Chapter 109

After killing all the assassins in black, Zhang Weihai released the Golden Light Curse. With a single palm strike, his powerful true energy dispersed the original black smoke. He walked step by step to the shopkeeper and released his pressure points from a distance, displaying his impressive aura.

Looking at the shopkeeper, whose face was full of terror and who was completely terrified, Zhang Weihao smiled and patted him on the shoulder in a friendly manner, saying, “I’m not interested in your background, and I don’t want to know.”

Today’s lineup was somewhat disappointing; we barely even warmed up after playing for so long. But it was still acceptable, considering how difficult it is to legally kill so many people.

I, Zhang Lingyu, am a righteous person, a gentleman with status and background. Naturally, I abide by the rules and will not kill indiscriminately like those underworld and demonic people. These silver notes add up to about 100,000 taels of silver notes. Here, take them all and bury them properly.

Remember, you must give them a proper burial. It would be best to buy them a coffin, choose a place with good feng shui, and have Taoist priests and monks perform rituals for them. Burn plenty of paper money and candles for them, hoping they can be reborn into a good family in their next life.

See, I’m very kind and generous, aren’t I?

So next time you try to ambush me like this, you don’t need to make it so complicated and troublesome. Just send a letter or send someone to let me know. As long as I’m not busy, I’ll definitely keep the appointment. You can set up ambushes anywhere, any kind of trap will do, I’ll accept it.

However, one thing is certain: could the lineup that ambushed me next time be stronger? It would be best to include some Innate Grandmasters, or have an Innate Grandmaster lead the team, otherwise it’s quite boring.

Look, I haven’t even broken a sweat yet, and they’ve all died after just a little exercise. How am I supposed to hone my martial arts skills like this?

Kung Fu is a killing art. Since it’s a killing art, to hone true kung fu, you have to kill. When you turn killing into an art, into a craft, then your kung fu will naturally be mastered. Don’t you think so?

After saying this, Zhang Weihao generously stuffed the silver note into the shopkeeper’s clothes. He was a kind-hearted man who couldn’t bear to see people’s corpses left to rot in the wilderness, with no one to help them pass on to the afterlife, eventually becoming wandering ghosts who couldn’t even be reincarnated.

So he would take out a sum of money afterward to bury these people and perform a ritual for their souls, and he would even burn extra money for them so that they could be reborn into a better life in the next life.

Isn’t he incredibly upright, kind, and benevolent? Well, as someone who’s been through it all, Zhang Weihao’s greatest act of kindness is to help these people reincarnate.

However, others couldn’t understand Zhang Weihao’s kindness. Instead, they thought he was terrifying and dangerous, with extremely terrifying strength, definitely comparable to a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm. He was not someone that a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm could easily provoke. His intimidating power was even comparable to Yaoyue, the Grand Master of the Yihua Palace.

Moreover, many hidden masters noticed it.

Zhang Weihao wasn’t taking it seriously at all, meaning his true strength was far greater than what he had shown. It was just that his opponents today were too weak, and he happened to be the kind of person who could easily crush weaker opponents, so his true strength couldn’t be detected at all.

It is estimated that only a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm could achieve this, and it cannot be just one person; several people must act simultaneously.

“He’s right. Killing is an art. Without killing, without challenging the true limits, one cannot comprehend the true way of martial arts. Tell Ye Gucheng for me that I, Ximen Chuixue, challenge him to a duel to the death.” Ximen Chuixue seemed to have found a kindred spirit. He was deeply moved and felt that Zhang Weihai’s words were truly reasonable. This was what he was pursuing, so he took the initiative to challenge Ye Gucheng, the Lord of Baiyun City.

At this time, Ximen Chuixue and Lu Xiaofeng were naturally unaware that even without today’s incident, Ye Gucheng would soon have challenged Ximen Chuixue to a duel, roughly after the Embroidered Bandit case was solved.

The location, of course, is the top of the Forbidden City, and the duel will take place on the fifteenth of August next year.

Lu Xiaofeng had witnessed Ye Gucheng’s prowess at the Pingnan Prince’s Mansion, where he had used his Lingxi Finger to catch Ye Gucheng’s somewhat restrained Heavenly Flying Immortal. He was well aware of Ye Gucheng’s terrifying strength and did not think highly of Ximen Chuixue, especially after Ye Gucheng had truly obtained a fine sword from Zhang Weihao. He feared that his Lingxi Finger would be unable to withstand it at all.

Strictly speaking, Lu Xiaofeng is the one who hates those divine weapons the most. He used to dare to accept anyone’s sword, but now… he’s almost afraid to accept anyone’s sword, fearing that his fingers will be cut off by those divine weapons.

Lu Xiaofeng wasn’t surprised by the challenge. Last time at the Prince’s mansion, Ye Gucheng had asked him about Ximen Chuixue (Ye Gucheng was the swordsmanship teacher of the Prince of Pingnan’s heir), clearly having similar ideas. Lu Xiaofeng thought for a moment and said, “You can challenge Ye Gucheng, but you must possess a top-tier divine weapon. Ye Gucheng won’t let such an opportunity pass by. He will soon obtain a peerless divine weapon far surpassing the Flying Rainbow Sword in his hand. With the divine weapon’s enhancement, you are no match for him; it’s practically suicide.”

Before witnessing the Cheng Ying Sword, Ximen Chuixue would definitely have been stubborn, but this time he remained silent, clearly somewhat tempted, and finally agreed to Lu Xiaofeng’s request. Otherwise, this guy would never have arranged it for him.

“They’re all dead?”

“Otherwise what? Death is everyone’s destiny and final destination. If they meet me, they can at least have a decent burial place, receive a ritual to help them pass on to the afterlife, earn their first pot of gold before reporting to the underworld, and even be reborn into a better life in the next life. The underworld also needs to spend money to bribe and smooth things over; otherwise, with so many people queuing up to be reborn, how could you possibly get a good one?”

Although the logic of the story was correct, Li Xunhuan still said with a strange look, “You talk as if you’ve been to the underworld and are very familiar with it.”

Zhang Weihao nodded and said, “I know. I didn’t drink the Meng Po soup. In addition, I bought the invincible deluxe package, so I was born into a very good family. Not only is my family background good, but I’m also handsome, and I even have the best aptitude and physique. All of these require money to bribe. I spent a lot of money to make it happen.”

Li Xunhuan and Xue Keren were completely dumbfounded. Xue Keren cautiously probed, “Is this how it is in the underworld?”