Chapter 402: Frenzy

The defeated Ao Yulie immediately looked toward Tang Luo.

Fortunately, Tang Luo was merely gazing at Maeda Wang with a thoughtful expression, not looking at him.

Ao Yulie instantly rallied; just now he had been careless, this time he would not fail again!

A serious Ao Yulie, even with that red whip in her possession, the greatly strengthened Maeda Wang, was still no match for him.

That red whip danced wildly like a venomous snake, yet still could not stop Ao Yulie.

After several exchanges, Ao Yulie seized an opening, nimbly dodged the wildly dancing red whip, arrived at Maeda Wang's side, and delivered a knife-hand strike to her neck.

Maeda Wang's eyes rolled back, her body pitched forward, then, strangely, righted itself again, the whip sweeping horizontally toward Ao Yulie.

"Hm?"

Ao Yulie was somewhat surprised, dodged the whip, and delivered another knife-hand strike.

Maeda Wang's body shuddered, yet she still did not pass out, instead continuing her frenzied assault.

"Can't knock her out?!"

Ao Yulie's eyes widened slightly; there was actually a situation where someone couldn't be knocked unconscious?

Just then, a fierce wind rushed his face; Tang Luo appeared between the two's "battlefield" and kicked Maeda Wang square in the chest.

Blood stained the vast sky.

Maeda Wang flew out like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the courtyard wall, her whole body embedded into it.

She struggled faintly; after a few twitches, accompanied by a "crack" sound, something must have completely given way, for her head drooped and she moved no more.

"Can't knock her out is because you didn't use enough force, what are you doing all that fancy stuff for." Tang Luo glanced at Ao Yulie and said.

If a knife-hand can't knock her out, just kick her; look, this one kick down, and she's "out," isn't she?

And out extremely thoroughly; she can stay out for the rest of her life.

Ao Yulie gave a foolish laugh, muddling through.

The others watched, their facial muscles twitching in unison; how ruthless this monk is!

Even Zhang Xiuping, who didn't know Tang Luo that well, was no exception.

Li Suibian and Tang Yuhan, on the other hand, were quite calm.

The two had not only fought shoulder-to-shoulder with Tang Luo, but were relatively clear on his modus operandi.

Most importantly, the two were perfectly clear on the matter of Tang Luo's "the hostage has already been killed by me, surrender quickly."

Right now it's just basic operation, Wu Liu, sit down, watch and that's it.

"What's the situation?" Tang Luo looked at Li Suibian and asked.

"The matter is like this." Li Suibian began to describe.

Tang Luo and the others went to find trouble with Green Cloud Stockade; Li Suibian and the rest also couldn't just stay cooped up in the Cursed House.

Even if the essence of the survival mission is lying low, it's lying low with exercised subjective initiative.

All kinds of early preparations are indispensable; impossible to not care at all, bury one's head like an ostrich, hide in a spot and think everything is fine.

Everyone left this manor, each in their own way, raising their survival probability.

For example, scraping together more money, getting some weapons or horses and such.

If you want to stay in one place for a long time, you also need to stockpile some grain.

The money obtained yesterday was merely enough for everyone's daily expenses for a short time.

Money for horses and weapons definitely wasn't enough.

Maeda Wang found these few outsiders from other places; these people knew a smattering of martial arts, and somehow got hold of a few decent weapons from somewhere, planning to sell them.

The asking price was high; pooling all the money on them, they could only buy two sabers.

Maeda Wang pondered briefly, decided "jianghu matters settled the jianghu way."

Brought these people to this manor side, to conduct jianghu people's in-depth transaction — which was simply planning to seize by force.

Interestingly, these three outsider jianghu people had similar ideas.

Both sides "hit it off instantly," dog-eat-dog, who's afraid of whom?

Afterward, Maeda Wang seized this red whip that the three had no use for; as a result she went berserk on the spot, killed those outsiders, then restrained herself slightly.

But this was Maeda Wang's reason gaining the upper hand, merely looking for the next prey.

Just a brief lull.

The cause of Maeda Wang's transformation, without a doubt, lay in the red whip in her hand.

Tang Luo walked up to Maeda Wang embedded in the wall, and took off the red whip coiled around her arm.

This whip was nearly four meters long; unknown what material it was made of, it felt quite soft to the touch, yet extremely tough, and could be extended further.

Entirely red; blood stained on it couldn't be seen.

"Equipment, ah." Tang Luo casually swung it twice, producing a whistling sound of tearing air.

Whip of Frenzy

A shoddy product manufactured in imitation of something; despite that, it still possesses power not to be underestimated.

Attached skills:

One, Berserk Battle (Passive)

After picking up the whip, you will not feel pain or fatigue, can excavate your own potential, able to fight until the very last moment; limits exist to be broken through!

Two, Chaos (Passive)

Countless deranged resentful auras coil around the whip; holding it you will suffer the impact of chaotic, deranged breath, extremely easy to lose reason, regard all surrounding living beings as enemies, fight to the death.

————Only a madman would like and use this whip.

"A whip equipment that makes one lose reason." Tang Luo said, "Not bad for fighting desperately; you can experience it yourselves."

He set the whip aside.

Ao Yulie walked over and grasped it, his expression changing; he let out an "Oh" and quickly released it: "Quite stimulating."

Nan Taisheng thought for a moment, then also went up to try.

The instant he seized the whip, his body shuddered violently, feeling power from deep within his body begin to roar and surge, countless miserable cries ringing in his ears and mind.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The terrifying killing intent nearly shattered his reason completely.

Reason was like a dam in a flood peak, a small boat in terrifying waves, liable to capsize at any time, anywhere.

Nan Taisheng's eyes were gradually suffused with a dark green hue.

Fortunately, he still maintained his reason, still suppressing it, and did not actively attack those around him.

But this situation clearly could not be sustained for too long.

If he fought, the moment combat became even slightly intense, Nan Taisheng would go mad, unable to distinguish friend from foe.

He let go, Nan Taisheng releasing the whip, feeling a distinct weakness, as if his body had been hollowed out.

The equipment information stated it very clearly.

That surging power was squeezing the body's potential.

One look at Maeda Wang's half-dead state showed just how severe this squeezing was.

It had nothing to do with Master Xuanzang at all.

Even Nan Taisheng couldn't endure this whip's negative passive; the remaining three Yingdao Shenmo Walkers had even less inclination to try, none of them even touching it.

Suspicions toward Tang Luo also vanished like smoke.

Seeing his expression unchanged just now, he really didn't look like he was suffering any equipment side effects; they had thought he was bluffing.

Tang Yuhan, Li Suibian, and Zhang Xiuping, the three of them, had zero interest in this equipment with side effects.

Li Suibian was a sword cultivator; his previous Lingfeng Sword had already been swapped for better equipment.

Zhang Xiuping played with spears, so he would have even less interest in a whip.

Tang Luo protected everyone's safety; him alone obtaining the whip would draw no objections.

However, Tang Luo very fairly gave each person a Flight Talisman, moving everyone deeply, inspiring solemn respect.

Master Xuanzang truly was an attained high monk.

If anyone dares say the Master isn't a good person in the future, I'll fight them tooth and nail.

Having confirmed this whip's ownership, Ao Yulie put the whip away; Tang Luo consumed a bit of Merit Power to restore Maeda Wang.

After Maeda Wang recovered, he stammered out an explanation of the situation.

Roughly the same as what Li Suibian had said.

This dog-eat-dog, the blacker side ultimately won — very jianghu.

"This whip is a replica." After dealing with the corpses, inside the Cursed House, Nan Taisheng spoke up, "So the whip it replicates is one of the Nine Great Holy Weapons, missing for a long time — the Herdsman's Whip?"

"Herdsman's Whip?" Someone asked curiously.

The names of the Nine Great Holy Weapons, their specific details aren't something every jianghu person knows inside and out.

Lin Qinglong's Green Cloud Stronghold, though on the periphery, was actually highly valued by the Black Heaven Divine Palace and was about to be incorporated into its system.

Lin Qinglong and Yi Yun joining the Black Heaven Divine Palace could at least secure mid-level positions.

Both belonged to the category of those whose insight and strength exceeded the "bandit chief" identity, so they knew very clearly.

Nan Taisheng recounted everything they had learned during this trip to Green Cloud Stronghold.

Everyone had their own thoughts.

Nan Taisheng finally said: "Next, Master Xuanzang plans to go to the Black Heaven Divine Palace to convert those evildoers; such a righteous act inspires admiration. I am willing to follow Master Xuanzang's steps; he is my mentor, the lighthouse of my life!"

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Wealth moves the heart.

After truly witnessing that even a replica of the Nine Great Holy Weapons was this good, Nan Taisheng was tempted.

No more playing it safe; following Master Xuanzang, getting even one replica equipment piece is a profit!

The others thought it over and also chose to follow Tang Luo together.

One side: lying low, danger, no benefit, just the mission reward.

The other side: following Tang Luo, danger, extra benefits, possible equipment.

What else is there to think about? Definitely the latter.

Master Xuanzang is also a noble person, one who has transcended vulgar tastes; he won't be moody, won't use them as cannon fodder.

Follow! Definitely follow! Not following wouldn't be a Shenmo Walker.

Over the next two days, everyone worked hard preparing to venture into the jianghu.

Still that saying: venturing into the jianghu sounds carefree, but actually isn't easy at all.

Tang Luo has the Cursed House, which has perfectly solved the "lodging" problem.

Otherwise, you either need money or you can only sleep in the wind and dew.

The real major expense is "transportation."

Without a doubt, transportation in this world is either walking or horses.

Jianghu people have no problem using lightness skill for short distances; for long-distance travel, they rely on horses.

Horses are equivalent to cars in modern society — quite expensive, not something just anyone can afford.

And slightly better horses, like luxury cars, aren't available just because you want them.

Even with Green Cloud Stronghold's money, it still took some effort before everyone managed to get eight horses, one per person.

Ao Yulie and Tang Luo naturally didn't need them.

With the crucial means of transport settled, the group soon set out on the journey to the Black Heaven Divine Palace.

At this time, in the Azure Cloud Stockade, ten black-clad men looked at the Azure Cloud Stockade that had already been burned down and turned into a pile of ruins.

The corpses of Lin Qinglong and the others, burned into dried corpses, were also dug out and placed before them.

It was already impossible to distinguish who was who.

It could basically be determined that the entire Azure Cloud Stockade had been exterminated, not even chickens or dogs left alive.

After a while, the leading black-clad man said coldly, "Investigate. I want to know who did this, daring to even touch people of our Black Heaven Divine Palace."

"Yes!"

The nine black-clad men behind him acknowledged the order and left.

Only the leader remained standing in place, lightly stroking the sword hilt at his waist, exuding a murderous aura.