Chapter 262: Parasitism

The next day, the rain passed and the sky cleared, with a seven-colored rainbow hanging above the Heavenly Vault.

The entire Yangyue Prefecture was in a lively atmosphere.

Full of joy.

Red silk ribbons hung from the branches, bright red like blood, and the sound of firecrackers rose and fell incessantly.

Painted boats were loaded with box after box of gifts.

The entire Yangyue Prefecture had changed from its original stern appearance, gaining a bit of festive cheer.

"Uncle, I want to go out and see the bride." Xiao Jing seemed to be infected by this atmosphere as well.

"Xiao Jing, we are staying home today." Lin Chao stroked Xu Xiaojing's hair.

"Okay." Xiao Jing finally nodded.

Marriage, meaning to hold the ceremony at dusk, hence the word for marriage.

At dusk, the grand wedding of the Prefecture Master's daughter officially began.

All the prominent figures of Yangyue Prefecture went.

Even Whirlwind General Pang Yang went to attend the Prefecture Master's daughter's wedding, which could be said to have given the Prefecture Master great face.

Yangyue Prefecture was a scene of peace, as if the previous chaos had never existed.

Only, at one quarter past the Hour of the Rooster, everything was different.

Yangyue Prefecture was in total chaos.

The chaos started from the Prefecture Master's mansion.

No one expected that the Prefecture Master's son-in-law would actually be a woman.

No one expected that this woman would be the Sacred Maiden of the Holy Light Sect, who would Slay Whirlwind General Pang Yang with a single sword.

In the Prefecture Master's mansion, a large group of... Holy Light Musketeers had long been lying in ambush, and the slaughter took place at that very moment.

The city was also in total chaos.

The city gates were opened by someone unknown, and the army of the Holy Light Sect charged in.

The current Yangyue Prefecture was already on the verge of collapse.

Outside the courtyard, a clamor could be heard from time to time.

Lin Chao let out a sigh.

Under the great trend, he was merely a passerby drifting with the tide.

Regardless of who won in Yangyue Prefecture, once the city gates were passable, Lin Chao decided to leave Yangyue Prefecture and return to Liu Family Village.

Of course, the prerequisite was to first get his hands on the subsequent techniques of the Lei Family Martial Arts Hall.

This world was created by Lin Chao.

To Lin Chao, however, it was very special and also very strange.

"Xiao Jing, hide here and don't go out. Uncle will be back after going out for a while."

During these days, Lin Chao had already dug another cellar inside the cellar.

He had used special methods for Camouflage, so even if someone came in, they would not be able to discover it.

"Okay." Xiao Jing was always very obedient.

"Mm."

Lin Chao placed Xiao Jing into the cellar, then with a light tap of his hand, Xiao Jing fell into a deep sleep.

In the innermost cellar, Lin Chao had also set up traps; even if a peak Martial Master entered, they would die.

"Alright, time to head out."

Before long, a person disguised as a sixty or seventy-year-old man walked out of the courtyard and disappeared into the night.

At this time, although it was already midnight, the Lei Family Martial Arts Hall was brightly lit.

Lei Zhan's face was full of anger: "How is it now?"

"Senior Brother, there are soldiers everywhere outside the Prefecture Master's mansion now, we can't get in at all, but... Whirlwind General seems to be dead!"

"Damn it." Lei Zhan slapped the table, and the table shattered instantly.

"Damn it!" Lei Zhan was furious.

Their Lei Family Martial Arts Hall supported Whirlwind General.

If Whirlwind General died and the Holy Light Sect occupied Yangyue Prefecture, their Lei family would face the tragedy of being wiped out.

Just then, a sound of fighting suddenly came from the front courtyard.

Lei Zhan's expression changed slightly: "What's going on?"

"Oh no, Senior Brother, the people from the Green Feather Gang are attacking!"

"What?" Lei Zhan's expression changed drastically.

"Lei Zhan, long time no see."

A hearty voice came.

A body was kicked into the main courtyard.

Not long after, Qing Kun entered with a smile on his face, followed by a group of men dressed in green.

These men were full of murderous intent.

"Qing Kun!" Lei Zhan's eyes were bloodshot, filled with intense killing intent.

However, he knew he was no match for Qing Kun at all.

Even if his master returned, he was afraid he would not be a match for Qing Kun either.

"Kill." Qing Kun narrowed his eyes, his face filled with murderous intent, "I have long coveted the industries under your Lei Family Martial Arts Hall."

Suddenly, the sounds of slaughter merged into one, and the entire Lei Clan Martial Arts Hall was completely dyed red with blood.

Lei Zhan had only recently broken through to become a Martial Master; how could he be a match for Qing Kun?

After exchanging blows for a mere ten rounds, he was defeated, struck in the chest by a punch from Qing Kun, and died on the spot while spitting out bloody foam.

In less than a quarter of an hour, every martial artist wearing the Lei Clan Martial Arts Hall uniform, as well as every apprentice, had been slaughtered.

A smile appeared in Qing Kun's eyes: "Take whatever gold and silver treasures you wish, but the Thunder Cloud Leg Technique belongs to this Gang Leader."

"As you command." The other gang members wore joyful expressions and immediately scattered in a group.

"Sigh." On a rooftop not far away, Lin Chao let out a sigh.

He had just arrived here when he saw the Lei Clan Martial Arts Hall being wiped out.

How many more people had died tonight than just those at the Lei Clan Martial Arts Hall?

Who knows how many people had died in the midst of this chaotic war.

"Qing Kun."

His gaze fell upon that middle-aged man.

Qing Kun was the leader of the Green Feather Gang.

Back then, it was he who had annihilated the Iron Blood Gang.

The old physician who had always taken good care of Lin Chao, and who could even be said to have saved his life, had died at the hands of the Green Feather Gang members.

Therefore, Lin Chao and the Green Feather Gang had always been mortal enemies.

"This chaotic battle in Yangyue Prefecture will likely end with the Holy Light Sect as the victor."

It was clear that the Holy Light Sect had been planning this event for a long time.

The Prefecture Master had betrayed them, the Whirlwind General had been slain, and the forty thousand troops in the city were leaderless; in the end, they would likely be unable to resist the Holy Light Sect's army.

Behind the Green Feather Gang, it was clearly the Holy Light Sect.

If he did not kill Qing Kun while it was chaotic this time, it would be very difficult to kill him in the future.

Lin Chao looked down from his high vantage point, watching Qing Kun from afar, his bow already drawn to its full length.

The bow and arrows were self-made by Lin Chao, so he was not afraid of being discovered.

He watched Qing Kun, looking for the right moment to kill him.

"Gang Leader, we found it; this is the complete manual for the Thunder Cloud Leg Technique."

A gang member held a thin book and presented it to Qing Kun.

"Not bad." Qing Kun nodded with satisfaction, "A technique that can reach the Refining Strength stage—offering this to the Holy Light Sect will surely earn many rewards."

In recent years, the Holy Light Sect had not only been attacking cities and seizing territories, but also constantly collecting various martial arts techniques.

Qing Kun held the manual, a joyful expression on his face.

But the very next second, the smile on his face froze.

An arrow struck with lightning speed, piercing directly through his throat.

An expression of disbelief appeared on his face, and his massive body fell to the ground.

After a moment of silence, countless shouts resounded throughout the courtyard.

"Gang Leader!"

"Oh no, there's an Assassin!"

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

Successive arrows flew, instantly killing four or five more people.

"Oh no, hide quickly!"

The remaining martial artists of the Green Feather Gang quickly hid themselves.

On the rooftop, a smile appeared at the corner of Lin Chao's mouth.

The people he had just killed with his bow and arrows were all the experts present.

The ones remaining were not strong; the strongest was only at the Blood Refining Third Realm. Although there were over thirty of them, Lin Chao was not worried.

The hunting time had begun.

Lin Chao's figure instantly appeared in the courtyard.

With one strike of his sword, a life was extinguished.

"Who are you?" A burly man looked at Lin Chao, his eyes filled with fear.

Lin Chao did not speak, moving like a ghost.

The sword slashed across the burly man's throat; the burly man fell, dying instantly.

Every time the sword slashed out, a life was extinguished.

Possessing the Qi and blood of a Martial Master, combined with Lin Chao's technique, it could be said that killing these martial artists—who were not even Martial Masters—was like slaughtering chickens.

Before long, everyone present was dead.

The few who tried to escape were all dealt with by Lin Chao one by one.

After killing everyone here, Lin Chao picked up the Thunder Cloud Leg Technique from the ground.

He read through it once and memorized the complete technique.

After searching the martial arts hall, he looked at the sky and sighed: "Time to leave."

In normal times, if such a major event had occurred, many people would likely have already arrived near the Lei Clan Martial Arts Hall.

Now, with the entire city in chaos, who would notice the Lei Clan Martial Arts Hall?

Lin Chao picked up a torch and threw it into the courtyard.

A great fire slowly ignited the entire Lei Family Martial Arts Hall, and Lin Chao's figure vanished into the night.

"Sigh."

Lin Chao let out another sigh.

Chaos, slaughter, wailing, and roaring—all sorts of sounds converged to construct this pathetic world.

Perhaps it is not pathetic, but rather a baptism of blood before a new scene.

But regardless, the bottom layer remains the bottom layer, and it is always they who suffer.

At dawn, in the entire Yangyue Prefecture, there were almost no commoners on the streets; the peddlers and laborers had vanished.

The great army of the Holy Light Sect had already entered Yangyue Prefecture, and the entire Yangyue Prefecture had been occupied by the Holy Light Sect.

The great army of the Holy Light Sect, wearing uniform military attire, marched through the city of Yangyue Prefecture.

Soldiers shouted the latest orders from the Holy Light Sect.

"The Sheng Guang Army will not plunder wealth, will not disturb the people, and will not slaughter the city; the city's commoners may carry on as they did in the past."

Throughout the entire Yangyue Prefecture, many terrified people breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Lin Chao sat in an inner room, his gaze suffused with a blood-red hue.

"Is this Refining Strength?"

After obtaining the complete technique of the Thunder Cloud Leg Technique, he instantly stepped into Refining Strength.

"Is this Refining Strength? Is this strength?"

Lin Chao narrowed his eyes.

Stepping into Refining Strength meant entering a new realm.

At this moment, Lin Chao was already able to look within his own body and have a preliminary understanding of his Qi-Blood.

This kind of understanding is very important.

Although he previously possessed the experience and perspective of a god, his former Daoist Methods or paths of the Supernatural were not applicable to this world.

After his reincarnation, he was merely an Ordinary person, fundamentally unable to truly analyze the Qi-Blood Martial Dao of this world, and naturally could not create or deduce techniques for the Qi-Blood Martial Dao.

Now, having entered Refining Strength, he was already able to see the essence of Qi-Blood.

In this way, he could also know the foundation of the Qi-Blood Martial Dao.

For him, creating other Qi-Blood techniques and activating the Qi-Blood in other parts of his body was no longer a problem.

"Rather than calling it Qi-Blood, it is better to call it Parasitic Seed."

"Rather than calling it strength, it is better to say the Parasitic Seed has grown strong and is nourishing my flesh."

"Interesting, the Qi-Blood Martial Dao of this world is truly interesting."

"Let me see, how many types of parasites are there inside my body?

Hmm... there are actually two hundred and fifty-seven types."

"When I was in deep slumber, what happened to this world back then?"

"Eh, that's not right, two hundred and fifty-eight types.

Why does the last one feel a bit familiar?

Eh? The last one... isn't it me?"

Lin Chao was stunned.

Thanks to 【Wu Yi Zhi Ren】 for the tip.

(End of this chapter)