Chapter 142: Revenge and the Extraordinary Woman

"Ugh!"

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

Liao Daheng and the blood-Qi martial artist Zou Shi Fu stood where they were, motionless for a long time.

The night wind blew, and only after feeling the bone-chilling cold did they snap back to reality.

They had actually been fortunate enough to witness a spectacular duel, with Du Yan Lu Zhigang escaping from Bao Tiefeng's hands in an impossible manner.

If this were to spread, it would be enough to shock every martial artist in the city.

Suddenly, a horse neighed nearby, followed by a thud of a heavy object hitting the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The horse pulling the cart had smelled the residual Palm Poison in the wind and could no longer hold on; its face turned purple as it died of suffocation.

Liao Daheng clutched his chest, "Zou Shi Fu, don't go home yet. My treat, let's go to Xingren Tang to see a doctor and get some medicine."

"Good, good, good, let's go together."

Zou Shi Fu had goosebumps all over his body; Du Yan Lu Zhigang lived up to his reputation—he was practically a poison man.

They still felt some regret at not having seen the final outcome.

Bao Tiefeng had chased after him, but it was unclear if he would be able to catch Lu Zhigang.

In a chaotic district of the city, low thatched huts were everywhere.

Several men in white robes pulled a wooden cart, with over a dozen corpses piled up under a white cloth covering.

They were followers of the God-Releasing Sect, collecting unclaimed corpses day and night to transport them outside the city for cremation.

Under the night sky, the few living men transported the dead, moving silently along the street; the scene was quiet and eerie.

"Stop!"

A figure stood ahead! Bao Tiefeng scanned his surroundings; once he had chased them here, Lu Zhigang's trail had vanished.

He used a Martial Master's powerful senses to search for the breathing and heartbeats of the living nearby, yet he found no trace of his target.

A mortal of flesh and blood could not ascend to heaven or burrow into the earth; the most likely possibility was that he had blended in with the white-robed men.

The few God-Releasing Sect followers looked at each other and set down the wooden cart; one stepped forward, "Is something the matter, old sir?"

"All of you, take off your face-covering white cloths and let me check one by one."

The God-Releasing Sect followers were habitually gentle and obedient; hearing this, they did not question him and removed the white cloths covering their heads and faces.

All 6 of them had ordinary faces, some old and some young; not one resembled Lu Zhigang.

Bao Tiefeng had long since memorized Lu Zhigang's height, build, facial features, and the rhythm of his heartbeat and breathing.

After a sweep, Lu Zhigang was not among them.

If he wasn't among the living, then the dead...

Bao Tiefeng flipped back the white cloth with a punch; the naked corpses were stacked on the wooden cart, and some parts already showed clear signs of lividity.

The smell was not pleasant, and the air became foul.

He was experienced and knew of the Turtle Breath method for feigning death, so he suspected Lu Zhigang had used this opportunity to Zang.

But even after turning the wooden cart over completely, he found not a single trace.

"This old sir, what are you looking for?"

An elderly white-robed man asked.

Bao Tiefeng suddenly realized: what if this was Lu Zhigang's strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain? While he was busy searching, the other party must have run far away.

He couldn't help but feel impatient inside!

He glanced at the few white-robed men, a hint of murderous intent appearing in his eyes.

Although he couldn't find anything, as the saying goes, it is better to kill the wrong person than to let one go; he could not let these people leave.

Bao Tiefeng clenched his fist and was about to exert force when he suddenly heard the footsteps of patrolling Constables nearby.

"What are you all doing, gathering at night? Are you trying to rebel?"

Bao Tiefeng's murderous intent eased, and he turned and left.

The patrolling Constables saw a figure flash by and hurriedly shouted as they chased after him; knowing the God-Releasing Sect had no oil to squeeze, they ignored them and urged them to move on quickly.

A moment later...

A white-robed man quietly left the convoy, walked to a quiet, deserted spot, and turned his palm toward himself.

The skin and flesh on his palm squirmed, revealing a miniature face—it was Zhou You.

The face opened its eyes, and the white-robed man's entire body twisted and squirmed.

A moment later, Zhou You, having returned to his original appearance, opened his mouth, spat a bloody glob onto the ground, and gasped while clutching his chest. That old thing hits hard; it will take at least 3 Scale-Beard Pills to fully recover.

He had used his False Face to change his appearance and finally escaped a disaster, fleeing from right under his nose.

However, was he to just go home like a whipped dog tonight?

Zhou You's eyes glinted coldly; a Monarch's revenge does not wait overnight—revenge is not fried rice; it doesn't keep until the next day.

He couldn't beat Bao Tiefeng, but revenge is revenge; severing one of his claws would be enough to make him ache for days.

The target was the leader of the Lost Dog Gang, Gao Jiazhong.

Zhou You still remembered that when he fled, to reduce the burden of his severe injuries, he hadn't taken the money he had extorted from the bullies.

That wasn't ordinary money; it was the rent he had been owed for several months.

He had to get it back.

"Talent: Hunger, activate."

"You have swallowed 3 Scale-Beard Pills; first absorption successful, second absorption successful, third absorption failed."

"Current absorption efficiency 67%, blood-Qi +22."

Zhou You felt the scalding hot blood flowing through his body; his internal organs felt as if they were soaking in a hot spring, and the warm sensation washed away all his injuries.

In the blink of an eye, his internal injuries vanished, and his strength was restored to its original state.

A line of text appeared on the panel: "Trial Project (Two-Star): Revenge must not wait overnight; kill the participants of the conspiracy and take back the money."

The target is the leader of the Dog-Loss Gang; the most urgent task is to find him in person.

This guy went into hiding after his vitality was severely damaged, and the local gang members—those local snakes—cannot find his whereabouts either.

However, this could not stump Zhou You.

The Trial Project targets all have hints; they glow red when approached, which can be called a human radar.

Zhou You took the risk to return to the shop; the mess and corpses everywhere had all been cleaned up, and it was empty.

The red light grew from weak to strong, leading him along the trail left by the leader of the Dog-Loss Gang, approaching the target step by step.

An inconspicuous dilapidated house is the place where the leader of the Dog-Loss Gang is Zang.

Zhou You looked at the red light that had become extremely intense and nodded; the target was inside.

But listening to the voices speaking in the room, there is more than one person!

"Junior Sister, what have you come to find me for?"

The leader of the Dog-Loss Gang's tone was full of helplessness.

A woman's cold voice immediately rang out, "Gao Jiazhong, Junior Sister has come to ask you for a favor."

"Please speak!"

"Withdraw your subordinates and do not touch Zhou You's parents."

Zhou You heard it; the woman was none other than Bao Tiefeng's daughter, Bao Shuixian.

The leader of the Dog-Loss Gang did not agree, emphasizing, "Junior Sister, this is Uncle-Master's order; you know his style."

"Zhou You saved me from the hands of the flower-plucking thief; such a great kindness cannot go unrequited."

Bao Shuixian said indifferently, "I know it is hard to persuade you, so I have to change to another method."

Before the leader of the Dog-Loss Gang could speak, a strong wind swirled up, and then the sound of bones cracking rang out.

"You, you actually broke through to the Blood Qi realm."

The one injured was the leader of the Dog-Loss Gang; he was already wounded and was suddenly attacked by the other party, so he was hit on the spot.

His tone was full of terror; the Junior Sister in his memory had always remained at the Jinli Level and had not broken through even until she got married.

Bao Shuixian's tone was cold and calm, "Senior Brother Gao, it is absolutely impossible to persuade my father, but it is not difficult to cut off the claws he uses to do dirty work; killing you will suffice."

"You are in the gang business, with a black heart and dirty hands; the method of using parents to threaten people must have been thought up by you."

"I will kill you today so that no one will execute this matter, and I will have repaid Zhou You's life-saving grace."

The leader of the Dog-Loss Gang roared hoarsely, "I came to help your father build his empire, and you actually want to kill me."

"And so? Is the empire you built meant to be passed down to me?"

Bao Shuixian punched him in the chest, breaking two rows of ribs like a dozen knives stabbing into his cavity, piercing his internal organs until they were riddled with holes.

The person died on the spot, beyond saving! (End of chapter)