Chapter 20: The Devil's Sect

  "behead"

  A grey-white sword light, just as Yu Zeren rushed out, slashed past his body like lightning.

  Yu Zeren burst out laughing, and under the protection of his internal energy shield, he didn't think this lightning-fast slash could do anything to him.

  "A tiny skill, also come to show ugliness, obediently..."

  The last few words had not yet been spoken by Yu Zeren when the white sword light had already passed through his body surrounded by red inner energy.

  A flash of sword light!

  Yu Zeren's body was split in two from the neck down.

  But what was left unsaid would never be spoken again.

  Seeing Yu Zeren fall to the ground and unable to get up, Fang Ling let out a big sigh of relief. At this moment, he had a feeling of collapsing to the ground.

  This feeling wasn't because he let out a sigh of relief, but rather that the previous sword strike had exhausted all the internal energy within his body.

  Enduring the discomfort within his body, Fang Lin grasped the sword symbol that Lin Mu had given him and retrieved it back.

  The golden sword emblem was a bit dull, with three red stripes on it, but now only two were left.

  This made Fang Ling feel a little heartache.

  Carefully putting away the sword symbol in his hand, Fang Lin's gaze fell on the corpse of Yu Zeren, who was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open.

  As for Yu Zeren's death, Fang Ling did not have any sympathy in his heart, he only had a sense of regret.

  Yu Zeren's six-layered Qi practice is unparalleled, and his skills are even more impressive than those of Guan Wushang from the Huwei Martial Arts Hall. However, this formidable figure was unable to withstand a single strike from Lin Mucheng's sword symbol.

  It's no wonder that cultivators of the 7th layer of Qi look down on others who are below the 6th layer, and now even themselves have some disdain for those who cultivate martial skills.

  Must break through the seven layers of Qi, and become a member of the cultivators.

  Fang Ling clenched his fist, and immediately began to collect Yu Zeren's body. It was clear that Yu Zeren was not a person who easily trusted others, so he had put all his valuables on himself.

  Five hundred thousand taels of gold, made Fang Ling extremely surprised. Although he had made a big profit in medicinal materials, it was only tens of millions of taels of gold, but Yu Zeren was really rich, with just five hundred thousand taels of gold tickets alone.

  "Blood Slaughter Merit" is a book with only over 20 pages, which not only records Yu Zeren's cultivation methods but also his techniques such as "Tears of Blood Claw".

  Fang Ling has already been cultivating the family's Pei Yuan Gong, so he naturally wouldn't abandon it to cultivate this Blood Slaughter Gong. As for techniques like the Weeping Blood Divine Claw, Fang Ling can indeed practice them, but without the Blood Slaughter Gong as a foundation, the power of the Weeping Blood Divine Claw would be much weaker, and it would basically be a useless thing.

  Just as Fang Lin was about to put the Blood Slaughter Technique aside, the last page caught his eye.

  Blood Ignition!

  It was only one page with just over two hundred words, but in Fang Lin's eyes, it was like a treasure.

  This Blood Incantation does not restrict the user to a specific cultivation method, its effect is only one, that is to burn the caster's vital energy and blood, instantly doubling the caster's power.

  Although it may cause endless trouble, at a critical moment, it can be a lifesaver.

  Fang Ling quietly memorized the Burning Blood Technique, then lifted up Yu Zeren's corpse and prepared to find a place to bury it.

  But when he picked up Yu Zeren's red shirt, the feeling in his hand told him that there was something mixed in this clothes before.

  "Psst"

  Fang Lingyi suddenly tore open Yu Zeren's outer garment, and a piece of cloth filled with writing floated out from between the clothes.

  For this fabric, Fang Ling was very careful. After all, for his own cultivation method, Yu Zeren just casually put it in his pocket, but he carefully hid this piece of cloth in his shirt, showing how much he valued it.

  After reading the words on the picture, Fang Ling fell into contemplation.

  It's not that the content of this picture disappointed him, but rather it gave him a hint of surprise.

  This painting was left behind by a disciple of Huamozong.

  To be precise, this was left behind by a disciple of the Demon Transformation Sect who managed to escape. A hundred years ago, the four major sects of Lu Country joined forces to annihilate the Demon Transformation Sect, and this disciple, due to his low cultivation level, slipped away unnoticed.

  Knowing that the identity of a demonic sect disciple would be hard to survive with, this demonic sect disciple hid the twelve corpses he had cultivated in a secret mountain valley and then entered the ordinary people's world.

  The world thus had the Divine Sword Villa.

  This map records the locations of the twelve corpses.

  The disciple of Huámó Zōng who founded the Divine Sword Villa that year left behind twelve corpses when he had the intention to use them later, but with a stable life after marriage and children, as well as the ruthless pursuit of the remaining Huámó Zōng by the four major sects, this Huámó Zōng disciple ultimately did not activate the corpses.

  Yu Zeren slaughtered the entire Divine Sword Mountain Villa and obtained this map. Over the years, he has been searching according to the map, until recently, he finally found the location of the valley where the Demon Sect disciple hid his body.

  Lushan!

  These three words were added by Yu Zeren on the map!

  Fang Lin, who grew up in Dingfang City, knew that Luming Mountain was one hundred and fifty miles away from Dingfang City.

  For these twelve corpses with power comparable to the seventh layer of Qi Refining, Fang Lin's heart was filled with longing. The refined corpse is not considered a living thing, if it can be put into the Xijiao Smoke and Dust Map, the power of the map will increase greatly.

  After picking up the map and pondering for a moment, Fang Ling took Yu Zeren's head and walked towards his own room.

  It's already dawn!

  When the sky has just brightened, it is an important time for practitioners. Practicing at this hour can be three times more effective than usual.

  The maid under Chen Zhenghua's body was tightly embracing him, as if she wanted to make him grow on her own body. The little maid became more and more plump and radiant, inside and out, being nourished by him like a tender tofu. Although Chen Zhenghua enjoyed this feeling of pressing the tofu, he still slowly withdrew from the maid's body. At this moment, he needed to cultivate well.

  But today, he didn't cultivate, instead, he walked towards Fang's house with great enthusiasm early in the morning.

  Bodies piling up like mountains, or rivers of blood?

  What a pity, a beauty like Huā Pǔ Yǐng was destroyed by Yu Zé Rén's ruthless hand. Every time Chen Zhèng Huá thinks of this little beauty, his heart is filled with longing, but unfortunately, his old man doesn't support him, and he himself dares not negotiate terms with the fierce Yu Zé Rén.

  "Master, look quickly, there are many people from the Fang government office standing at the entrance of the Fang residence." Just as Chen Zhenghua was thinking about how this delicate and beautiful flower, Hua Shuying, would wither away, his servant spoke up in a low voice behind him.

  Is there anyone from the government office? Haha, it seems like the Fang family is in a pretty miserable state this time.

  "Go and take a look." Although Cheng Shi was the highest leader of Dingfang City, in Dingfang City, he could continue to do so only by looking at the face of the Chen family.

  Even several disobedient city guards ultimately died unjustly.

  And in the end, if you're dead, then you're dead!

  So the people in the government office didn't put any pressure on the Chen family at all.

  "Ah, Master Chen!" A constable with a sword at his side smiled like a blooming flower the moment he saw Chen Zhenghua and greeted him respectfully.

  As for the attitude of the officer, Chen Zhenghua didn't take it to heart. He calmly put on a poker face and asked, "What's going on? Why have you all come so early?"

  "What a big deal! We didn't want to come so early either!" The officer said with a tired face.

  Chen Zhenghua felt more and more at ease in his heart. This Yu Zeren was indeed a notorious villain, and when it came to doing things, he was quick and efficient.

  He nodded, just about to ask a question, when he saw Guan Wushuang, the manager of Huwei Martial Arts Hall, walking out from inside with a black face. Seeing Guan Wushuang's heavy expression, Chen Zhenghua raised an eyebrow in doubt, how did this guy come so early?

  Isn't he also aware of the news?

  It should be like this, Guan Wushang is the local snake of Dingfang City, and nothing can escape his attention. This guy is worried, and he should be worried about being a scapegoat, after all, Fang Ling just beat up three hundred disciples of Huwei Martial Arts Hall yesterday, and today they were annihilated.

  Who would have thought of Huwei Martial Arts Hall first?

  The official's pursuit may not be a big deal, but the grandmaster behind Fang Ling is enough to make Guan Wushang's heart skip a beat.

  The evidence is what the authorities want, and a great master like Guan Yunchang doesn't need any reason to kill someone.

  "What's going on, Old Guan?" Chen Zhenghua asked with a pretentious tone, addressing the bowed and contemplative Guan Wushang.

  Guan was unhurt and looked up to see Chen Zhenghua. His face turned cold, but he immediately smiled and said: "It's nothing, it's not a big deal."

  Nothing big has happened, do you think I don't know what's going on? Hehe, this time it's enough for you to take a fall. Although it's a pity to sacrifice you, but after all, you're just a dog, and the Chen family is not short of dogs.

  Chen Zhenghua smiled and said: "It's a small matter, it's a small matter."

  Just as he was about to say a couple more words to Guan Wushang, the sound of footsteps came over, and three people walked out of the footsteps. The first one was Zhao Xianshi, and the second one was Wang Daoer, the captain of Dingfang City.

  As for these two people coming out, Chen Zhenghua wasn't surprised at all. But when he saw the third person, his whole body froze there.

  His refined face had an extra hint of elegance, and the whole person was a world apart from before. Walking alongside Zhao Xian Shi and Wang Dao Er, these two people couldn't suppress his aura at all now.

  "Master Fang, this time your esteemed household has beheaded Yu Zeren, it's truly a great joy to the public. I will definitely report this matter to Zhou Ya and have Yu Zeren's reward sent to Master Fang's residence." Wang Dao'er said with a smile all over his face, speaking in an even more flattering tone.

  At this time, Chen Zhenghua had no time to notice his expression, in his mind, swirling was the sentence Wang Daoer said.

  Kill Yu Zeren!

  Yu Zeren actually died in Fang Manor!

  Yu Zeren, who had been entrusted with the greatest expectations by him, was actually dead!

  "Wang Dao'er, what did you say? Yu Zeren is actually dead!" Chen Zhenghua found it hard to keep his calm and asked loudly.

  Wang Dao'er saw Chen Zhenghua hurrying along, and a hint of suspicion appeared on his face. However, he was an intelligent person and knew that in his position, it was best not to offend the Chen family. So, with a smile, he said: "Yes, Master Chen, yesterday evening, Yu Zeren took his own life and rushed to Fang Gongzi's house to commit murder, but was beheaded on the spot!"

  "This... how is this possible?!" Chen Zhenghua muttered.

  "How can it be impossible, with Yu Zeren's head on the line? Some people always have wild ideas, but I hope such things happen less often!" Zhao Xianshi said in a gloomy tone, with an air of hidden meaning.

  This made Chen Zhenghua even more uncomfortable, he understood that Zhao Xianshi was warning him!

  A servant held a small tray, on which was Yu Zeren's head. Looking at the head, Chen Zhenghua's body trembled slightly!

  Then he saw Fang Ling's smile.

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