Wuxia: Slay enemies to boost your cultivation; my power is boundless!

The next day.

Xiao Fusheng followed a young man of about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, carrying a long sword, into the Changhe Gang.

Although Liu Jun was only at the mid-stage of the seventh rank, Sun Changhe, the leader of the Changhe Gang and a sixth-rank expert, still personally greeted him at the gang's gate.

This is simply because Liu Jun is an inner disciple of the Cangyuan Sword Sect, one of the Nine Sects and Six Gangs.

Changhe Gang's Gathering Hall

"You mean, Xiao Bieli fled to Dongjiang County?"

"It can't be found anymore?"

Liu Jun's face was ashen as he stared intently at Sun Changhe.

Sun Changhe quickly said:

“Yesterday, when my Changhe Gang was searching for Wang Tianfu in Yuanjiang, we happened to encounter Xiao Bieli. We originally intended to capture Xiao Bieli, but four of my Changhe Gang members, including Chen Yuan, who was at the peak of the eighth rank, died at the hands of that kid.”

"According to the gang members who went to Yuanjiang yesterday, Xiao Bieli not only has extremely fast swordsmanship, but he is also wearing a high-grade inner armor. Chen Yuan's hook couldn't even break through the defense of that inner armor."

After speaking, Sun Changhe looked at Xiao Fusheng and said coldly:

"Xiao Bieli is only seventeen years old, yet he is already an eighth-rank expert. Perhaps his swordsmanship has already reached the level of effortless mastery. I have never heard of such a prodigy in your Xiao family. Could it be that Patriarch Xiao is intentionally protecting your Xiao family's prodigy?"

Xiao Fusheng's expression changed slightly, and he was furious. He quickly said:

“I killed my second brother with my own hands. I really didn’t know Xiao Bieli was so talented. It seems that my second brother deliberately concealed it.”

"They, father and son, have probably been on guard against me for a long time!"

"Heh!" Sun Changhe sneered twice: "Who knows if it's just a show that you brothers risked your lives to put on?"

Anyway, the blame for Xiao Bieli's escape shouldn't fall on the Changhe Gang. The Changhe Gang was just cooperating with the Xiao family to search for Xiao Bieli, so why should the Changhe Gang take the blame?

"I could have said that your Changhe Gang members were incompetent and let Xiao Bieli escape!"

"You're incompetent...!"

Hearing the two start arguing, Liu Jun frowned and said softly:

"enough!"

"Xiao Bieli is someone Senior Brother Zhuo wants to kill. If we mess it up, none of us will come out unscathed!"

"Since we've gone to Dongjiang County, let's go there to look for him!"

Sun Changhe looked troubled and whispered:

"Dongjiang County is the territory of the Twelve Linked Forts. The relationship between our Sanjiang Alliance and the Twelve Linked Forts is currently tense. If we rush over there, I'm afraid the Twelve Linked Forts will take some action."

"I'll go!" Just then, Lin Tiantong, the Grand Elder of the Changhe Gang, walked in, glanced at the people in the Gathering Hall, cupped his hands to Liu Jun, and said:

"Although the Twelve Linked Forts have a lot of influence in Dongjiang County, they can't control everything. It just so happens that I have some connections with the third master of Baiyun Manor in Dongjiang County."

"Xiao Bieli killed my grandson, we can't just let him roam freely in Dongjiang County!"

Liu Jun nodded:

"I have already written to Senior Brother Zhuo. It's just a Twelve Linked Forts. They wouldn't dare to disrespect my Cangyuan Sword Sect."

"Sun Changhe, find a few reliable experts, and Senior Lin and I will go together!"

"You want to see people alive, you want to see corpses when you're dead!"

……

Dongjiang County.

Cangxian County.

Seventy li outside the city lies Xiahe Town.

Xiahe Town is small, with only a few hundred households and only one inn, Donglai Inn.

It served as both an inn and a tavern, providing a place for merchants and travelers to rest and eat.

On ordinary days, Donglai Inn would have some guests, but recently, with the fierce fighting between the Twelve Linked Forts and the Three Rivers Alliance, there have been fewer merchants coming and going, and Donglai Inn's business has suffered considerably.

It's lunchtime, but only four tables of guests are sparsely occupied in the inn's lobby.

Two of the tables of guests were together, all carrying weapons, sitting in the very center of the hall, talking loudly.

The other two tables of guests sat in the corner, unwilling to get too close to the group of江湖客 (jianghu ke, meaning martial arts practitioners).

Squeak!

The cicadas were chirping loudly outside the inn.

"Hey!"

The shop assistant, Xiao Yu, stood at the door and sighed.

If this continues, his stingy manager will probably send him home.

Just then, a chivalrous young man with a sword at his waist dismounted.

Xiao Yu's eyes lit up.

Finally, the guests have arrived!

"Sir, would you like a meal or a room at the inn?"

"We still have a few superior rooms in our inn, as well as some wild boar meat that the hunter brought this morning, and two legs of meat..."

Xiao Yu took the initiative to step forward and lead the horse.

"A pound of wild boar meat, two side dishes, and a pot of wine."

"Feed the horses too."

After the young man finished speaking, he walked into the inn, looked around, and sat down not far from the group of wandering swordsmen.

When the group of martial arts practitioners saw the knife at the young man's waist, their eyes showed wariness, but when they saw the young man's face, their wariness dissipated considerably.

After a while

The food the young man ordered arrived, and he ate it without a care in the world, eating meat in large bites and drinking wine from large bowls.

Just as he was about to finish his meal,

"Damn it, this weather is too hot; it's not even suitable for traveling."

"The battle between the Twelve Linked Forts and the Three Rivers Alliance is fierce right now; it's the perfect time for us to make our mark!"

"That's right, do you think that with our reputation as the Three Heroes of Wushan, if we went to join the Twelve Linked Forts, could we become elders?"

"Come on, let's go to the inn for a drink first, and then we can continue our journey once it's a bit cooler."

A commotion arose.

Three more martial arts practitioners, around thirty years old and carrying weapons, walked in from outside. When they saw the group of martial arts practitioners in the center of the hall, they lowered their voices, frowned slightly, and sat down in a seat on the side.

"Waiter, please bring the wine and dishes to the master first..."

"okay!"

A short while later, the waiter brought the wine and dishes to the Three Heroes of Wushan and served them to them.

Just as he was about to leave,

"Little second brother!"

The young man, who had finished his last drink, called out to the waiter and asked with a smile:

"Do you know anyone in this small town called Han Long?"

Han Long?

The waiter frowned, pondered for a moment, and then spoke:

“I know most of the people in town, there’s no such person here!”

"Young hero, you can ask the shopkeeper. He knows more people than I do."

No sooner had the waiter finished speaking than the eldest of the three heroes of Wushan spoke up:

"Is the Han Long you're talking about the one who killed thirteen members of the Chen family not long ago?"

"That Han Long is a scoundrel. Chen Mingyuan and he were old friends. Chen Mingyuan kindly took him in, but Han Long took advantage of his drunkenness to attack Chen Mingyuan's wife and daughter. After Chen Mingyuan caught him in the act, Han Long poisoned all thirteen members of the Chen family and stole all of the Chen family's money."

"If that Han Long were in this town, I would definitely make him taste the power of the Three Heroes of Wushan."

The other two of the three heroes of Wushan echoed their agreement.

"If we were to encounter such a beast, we would certainly teach him a lesson!"

"Brother, your swift blade is renowned throughout Dongjiang County..."

"I'm afraid that Han Long will be so scared that he'll wet himself when he hears the name of the Three Heroes of Wushan!"

"..."

Just at this time,

The eldest of the three heroes of Wushan noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the hall. The group of martial arts practitioners who had been drinking and making noise earlier had their hands on their weapons. They had just drunk two large bowls of wine, and the alcohol in their hearts had instantly dissipated.

Cold sweat dripped down my forehead.

"What do you want with Han Long?"

In the center of the hall, the middle-aged fat man with a purplish-red face, who was the leader of the group of martial arts practitioners, stood up, took his weapon, and approached the young man not far away, speaking in an unfriendly tone.

The martial arts practitioners around him also gripped their weapons, staring coldly at the young man.

However, the young man's expression did not change; he simply drank the last bit of wine in the pot in one gulp.

"Of course we'll take his head and exchange it for silver!"

Hahahaha!

The group of martial arts practitioners in the center of the lobby laughed. A young man in his early twenties, barely out of his teens, trying to act as a ghostwriter?

Only the chubby, purplish-red-faced middle-aged man didn't laugh. He frowned and asked coldly:

How did you find out where I was?

After killing Chen Mingyuan's family, he changed his appearance and kept a low profile. The brothers around him were people he trusted. Could it be that one of them betrayed him?

Wow——!

The second and third of the three heroes of Wushan almost lost their balance and fell off their chairs.

They were just bragging, but now they've met the real deal?

Chen Mingyuan, who died at Han Long's hands, was a peak eighth-rank cultivator. His spear technique was quite famous in Cang County. Their leader was only at the early eighth-rank. Sweat dripped down their faces as they subconsciously looked at the young man not far away.

The young man looked at Han Long and said sincerely:

"Of course, the information was bought from Jiangshan Pavilion."

Everyone in the inn was stunned. Jiangshan Pavilion was one of the six major gangs in the world. Its main business was intelligence business, but it did not touch the intelligence of the Nine Sects and Six Gangs, the Eight Gates of Demonic Path, etc. Therefore, Jiangshan Pavilion lived a very comfortable life in the martial arts world.

But everyone knows that information about Jiangshan Pavilion is very valuable!

Han Long said coldly:

"How much silver did you spend to buy the information?"

"Two hundred and twenty taels!"

"How much silver can I get if I kill him?"

"Eighty taels!"

Hahahaha!

Han Long laughed, a loud laugh, staring intently at the young man, and said mockingly:

"So, even if you kill me, you'll still lose money?"

The young man nodded:

"If we only consider the silver, it is indeed a loss."

"However, I'm different. I enjoy killing, but I don't want to kill indiscriminately and become a target of hatred in the martial arts world. So I want to kill some people who deserve to die!"

"Moreover, if you have any silver on you, I can take your head back and maybe even make a profit!"

The people in the inn were stunned when they heard the young man's words, and felt sorry for the young life that had been lost.

They naturally didn't believe the young man's words, only thinking that he was killing Han Long for the sake of justice in his heart. When they were young, they also had such justice in their hearts, but unfortunately, it had long been extinguished.

"Unfortunately, you not only lost two hundred and twenty taels of silver for the information, but you're also going to lose your life here!" Han Long said coldly. "Cripple his limbs and hang him on the official road. I want to see if any self-proclaimed righteous knights dare to cause me trouble!"

As Han Long finished speaking.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Several weapons were drawn and slashed towards the youth's arms and legs.

Since Boss Han has spoken, this person must leave behind his legs and arms and then hang him on the official road!

The second and third of the three heroes of Wushan couldn't help but turn their heads away, unwilling to witness that bloody scene.

"how is this possible?"

Suddenly, they heard their leader exclaim in surprise. Then they looked up and saw the young man standing unharmed in the hall, with five corpses beside him.

Before they could even ask what had happened, they understood why the five people had become corpses.

Swish!Swish!

The young man's knife was so fast that they couldn't even react in time, like a storm.

puff!

puff!

The two men who remained by Han Long's side suffered two wounds on their chests and necks in a single exchange, and staggered to the ground.

Just as the two henchmen fell,

"what!"

Han Long let out a loud shout, and with the force of splitting Mount Hua, he swung his Heaven-Shattering Blade toward the young man's face.

The moment the young man drew his sword, he realized something was wrong. The young man's swordsmanship was even better than his own, and it was too fast, without a single flaw.

So he kept looking for an opportunity.

The best opportunity came when the young man's sword strike was weak and ineffective.

Ding-dong!

Ding-dong!

The two swords clashed, and in the blink of an eye, the two exchanged dozens of blows.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted from Han Long's mouth, staining half of his body red.

Only then did everyone realize that in the blink of an eye, Han Long had at least ten knife wounds on his body, and blood was even gushing from his neck.

"Spare...life..."

clang!

The Heaven-Shattering Blade fell to the ground, and Han Long desperately tried to cover his neck, but blood gushed out from between his fingers.

Boom!

Han Long fell to the ground, his blood staining the floor red.

[Experience +500! Five Tigers Severing the Gate Blade +1.]

Xiao Bieli didn't mind the blood. He searched Han Long's body and found a money bag containing several dozen taels of silver and several hundred-tael silver notes.

The banknotes were stained red with blood, and it was unclear whether the money exchange would accept them.

Xiao Bieli placed several silver ingots on the table and called out to the shopkeeper:

"Shopkeeper, the bill is ready!"