Mercenaries in Two Worlds

♂』Zhang Qian was waiting for Xia Yun to return, muttering to himself, "Wang Yi, Wang Er, Wang San, I'm so sorry, buddy, I gossiped about Xia Yun's love life and forgot you're still in the throes of passion. My apologies, my apologies..."

He finally remembered what the important matter was; poor Wang brothers.

"Hmm? The yellow sandstorm and the blood-red whirlwind were originally just mid-level Xuan-rank techniques?"

Before long, Zhang Qian put his guilt aside and began to pay attention to the martial arts level of the dead man Xuan Feng, which he had been ignoring. He found that it was not high-level, and thought that it was because of the magic weapon that the power was so great.

After being perfected, both martial arts skills reached the low-level Earth Rank, which is quite cool, especially the Yellow Sand Gale.

Therefore, Zhang Qian added them to his martial arts repertoire.

"Divine Blood Refinement, it really is Divine Blood Refinement. How come the technique only starts with absorbing red light? Forget it, I don't want such evil stuff in front of me." Zhang Qian glanced at Xuan Feng's technique again. This was all that Xuan Feng had given. Wind Blade was not a martial skill, but just a normal attack for the Yuan Dan realm.

"However, when I use the 'Yellow Sandstorm' martial art in the future, should I flick my left hand or bend over and brace myself to look cooler? It's really a dilemma. Xuan Feng's sweeping brushstroke is much cooler. It's a pity that I'm still using this kind of common iron sword..." Only a chuunibyou like Zhang Qian would think about such things.

"Ouch." Zhang Qian, who was lost in his own thoughts, was suddenly patted on the shoulder. He looked up and saw Ye Mei smiling at him from the side.

"Zhang Qian, what are you thinking about, Miss Xiao?" He winked, as if to say, "I understand you."

"Nothing, nothing. I was just wondering if you were interested in Xuanfeng's two martial arts techniques. I wanted to offer them to you as a token of my respect." He threw out a standard sycophantic remark, catching the other party off guard. It was so practiced and effortless, he didn't even need to think.

Ye Meiqiong wrinkled her nose, tilted her head and thought for a while, as if she had thought of something. A look of disgust appeared in her eyes. "Forget it, just thinking about that Xuan Feng makes me sick. I won't use anything he's used."

Zhang Qian gave this reason for rejection a perfect score. Women's thought processes are truly beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. What does it mean that Xuan Feng used something? There are even people who are obsessed with martial arts techniques. It's truly a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

Ye Mei took out the jade bottle and asked, "By the way, what are these two pills for?" She waved the jade bottle in front of Zhang Qian a few times, making him almost cross his eyes.

"Stop shaking, you're dizzy. The white one is the Jin Yuan Pill, and the red one is the Chi Yan Pill. The Chi Yan Pill is for temporarily boosting your cultivation level; use it only when your life is in danger." Zhang Qian seemed to have expected this and wasn't surprised at all.

Xia Yun's personality is so easy to understand. With Zhang Qian's level of cunning, he could guess in a minute that Xia Yun would back down at the last moment.

"Jin Yuan Pill?" Ye Mei, who had been carelessly shaking the lovely pill inside, was startled and almost threw it away. She quickly gripped it tightly, covered her mouth, and exclaimed, "It's too precious! No, I'll go return it to Xia Yun."

Zhang Qian quickly stopped Ye Mei, "Hey, what's the big deal? If all else fails, you can just repay me with your body."

Ye Mei glared at Zhang Qian, indicating that she didn't want to listen to his nonsense.

"You should just take it. Why be so polite with Xia Yun? He's an alchemist. Does he need one or two pills from you? He's part of the Wang family mercenary group. What's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine." Zhang Qian didn't tell Ye Mei the grade of the Crimson Flame Pill, afraid that she would get even more agitated.

"But..." Ye Mei also desperately wanted a Jin Yuan Pill, but she couldn't accept such a valuable gift. She muttered to herself, "I wonder how many spirit stones a Jin Yuan Pill requires. My family's resources probably aren't enough..."

Seeing Ye Mei frowning, seemingly lost in thought, Zhang Qian interrupted her, saying, "Let's go, go deliver the goods to redeem the people."

"Oh... I almost forgot about the three Wang brothers." Ye Mei suddenly realized that she had forgotten that the three Wang brothers were still in Hong Miaoxian's hands these past two days.

"It's okay, I forgot too." Zhang Qian patted her shoulder to show his understanding...

They called out to Xia Yun, whose face still looked a little unnatural, and the three of them went to demand the person.

The process went smoothly. The three Wang brothers had no idea that they might be killed. In just three days, all three of them seemed to have gained weight. It was truly reassuring. Looking at their lingering gazes, they were reluctant to leave.

However, everyone's expression was extremely grim, because Hong Miao had spread the news that Xuan Feng had died at the hands of Ye Mei, Zhang Qian, and Xia Yun, and now the Three Swords Mercenary Group was issuing warrants for their arrest everywhere.

It's quite normal for Hong Miao to guess that the three of them killed Xuan Feng; the timing just happens to match.

A series of interconnected schemes tightly bound the Wang family mercenary group together.

Zhang Qian felt extremely frustrated and oppressed, as if he had been led by the nose and was being manipulated like a puppet.

The air was stuffy today, and the sky was overcast, not looking like it was going to rain. The uncertainty of whether it would rain or not only made people feel annoyed.

Zhang Qian had a feeling that something was about to happen.

The Wang family mercenary group, who were forced to stay in the Hong family, went to cultivate early on. It is unknown how Xia Yun persuaded Ye Mei, but she has already broken through with all her might by using pills.

In the dead of night, Zhang Qian, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, feeling a tremor in his heart. Just then, the bell in the Hong family courtyard rang loudly, followed by shouts of killing.

"They've really come. I hope Hong Miao's abilities match his ambitions, and he doesn't ruin the entire Hong family." Zhang Qian said sarcastically, picked up a large knife, carefully walked to the door, listened for a while, and quietly opened a crack and slipped out.

It was pitch black outside, and compared to the fierce battle over there, the silence here was eerily quiet.

"Zhang Qian, come here." A soft call came from the side of the corridor. The three Wang brothers and Xia Yun were guarding Ye Mei's door vigilantly.

"Ye Mei is at a critical juncture; we can't interrupt her." Xia Yun's eyes were serious.

"Yes, we'll stay here and keep watch." Zhang Qian stared at the night sky, feeling a little heavy-hearted for some reason, and could only hope that the enemy wouldn't find their way to the other courtyard.

Someone in the front courtyard of the "Blood Sacrifice" area let out a loud shout, and suddenly a beam of blood-red light shot into the sky, turning the entire sky a bewitching crimson. The blood-red clouds churned incessantly, as if something was lurking within them.

"Welcome the sacred beast!" With a shout in unison, a blood-red lump of flesh, like a heart, emerged from the red clouds and continued to beat.

The thumping sounds reached deep into one's heart, causing the heart to beat involuntarily.

The beating was quickening, and Zhang Qian clutched his chest tightly, feeling as if his heart was about to burst out with each throb of the tumor.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" The speed increased faster and faster; Zhang Qian felt like his heart was about to explode.

The others were in similar condition, their faces contorted in pain, clutching their hearts.