“Is that really so? Not necessarily, Senior Brother Mengde, cough ——”
Han Wenxin coughed violently and heavily twice and said, “Senior brother, I know you want to delay until my injuries return. But you must know that before I set out, I had already sent someone ahead of time with a letter in my own handwriting, and fast-tracked it to the Divine Capital. The letter contained all of Zhang Qianding’s suspicions and my suspicions about his identity.
If I die halfway, it will be absolutely impossible for Zhang Qianding, and the man behind you, to use the Sixth Prince again.”
“Moreover, senior brother now knows that senior brother is a member of the Cang Sheng Sect and has leverage to blackmail me, we hold each other’s leverage and can use each other. I wonder what is thought of in this way?”
The Cang Sheng Sect, the name of the sect he believes in? From what he said, it seemed like it was very famous. Qing Yu’s head was full of confusion, it should be very famous, after all, any cult organization, that one is not always trying to make big things happen. However, how the Cang Sheng Sect was, did not affect Qing Yu’s decision.
“What senior brother said, since it is excellent ——”
Qing Yu suddenly had to make a move, “Skeleton Blood Hand Seal” reappeared, and the blood-coloured skeleton formed by his true qi flew towards his target.
“Unfortunately, it’s not what I want.”
The blood-coloured skull was so fast that Han Wenxin was struck on the shoulder, despite his efforts to dodge it with his Yu Steps.
In an instant, an extremely strong fire energy rushed into his body, eroding his meridians like fire, causing his true qi to be disordered, and his injuries, which were already barely suppressed, immediately flared up in pain.
“What I want, is for you to die here, senior brother.”
Qing Yu had never wanted to spare Han Wenxin’s life, and his earlier words were only meant to stall for time, so that when Han Wenxin’s injuries could no longer be suppressed, it would be the time of his death. And just now, when he let out a cough, Qing Yu knew that this time was going to come.
“You made me do it!!!” With his face as red as it could be, Han Wenxin finally let go of his last fluke and cast out a desperate forbidden technique, “Blood sacrifice to the heavens!”
The sudden surge of true qi drove away the raging fire energy in his body, but the tremendous amount of true qi also hastened Han Wenxin’s death. The wound on Han Wenxin’s back, which had been inflicted by Feng Yixian, was all cracked again by this huge and uncontrollable true qi, spewing out a spray of blood on his back.
This time, Han Wenxin’s life was already in jeopardy. With his previous serious injury and this forbidden technique, which was similar to the “Blue Blood Shining on the Heart of Dan”, he was doomed. Now, Han Wenxin’s only thought was to drag Qing Yu to his back.
“Die!”
With a stern cry of murderous intent, Han Wenxin looked like a madman, but his eyes were cold and clear, and his simple, domineering, yet expendable Long Sky Divine Palm, now that his true qi had risen so much, was used frequently to kill Qing Yu.
The palm energy surged towards Qingyu, but Qingyu’s Qi flowed through his whole body, filling his body with true Qi, and his double innate astral energy was opened.
However, this was not the way to go, as the Qi was depleting too fast. Even with the “Qi Double Stream” constantly recovering, it could not catch up with the rate of depletion. Moreover, a haze flashed in Qingyu’s eyes. In the end, “Innate Astral Qi” was only a powerful martial art to protect the body, not an invincible martial art.
Even so, the double layer of “innate astral energy” would not have lasted much longer.
The immediate priority was to kill Han Wenxin, which was the best solution.
Calculating the gains and losses in his mind, Qingyu rushed towards Han Wenxin with one hand as red as blood and the other as pale with veins, each hand taking on a different shape, one ice and one fire.
“Hiss…”
As they exchanged blows, Han Wenxin felt that each of Qing Yu’s two palms had a different true qi, one was hot and the other cold. The two entered his body and attacked each other, causing the already agitated true qi in his body to riot, and even causing his meridians to rupture and reverse.
“Meng De -”
The balance in his body was disturbed by these two totally repulsive true qi, and Han Wenxin could feel that death was just around the corner, and fear and resignation filled his heart, and he couldn’t help but roar.
Han Wenxin had already gone mad, and he once again urged the “Blood Sacrifice to the Heaven”, squeezing the last bit of blood out of his body and forcing the violent Qi towards Qing Yu, who was close at hand.
“Tear and pull…”
Rags flew in the sky, clothes that had been torn by Han Wenxin’s true qi, clothes that belonged to Qing Yu. But that was all that was left, Han Wenxin could no longer see Qing Yu’s figure before his eyes.
The “Golden Cicada Transformation”, a golden cicada shedding its shell, using clothes as a substitute for its form to receive the attack.
The real body of Qing Yu appeared behind Han Wenxin, raising his hand like a breeze and gently caressing the bone-deep axe wound on Han Wenxin’s back, then gently pulling it away.
A large amount of blood was drawn out of Han Wenxin’s body by this gentle palm. The “Shang Xin Ru Shui” is a stance of the Water Division of the Yin Yang Clan, along with the “White Dew and Frost”.
With the sudden loss of a large amount of blood, Han Wenxin’s originally blood-red cheeks suddenly lost their colour and his body went limp, falling to his knees and swaying a little as he fell sideways to the ground.
“You ——” Han Wenxin wanted to say something, but the pain of the multiple injuries he had suffered exploded in a torrent after losing his strength, and he was so out of gas that even speaking was only a vision of luxury.
“I’ve pushed too hard ——,” Kiyoharu shook his head a little chagrined, “Now, even if I wanted to torture him for information with a ‘mind control spell’, I wouldn’t be able to.”
But not too hard, like the cultist earlier, his body was cut in half, blood kept flowing wildly, still alive under a forbidden technique like “blood sacrifice to the heavens”. So he could only drain nearly half of Han Wenxin’s blood in one go, leaving him with no possibility of fighting back.
However, despite being so close to death that he couldn’t even open his mouth, Han Wenxin still looked at Qing Yu with a look of utmost mockery, as if to say, “I’m waiting for you down there.
“Heh,” Qing Yu shook his head and laughed lightly, “Is senior brother still thinking that the Sixth Prince received your letter and took revenge for you?”
“Yes, with the Sixth Prince’s power, there is still a great possibility that he will succeed in trying to avenge you. Although I am not afraid, but it can be difficult to escape with his old father, the Pill Master, being in the divine capital. On the other hand, Pill Master is still a filial son, using his old man as blackmail, Pill Master has only one option to throw himself into the net.”
“Oh yes, there’s also Feng Jiu ——”
Qing Yu gave a thumbs up, “Senior brother, you guessed correctly oh, Feng Jiu, is the so-called mastermind behind the scenes.”
Shock, confusion, disbelief, all of a sudden filled Han Wenxin’s eyes, he gathered his last ounce of strength, rolled his eyes and stared at Qing Yu.
“I can’t believe it, why would I know what you wrote in your letter, why would I know when you obviously didn’t tell me before who the person you guessed was?”
Qing Yu put his hands behind his back and looked down at Han Wenxin with a playful smile, “Senior brother, ah, you underestimated the Medicine Master just like I did. Your impression of the Pill Master is still stuck in a few months ago, when the Pill Master was still a useless fop.
This impression has remained unchanged until now, especially when you found out that there were other people behind the Pill Master, you doubly despised him and did not put him in your eyes.
However, you did not think that it was this former dude, whom you despised, who had planted spies around you, and more than one. Your letter, will still be sent to the Sixth Prince, but before that, this letter, will first be sent to the Mountain River Academy, where it will be pa*sed by another person.
What happens after that, you can just imagine for yourself. Ha!”
The letter was first handed over to Feng Jiu to pa*s his eyes, and after that, it was natural to change the face. Feng Jiu, who had cultivated the “Black Heavenly Book”, with the sea of hijacking in his hands, and whose hands were exceptionally nimble, could completely and unmistakably copy Han Wenxin’s handwriting and write another letter that he wanted the Sixth Prince to see.
Then, Han Wenxin died just like that. Whether he died of his wounds, or whether he had been infuriated by Qing Yu before that, would be a question.
But Qingyu didn’t care about this question, he was, right now, in the middle of a strange feeling of exhilaration.
“I now, finally, know why those villains bleeped and bleeped before the villains died, this feeling of confiding, this feeling of watching the enemy die with resignation and regret, it was —— pleasurable!!!”
Qing Yu, who has always adhered to the principle that villains die by talking too much, felt a different kind of pleasure this time when he bleeped while it was hot, pooh, while there was time, before his enemy died.
“No no, can not indulge in this strange feeling, the villain is already hard to fall well, this kind of pleasure offender is even more basically set the tone of certain death.”
Qing Yu hurriedly shook his head to remove the evil thoughts from his mind and distracted himself by touching the corpse.
Speaking of which, one thing to note is that no martial artist who has been in the jianghu for any length of time is very confident in carrying around the secrets of martial arts. Even if they do carry them around, they are written in a special line code that will not be visible to anyone.
Generally if you touch a corpse and find a secret book of martial arts, then you should be careful. It is rare to find a real martial arts manual at such times, rarer than a sow on a tree.
The vast majority of them, is the secret book with the pit, a strong to bring people to the direction of the fire into the demon, or simply the secret book directly mixed with poison, who touched the poison who died.
What he was looking for was something that the average devout religious person would basically carry, and that was the doctrine. Or rather, scriptures, which are a must for upper cla*s religions and are often given to others as advertising to pull in people who can identify with the religion. Qing Yu wanted to use this to find out more about this unknown sect.
Qing Yu first searched Han Wenxin’s body and, as expected, found nothing, except a few pieces of silver. A cautious man like Han Wenxin would not carry around something that would reveal his identity. Besides, Qing Yu didn’t think Han Wenxin was the kind of person who would sincerely believe in a particular god or Buddha.
Then there were the two followers. The one who had been struck by the “Skeleton Blood Handprint” had his meridians reversed, his blood was dried up by the fire, and even his clothes had become charred yellow, so it looked like it would be hard to save him if he really had the scriptures.
So Qing Yu went first to the unlucky one who had been beaten into two pieces in the air, and then easily found a blood-stained scripture in the upper half of his arms – the “Cang Sheng Sutra”.
The three big words on the cover, even though they were copied from a printing board, showed that these three words were dragon and snake flying and painted with iron and silver, so they must have come from a master’s hand. They read
“The heavens are above, protect the world. A long time in the sky ——————”
Qing Yu finished a cursory reading of this Cang Sheng Sect’s missionary scripture and got a general understanding of the sect.
The doctrine of the Cang Sheng Sect is very similar to that of the Buddha Sect in that both teach the “equality of all beings”. Some monks even have to chant a sutra to redeem the hundred thousand or so worms in the water when they drink a ladle of water.
The equality of all beings is more of a slogan for the Buddhists, but is rarely practised in practice.
For the Cang Sheng religion, on the other hand, those who join the religion are all brothers and sisters in their own families, all are equal, and only the Cang Tian they believe in can stand tall. It sounds beautiful, yet in the end it is just a pie. There is no such thing as a hierarchy of masters in a cult, and that alone is not equal.
The cults are always the same, they look good, but in reality the most exploited are the ordinary members. Judging from the two members who had opened up their forbidden moves at the drop of a hat, the ordinary congregation was brainwashed and used as cannon fodder.
What surprised Qing Yu a little was that there were still two small takeaways from the Cang Sheng Sutra, which was exclusively for the congregation.
The first was the thin glow on the bodies of the two Cang Sheng members when they shouted “Heaven is above, protect the world”, which was called the “Heavenly Body Protection Incantation”. Just as Qing Yu had expected, this was a “divine” martial art that required a fervent belief in the heavens to be practised.
This is something that only those cultists with fanatical faith in their heads can practice, and those with brains can’t even think about it. Even Han Wenxin did not use the “Heavenly Body Protection Incantation”.
The other discipline is the “Blood Sacrifice to the Heaven”, which burns all of one’s blood and Qi to form a sacrifice to the heavens. The real purpose of this martial art as written in the scriptures is for the devout to turn their blood into qi to form a pillar of true qi to reach the heavens, which is very cult-like. Although in Qing Yu’s opinion, this is a silly act.
After summing up the harvest, Qing Yu had to clean up and destroy the bodies. Han Wenxin and the others had to be blamed for their deaths, so it would not be good if someone could see traces of them on the corpses.
After instructing the Evil Sword Guard to bring the bodies of the three men and throw them onto the scattered carriage, Qingyu used the best method of destroying the bodies and destroying all traces of them with a fire.
After that, the guards took out the short swords used by the dead soldiers of the Tokai Chamber of Commerce and left traces everywhere, and then threw down a number of shuriken to make the traces.
With everything in place, Qing Yu waved his hand and eleven pitch-black figures disappeared into the deepest darkness before the dawn.
