Chapter 37: Kill Without Mercy

Shizi's hand was more resilient than others, because due to pulling the bowstring all year round, there were many hard calluses on it.

The day he encountered the black-scaled wolf pack, facing a day and night of slaughter, his hand didn't tremble like it was now. One could imagine what kind of fierce battle the other party had experienced when Xu Qing hadn't returned.

And it must have been encountering someone who couldn't be resisted, which caused his fingers to be like this, while he himself had also suffered heavy injuries. The sense of exhaustion revealed in Luanya's weakness also clearly indicated that she had already exhausted everything.

Combined with the reactions of the crowd when he entered the camp, the many strange faces, and the cold gaze of the three-mustached man outside his dwelling.

All of this made Xu Qing already know who the enemy was.

Yet the more this was the case, the more intense the unease in his heart became, and under his questioning, Cross and Luan Ya also told him the reason in low voices!

The Lei Ting of his early years was not a scavenger but an ordinary person in a city very far from here.

Due to his own aptitude, he had once served as a guard in the city where he lived. He had also obtained the cultivation method at that time and was highly appreciated by the City Lord. He even had a childhood sweetheart fiancée.

Everything was beautiful, but all of this changed with the arrival of a caravan.

What exactly happened, Shizi and Luanya didn't know either. They just heard Lei Ting mutter once when he was drunk many years later that everything was gone.

His fiancée died, and his own cultivation base was also crippled after completing his revenge. He lived on through nine deaths, left his hometown, struggled to practice again, and became a scavenger.

Decades passed, and he became a candle in the wind.

Lei Ting, who had originally intended to retire, had already let go of everything, until...

He saw a caravan from outside in the camp and saw a person in the caravan.

That person who had destroyed everything of his, whom he thought he had already killed, hadn't died and had lived until now.

But Lei Ting didn't choose to continue his revenge, seemingly worried about implicating others, so he bitterly chose to escape and hurried to Songtao City.

But he didn't know that his enemy had already learned of his existence, so the Camp Master arranged manpower a few days ago to grab Lei Ting back from Songtao City and send him to his collaborator—that is, Lei Ting's enemy from his early years—as a gift.

"Someone in the Camp Master's place had their life saved by me. After I and Luanya returned two days ago, he secretly informed us. Only then did we know and immediately went to save him, but failed...

But in the Camp Master's place, I saw Lei Ting's enemy. The other party's foundation had also collapsed before, and he had practiced back like Lei Ting. Although he was higher than Lei Ting, he wasn't much higher." Shizi gritted his teeth and spoke.

"We have also inquired about this caravan. Behind them is a mysterious organization named Night Dove.

This organization is very large, with countless caravans scattered, walking in every scavenger camp and small city in the entire Eastern Wanggu Continent, trading with Camp Masters and City Lords, buying people to make... treasure-raising people." Luanya said in a low voice.

"Camp Master, caravan..." Xu Qing's breathing was rapid, and the killing intent in his eyes was strong to the extreme.

He felt as if a raging fire was burning crazily inside his body, causing bloodshot streaks to appear in his eyes, and with a towering rage, he turned around and walked directly toward the main gate.

Behind him, the Heir and Luanya were somewhat anxious. Luanya said urgently.

"Kid, we need to plan this matter carefully. We need to unite other scavengers. This involves disappearances over many years, we..."

"No need!" The instant the words drifted out, Xu Qing raised his right hand to grab the long sword on his back and waved it abruptly.

Instantly, the long sword turned into a cold glint, like a long rainbow, heading straight for the courtyard gate. It sank in an instant, and the great force contained within exploded.

The courtyard door shattered into four or five pieces, revealing a guard of the Camp Master's mansion who had been eavesdropping behind the door.

This person held a dagger, his eyes widened, his chest was pierced directly by the long sword, and he fell to the ground. As blood sprayed, there was terror in his expression.

And that long sword, containing too much power, pierced through this guard's body and headed straight for the alley entrance in the distance. Amidst the three-mustached man's scream, it pierced into his thigh like lightning, pinning him deeply to the ground.

The casualties of the two caused the outside to explode with whistling and low roars after a brief silence. The seven or eight guards of the Camp Master's mansion surrounding this place approached one after another.

The Heir and Luanya's expressions changed, and Xu Qing was like a lightning bolt, rushing out abruptly.

The instant he walked out of the gate, his right hand grabbed the dead guard's dagger, and with one step, he arrived before a person.

Without even looking, the moment he walked past his side, he raised the dagger and slashed at his neck. Blood sprayed, scarlet splattered, but it wasn't as red as Xu Qing's eyes at this moment.

In his blood-colored eyes, it seemed that Lei Ting's bitterness and indignation in the camp, watching his enemy from back then, surfaced.

This caused Xu Qing's killing intent to be even stronger. He turned around abruptly and threw a punch directly, landing on the chest of a guard who had leaped from behind him to attack.

With a muffled bang, this person bled from his seven orifices, his internal organs collapsed directly, and his body rolled backward like a broken kite, falling to the ground.

At the same time, three more people pounced with killing intent.

Among these three, two were at the fifth layer and one at the sixth layer, but the moment they approached, Xu Qing waved his right hand, and the black iron skewer flew out instantly.

It pierced directly through one person's skull. While his body crouched, the cold glint of the dagger in his hand flashed, and he appeared before the sixth-layer person, waving fiercely toward his neck.

With a "ka" sound.

This sixth-layer person reacted quickly, instantly manifesting a spiritual energy barrier to block Xu Qing's dagger, but he couldn't block his strength.

Amidst Xu Qing's red-eyed fierce push, he pushed the person back continuously. Amidst the roaring sound, he was pushed by Xu Qing directly onto the wall and pressed hard.

Under the terror of this sixth-layer guard, the dagger broke through his spiritual energy barrier, pierced into his neck, and instantly pierced through. With such force, the wall behind this sixth-layer corpse also collapsed with a roar.

Xu Qing, standing there, turned his head, the killing intent in his eyes as if it had turned into substance.

This caused the three or five remaining Camp Master guards in the surroundings to tremble in their hearts, their eyes contracting. Even though their cultivation bases were all at the sixth layer, they still trembled and retreated one after another.

Even the three-mustached man's scream stopped for a moment, his expression uncontrollably pale and anxious.

But the slaughter was far from over.

Xu Qing's body rushed abruptly. The brain of those three or five guards roared, and they were just about to accelerate their retreat, but it was still too late.

Xu Qing's speed was too fast. Approaching in an instant, his left hand slapped directly on the top of a guard's head. With a bang, it shattered. Following this, his body was like a ghost, appearing bizarrely beside another person. The dagger in his hand slashed past, and he swayed again, appearing before the third person.

This person trembled and emitted a desperate roar, opening his hands to hug Xu Qing, as if wanting to perish together.

But what awaited him was Xu Qing's fierce headbutt.

The roar stopped abruptly, the guard's forehead sank directly, and while he died, Xu Qing's body retreated abruptly, bumping into another person.

The dagger in his hand stabbed backward continuously, one knife, two knives, three knives...

Until he bumped this person onto another wall, only then did he raise his head.

Bang-bang sounds drifted out. All the guards in this place landed one after another, all dead, with no complete corpses!

Killing many people in succession, blood sprinkled on the ground. Under the sunlight approaching sunset, the bloodstains on the ground were reflected in a shocking manner.

Reflected on Xu Qing, he looked like a demon god.

Because of the slaughter here, many scavengers living nearby also walked out one after another, looking here and gasping one after another.

"It's Kid!!"

"He... how is he so strong!"

"All the dead are the Camp Master's people. He is going to confront the Camp Master!"

The Heir and Luanya also walked out, supporting each other. Looking at the corpses all over the ground, looking at Xu Qing's figure and the blood all over the ground in the sunlight, they were also shaken strongly in their hearts.

And amidst this uproar, Xu Qing walked toward the trembling three-mustached man. On the way, he took back the dagger and iron skewer, until he walked before the three-mustached man.

The three-mustached man trembled, cold sweat constantly dripping. It seemed that even the intense pain in his body at this moment couldn't surpass the terror in his heart. He wanted to struggle, but the long sword pinning his thigh made him unable to move in the slightest, and he could only open his mouth shrilly with despair in his eyes.

"Kid, you are rebelling..."

Xu Qing grabbed the long sword on his leg and slashed upward fiercely.

The sharp sword edge followed the three-mustached man's thigh, swept past his stomach and chin. Following the spraying of blood, the three-mustached man, who had been disemboweled alive, had his body twitch violently, emitting a shrill scream, and died!

After doing all this, Xu Qing was expressionless, only killing intent rising. Amidst the blood light reflected on the ground by the sunlight, he walked forward step by step.

The scavengers watching all this in front of him also trembled in their hearts one after another. Seeing Xu Qing arrive, they retreated and made way immediately.

They had seen ruthless ones, but most were adults and outlaws. It was extremely rare for a youth like Xu Qing, fourteen or fifteen years old, to be able to kill so calmly, and looking at his appearance, it seemed he wasn't finished yet.

"The direction he is going... is the Camp Master's mansion!"

The heavy breathing, following everyone seeing the direction Xu Qing was going, instantly turned into a roar of the heart, causing all scavengers to follow behind him without exception.

Looking from afar, Xu Qing walked in the very front, rushing toward the Camp Master's mansion at high speed.

And behind him, a large group of scavengers followed quickly, and there were even more scavengers who heard of this matter and gathered.

Besides this, the Camp Master's mansion also had guards and strange people from the caravan approaching Xu Qing here, among whom were experts, as if wanting to kill him!

And at this moment, in the Camp Master's mansion, the Camp Master was drinking tea, laughing and talking with a cold and arrogant old man wearing brocade robes beside him.

"Mr. Sun, don't worry. Within an incense stick of time, the matter will be resolved. No matter how scavengers are, they are not the opponents of our sect cultivators. I originally intended to cultivate this kid well. If he is useful, I will recommend him to the sect, but since he is so blind, just kill him."

"Better alive." The brocade-robed old man picked up the teacup, sipped it, put it down, and said calmly. ===== CHAPTER 38 =====