Wunan's Number One Killing King

The black cocoon shell, like a shadow, crumbled with a gentle pinch, revealing a large, plump maggot inside.

Cheng Sheng casually picked one up and examined it closely—the larva's color had darkened considerably, changing from its original pinkish-white to grayish-white. In addition, some mysterious black flower-like patterns had grown inside its body.

"There were even dead ones..."

Cheng Sheng crushed each of the black cocoons and found that the larvae inside eight of them had vanished into thin air, leaving only a black stain, as if they had been melted away by the Black Tide.

Oh right, the biggest one!

Cheng Sheng had the Cheng Sheng hopes for the Plague Fly larva that had already absorbed the Strange Mist once, so he placed it in a separate location. He found the corresponding black cocoon and picked it up.

This black cocoon was noticeably larger and thicker than the other twenty.

"I hope he doesn't die too..."

Cheng Sheng picked up the black cocoon and shook it, but couldn't feel any movement inside; it seemed empty. His heart sank slightly.

I gently squeezed it open, and I was worried that I would see another puddle of black water, but to my surprise...

A grayish-white moth flew out of its cocoon!

"It turned into a fly by itself?!"

Cheng Sheng was taken aback. He stretched out a finger, and the grayish-white "moth" obediently landed on his fingertip.

Although it's called a "moth," it actually looks like a fly, only much larger than a regular fly. It looks like it's been bleached, giving it a pale grayish-white appearance.

Cheng Sheng held it with his fingers, as if holding a small piece of... grayish-white ashes.

Cheng Sheng met the pair of cloudy white compound eyes, his gaze flickering, and murmured, "What... has it evolved into?"

Su Tai sat quietly alone in the center of the empty dojo, his eyes closed, as if he were asleep.

"Rustle..."

A maid carried in freshly brewed hot tea, the hem of her tube skirt rustling softly against the floor.

Su Tai's ears twitched slightly. Without opening his eyes, he simply said, "Put it there."

The maid obediently put down what she was carrying.

But the expected rustling sound never came again, and the entire temple fell into an eerie silence.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?!"

Su Tai frowned slightly, then suddenly opened his eyes, only to see a scene completely different from what he had perceived through his "hearing and seeing"!

--The honest maid who had diligently served him at the dojo for nearly twenty years now stood stiffly in front of him, her face ashen and blood streaming from her seven orifices.

A pair of bare feet, as hard as steel, landed firmly on the maid's shoulders. Someone crossed their arms, looked down at Su Tai, and said with a half-smile, "As a true fighter who has comprehended the Qi Soul, you wouldn't even notice me if I stood right in front of you."

It seems, just as the rumors said, that you were seriously injured in the battle of Bangtun and haven't recovered yet..."

"!!"

Su Tai's eyes widened, his face showing extreme shock and anger.

In an instant, Su Tai suddenly sprang up, and at the same time, the man whose feet were on the shoulders of the maid's corpse laughed loudly. He spread out his strong arms, which were as strong as if cast in bronze, and a buzzing sound immediately rang out in the dojo!

"Boom!"

Two massive air currents collided within the dojo, and in the darkness, it seemed as if a ferocious, dark crocodile and a giant, bright yellow bee were faintly visible in the air.

The two figures clashed more than dozens of times in different locations within a few seconds, reaching a level of power and speed that is unimaginable to an ordinary person.

Terrifying sonic booms, mixed with the hissing of crocodiles and buzzing of bees, rang out continuously. The floor of the dojo cracked rapidly, as if ravaged by an invisible tornado, tearing away large swathes of debris in all directions.

At a certain moment, "Boom!"

A figure shot out from the center of the air current and crashed hard into the wall on one side of the dojo.

The wall bearing the huge characters "Black Kill" cracked instantly, spreading out dense spiderweb patterns. Su Tai's body was mostly embedded in the wall. He coughed and spat out a large clump of black blood.

"Ruan Clan's... Killer Bee!"

Su Tai slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes fixed on the battle in front of him, spitting out each word with difficulty through clenched teeth.

"Call--"

A gust of wind swept through, extinguishing the dust that had risen within the temple grounds.

A figure slowly emerged from the broken floorboards.

A man with short white hair, a bronze complexion, and fine tattoos covering his arms and neck approached Su Tai, clasped his hands together, and spoke softly with a wicked smile, "Ruan Xian, the Wunan's Number One Killing King, greets the master of the Black Killing Style!"

"Click click..."

Su Tai gritted his teeth and slowly pulled himself out of the wall, barely managing to stand amidst the rubble and debris scattered on the ground.

"Cough cough..."

He coughed a few times, his eyes flickering, and said in a low voice, "I don't remember ever having any enmity with the Wunan Ruan Clan."

Ruan Xian glanced casually at the clump of black blood wriggling with white maggots on the ground and replied in a nonchalant tone, "Master Su is probably mistaken. My main purpose in coming here today is not to seek revenge."

I came here on a job. Someone paid me twenty million to bring your head back...

"Who?"

"Hundred Feet Sect"

"Really..."

Su Tai took a deep breath and straightened up. "I'll give you fifty million."

"Forehead..."

Ruan Xian was taken aback at first, then slowly smiled. "Really, Master Su saw right through me. I'm the kind of killer who has no principles."

Master Su is truly wealthy and powerful. The Hundred Feet Sect Clan is just a bunch of stingy paupers. No wonder they were treated like dogs and kicked out of Qingsha City by Master Su back then...

I'll give you the money tomorrow.

Su Tai remained expressionless. "Is there anything else?"

"Is Master Su about to see the guests out?"

Ruan Xian looked dejected, but then held up one finger. "However, I still have something to discuss with Master Su."

"What's up?"

Su Tai said coldly, "You speak."

I have a daughter named Ruan Wen.

Ruan Xian began, "A year ago, my daughter and I had a disagreement. She had a big fight with me and brought people to Wuda Prefecture."

I suddenly started missing her lately, but after coming here I realized...

Ruan Xian spread his hands helplessly, "She's actually dead."

"You think the Black Killing Style killed her?"

Su Tai shook his head. "Impossible."

Ruan Xian calmly said, "But that's the truth."

Su Tai retorted, "Where's the evidence?"

Ruan Xian was taken aback, then shook his head with a smile, "Master Su is really joking."

"Does someone like me need any evidence to do anything?"

Su Tai's expression froze, his eyes flickered, and he slowly said, "I'll add another twenty million."

"Not enough."

Ruan Xian shook his head, "If my daughter were alive, she could easily kill a few people for me, and I'd earn back the 20 million."

How many do you want?

Su Tai frowned.

Ruan Xian walked around the dojo with a smile, and said quietly as he walked, "Some things can't be bought with money."

Ruan Wen was my only daughter; she died, and I am heartbroken.

I heard that Master Su also has a daughter, how about this...

Ruan Xian stopped and turned to look at Su Tai, smiling slightly. "Master Su, you can compensate me with your daughter, and this debt will be wiped clean."

"Impossible!"

Su Tai blurted out, his eyes darkening as he stared at Ruan Xian in front of him, and coldly cursed, "You madman!"