Evil of all ages

Chapter 130 Gradually Adapting
The most shocked were the disciples of the Tianxing Sect, who stared dumbfounded at the Sixth Elder, Tang Wenhai, who had fallen from his horse and was lifeless.

Despite his peculiar habits, the Sixth Elder was always portrayed as domineering, fierce, and ruthless, both within and outside the sect.

It gave them the feeling that no one could surpass this level of skill.

But the expert they admired was killed by a hidden weapon without even uttering a word, which they simply couldn't accept.

"you…"

Looking at his own brother's corpse, Tang Wenjie felt no anger, only deep fear.

Because he and his brother are both mid-stage acquired martial artists, their strength is already considered top-notch in the martial arts world.

But he didn't even see how his own brother died.

With a loud "bang," his brother died with a bloody hole in his forehead.

How can you defend against something you can't even see clearly?

"Do not…"

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw the pretty boy who killed his own brother pointing that terrifying hidden weapon at him, which made his scalp tingle.

"boom"

Huang Taichu didn't want to listen to his nonsense and sent him to meet his brother with a bullet.

"escape"

With the two elders dead, the other disciples finally realized what was happening and turned their horses around to flee.

Huang Taichu had already pulled out his pistol; he couldn't leave it unfinished until he'd emptied a whole magazine.

"boom"

"boom"

"..."

One shot, one kill; they knocked all the unlucky guys off their horses.

After firing twelve bullets, Huang Taichu stopped; the remaining bullets all escaped.

"Brother Li, why did you let them get away?"

Huang Yunyou saw that of the ten people he had taken down, two had survived, while the rest had all escaped. He didn't understand why Brother Li had done this.

Why do they never kill everyone? Aren't they afraid of retaliation from the Tianxing Sect?

"Although the Tianxing Sect has innate experts, they are not among the Seven Peaks. What is there to be afraid of?"

Huang Taichu had no concept of the Dao.

“My dear Brother Li, if you kill them all, I will destroy the evidence and no one will know that we killed them.”

"We can leave a few alive; soon everyone will know that we killed the Tianxing Sect members."

“Killing righteous people without cause will lead to our expulsion from the Zhenwu Division.”

"At that time, we will go from being ghostwriters to wanted criminals. Not only will the Tianxing Sect hunt us down, but countless ghostwriters will also want to cut off our heads for the reward."

Huang Yunyou felt that Brother Li was too much of a jerk. He wanted to be the ghostwriter, but this way, he wouldn't even be able to be the ghostwriter.

"So that's what you're worried about."

"Don't worry, I know people in the Zhenwu Division, and no one can remove our identities as sword-wielders."

Huang Taichu smiled.

"Brother Li, you're not joking, are you? Can you really keep your identity as a ghostwriter?"

Huang Yunyou asked with a mixture of belief and doubt.

"That's really possible. Even if you kill an official of the imperial court, the Zhenwu Division will find a reason for you to say that you killed a corrupt official, and everything will be legal."

Huang Taichu smiled.

"With such influence, Brother Li, which important figure in the Zhenwu Division do you know?"

Seeing that Brother Li didn't seem to be lying, Huang Yunyou couldn't help but ask.

Don't ask.

"Asking means you're not qualified to know."

"Just know that when you're following your Brother Li, some rules don't matter."

"Go ahead, those two who didn't die were deliberately left behind for you to practice on."

Huang Taichu pointed to two Tianxing Sect disciples who had fallen down after being shot through the thigh.

"Two third-rate martial artists?"

Huang Yunyou immediately felt that Brother Li was making things difficult for him.

Even though he's a self-taught martial artist and practices innate techniques, fighting against a professional martial artist from a sect is not a matter of an amateur versus a professional.

"If you're scared, why did you act as the ghostwriter? You should know that your father's killer is many times more powerful than these two scumbags."

"If you can't even face two scumbags, I suggest you give up on seeking revenge."

"Going back to carry on the family line is better than you dying in vain."

Huang Yunyou immediately got into character after being slightly provoked by Huang Taichu. His expression hardened, and he drew his sword and walked towards the two disciples of the Tianxing Sect.

The two disciples were overjoyed to see Huang Yunyou approaching. If they could subdue him together, they might be able to escape. They immediately lunged at Huang Yunyou, who reciprocated with his sword.

In an instant, the three of them started fighting.

In Huang Taichu's eyes, the three of them were complete novices fighting each other.

Half an hour passed
Under Huang Taichu's command, Huang Yunyou paid a heavy price in order to successfully kill two Tianxing Sect disciples.

"Not bad, you've made some progress."

When Huang Taichu saw Huang Yunyou return, he tossed him a pill.

Huang Yunyou immediately took the medicine and saw his sword wounds heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This made him hesitate, but in the end he held back and didn't ask anything.

He bowed to Huang Taichu, and then he brought back the horses from the Tianxing Sect that hadn't gone far. Now he had more than twenty horses.

"Brother Li, how far are we from the nearest county town?"

To get rid of these things, just ask Brother Li, because in his opinion, there's nothing Brother Li doesn't know.

"The nearest county to us is Tongxian. If we ride a fast horse, it will only take a few hours to get there."

“But you’re leading more than twenty horses, which is slow, and there are bound to be quite a few people coming to steal the White Bone Demon Harp.”

“With a little calculation, even if we are slow, we can reach Tongxian on the third or fourth day.”

Huang Taichu replied.

After hearing this, Huang Yunyou worried that the head would rot quickly, so he asked Brother Li if there was any way to prevent it.

After explaining a few methods to him, Brother Li found it troublesome and tossed him a powder, telling him to sprinkle it on the person's head.

After he sprinkled the powder on the heads of those people, he sat down to rest, and nothing happened that night.

The next day, it was dawn.

Huang Taichu deliberately stepped on and broke a dead tree branch next to Huang Yunyou, startling Huang Yunyou awake like a frightened rabbit.

"What's there to be afraid of? Even if the news spreads, it'll be the small fry from the neighborhood who come looking for us first. The real experts and powerful figures will come looking for us at least a day or two later."

Huang Taichu smiled.

Seeing that Brother Li didn't feel any pressure, Huang Yunyou felt that having power was a good thing, and that he was fearless.

He didn't say anything, but took out some tiger meat, heated it up, and used it to fill his stomach.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, he led more than twenty horses and followed behind Brother Li.

Less than half an hour after they set off, someone on horseback came galloping in their direction.

“Brother Li, it’s that镖头 (bodyguard/escort) named Sun Ping from last night. He seems to be seriously injured.”

"lie"

No sooner had Huang Yunyou finished speaking than he saw Sun Ping, covered in blood and clutching the box, fall off the horse.

Without Sun Ping's control, the galloping horse came to a stop.

It's possible that the horse Sun Ping was riding was a mare, and when it saw more than twenty horses ahead, it took the initiative to go forward and squeeze into the herd.

Huang Yunyou ignored Sun Ping's horse running into his herd. After receiving a nod from Brother Li, he dismounted to check on Sun Ping's condition.

"Head镖师 (bodyguard/escort), what happened?"

Huang Yunyou stopped seven steps away from Sun Ping and did not approach any closer.

Since the news that the White Bone Demon Harp was on Brother Li had already spread, who knows if Sun Ping's actions were for the White Bone Demon Harp?

"Give...give this to..."

Sun Ping lay on the ground, vomiting blood, struggling to hand the box to Huang Yunyou, but before he could finish speaking, he turned his head and died.

"Head镖师 (bodyguard/escort), what's wrong?"

Huang Yunyou still dared not approach, fearing that Sun Ping would feign death to lure him closer so he could kidnap him.

"Stop being so paranoid, the person is really dead."

Huang Taichu silently reminded him from behind.

"Forehead"

Upon hearing that Sun Ping was truly dead, Huang Yunyou gave an awkward laugh.

He went closer to examine Sun Ping's wounds, then took the box from Sun Ping's hand.

"Brother Li, here you go."

Huang Yunyou knew that the box Sun Ping had risked his life to escort was probably safe.

But he was still afraid. He was afraid that someone might switch the box without Sun Ping knowing, and that the moment he opened the box, a hidden arrow might be shot out from inside.

He is weak; he cannot defend against it.

Brother Li is powerful, there's definitely no problem.

"You're getting more and more cautious, but that's a good thing."

"That means you're gradually adapting to this world!"

(End of this chapter)