Chapter 91

Gu Han roughly judged the strength of everyone's aura.

Immediately, he silently moved behind one of the Martial Masters.

Perhaps because of his low status, he happened to be at the rear of the crowd.

Even as Gu Han approached, no one noticed.

Coincidentally, throughout the process, everyone's attention was on the splendid battle between Di Ying and the two brothers, Kuang Zhan and Kuang Nu.

The battle's vibrations provided excellent cover for Gu Han and Wang Keyan.

Because he was unsure what level of strength these Martial Masters possessed within the Martial Master realm.

To ensure a single strike would be fatal, Gu Han had beforehand poisoned his Qingfeng Sword.

The sword's piercing wind qi stabbed straight into his back, thrusting in fiercely.

Hiss!

He never expected anyone to launch a sneak attack at that moment; he was completely unprepared and was stabbed through by Gu Han's sword, feeling a chilling chill.

The sound of the Qingfeng Sword piercing his body was not noticeable amid the noisy environment, attracting no one's attention.

The poison on the Qingfeng Sword instantly spread through his blood, turning his lips purple and black.

He raised his hand, intending to call for help from those around him.

But before he could make a sound, Gu Han yanked the Qingfeng Sword out of his body.

In that instant, it was as if all his strength had been drained, and his arm went limp.

Gu Han placed his palm on the corpse and began to absorb its attributes.

"Congratulations, host, for absorbing a third‑rank Martial Master's attributes: 5,000 Qi Blood, 500 Strength, and 200 Defense."

"Congratulations, host, you have obtained a first‑rank treasure chest. Open it now?"

The successive system notification tones left Gu Han stunned.

Although the Martial Master provided many attributes, it was still slightly less than Gu Han had imagined.

However, this treasure chest was an unexpected delight for him.

"I don't know what goodies the chest will yield; I hope this round isn't a loss."

Gu Han's heart stirred, and he chose not to waste time on this corpse.

At this critical juncture, he had no intention of opening the chest; he quietly laid the corpse on the ground without making much noise.

Although there was a faint smell of blood, the prison's constant incarceration of inmates and lack of cleaning meant the heavy stench almost completely masked the bloody odor.

Next, Gu Han took out a foot‑wiping towel and continued to sneak toward the nearby Martial Practitioner.

"What smell?"

Only the Martial Practitioner closest to him twitched his nose and instinctively turned his head toward the direction of the bloody smell.

But as soon as he turned his head, Gu Han shoved the towel into his mouth.

"Mmm… mmm."

His face changed dramatically as he tried to resist.

Although Gu Han's realm was not high, his speed was extreme, and the Qingfeng Sword slit his throat in an instant.

Fresh blood gushed from the porcelain person's throat, and the pungent bloody smell quickly spread.

"Who is it?"

However, a Martial Master far away suddenly collapsed, drawing everyone's attention.

Wang Keyan was seen killing a Martial Master and hastily fleeing outward from the prison.

Qiu Lin's expression instantly changed; Wang Keyan's action was nothing but a slap to their faces!

"Hurry up and go after her!"

Those nearest the prison door rose one after another, but they dared not approach the battlefield of Di Ying and his three companions; they could only detour around them and chase outward.

Wang Keyan's timely move provided Gu Han with a good opportunity to hide.

Gu Han reached out and gently placed the dead Martial Master on the ground.

"Congratulations, host, for absorbing a fourth‑rank Martial Master's attributes: 5,800 Qi Blood, 500 Speed, and 250 Spirit."

"Congratulations, host, you have obtained a first‑rank treasure chest. Open it now?"

Upon hearing the system prompt, Gu Han raised his eyebrows—another treasure chest.

Could it be that any enemy whose strength reaches Martial Master or above converts part of their attributes into a treasure chest?

After this speculation arose in Gu Han's mind, he prepared to continue trying.

At this moment, Qiu Lin and the others were furious because Wang Keyan's sneak attack had killed a Martial Master.

They utterly failed to notice that two more had already fallen behind them.

Gu Han repeated his tactic to kill a third person, confirmed he had again obtained a treasure chest and substantial attributes, and then swiftly retreated.

The instant Gu Han retreated, a massive surge of qi slammed into the spot where he had been standing.

Gu Han had no hesitation; he mustered all his strength and turned to run.

"Hurry up and chase after him for me!"

The enraged and ashamed Qiu Lin's face turned grim as he furiously berated the nearby Grand Martial Masters who were still standing there.

With dozens of Martial Masters and Grand Martial Masters from Dan Ren Cheng present, how could two people sneak‑attack and kill several of them?

"These fellows are shameless, yet I, Qiu Lin, still care about face!"

Several Grand Martial Masters hurriedly rose in panic and rushed after Gu Han in urgent haste.

"Is this… Gu Han?"

In the crowd, Zheng De, who had gotten a clear look at Gu Han's appearance, suddenly froze.

Because he had previously failed to detain Gu Han, causing the various merchant caravans that had infiltrated Mu Shan Cheng to fall into danger, Zheng De had always felt deeply responsible for this matter.

Although later he never found another opportunity to kill Gu Han.

But Zheng De could say he had deeply etched Gu Han's appearance into his heart.

Even if Gu Han turned to ashes, he would never forget Gu Han!

"You mean the person who just sneak‑attacked was Gu Han?"

Qiu Lin, standing nearby, hearing Zheng De shout that name, immediately walked over.

Zheng De hesitated for a moment, first nodding, then shaking his head.

"He looks a lot like Gu Han, but I only glanced at him just now—I'm not entirely sure."

Qiu Lin patted Zheng De on the shoulder and advised,

"I know you've been exhausting yourself these days so Deng Li can get the key, losing sleep over it."

"But our goal isn't just Mu Shan Cheng; your health absolutely must not break down."

"Once this battle ends, I'll grant you a month's leave so you can rest properly."

"Paid leave!"

"Who is Gu Han?"

"Although Gu Han won first place in the Mu Shan Cheng Ten Camps Competition."

"But to Qiu Lin, Zheng De and the others, he's merely a junior who hasn't grown up yet."

"Even among the spectators at that competition were their spies."

"Even though Gu Han has progressed by leaps and bounds lately, going from warrior trainee to martial practitioner, that's already more than they thought he deserved!"

"A sneak attack that instantly kills a martial master?"

"That's something an ordinary martial practitioner couldn't do!"

"Since Zheng De isn't certain, Qiu Lin naturally assumes it's because Zheng De has overworked himself lately, causing his vision to blur."

Zheng De felt rather uneasy hearing that.

"No matter how you say it, he's a great martial master—his eyesight isn't that bad yet."

"But thinking about getting an extra month of paid leave for nothing,"

"Zheng De's slight annoyance vanished in an instant, thrown to the clouds."

"After comforting Zheng De, Qiu Lin rose and spoke solemnly to the people around,"

"We can't drag this on; among those two just now, there's a good chance one was from Mu Shan Cheng."

"If we delay further, they're likely to bring reinforcements, so we must fight quickly and decisively!"