Chapter 34: Slaughter Them All

Afternoon.

The warm sun was high in the sky.

On the official road leading to the Prefecture City, six or seven carriages were traveling, emitting "creaking" sounds on the road surface due to the heavy load.

Around the carriages were several flags, with a large "Huang" character written on them.

Several figures in front were dressed in tight-fitting clothes, riding tall horses, with long blades at their waists, scanning their surroundings with vigilance.

The leader had a sinister face, his eyes as sharp as blades.

This person was none other than the number one general under Sanhe Gang Fenglei Hall Master Wang Yong, Wang Shouren.

As a Meat Refining expert, he was quite famous throughout the Sanhe Gang.

"Protector Wang, today is just some ordinary cargo, why bother with your presence?"

A young man in black looked somewhat puzzled.

Who in this vicinity dared not give face to their Sanhe Gang? According to custom, it was usually ordinary Skin Refining Perfect martial artists who went to escort them.

A Meat Refining expert still held a quite prominent status within the gang.

The five men nearby also had traces of curiosity in their eyes.

"This Protector naturally has important matters; you lot need not ask."

Wang Shouren's expression was flat, and he did not offer much explanation.

"Whoosh..."

Just as the few were chatting, a tall man in black darted out rapidly from the mountain forest, holding a long blade in his hand, his face full of murderous aura.

The person who arrived was none other than Lu Changsheng, who had been waiting for a long time.

Upon seeing their caravan, he jumped out without hesitation, forcing their caravan to a direct stop.

"Who are you, sir? How dare you block our Sanhe Gang's caravan?"

Wang Shouren narrowed his eyes, his right hand gripping the hilt of his blade, his aura erupting and pressing toward Lu Changsheng.

The group of Sanhe Gang members around him also had murderous intent on their faces.

"I'm a bit short on cash lately, so I'm looking to borrow some things from you."

Lu Changsheng shrugged, his face full of laziness.

Today, he had no intention of letting these people leave alive.

After several days of investigation, he had roughly learned about some of the Sanhe Gang's martial arts experts.

He also knew the information about this Protector Wang Shouren; the other party was only at the mid-stage of Meat Refining and was no match for him.

After a martial artist enters Meat Refining, according to the progress of tempering the muscles of the whole body, it is divided into early, mid, late, and perfect stages.

After breaking through to Meat Refining with the foundation of perfect skin, he was enough to rival some late-stage Meat Refining experts, and even some perfect Meat Refining martial artists could not keep him.

"Truly courting death."

Wang Shouren's face tightened, murderous intent boiling in his heart.

He had walked the martial arts world for so many years and had never encountered anyone near Changping County who dared to rob their Sanhe Gang.

It had always been them robbing others; this time it was the other way around—it was simply turning the world upside down.

"I will twist your head off and feed it to the dogs."

His tone was grim, his cold gaze fixed tightly on Lu Changsheng.

Subsequently, he quickly drew the long blade in his hand, leaped up, and slashed fiercely at Lu Changsheng in mid-air.

He used his full strength, and with the leverage from the air, the attack was extremely fierce.

With this strike, he intended to completely slaughter this madman before him.

Lu Changsheng's expression was flat as he lightly swung his blade in a slash.

This horizontal slash of the Five Tiger Door-Breaking Blade was executed very lightly in his hands, as if it were a casual strike.

This was already one of the signs of perfect blade technique; the attack power was condensed into a single line, without the slightest waste.

Looking at the other party, although the aura seemed fierce, it was actually strong on the outside but weak on the inside, having not mastered the true essence of blade technique.

The group of Sanhe Gang members around them all looked at Lu Changsheng with playfulness.

As if the next moment would be the time he lost his life on the spot.

"Crack..."

In an instant, the two long blades clashed together.

With a light sound, the long blade in Wang Shouren's hand was directly cut into two, the cut smooth and flat.

Subsequently, the Killing Pig Knife in Lu Changsheng's hand did not diminish in momentum, slashing toward the other party's head.

"Ah..."

In Wang Shouren's shocked gaze, he saw a cold light flash across his neck.

A large head rolled onto the ground, blood gushing out, staining the surrounding grass red.

One strike, and Wang Shouren was directly beheaded.

The other party didn't even have time to react.

This outcome was also within Lu Changsheng's expectations. His strength was over 15,000 catties, much stronger than the other party, and coupled with the Killing Pig Knife as a sharp weapon, the sharpness and armor-piercing effects it brought, plus the perfect-level blade technique, the multiple overlaps had already formed a complete crushing momentum.

Of course, if this person had put away his contempt and defended with all his might, he could have held on for a few moves, but the outcome would have been much the same.

"This... impossible. Who exactly are you? How could such an expert suddenly appear in Changping County?"

The group of gang members were full of fear, their voices trembling.

"Run."

A middle-aged man immediately turned his horse and fled backward.

"Crack..."

But before the other party could act, a cold light flashed, and the other party's head rolled to the ground, eyes wide open, very eerie.

Seeing this terrifying scene, the remaining few seemed scared silly and dismounted one after another, kneeling on the ground.

"Hero, spare our lives! We have eighty-year-old mothers above and infants waiting to be fed below. We beg the hero to spare our lives..."

The remaining group kowtowed repeatedly.

It wasn't that they didn't want to resist, but the person who could kill Protector Wang in one move was definitely not someone they could withstand.

Even if their numbers were doubled, they couldn't surround and kill a perfect Meat Refining expert.

Not to mention these few ordinary Skin Refining martial artists.

"Spare your lives?"

Lu Changsheng sneered.

Which of these gang members didn't have blood on their hands, practicing martial arts while eating human-blood buns?

Long-term collection of protection fees and usury, squeezing the marrow from the bones of commoners—the tragic scene of the Chen family's wife and daughter jumping into a well was still fresh in his memory.

At that time, these people were present.

If he hadn't risen to power, his own fate likely wouldn't have been much better.

Returning evil with kindness is the act of a fool.

He, Lu Changsheng, wants to stop killing with killing and sweep away all filth and evil in the world.

"Kill."

Lu Changsheng swung his blade.

A bright cold light flashed from the void, like a lamp in the dawn, illuminating the path forward.

Below, the group of gang members were full of fear, their lower bodies leaking filth; under the pressure of death, the crowd directly collapsed.

"Ah..."

With screams, several heads rolled in all directions, blood staining a large area of nearby land red.

Lu Changsheng sheathed his blade with a flat expression and then walked toward the carriages behind.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Arriving at the back of the carriages, Lu Changsheng pried open the boxes on the carts with force.

A pile of pitch-black ore appeared in the wooden box, shimmering with a ghostly light.

Then he went to the back of the remaining carriages and pried open the wooden boxes one by one.

When the last box was opened, the scene before him made his face brighten with joy.

A large pile of medicinal herbs was stacked in the wooden box, the fragrance intoxicating.

Judging by the quality, although there were no hundred-year-old good medicines, there were some around fifty years old.

This was also an unexpected joy.

Presumably, these things were sent by the Sanhe Gang to the Prefecture City to grease the palms of various parties.

For martial artists, the most important thing is medicinal baths; without medicinal herbs and meat, it is almost impossible to become a martial arts expert.

He walked to the wooden box and collected all these medicinal herbs and ores into the System Space.

Soon, only a few lonely carriages were left on the road.

After doing all this, Lu Changsheng came to the corpses of Wang Shouren and the others, squatted down, and began his daily looting of corpses.

A moment later, a large pile of silver notes and several martial arts manuals appeared in his hands, along with a strange letter.

Making such a big harvest on his first move made him very satisfied.

With these martial arts manuals and resources, he could further improve his blade technique and footwork.

His own strength could also take another step forward.

For a martial artist, the martial arts realm is of course the foundation, but attack methods and footwork are also extremely important.

If it weren't for the perfect-level blade technique this time, the victory wouldn't have been so easy.

With the Attribute Modifier, he naturally wanted to improve his strength in all aspects; any shortcoming is often fatal at certain times.

He dared not be the slightest bit careless.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 35 =====