Chapter 119: Headshot? I

Boom!

The headless corpse swayed and collapsed, blood flowing across the ground like tomato sauce.

Among it were specks of white brain matter; the thick stench of blood instantly spread.

An ordinary person suddenly confronted with such a bloody scene would inevitably vomit.

But the mother only frantically turned and hugged the crying little girl tightly:

“Yinyin, don’t cry, don’t cry, it’s over, it’s over.”

The little girl’s father, though pale, could still speak, and looked at Xu Jingming with deep gratitude:

“Thank you, young brother, for stepping in. Without Yinyin, we wouldn’t know how to go on.”

“It was nothing.”

Xu Jingming waved his hand.

He shook his spear, flinging all the blood from its tip to the ground, then stored it in his space ring.

“Are religious fanatics here in Shun’an Supply Base really so brazen they dare murder openly?”

Song Qiuyun, beside Xu Jingming, also snapped back from the sudden shock.

She showed no reaction to the fallen corpse, instead frowning and asking:

“We don’t know what happened—we’ve encountered many such religious fanatics before.

They usually just preach their doctrines, never attack.”

The girl’s father said with a bitter smile.

Had it been otherwise, they would have fled the moment they saw the fanatic.

“We’re from the Public Security Bureau—everyone, stay where you are!”

At that moment, a five-person team in uniform rushed over from nearby; their square-faced, burly leader shouted loudly.

The Public Security Bureau was similar to a police department from his past life, but held greater authority.

In ordinary cities, patrol teams usually included only one adept, the rest being ordinary people.

But this team was different—all were second-rank adepts.

The square-faced burly leader’s aura even hovered near the peak of second rank.

“The Public Security Bureau finally arrived! Just now a cultist suddenly murdered someone!”

“Yes, thank goodness that young man stepped in—if he hadn’t, the consequences would’ve been terrible.”

“We must find out which religion this is and root them out completely!”

“......”

Bystanders who witnessed the entire incident naturally labeled the man a cultist.

Seeing the Public Security Bureau arrive, they immediately began clamoring to recount what had happened.

Yet no one noticed a middle-aged man hidden among the crowd.

After the Public Security Bureau arrived, he gave Xu Jingming a long, deep look, then quietly turned and left.

“One at a time—who was this man just now...?”

Two team members covered the headless corpse with a white cloth; others questioned the bystanders.

The square-faced burly leader walked straight up to Xu Jingming:

“Hello, I’m Zhou Jian, captain of the patrol team here at the Supply Base. Mind if I ask you a few questions?”

The burly man clearly sensed Xu Jingming’s powerful aura.

While presenting his credentials, he spoke with great courtesy.

If this were an ordinary person,

Regardless of reason, killing someone in public meant immediate detention for questioning.

“Sure.”

Xu Jingming nodded slightly and gave him a brief account of what happened.

“Captain, we’ve confirmed the facts...”

Moments later, a team member approached Zhou Jian and whispered.

“Good, I understand.”

Zhou Jian dismissed the man, then mused: “The facts match your account.

By standard procedure, we should take you in for a formal statement.

But you’re probably a student from one of the top universities here for a study trip, right?”

Those who dared come to the Demon Caves were all seasoned adepts.

Young people like you and Song Qiuyun were rare; it’s no surprise you were recognized.

Xu Jingming nodded, not denying it.

“I thought so.”

Zhou Jian’s smile widened further upon confirming his identity:

“Your three top universities each year randomly choose one Demon Cave for study trips.

I only found out recently that this year’s destination was our No. 7 Demon Cave.

Since you’re still on your study trip, there’s no need to complicate things—you’re free to go.”

“Don’t you need me to sign something?”

Xu Jingming was surprised—was the reputation of top universities really that powerful?

“No. My bodycam already recorded your verbal account.

My colleagues also have witness statements—this incident has nothing to do with you; you acted in self-defense.”

Zhou Jian pointed to the small camera pinned to his chest.

“Then thank you, Captain Zhou.”

“No trouble at all—we failed in our duty. We’re the ones who owe you thanks.”

After learning the full account, Zhou Jian thanked Xu Jingming.

The other team members took the headless corpse away.

The professional personnel who arrived shortly after provided psychological counseling to the little girl’s family.

As for the girl’s father, he had now regained his composure

And kept enthusiastically grabbing Xu Jingming’s arm, insisting he was a merchant dealing in rare flowers and herbs, and demanding to pay him as thanks.

Xu Jingming refused several times, then remembered his aunt also dealt in the same business.

So he gave the man his aunt’s contact info, telling him to support her business if he got the chance.

Only then did he manage to leave.

“Didn’t expect you to be so violent—just one strike, blew his head off.”

On the way back to the training hall, Song Qiuyun marveled.

Most adepts target the heart.

Someone like Xu Jingming who instantly blows off heads was extremely rare.

It was only because the mother had stood in front of the little girl.

Otherwise, that head-blowing scene would’ve left deep psychological trauma on the child.

“Used to it.”

Xu Jingming said coolly.

“Huh?”

Song Qiuyun widened her eyes, feeling she’d just heard something extraordinary.

“When hunting beasts, I always target the head—it preserves the beast’s materials best.”

Xu Jingming added.

He’d simply grown used to it from hunting so many beasts recently.

In fact, the moment he thrust his spear, he’d immediately realized the issue.

‘I’ll have to be more careful next time—when fighting human adepts, aim for the heart.’

Xu Jingming thought silently.

Perhaps due to the influence of Lei Bao Long’s blood, each time he blew off a head, he felt an odd sense of satisfaction.

It was fine when used against beasts—but against human adepts, it was excessively bloody.

After all, not all adepts could stomach scenes of blood and brain matter flying everywhere.

Song Qiuyun not vomiting after witnessing that scene already showed strong mental fortitude.

“So that’s why—I almost jumped out of my skin.”

Song Qiuyun patted her ample chest with a relieved sigh.

Among her own Song family’s warlike adepts, those who preferred headshots were exceedingly rare.

As the two spoke, a procession passed by from afar.

The group numbered about twenty.

They wore uniform white-gold battle suits, each bearing a white wing emblem on the chest.

Each carried weapons, their auras tightly condensed.

Most striking was their power—each one was at least fourth rank!

The tall young man leading them had an aura reaching the terrifying peak of fourth rank!

“It’s the Glory Squad!”

“Which team from the Glory Squad is this? Their aura is so powerful!”

“It must be the Twelfth Team—they’ve been active around the Demon Cavern lately.”

“......”

Glory Squad!

It is one of the more famous squads in southern Daxia.

Its various teams operate across the wilderness regions of the south and center.

This team was unmistakably the Twelfth Team under the Glory Squad.

Their strength is extremely formidable; every member is at least Fourth Stage!

As the onlookers buzzed with speculation, the captain of the Twelfth Team.

A tall, serious-looking young man.

Upon spotting Song Qiuyun not far away, his face broke into a surprised smile:

“Young Lady?!”