Chapter 33: I Will Only Kill Him!

Four years later.

On the carriage, Lin Chao wore a Green Robe and held a long sword, looking just like a wandering knight.

During these four years, Lin Chao had been cultivating diligently.

Or rather than cultivating, it was more like allowing the pollution to become more thorough, and then finally using the No-Refusal Dao Heart to suppress it.

Lin Chao's strength was constantly climbing.

Within the entire Dan Sword Sect, Lin Chao's strength was the greatest.

Of course, in terms of paper strength, he still could not block ten thousand with one.

During these four years, he not only cultivated but also continuously visited several major forces.

Hindered by problems with the roads and transportation, he only visited four major forces.

They were the Sanji Sect, Kongshan Temple, the Jiangtian Xie Clan, and the Tailiang King's Mansion.

The first three forces, after Lin Chao displayed his powerful strength and that ability to ignore pollution, were all won over by Lin Chao's powerful personal charisma.

Most importantly, Lin Chao had beaten all of them down single-handedly, so they had no choice but to be won over.

Moreover, coupled with Lin Chao's verbal persuasiveness, these three families still held high loyalty toward him.

As for the Tailiang King's Mansion, Lin Chao had snuck in secretly.

He stabbed the Tailiang King to death with one sword.

The Tailiang King was a lackey of Cang Jun.

Most importantly, he was very perverted and took pleasure in eating children.

He felt that the most tender meat in the world was that of children who had not yet reached one month of age.

Therefore, even if Lin Chao had the opportunity to subdue him, he did not do so.

They were now only a few dozen miles away from Dajing.

The carriage traveled along, swaying.

Lin Chao sat inside the carriage, looking at the scene outside the window.

Everywhere he looked, it was a scene of devastation.

Dajing was the third most prosperous city in Great Cang.

However, it was still incomparably desolate.

The rice paddies were abandoned, and the occasional farmers coming and going were all old people or women.

He barely even saw any children.

At this moment, the carriage stopped.

On the road, a woman in rags, who looked to be forty years old, fell to the ground.

Her hair was messy like a bird's nest, and there were many wounds on her body caused by thorns.

The woman held a piece of tattered swaddling cloth, acting crazed, and she waved at the carriage: "Kind sirs, have you seen my Xiao Ping An? He is short and small, and he has gone missing."

Beside her, there was also an old man with mud all over his thighs, kneeling on the ground, his face full of wrinkles squeezed together.

"Kind sirs, please be magnanimous; Ping An's mother did not mean to bump into you."

Lin Chao watched this scene, his gaze calm, yet vaguely stirred.

Lin Chao pulled down the curtain in front of the carriage.

The coachman understood and went to help the woman up.

Lin Chao returned to the carriage and took a deep breath.

Beside him, Mo Fengxue of the Sanji Sect looked at Lin Chao, revealing a look of confusion.

"I have lived a sheltered life, and I find it hard to look at the suffering of this world," Lin Chao sighed.

Living in the modern era, he had never seen the common people struggling to survive in troubled times.

Lin Chao's mindset was naturally different from others.

However, for some people, seeing too much made them numb instead.

"Young Master is a Saint reincarnated, so naturally you have a Saint's benevolent heart," Mo Fengxue said from the side.

The Sanji Sect was very close to the Dan Sword Sect, and Lin Chao had already subdued the Sanji Sect; the next sect leader of the Sanji Sect naturally followed by Lin Chao's side, heading to Dajing together.

"That is a bit pretentious, and also a bit hypocritical," Lin Chao chuckled.

All along, he had maintained a somewhat playful attitude toward life.

At this time, the coachman returned, and through the window, Lin Chao saw the old man helping the woman away.

The woman's mouth was still constantly calling: "Xiao Ping An."

"Young Master, I have asked clearly.

This woman is named Liu Gui Hua, and her husband was conscripted as a laborer five years ago.

Two years ago, the government took her son, three-year-old Yao Ping An.

Ever since then, she has been crazed, often stopping people on the road to ask if they have seen her Xiao Ping An."

The coachman did not say the words that followed.

The government seizing young children happened from time to time in Great Cang.

Lin Chao knew this was because Cang Jun wanted to move Taiqing Mountain, and this required the fresh blood of young children as an aid.

Mo Fengxue gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Why is it that some people have not a shred of compassion?

Even the demon general Yang Xin, who would bury one hundred thousand soldiers alive and use the heads of commoners as military merit, would run barefoot holding his daughter to the imperial palace to beg the chief imperial physician for help when she suddenly fell ill and the mansion's doctors were at their wits' end."

Lin Chao knew that Mo Fengxue was talking about Cang Jun.

Cang Jun's incompetence and lack of virtue could be said to be truly incompetent and lacking in virtue, with not a single moving quality.

"Some people have no heart."

Lin Chao's voice was calm.

"Besides, how do you know Cang Jun lacks a heart of compassion? Perhaps he also has a past unknown to others."

"That is indeed true," Mo Fengxue nodded.

"Whether he has hidden motives or is stubborn, that does not change the fact that he is our enemy."

Lin Chao's voice was very calm, with almost no detectable emotional fluctuation.

"Some enemies are worth respecting, but some enemies... we simply need to kill them."

Lin Chao held the transformed Dao Sword, looking at the scarred earth outside, his gaze becoming resolute.

"I do not like listening to others preach logic.

I also do not like preaching logic myself.

I feel that everyone has their own logic.

Cang Jun also has his own logic.

I will not persuade him to listen to my logic; I will only kill him."

Lin Chao felt that in this simulated reincarnation, he seemed to have truly entered the state.

This was different from the previous few times.

Mo Fengxue was slightly stunned, feeling a bit dizzy.

"You are currently... seemingly preaching logic?"

"No, because before I kill someone, I always say some inexplicable things to divert my own attention."

"Then if you were to kill ten thousand people, wouldn't they be annoyed to death by you before you even started killing?" Mo Fengxue revealed a smile on her face.

She held Lin Chao in great awe, but still showed some playfulness.

Thanks again to 【Cultivation Ice Flame】 for the tip!

(End of this chapter)