Chapter 243: Qin's House Ransacked!

Iron Sword Sect has become a dead land.

From the mountain gate to the rear courtyard, everything is in disarray, corpses litter the wild, nearly wiping out the sect.

Meng Qianche gazed at Tie Hengliu's corpse, his expression unprecedentedly solemn.

Clad in Profound Iron Heavy Armor and possessed of Profound Iron Hundred-fold Tempered, a top-tier horizontal training,

With Tie Hengliu's martial prowess, even against a Quasi Grandmaster who had ignited the furnace, he could still fend off one or two.

Yet he was punched through his armor, gang qi, and horizontal training, his bones shattered throughout, revealing the visitor's martial arts as ferocious; even if not a Martial Dao Grandmaster, he's not far from that level.

"When did such a fierce person appear in Heaven River Prefecture?"

While Meng Qianche's mind and spirit were wildly shaken, he also pondered the identity of the striker.

In Cloud Prefecture, the grandmaster-level martial artists are led by Grand Marshal Hong Sixiang, followed by the three major sects: Great Dragon Temple, Wind Thunder Valley, and Giant Whale Gang.

Lastly is the Prefect of Chen of Cloud Prefecture City.

Besides our own gang leader, few can smash Tie Hengliu dead with a single punch……

Those who dominate with fists and palms and are also skilled in the way of archery are even fewer.

"Such overbearing fist technique, such ruthless killing arrow art—could it be that the Grand Marshal has returned?"

Meng Qianche muttered to himself.

But Grand Marshal Hong Sixiang leads troops guarding the frontier pass; without an order, he cannot leave his post arbitrarily—how could he return to Cloud Prefecture for a mere Iron Sword Sect?

But if not that Grand Marshal, could it be the Valley Master Nie of Wind Thunder Valley?

As one of Cloud Prefecture's three major powers, the Giant Whale Gang's intelligence gathering on the prefecture's experts is nothing short of thorough.

But right now, Meng Qianche cannot find anyone matching the killer who wiped out Iron Sword Sect and slew Tie Hengliu.

"Elder Meng!"

Just then, another gang disciple came to report, his face grim, having discovered a cave.

Behind the Iron Sword Sect's rear mountain, a ten‑thousand‑catty boulder smashed by a heavy punch revealed a deep, hidden passage.

Upon approaching, a foul stench and bloody odor assailed them.

Meng Qianche took the lead, walking at the very front.

Soon he stopped his steps.

After the long hidden passage lay a hollowed‑out mountain interior, the source of the foul smell.

By the faint light of torches, everyone saw a sight that made their scalps tingle.

Hundreds to thousands of corpses lay haphazardly piled on a floor paved with white bones, resembling a mountain of corpses at a glance.

Some had died not long ago, their flesh still fresh, yet their five viscera and six bowels had been hollowed out, leaving only empty shells.

Besides countless human corpses, there were also the dead bodies of a dozen or so mountain ghosts.

One of these mountain ghosts stood about a zhang tall, like the World‑Chaos Demon Ape, its limbs bound by Profound Iron Chains, the ends of the chains sunk deep into the mountain walls.

Strangely, these mountain ghosts seemed to have been dead for years, their flesh desiccated, fur waxy yellow, as if a gust could blow them away.

"These beasts of Iron Sword Sect actually colluded with the Ghost Mother Sect, raising mountain ghosts on human flesh to refine Ghost Mother Origin Pills!"

Meng Qianche's face turned dark as iron, he suppressed the urge to vomit, and retreated from the cave.

No wonder that old scoundrel Tie Hengliu could achieve Viscera Refinement Perfection in just a few short years—he was actually engaged in the business of eating people.

Perhaps his breakthrough in Viscera Refinement is also related to refining these mountain ghosts into pills.

Thanks to the gang leader still praising him as a late‑blooming talent, thick‑accumulated thin‑burst, a usable asset—who would have thought he was a humanity‑erasing demon who refines pills from humans.

From the mountain‑like pile of white bones on the ground, the number of people Iron Sword Sect has 'eaten' over the years is not ten thousand, but eight thousand.

Among them were even renowned martial artists who came seeking fame, ultimately becoming food in the mountain ghosts' bellies, turning into raw material for Tie Hengliu's pills.

"What a vicious heart!"

Meng Qianche felt a chill in his heart.

He considered himself not a soft‑hearted sort, and didn't know how many martial artists he had killed.

Refining humans into pills—how is that different from cannibalism among one's own kind?

Just thinking about it makes him feel nauseous and repulsed, completely unacceptable.

Leaving Iron Sword Sect, Meng Qianche's heart remained unsettled for a long time.

He was both angry at the inhumanity of Iron Sword Sect and shocked by the decisiveness and cruelty of the one who struck.

Even if Iron Sword Sect, with its over three hundred members, colluded with demons, there would still be one or two innocents.

But that person said kill and killed, without a hint of hesitation.

Such slaughter and ferocity truly makes one's heart tremble.

"Elder, the one who wiped out Iron Sword Sect is just a single person—could it be the Office Chief Fu of the Demon Suppression Office?"

A young disciple shook his head hard, as if trying to fling the hellish scene he saw in the cave from his mind, and asked curiously.

"No."

Meng Qianche spoke decisively.

Regarding that Office Chief Fu, although he's not familiar with him, he knows the other's conduct, though overbearing, also carries his own pride; he would likely disdain to act against Iron Sword Sect disciples whose martial arts are far inferior to his own.

Let alone directly exterminating an entire household.

But the person who acted this time is ruthless and merciless.

He bears the aura of slaying gods when he meets gods, and slaying demons when he meets demons.

This inevitably reminds him of that killing god who once made the entire Cloud Prefecture martial world tremble at the mention of his name:

Eight‑Armed Evil Dragon, Nie Jinfeng!

That was a truly ruthless person!

He once dominated an era.

During his years roaming the martial world, wiping out families and exterminating clans was as routine as eating and drinking, earning him the name Evil Dragon.

Could it really be that the Killing God, after staying still too long, has emerged to purge the martial world?

Meng Qianche felt a sudden jolt, sensing that this might not be over, and he hurried back to Tianhe Prefecture City to report to the Giant Whale Gang's leadership.

Soon he learned from Yunzhou City that the Iron Sword Sect's destruction could not have been the work of Nie Jin Feng.

Because he is still in Fenglei Valley at the moment.

The letter also noted that Yunlong Commander Qin Shuo of the Demon-Suppressing Office is hunting the Ghost Mother Sect's Netherworld Dharma King, and the Iron Sword Sect massacre was likely his work.

The Giant Whale Gang's leaders repeatedly warned not to provoke that Qin.

If you encounter him carrying a search order…

Do not resist!

Do not resist!

Do not resist!

Otherwise, you will be expelled from the Giant Whale Gang and regarded as an enemy.

Seeing the threefold "Do not resist" in his hand, Meng Qianche felt a sudden sense of absurdity.

The last time he got such a harshly worded headquarters letter was likely years ago, when Fu Lingyun first assumed his post in Yunzhou.

How is it that another Qin Shuo has shown up now?

Qin Shuo?

What a familiar name!

Huh?

Isn't this the kid who was pursued by the three great demon kings in Fengyang City a month ago?

It's only been…

Has it made the Giant Whale Gang's leaders so wary?

Since his last departure from Fengyang City, he has been constantly moving among Tianhe Prefecture's major sects and gangs, and indeed he has been somewhat out of the loop regarding Yunzhou news.

But only a month has passed…

Has that boy grown to the point where even the Giant Whale Gang's leadership fears him?

Suppressing his doubts, Meng Qianche called a few Giant Whale Gang leaders and ordered them to closely watch the movements of Tianhe Prefecture's major sects.

As soon as you find any trace of the person who wiped out the Iron Sword Sect, report it right away!

As one of Yunzhou's three major powers, the Giant Whale Gang's intelligence network is vast—far surpassing that of Fenglei Valley and the Great Dragon Temple.

Especially in Tianhe Prefecture, the Giant Whale Gang's power even exceeds that of the Zhenwu Hall and the Divine Constabulary—so much so that saying they can cover the sky with one hand is no exaggeration.

Soon, urgent secret reports piled up on Meng Qianche's desk.

Iron Sword Sect, Clear River Manor, Golden Blade Fort, Fire Dragon Temple, Cloud Peak Observatory…

One after another, the prominent forces and sects of Tianhe Prefecture were torn out root and branch, completely wiped out.

Even after the Giant Whale Gang found Ghost Mother Sect traces in those forces, such brutal, merciless carnage still left its Tianhe Prefecture leaders feeling shocked.

In just half a month, thirteen forces in Tianhe Prefecture were wiped out.

Such a shocking bloodbath caused an uproar not only in Tianhe Prefecture but even in Yunzhou City.

Brutal!

Ferocious!

Terrifying!

For a time, the name Qin Shuo became synonymous with wiping out families and clans.

Even some people secretly gave him nicknames like 'Qin the Family‑Slaughterer', 'Qin the Clan‑Exterminator', 'Qin the Asura'…

But the most widely accepted and widespread nickname remains 'Qin the Family‑Slaughterer'.

As the extermination wave intensified, all the major sects in Tianhe Prefecture trembled with fear.

Some guilty sects went so far as to close their doors and turn away visitors.

Only when someone curious slipped inside did they find the whole manor completely deserted.

The entire martial world of Tianhe Prefecture was on edge, everyone in peril, fearing a visit from 'Qin the Family‑Slaughterer'.

Yet even more terrified than the sects of Tianhe Prefecture was the Netherworld Dharma King.

Damn it, is his stamina truly limitless?

In the night's darkness, the Netherworld Dharma King fled with disheveled hair, his heart sunk to the depths, his eyes filled with despair.

Iron Sword Sect, Clear River Manor, Golden Blade Fort, Fire Dragon Temple, Cloud Peak Observatory…

Over the past half month, he has traveled thousands of miles, visiting every sect and force linked to the Ghost Mother Sect.

Just fleeing has drained all his energy, and he has used up all his medicinal pills.

But the person behind him not only wiped out the many forces he passed, but also kept up with his pursuit without slowing.

The sects that have stood in Tianhe Prefecture for decades or centuries are like weeds in the wasteland, unable to hinder that Qin in the slightest.

That boy's stamina seems endless, while his own is nearly exhausted.

How could this not fill him with despair?

Countless times he wanted to turn back and fight to the death with him, but…

"You Qin, since you want to wipe everyone out and give me no escape, then we…"

let's perish together!

The Netherworld Dharma King hardened his resolve, increased his speed by another third beneath his feet, turning into a ghostly shadow that vanished into the mountains and forests.