Mercenaries in Two Worlds

Caught off guard, Zhang Qian was struck in both legs by a stick and fell to the ground. Taking advantage of his weakness, the burly man leaped up, arched his body, and brought the blood-stained stick down with tremendous force.

With a loud bang, a cloud of dirt was kicked up.

Wang Er was filled with shock and rage. He shouted "Zhang Qian!" His eyes turned bloodshot, and he became even more ferocious. Every move he made was an exchange of injury for injury, and suddenly the two opponents were at a disadvantage.

The burly man showed no joy, for he hadn't felt any impact on flesh, and he put away the stick in confusion. As if sensing danger, he suddenly turned around.

But it was too late. "Thud." A broken sword pierced through the burly man's chest. "Why...why?" His eyes, filled with doubt, gradually lost their light. Even in death, he did not understand why Zhang Qian, who was lying on the ground, had suddenly disappeared.

Behind the fallen giant, Zhang Qian's figure appeared, slightly bent over, panting heavily. After enduring for so long, he finally used the illusion technique of the setting sun's afterglow at the crucial moment to win this duel.

After being struck by the stick, the big man leaped up and painfully used Sunset Glow to dodge to the side. In the last moment, what the big man saw was just his own illusion.

If this burly man had been more experienced in combat and had dodged immediately when he sensed danger, Zhang Qian would have been unable to defeat him. However, that moment of hesitation was too crucial, becoming his fatal flaw.

This battle also made Zhang Qian realize that he was lacking in martial arts skills that suited him. He had a lot of pure and abundant spiritual power but nowhere to use it. He also lacked a weapon. Now that he had completed the mission and received the bounty, he was determined to buy himself a handy weapon, preferably a knife, something that would be imposing and cool.

Ignoring the extra martial arts techniques and skills that had appeared in his mind, Zhang Qian endured the excruciating pain and joined Wang Er's battle.

The remaining two members of the Blood Stick Gang, who were already at a disadvantage, had their last bit of courage to resist crushed by Zhang Qian. They wanted to beg for mercy, but Wang Er was like a madman and did not give them any chance.

The final result was no longer in doubt. After encountering two opponents of the same level, Zhang Qian and the berserk Wang Er were slightly injured but killed them.

After everything was over, looking at the severed limbs and remains, Zhang Qian felt a bit nauseous. Wang Er pulled Zhang Qian and said, "Hurry up, the smell of blood will attract wild beasts."

The two were already quite injured; if another second-tier savage beast came along, it would easily crush them.

Zhang Qian and Wang Er, disregarding their injuries, rushed out of the forest without stopping.

This trip was fraught with danger, and even Zhang Qian, who was mentally prepared, was still filled with lingering fear.

Fortunately, fate seemed to have had its fun with them, and they didn't encounter any further danger on their way back.

Outside the Wang Family Mercenary Group's courtyard, Wang San and Wang Cai, whose intelligence levels were similar, were playing in the muddy ground. When they saw two people covered in blood running towards them, they were so frightened that they ran into the courtyard and closed the gate.

"A ghost! There's a ghost!"

Zhang Qian was furious and pounded on the door, shouting, "It's me, Zhang Qian."

"No, you are vampires, don't even think about coming in."

"Wang Wang."

Encountering such a terrible teammate, Zhang Qian, who was already mentally and physically exhausted, really wanted to kill him with a single blow.

"Open the door quickly, Zhang Qian and the others are back." Ye Mei, who was cultivating in her room, came out after hearing the voice.

"Sister Ye Mei, there's a blood demon outside, it's too terrifying, we can't open the door," came Wang San's trembling voice.

"Get out!" A figure flew out of the yard and crashed to the ground with a thud, raising a cloud of dust. Then there was another thud, and Wangcai was also thrown out, lying on the ground still barking incessantly.

Exhausted, Zhang Qian and Wang Er ignored the group of fools, glared at them, and then followed Ye Mei inside…

The next morning, Zhang Qian, who had rested all night, felt full of energy. The fatigue from the previous day was gone, and his meditation near dawn actually allowed him to break through to the sixth level of Qi Refining.

Besides being happy, Zhang Qian also felt a pang of unease, wondering if he was a masochist, whose cultivation level increased faster after being injured...

Wang Er, however, was unable to get out of bed, probably due to the aftereffects of his rampage.

Looking at the martial arts techniques of the Blood Sticks Gang that the quantum computer had "stolen," Zhang Qian searched for a long time but couldn't find anything he liked. They were all Yellow-rank or Profound-rank, and he didn't care about any of them.

"Young Master Zhang, get up and have breakfast." A knock sounded at the door.

Zhang Qian opened the door and was a little stunned. Wasn't this the silly-looking servant in blue from the Huang family? What was he doing here?

"What's your name? What are you doing here?"

"Ah Zheng, I came to join the Wang Family Mercenary Group yesterday." Ah Zheng was a bit dazed, but he was thick-skinned and didn't seem nervous at all.

It's true that many simpletons don't know how to be shy.

"If I remember correctly, you are Yellow Dog... Young Master Yellow's servant, right?"

"Young Master Huang expelled me, but I think the Wang Family Mercenary Group has a bright future, so I'm joining your side."

"How come you have such good judgment? You can see that our mercenary group has a bright future." Zhang Qian didn't really like A Zheng, who used to boast and act arrogantly because of the Huang family's influence. Fortunately, A Zheng was a bit simple-minded, so he didn't dislike him too much.

"Because I think you will be very powerful in the future."

"Huh? Cough cough." Zhang Qian coughed dryly, then squinted and smiled, "Hmm, you have a good eye." He wondered to himself, what's going on lately? Am I surrounded by purple aura? Why does everyone say I have a bright future? First the green dragon lizard, and then this little servant.

Why do you think that way? Although I think so too.

"Because that day I saw a beam of light from the Supreme Dao Lord shine into your mind," A-Zheng said earnestly.

Zhang Qian scratched his head. This Ah Zheng didn't seem to be an ordinary person either. Some people with profound spiritual power around couldn't see him that day, so why could Ah Zheng see him? It's good to keep him here. Maybe he can become a great help to the mercenary group in the future.

"Alright, let's go eat." Let's not dwell on these things; the Wang family mercenary group is simply too small and needs to grow.

Ah Zheng may be a bit slow-witted, but he's very serious about his work. He refuses to eat at the same table as Zhang Qian and the others, preferring to be a servant. Ye Mei and Wang Yi are quite satisfied with Ah Zheng. Apart from his untamable stubbornness, he's not stupid, just a bit slow-witted, but at least much better than Wang San.

After being reprimanded by Ye Mei yesterday, Wang San huddled to the side early this morning, too afraid to sit down. He silently ate his steamed bun facing the wall, his back view still looking very forlorn. Unfortunately, no one wanted to pay attention to him.

Listening to Zhang Qian recount his perilous journey through Ghost Night Forest, Ye Mei and Wang Yi were amazed. When they learned that Wang Er had obtained the essence blood of the Green Dragon Lizard, they were overjoyed.

Upon hearing that Zhang Qian and the other man had already avenged Wangcai, Ye Mei hugged Wangcai tightly with tears in her eyes, stroking its head repeatedly. "Wangcai, Zhang Qian has already avenged your mother."

Wangcai, usually known for its silly and adorable nature, somehow understood these words. A tear rolled down its cheek, and it buried its head in Ye Mei's fragrant embrace, whimpering incessantly, a sight that broke the heart...

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