Chapter 474: Evil by Nature

"Rules are fences built for the mediocre."

Rain fell like a waterfall, and the world was dim and dark.

A tall male corpse held a petite female corpse in his arms; the rain washed their honeycomb-dense wounds until they turned pale, and a long sword skewered them both together.

The one gripping this sword was the young Zuo Lishan.

"Brother Zuo..."

The young Zhao Wuji sat slumped on the ground, muttering.

Zuo Lishan slowly pulled out the long sword, kicked both corpses into the abyss before him, and then spoke calmly to him.

"Brother Zhao, you are too pedantic."

"I do not wish to kill you, but I am about to succeed as the Sect Leader of the Mount Tai Sect. Today's events must not be spread."

The young Zhao Wuji shuddered violently, glanced at the petite female corpse held in the tall male corpse's arms, and with a thud, knelt down and smashed his forehead against the ground.

"Brother Zuo—no, Sect Leader Zuo, for the sake of the months we spent traveling together, for the sake of me coming with you to surround and kill the 'Great Asura' Meng Nan!"

"As long as you are alive for one day, I will never walk the Jianghu again!"

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Zhao Wuji opened his eyes abruptly.

The screams of women, the shouts of mountain bandits, the aroma of wine and meat, and the stench of filth all pulled him back into the mountain stronghold.

"Chief, what is wrong?"

His second-in-command asked him thus.

Zhao Wuji slowly shook his head.

"I just dreamed of a trivial past event from fifteen years ago."

Although he said this, Zhao Wuji knew clearly that this memory was by no means trivial.

One sentence had made a young hero vanish from the world.

One sentence had created a mountain bandit leader who stopped at nothing.

"Rules are fences built for the mediocre."

Zhao Wuji chewed on this sentence and laughed in a low voice.

At the same time, he scanned his surroundings.

This was the summit of this nameless mountain, and also the location of his lair.

On top of silk and satin, jade-like bodies lay sprawled.

Amidst the chaotic cups and plates, swords and blades stood like a forest.

Unlike the peripheral bandits down the mountain, the dozen or so people drinking and making merry here were all burly, and their weapons emitted a cold light without a trace of rust. This was the foundation Zhao Wuji had saved up for himself.

He would not be a mountain bandit forever.

Starting from the year before last, the imperial court's suppression of the Jianghu had gradually loosened, and Mount Wudang and Shaolin, as the leaders of the righteous path, had also reined in their influence. At the same time, several evil experts appeared, pushing the chaos of the Jianghu to its peak.

This was his opportunity.

Zuo Lishan's bones were likely already rotted; no one remained to stop him from making a name for himself.

And he... also had enough capital.

Aside from these subordinates in the room and the silver saved from burning, killing, and looting, his greatest capital was one person.

Zhao Wuji looked toward the corner of the room.

The wild man who had lured Li Miao here was leaning against the lean tiger, holding a piece of raw meat in his hand, tearing it into small pieces bit by bit and feeding it into the tiger's mouth. A foolish smile hung on his face; occasionally, when a bandit passed by him and spilled wine or food on him, he did not take offense in the slightest.

If Zhao Wuji hadn't tested it, he might never have known that this big fellow, who looked foolish and let others bully him, was an expert almost capable of rivaling Zuo Lishan.

Several martial artists with high Wu Gong who had broken through his heart-questioning barrier and rushed before him had ultimately been defeated at the hands of the wild man.

As long as he was there, Zhao Wuji did not need to fear anyone.

This was also the reason why he did things so ruthlessly yet lived better and better.

Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes and sipped the strong liquor.

"In another year, once this big fellow is well-trained and I have saved up enough men and silver, it will be the time for me to officially step into the Jianghu... With a peak expert to hold the line, I can completely establish my own sect!"

"With my methods, plus his martial power, I can earn back all the time Zuo Lishan forced me to spend in this backwater for over ten years! And I will live longer and be more majestic than him!"

"As long as—"

Bang!

The main gate was kicked wide open with a boom. A mountain bandit stumbled into the room, and before he could speak, he tripped over the wine jars scattered on the floor, rolling and knocking over a whole row of items.

"Bad! It's bad!"

Zhao Wuji frowned but did not speak.

He was gradually adopting the demeanor of a big shot who did not show his emotions.

The second-in-command beside him stood up consciously and rebuked angrily.

"To be so flustered, do you not know any rules at all! If you disturb the Chief's mood, how many heads do you have to pay for it!" ===== CHAPTER 475 =====