Immortality and Cultivation: This old man seeks enlightenment through mere survival.

Time slipped by quietly, and the night grew deep.

The entire fishing village fell into silence, and every fisherman's family was already asleep.

Lu Zaian, dressed in simple gray cloth and with his face covered, quietly stepped out of the house, gathering his strength as he walked slowly toward the north of the village.

After leaving the village, walk along the main road to the north for about half an hour, and you will see a tall city.

By the moonlight, Lu Zaian could barely make out the three characters "Haifeng City" at the city gate.

The city gates were tightly closed, but one could still vaguely see light and hear voices inside.

Unlike the desolate and peaceful surrounding fishing villages.

The vibrant nightlife in Sea Breeze City is just beginning.

There were mortal guards patrolling the city walls, but this naturally couldn't stop Lu Zaian, who was a cultivator, even though he was only at the first level of Qi Refining.

'After all, it's just a mortal city, without any early warning systems, protective formations, or other cultivators...'

Lu Zaian used the minor technique "Qi Concealment" from the "Water Flow Technique" to walk close to the city wall.

He channeled his magic power under his feet, leaped across the city wall twice, and transformed into a gentle breeze, flying into the city.

The guards on the city wall had no idea that someone had infiltrated.

Once inside the city, Lu Zaian wandered through the streets and alleys, avoiding populated areas, and followed his memory straight to one of the butcher gang's branches.

Before long, Lu Zaian arrived in front of a large mansion.

The plaque above the mansion's gate reads "Slaughter Gang West Market Branch," and faint sounds of boisterous laughter could be heard coming from inside.

It seems that this slaughtering gang is living a life of revelry and luxury.

Lu Zaian sneered and observed from the shadows.

Two burly butchers were guarding the gate and talking to each other.

"Damn it, my luck is really bad today. We lost the bet and it's our turn to be the doormen again."

"I heard that Boss Zhu kidnapped two fisherwomen from outside. They're quite pretty, and now the brothers are probably lining up inside."

"Blanching, that's so satisfying! I want to do that too!"

"Don't rush, I'll make you feel so good right away."

Suddenly, a damp, chilly wind swept by, and a voice rang out unexpectedly in the ears of the two butchers.

"Who?!"

The two butchers guarding the gate were startled and were about to turn their heads to look when they felt a chill on their necks.

'Huh, why am I seeing my own butt?'

With the head falling to the ground, Lu Zaian didn't even glance at it before gracefully flying down the wall into the house.

The spell I just used was one of the minor spells recorded in the "Water Element Technique"—the Water Sword Technique. It uses magic power to condense two water swords that can be used to attack from a distance.

Such a sudden move caught the two butchers completely off guard, leaving them no time to react.

Upon entering the courtyard, Lu Zaian recognized its layout as a large house with three courtyards and three exits.

Zhu Bin should be staying in the innermost room.

Lu Zaian rushed straight into the heart of the enemy's lair, passing a side room where he heard painful wails and screams, along with a group of people laughing loudly.

Lu Zaian stopped and peered through the window.

A group of obese butchers were seen harassing two petite fisherwomen.

'A bunch of beasts...'

Lu Zaian frowned as he watched, but dared not make a move rashly.

He silently recited the mantra to calm his mind, and quietly memorized the faces of everyone in the room.

'Although I am a cultivator, my magical power is limited at the first level of Qi Refining.'

If I were to act rashly against so many people, I probably wouldn't be able to kill them all by the time my magic power is depleted. That would alert them and be a greater loss than gain…

These members of the slaughtering gang were all completely naked, without even weapons.

But even if he just stood there and let Lu Zaian kill him, Lu Zaian's magic power would probably only be enough to unleash the [Water Sword Technique] four or five more times.

Lu Zaian was not blinded by anger.

Or rather, he needed to reserve some strength to protect himself, and he couldn't let two fisherwomen ruin his original plan.

Lu Zaian decided to stop observing and continued deeper into the mansion.

The Slaughter Gang had been running rampant for years and never expected anyone to dare to break into their territory.

Therefore, there were no guards or patrols stationed inside the residence.

Finally, they arrived at the largest room deep inside.

Lu Zaian peered through the torn paper window.

Everywhere you look, the interior decoration is extremely luxurious.

Gold, silver, and jade artifacts were scattered all over the ground, laid out haphazardly.

A large, obese figure lay on the bed, snoring loudly.

'It must be Zhu Bin. This is just a gang led by a big boss, yet it's already so luxurious.'

Those leaders and bosses of those slaughtering gangs, who knows how extravagant and corrupt they are? They truly deserve to die!

Lu Zaian quietly climbed into the room and came to Zhu Bin's bedside.

The guy was lying naked on the bed, fast asleep, probably exhausted from eating, drinking, and playing.

Lu Zaian removed his mask, his merciless gaze sweeping over Zhu Bin's sleeping body as if he were looking at a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.

Because Lu Zaian withdrew the [Concealing Qi Technique], Zhu Bin sensed something and suddenly woke up to find a figure standing silently in front of his bed!

"you!!!"

Zhu Bin was terrified, his liver and gallbladder about to burst into flames, and he was about to scream...

Unfortunately, Lu Zaian would not give him the chance and swiftly pierced his throat with a water sword.

Zhu Bin's eyes widened, and he covered his throat, making a "hoarse" sound.

Through the moonlight streaming through the window, he could clearly see the face of the person who had just entered.

A dry, dark, and weathered face, with deep, bright eyes—it was the old fisherman I had seen during the day.

"Old Lu? How could this be..."

Unfortunately, he will never understand...

Lu Zaian took a breath. He had only cast a few spells, but he already felt his magical power was depleted. He was indeed too weak.

After a moment's thought, Lu Zaian picked up Zhu Bin's body, and with a burst of energy, quietly slipped away into the night...

The next day, early in the morning.

"what!!!"

A terrified scream came from the slaughterhouse in the West Market, throwing the entire place into chaos.

"What happened? What's wrong?!"

The butcher who came to open the door for the shift change was so frightened that he stood there stunned.

Their leader, Zhu Bin, had his chin pierced with a thick iron hook and was hanging outside the gang's main gate, like a dead fish with its eyes rolled back.

Blood, dripping and pooling, flowed across the ground and spread into the street…

The crowds passing by in the West Market were talking and pointing.

"Is it that Boss Zhu of the Slaughter Gang is dead?"

"Is it him? He doesn't look like him to me."

"Look at those eyes, they're bulging so big, they look exactly like the dead fish hanging on the slaughterhouse stall..."

"Shh, keep your voice down, it's definitely Boss Zhu."

"He came to my shop the other day and didn't pay. He's been causing trouble for the neighbors in Xishi for so long, I'd recognize him even if he were ashes."

In the past, they wouldn't dare to glance at the butcher gang's headquarters when they passed by.

At this moment, they all secretly cursed that it was good he died, that he had finally gotten his comeuppance.

Meanwhile, the group of butchers from the West Market were like headless flies, still in shock. In the past, their arrogant demeanor would have made them stand tall and proud...

At the same time, the fishing village was sealed off.

Lu Zaian pushed open the door to his house and stretched in the morning sun.

Last night, after hanging Zhu Bin's body at the gate of the slaughterhouse, he returned by the same route under the cover of darkness.

No one will know that they were the ones who did it.

No matter how much the slaughtering gang speculated, they could never have imagined that it was done by an old fisherman nearing seventy.

"I vented my anger last night, but this matter is not over yet."

Even a single branch of the gang is so extravagant and corrupt; this slaughtering gang must have exploited the blood and sweat of countless fishermen.

"After meditating for half the night, my magical power has been fully restored."

However, that slaughterhouse gang will probably be on high alert soon, so I'll go again sometime later.

Anyway, Lu Zaian was going to spend his time in this mortal world to reach the third level of Qi Refining. He could use the scum of the Slaughter Gang to practice his magic, vent his anger, and at the same time accumulate some good karma for himself.