Decaying World

Chapter 93 093 Response 1
"I came here to kill, didn't I?" Lin Hui glanced at him inexplicably. "Whether I like it or not, whether I hate it or not, it's all against my will."

“Since that’s the case, Abbot Lin, I wonder if this person can be handed over to my Golden Hong Sect for handling?” Wu Shinan of the New Martial Alliance, who had been watching for a long time, stepped forward with a stiff upper lip.

He realized that Bai Feihan's mind was already broken, and that continuing the fight would surely result in his death. This was a rare opportunity.

"If we could recruit a master of rice-cracking techniques as an inside agent, that would be absolutely crucial."

Wu Shinan's voice grew softer and softer. Under Lin Hui's gaze, he finally truly felt the pressure that the four people had just experienced.

That kind of creepy feeling, where just being stared at makes your skin crawl and you're constantly worried that the other person might attack from some unknown angle.

From the very beginning, Wu Shinan went from intending to help, to being dumbfounded, to being terrified, all in less than two minutes.

In other words, within two minutes, all four masters of internal energy were dead, leaving only Bai Feihan.

Such an exaggerated record left not only Wang Hongshi and Chen Sui standing nearby, but even he, with his vast experience and knowledge, speechless and barely daring to breathe.

Four masters of internal energy, two of whom were at the peak of their cultivation! They were all top-tier martial artists from the outer city, on the same level as him.

Is this the terror of a top-tier speed fighter?
"I'm sorry," Lin Hui finally replied.

"When I went out this time, I said I was going to kill enough people that no one would dare to mess with Qingfeng Temple anymore. So, I'm sorry."

"Please do as you please," Wu Shinan said, his scalp tingling. He dared not say another word and quickly stepped back.

Bai Feihan seemed to understand her future and her destiny at this moment.

He gave a bitter smile.

"I chose the wrong person, the wrong place. But if you want to kill me, be prepared to pay with your life."

puff!

The next instant, a small gash was broken in the internal energy in his throat.

Immediately afterward, his internal energy dissipated, bloodstains appeared on his throat, and he never had the chance to say anything more.

“I don’t want to kill anyone. Every time I strike, it negates a person’s decades of hard work.”

Lin Hui sheathed his sword and wiped the blood off the other man's clothes.

"So it's all your fault."

Passing through the corpse, his white robe seemed to blend into the snow, remaining spotless.

It wasn't until he left that Wang Hongshi and the others finally realized what was happening.

Chen Sui patted Wang Hongshi hard, signaling him to follow.

Huang Shan and Qiu Yiren reacted quickly, taking the body with them, as Lin Hui had instructed them on the way here.

Looting is one thing, but the key is to use corpses to deter foreign enemies. This time, Qingfeng Temple is mobilized, and we must fight our way out of the chaos and achieve peace.

The goal is to kill until anyone who moves in front of Qingfeng Temple will think of today's battle.

"My goodness!" Huang Shan said in a low voice as he dragged up the corpse's head and looked at Qiu Yiren, who was dragging the corpse's legs. His face was full of shock.

"Four internal energy realm cultivators. All the previous cultivators from Qingfeng Temple combined were only at this level. And now, they're all gone in just a few minutes!?"

"That means the abbot wiped out the entire Qingfeng Temple in just a few minutes," Qiu Yiren said in a deep voice. Looking at Lin Hui, who was examining the new traces in the snow, her eyes were filled with admiration.

At this moment, she unconsciously recalled the scene of Lin Hui cultivating day and night.

At all times, the abbot seemed to be immersed in spiritual practice, without a trace of entertainment or waste.

Even geniuses like them who love cultivation will find it tedious and boring, and feel restless after practicing for a long time.

But the abbot seemed to have held firm.

"Let's go," Huang Shan urged.

"Yes." Qiu Yiren came to her senses and followed, carrying the body forward.

Chen Sui and Wang Hongshi had already moved the remaining corpses together and piled them in front of the Black Dragon Pharmacy.

The officials from the yamen arrived late and were talking to Wang Hongshi, inquiring about the situation.

Clearly, they didn't want to deal with this mess. Putting aside the fact that Fu'an Town was located in a remote area and was not valued, the exaggerated strength displayed by top forces in the outer city, such as Feishimen and Qingfeng Temple, far exceeded their ability to handle it.

When faced with cases like this, they usually turn a blind eye.

"I see. You found these bodies by accident in the corner? You didn't know their identities? I see. Alright, the statement is taken. I've taken up your time."

"It's alright. It's our honor to cooperate with the government's investigation," Wang Hongshi replied with a smile.

On the other side, Lin Hui had followed the traces of the fight left by Xue Meng and chased him all the way to the edge of Fu'an Town, outside the fence of a pig farm.

The pig farm was also covered with a large shed, with transparent curtains hanging around it. I don't know what material it was made of, but it looked like plastic.

A large hole appeared in the curtain, and all the domestic pigs that used to be kept inside were gone, leaving only messy, frozen, muddy footprints.

Lin Hui drew his sword and went inside. In a flash, he passed through the large hole in the pig farm and arrived at the back.

The first thing that came into view from behind was a towering wall of fog that seemed to reach into the clouds. "So, it's very likely that we've entered the fog zone? That makes sense. Apart from the fog zone, it's impossible to escape the pursuit of the Flying Stone Gate anywhere else."

Even on his deathbed, Bai Feihan never thought of using Xue Meng to threaten him. Clearly, they hadn't captured Xue Meng, so they never even considered it.

Lin Hui deduced that the Flying Stone Sect had likely lost track of Xue Meng, so they followed the trail and discovered the clues.

Looking at the deep, gray-white wall of mist, Lin Hui remained silent for a moment before turning and leaving.

He wouldn't be able to find Xue Meng if he rushed in; the fog area was too large and had too many variables, far exceeding the fog-free area.

Although people have categorized the monsters in the fog zone into several levels, there are actually many more monsters that people may never have encountered before, which appear from time to time.

Because new types of monsters are constantly appearing, it is impossible to record the types and varieties of monsters; instead, they are classified only by their danger level.

Return to the Black Dragon Pharmacy.

Wang Hongshi and others have completed the preparations.

"Master, we've found out the exact location of the Flying Stone Gate, and we've even hired a daring guide. Also, that senior Wu Shinan left earlier, saying he'd visit you at Qingfeng Temple when he has time, but I suspect he might still be observing from the shadows," Wang Hongshi reported.

"Well done." Lin Hui nodded. Just as he was about to have someone lead the way, he suddenly noticed a strong, teenage boy following behind Wang Hongshi.

The child was about ten years old, with bright, lively eyes. He wore a brown cotton long-sleeved shirt and trousers, with a black windproof robe with a rat fur collar. His eyes were full of admiration as he looked at him.

"Who is he?"

"Abbot, I was just about to tell you," Chen Sui said, clasping his hands in greeting. Having witnessed Lin Hui slaughter four Inner Strength Realm experts, he no longer dared to be as close to Lin Hui as before, feeling more fear than respect.

"This child's surname is Zhao and his given name is Zunli. He said he just saw the abbot fighting and was inspired to learn swordsmanship from you."

"I don't accept disciples. If you want to learn swordsmanship, you must first go to Qingfeng Temple to get started and learn from the basics," Lin Hui said coldly.

He doesn't even have enough time to cultivate his own body tempering and internal energy, let alone teach others.

It's already a great effort to spare even a little energy to guide the disciples within the sect.

"But I'm a genius!" the child exclaimed anxiously.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that Wang Hongshi and Lin Hui had vanished. Perhaps they had already left the moment he uttered his first word.

“A genius wouldn’t be left behind in the outer city instead of going to the inner city.” Chen Sui patted him on the shoulder.

"Your courage is commendable, but you still have to start from the basics. Zhao Zunli, I know you. You're a well-known martial arts fanatic in this town."

"Sigh, but I really am a genius." Zhao Zunli looked at Chen Sui, and seeing that he didn't seem to care, he was a little discouraged.

"Don't worry, if you really are a genius, you'll show your talent soon after joining Qingfeng Temple. By the way, since you're a genius, why didn't you join one of the Three Sects and Six Gangs before?" Chen Sui asked curiously.

“I don’t have the talent for internal energy. My talent lies entirely in my understanding of techniques,” Zhao Zunli said helplessly.

"What kind of genius is that?" Chen Sui chuckled. "A true genius is someone like our Abbot. After only a few years of training, before he was even twenty, he broke through the limits of external martial arts and entered the realm of internal energy. Furthermore, he independently comprehended secret techniques and perfected our sect's swordsmanship, elevating it to an unprecedented level. Now that he is the Abbot, we all firmly believe that he will lead Qingfeng Temple to a level never before reached!"

As he spoke, he revealed a look of longing.

Zhao Zunli, who was standing to the side, showed the same expression as him.

At the same time, the chubby man at the dry goods shop across the street was also watching this scene, his fists clenched tightly.

"Did you see that?! The Invisible Sword! It truly lives up to its name!! My God. In just a few minutes, all four of them are gone, completely wiped out!?"

Immediately after the great battle, the people of Qingfeng Temple led the way to hunt down and capture the remaining henchmen of Feishimen, in order to obtain information.

He killed them after questioning them; he was incredibly ruthless.

If other passersby saw this scene, they might feel scared, but the chubby guy knew the truth from beginning to end. He knew that Qingfeng Temple was retaliating in kind, and he felt not only no fear, but also a sense of satisfaction!
"The Flying Stone Sect has suffered a huge loss this time!" The martial artist who had been carrying the strange weapon earlier was now back at the shop entrance watching the commotion.

"With four Inner Force Realm experts dead, it's no wonder the losses are significant. That old thief Li Chi is probably going to be furious." On the other side, a woman wearing a white veil and a bamboo hat, also carrying two swords on her back, with a graceful figure, said in a deep voice.

It is clear that the two know each other.

"Everyone was drawn here to watch the show. Everyone thought Qingfeng Temple was going to suffer a loss, but it turned out to be a complete reversal. Now, we don't know what Abbot Lin plans to do next," the strange weapon warrior speculated.

"Of course they'll attack Flying Stone Gate!" a passerby couldn't help but exclaim.

“Li Chi of the Flying Stone Sect is a powerful figure from Xingdao, and it would be difficult for someone at the Inner Strength Realm to make a move. It’s like an ordinary person trying to summon someone – the difference is too great.” The strange warrior shook his head.

"Zhou Tian? What kind of realm is that?" the chubby man asked curiously.

"Above internal energy is the circulation of Qi," the strange warrior replied. "In the outer city, this is the strongest. Even in the inner city, it's considered mid-level, not weak."

"Does having Zhou Tian guarantee victory over internal force?" the chubby man asked again.

“That’s not necessarily true. Zhou Tian is just a higher level of internal strength. In a real fight, it’s not about who has the higher cultivation level. It’s also about overall strength, such as experience, martial arts characteristics, strategy, environment, etc. It’s just that Zhou Tian is naturally much stronger than internal strength,” the woman in the white veil and bamboo hat interjected.

"Have there been any instances of a comeback before?" someone asked.

“Yes, very few.” The woman in the straw hat nodded. “I heard my master mention that the most recent one was Shangguan Chong, a swordsman from the Illusionary Magic Blade sect more than forty years ago. He could kill a Zhou Tian with his internal energy. He was a swordsman with terrifying explosive power. Later, he founded the Illusionary Magic Sect, but it seems that he suffered too many internal injuries due to his excessive bursts of power and died before the age of fifty. After his death, the entire Illusionary Magic Sect was wiped out overnight, probably by his old enemies.”

"Let's see if Qingfeng Temple will become the next Illusionary Sect," the strange warrior whispered.

(End of this chapter)