacted quickly and rushed to meet them.
The blood light was rapidly depleted, while more and more tentacles grew, densely packed together.
The next instant, blade shadows collided with tentacles.
Blood splattered everywhere, and severed limbs flew through the air.
The blood-red tentacles were ultimately just ordinary flesh and blood. They could not withstand the slashing of a sharp blade.
"You Madman! Lunatic! I'll kill you!"
At the center of the tentacles, You Qingya's voice grew ever more crazed.
All the fallen limbs transformed into blood light once more, flowing into the main body and growing into new tentacles.
But... it was useless!
What could not be blocked, could not be blocked!
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Li Qingshan was like a merciless blade-wielding machine, the sky full of blade shadows without the slightest flaw.
Flesh and blood were not endless. As more and more tentacles were severed, an increasing number no longer transformed into blood light after falling, instead landing directly on the ground as ash.
In less than a minute, the floor was already covered in ashes.
At the center of the ashes lay the torso, once again reduced to a stump.
However, it was not dead yet.
"Heh... heh... You'll all die. Every last one of you will die!"
Her golden hair was long gone. Her head had swollen by a circle, exposing a slick scalp, while her two wide-open eyeballs were filled with blood vessels.
Li Qingshan stood beside her. After examining her carefully, he asked seriously,
"Does this mean you count as a 'monster' now?"
"Hahaha, a monster?"
Her sharp-toothed mouth opened wide, her blood-red eyes full of mockery and madness.
"What? Are you scared now?"
"No, no, no. You misunderstand."
Li Qingshan shook his head, unable to stop the smile curling across his lips.
"I think you're even cuter now!"
Cuter?
Time and space seemed to freeze at that instant. Her open mouth remained unable to close for a long while, and her blood-red eyes were filled with blankness.
Until a streak of blade light flashed, reflected in those great eyes.
She finally came back to herself. In the final moment of her life, she spat out two words.
"Madman!"
The blade light fell, and ashes scattered.
[Monster killed. Martial Arts Space Experience +5. Available Time Increase: 5 years]
A line of information flashed above the Status Panel.
Li Qingshan sheathed his blade and stood tall, revealing a knowing smile.
"So Evil God Cultists are 'monsters' too."
"Coach, you're fucking awesome!"
Cao Shaoyu shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice cracking outright.
When You Qingya had transformed into a monster, he had been scared stiff.
But as the blade fell and the monster vanished into ash, Cao Shaoyu instantly snapped awake, overwhelmed with excitement.
So what if it was a monster?
Wherever the long blade pointed, ghosts and gods alike fled!
"Stop shouting."
Li Qingshan shook his head, walked over, and lightly smacked the back of his head. Then he used the flat of his blade to knock Cheng An awake.
"B-Boss!"
Cheng An's legs were still trembling. After glancing over the mess covering the ground, his lips quivered as he said,
"Boss, let's run!"
He was just a lowly chip runner. Tonight's scene had been far too stimulating for him.
Li Qingshan turned to look toward the hall.
The chaotic scene was escalating further. Fierce Beasts were slaughtering without restraint, while the audience screamed and cried as they fled in all directions.
But there were still some clever people who had noticed the commotion near the exit and were squeezing their way over.
Li Qingshan made a swift decision and pushed Cao Shaoyu over to Cheng An.
"You take this kid and leave first. I'll stay a little longer."
"Coach, I want to stay and help you!"
Cao Shaoyu's blood was boiling right now. How could he retreat at the moment of battle?
Slaying monsters and saving the people from fire and water was precisely his "path of chivalry"!
"You'd only be dead weight if you stayed. Get the hell out of here!"
Li Qingshan waved impatiently, his eyes locking onto the roaring figures in the hall as he lightly licked his lips.
The mastermind was dead. How could he possibly let these Fierce Beasts go?
"Boss, you are truly righteous!"
Cheng An's expression turned solemn, and he bowed to Li Qingshan.
Then, taking Cao Shaoyu with him, he pushed open the iron door and ran toward the stairwell.
"Righteous?"
Li Qingshan was utterly baffled, but he did not dwell on it.
He turned and fixed his blazing gaze on one of the Fierce Beasts, then charged out with his Chopping Knife raised.
The iron door stood wide open, and light tore through the darkness, allowing the people already moving in this direction to see the hope of life.
The crowd converged, blocking the way ahead.
Li Qingshan frowned. With a casual slap, he sent several people blocking his path flying. He raised his Chopping Knife high, Killing Intent running wild.
"Patrol Bureau business. Those who block the way die!"
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