Chapter 74: The Washing Knife Society

Yujiang University.

Ding Huan shouldered his bag again; he planned to eliminate the Washing Knife Society first, then head to Kunlun Mountain.

"Teacher, what do I need to do?" Kong Dan had escorted Ding Huan all the way to the campus gate; he knew Ding Huan could not stay at Yujiang University for long.

Ding Huan patted Kong Dan's shoulder. "Just focus on your cultivation. Remember, the Wind Blade Art I taught you—never use it on the innocent."

In these past few days, Ding Huan had already prepared gene-enhancing serums for Kong Dan. Moreover, he had passed on to Kong Dan the Thousand Network Gene Scripture, Basic Long Fist, and a complete sword technique.

Compared to Fang Chong and the other three, Ding Huan had specifically taught Kong Dan the Wind Blade Art this time.

Since leaving Qianluo Mountain, he had sensed that gene beasts were growing increasingly rampant and powerful, so he had to impart some offensive techniques to Kong Dan.

"Rest assured, Teacher, I will strictly follow your instructions." Kong Dan, having spent long years in the Security Bureau, spoke with solemn seriousness when making promises.

Ding Huan smiled: "Don't call me Teacher. I'm only nineteen—much younger than you. Just call me Ding Huan."

"Those who master the path are teachers. All my cultivation comes from you. In my eyes, you are my teacher and my martial dao mentor." Kong Dan replied with utmost seriousness.

"Fine, do as you wish. I'm leaving. Goodbye." Ding Huan waved his hand. Around a year remained before the Gene Alliance's fleet would depart Earth, and Ding Huan still intended to board that fleet.

Whether he could return to Changyi Continent was a matter of luck. To restore his original path, Ding Huan had no intention of altering more things for now.

…

Luohé Luo Huan Tower.

Yuan Youzhen, deputy leader of the Washing Knife Society, had just returned from Peicheng with his subordinates and was exhausted; many of their members had died recently.

Yet the Washing Knife Society's income over this period could almost be described as printing money.

Over the past few months, gene beasts had gone mad, continuously unleashing beast tide massacres across the land.

More than a dozen cities had been wiped out by beast tides, and the Washing Knife Society specialized in this kind of extermination business.

Whenever a beast tide threatened a city, the Washing Knife Society would arrive first, claiming to defend the city against the beasts to gain trust.

As soon as the beast tide began its assault, the Washing Knife Society would immediately loot innocent civilians.

At that moment, no one cared about them, and no one would intervene.

As beast tides devoured city after city, who didn't want to escape as quickly as possible?

Once order collapsed, the Washing Knife Society could do as they pleased—arson, murder, robbery, anything. They didn't just steal from residents; they even robbed banks.

They never left any survivors in places they plundered.

Every trace of their atrocities was completely erased once the beast tide swept through the city.

Although this ill-gotten wealth came quickly, it came at a cost: besides resistance from civilians, those who moved too slowly faced the beast tide's onslaught.

To plunder and destroy evidence, they were always the last to leave disaster-stricken cities.

Previously, the Washing Knife Society had cared for their subordinates, but after the flood of wealth, they no longer showed the same concern.

They were constantly losing members, but in this world, there were endless homeless, starving people they could hire with their wealth to keep fighting for them.

Yuan Youzhen had just sat down when a subordinate rushed in urgently: "Chief Yuan, we've located Ding Xiaotu—he's at the entrance of Yujiang University…"

Yuan Youzhen was deputy leader of the Washing Knife Society, but in Luohé City, he was like a king.

In Luohé City, everyone called him "Chief," and no one dared add the word "deputy."

Even the loot from their raids on other cities was kept entirely by Yuan Youzhen himself.

How much he would hand over to headquarters was entirely up to him.

"Ding Xiaotu?" Yuan Youzhen had made so much money lately he couldn't immediately recall who Ding Xiaotu was.

"It's Ding Huan—he killed several of our men before." The subordinate quickly explained respectfully.

"Slap! This guy dares return to Luohé? Balls are huge, aren't they? Hmph, the Gene Alliance still hasn't caught him—impressive. Alert everyone immediately—head to the top-floor conference room."

Upon remembering Ding Xiaotu, Yuan Youzhen immediately grew excited.

He wasn't excited to kill Ding Xiaotu for revenge—he was excited because of Ding Xiaotu's secret.

In just a few months, Ding Xiaotu had trained three students who ranked among the top five in the Blue Star's ten top academies; the gene serum he used was simply godlike.

In this chaotic age, if he could control this gene serum, then…

The more Yuan Youzhen thought about it, the more excited he became. Why had the Gene Alliance issued a warrant for Ding Xiaotu? Precisely because of this gene serum!

Who would've thought—who would've thought—the Gene Alliance failed to capture Ding Xiaotu, yet he'd been cornered right here in Luohé?

So he must plan this operation perfectly—Ding Xiaotu must not escape again.

Although Yuan Youzhen no longer cared for his subordinates as before, his recent wealth had made each of them rich beyond measure.

Now, when Yuan Youzhen ordered everyone to the top-floor conference room, nearly every key member of the Washing Knife Society in Luohé City gathered there within minutes.

Yuan Youzhen got straight to the point: "Everyone knows how hard gene cultivation is. I'm sure you all know how three students from Yujiang University became gene cultivators in just three months."

That's right—it's Ding Xiaotu. Oh, he's changed his name to Ding Huan now. This Ding Huan possesses a gene serum that can turn anyone into a top-tier gene cultivator.

Now, Ding Huan has appeared at Yujiang University. We of the Washing Knife Society absolutely cannot miss this man."

Hearing Ding Huan was at Yujiang University, everyone grew excited.

Who here hadn't killed a few innocent people?

In their eyes, killing Ding Huan and seizing his gene serum for physical enhancement was no psychological barrier—it was only natural.

Besides, killing Ding Huan meant each of them could become a high-ranking gene cultivator—how thrilling was that?

"Chief, give the order—we won't let this man escape." Yan He, Yuan Youzhen's most loyal henchman, stood up first to declare his loyalty.

With Yan He's declaration, the others rose one by one to pledge their support.

"Excellent. My plan is, Yan He, you lead…"

"Your plan is mediocre. My plan is better—I'll just come myself. What do you think?" Ding Huan's voice interrupted Yuan Youzhen.

"You…" Yuan Youzhen stared at Ding Huan standing at the door, momentarily stunned.

"Ding Huan?" Feng Yu reacted instantly—he had been the one surveilling Ding Huan after Li Xing and Chang Chang Chongjin died.

"You're Ding Huan?" Yuan Youzhen stared at Ding Huan at the door, unable to believe it. Was this guy really that bold?

"That's right, I'm Ding Huan." Ding Huan walked in with a smile.

Yan He raised his hand and leveled his gun—not to kill Ding Huan, but to wound him and subdue him first.

Ding Huan could train three powerful students; he must himself be a Gene Cultivator.

"Puff!" The moment Yan He raised his hand, a streak of blood shot out—his hand, along with the gun, fell to the ground.

Blood exploded, instantly drenching Yan He in red.

Ding Huan walked toward Yuan Youzhen, saying, "When I went to the Pu Hai Gene Alliance headquarters, someone once pointed a gun at me. Later, they all died."

"You?" Yuan Youzhen suddenly realized—he pointed at Ding Huan, terror flooding his heart.

The Pu Hai Gene Alliance headquarters was wiped out overnight, but no one knew who did it.

Now he understood—it was Ding Huan.

The Washing Knife Society was decent in strength—only against ordinary people, or perhaps some Gene Abilities and Neijin martial artists, the Washing Knife Society feared nothing.

But facing a powerhouse capable of annihilating the Gene Alliance, the Washing Knife Society was far too weak.

"Teacher Ding, I, Yuan Youzhen, deserve ten thousand deaths for daring to plot against you..."

Yuan Youzhen was surprisingly straightforward—he stood up immediately and apologized.

He did not know that Ding Huan's divine sense had already detected the movement of his fingers behind his back.

Ding Huan opened his hand and sent out a wind blade—two Washing Knife Society members hiding in the corner of the conference room, guarding Yuan Youzhen, were sliced into four pieces.

Two guns followed, falling into the pool of blood.

Blood pooled across the floor; Yuan Youzhen felt his legs go weak and collapsed onto the ground.

"Call and order every Washing Knife Society member in Luohe to come here." Ding Huan kicked Yuan Youzhen farther away, then sat in Yuan Youzhen's seat.

He had learned from Qu Yi's death—this time, he would spare not a single soul.

Soft hands? Not an option.

Not even a lowly scrap of the Washing Knife Society would escape him.

No one responded to Ding Huan's words; no one made the call.

Ding Huan grew impatient, raised his hand, and launched several wind blades—several Washing Knife Society members were instantly split in two.

"Hurry up, my patience is limited," Ding Huan snapped.

"Big Brother Ding, if I make the call, will you spare my life?" Yan He, with only one hand, asked, his face pale.

He felt he was doomed today.

"If you make the call, I won't wipe out your family. If you don't, I'll kill every last one of them," Ding Huan sneered.

Ding Huan had never intended to kill Yan He's family—but he believed this was how to threaten such people.

"I'll call..." Yan He's face turned even paler.

"Remember: if even one person is missing, your whole family dies," Ding Huan grunted.

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