Chapter 224

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Chapter 224"Master, Young Master, these seem to be the townsfolk." Mago stepped forward to examine the corpses and returned to report. "Yes." The old doctor nodded, his face slightly grim. "Let's go in." The carriage creaked as it entered the town. At this moment, Qingfeng Town was a scene of devastation. The once bustling town was now eerily silent, with no one in sight. The streets were littered with corpses lying face down. Red bloodstains were splattered everywhere, some already darkening. Such a hellish scene made the old doctor's face even more unsightly. Fortunately, he could sense that there were still many living beings hiding in the houses on either side of the street, too scared to come out. Knowing that the Flowing Cloud Sect disciples had not truly massacred the entire town, he felt a little relieved. But the old doctor's expression remained stern as he looked at the tallest building in the town with a cold gaze. His Precelestial Realm soul sensing ability told him that the Flowing Cloud Sect disciples had not left and were still in the town. "Old doctor, that is the only inn in the town, Qingfeng Inn," Zhao Qianlin explained. "Let's head there," the old doctor said flatly. But Lu Qing knew that his master was truly angry this time. The carriage immediately headed towards the inn. As they approached Qingfeng Inn, they heard the sound of whipping and raucous laughter coming from inside. "Haha, scream, let me hear you scream! Aren't you tough? How come you can't take it after just a few hits? You should know, your master took over a hundred lashes without fainting. Your two junior brothers also took dozens of lashes before they couldn't take it anymore and fainted. Why are you so useless?" An arrogant voice came from the inn. Strangely, there was only the sound of whipping and no cries of pain. "Good, you have a hard mouth, huh? Someone, bring that little wench out. I want to see if he can still play dumb when his most cherished junior sister is being humiliated in front of him!" The arrogant voice sounded again, followed by several screams. At the same time, a voice filled with extreme anger roared, "You scoundrel, let go of my junior sister!" "Let go of Rou'er!" A weak voice also called out. "Old doctor, that's my master, Senior Brother Dashi, and my junior sister's voices!" Zhao Qianlin's face changed drastically upon hearing this. "Mago!" The old doctor said sternly. Mago understood and immediately snapped the reins, speeding up the carriage. Such commotion naturally attracted attention. In front of the inn, two Flowing Cloud Sect disciples who were guarding the door saw a tall carriage rushing towards them and immediately drew their weapons. "Stop! Who are you? If you don't stop, we'll cut you down!" "Annoying!" As the carriage reached the front of Qingfeng Inn, Mago pulled the reins sharply, bringing it to an abrupt stop. Using the forward momentum, he leaped out with his long sword still in its sheath, and with two quick strikes, he knocked the two Flowing Cloud Sect disciples into the inn, their chests collapsed, vomiting blood. The disciples guarding the door were naturally not highly skilled. With Mago's current strength, he dealt with them easily. "Who is it?!" The commotion naturally alerted those inside the inn. Someone immediately came out to check, but as soon as two Flowing Cloud Sect disciples appeared, they were kicked back by Mago, crashing into tables and chairs. The inn fell silent after the successive disturbances. In this silence, Lu Qing and the others stepped into the inn. As soon as they entered, they saw a figure bound behind his back, covered in blood, lying weakly on the ground, still looking furious. Beside him stood another figure, covered in whip marks, stubbornly standing. In front of them, a sinister-looking young man in luxurious clothes was holding a bound young girl. In the corner, there were seven or eight corpses piled up, apparently the innkeeper and the staff. But among them, a small figure caught the eyes of Lu Qing and the others. "Master, Senior Brother Dashi, Junior Sister!" Zhao Qianlin cried out in sorrow. Sёarᴄh the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The weak figure on the ground was none other than Fang Tao. "Junior Sister Qianlin, you were captured too?" Dashi was initially shocked to see Zhao Qianlin, but when he saw Lu Qing and the others, his face changed dramatically, "Did you drag the old doctor and the others into this?" "Sister! Young Master Lu! Old Doctor!" Fang Rou also cried out. "Master Fang, we meet again," Lu Qing nodded. "Old Doctor Chen, Young Master Lu, you were also captured?" Fang Tao looked surprised. "Master, no, the old doctor and the others are here to rescue us!" Zhao Qianlin shouted. "Rescue us?" Fang Tao found it hard to believe. But he quickly realized and shouted, "Old Doctor, these people are very powerful. You must leave quickly and don't worry about us!" "Leave? After killing our Flowing Cloud Sect members, do you think you can leave?" The sinister young man sneered. "So, it's you, little wench, and you've brought helpers to die with you?" He looked at Zhao Qianlin with a cruel smile. But he soon realized something was wrong: "No, you came, but where are Elder Hong and the others?!" "They're dead," Mago said coldly. "You must be the Young Master of Flowing Cloud Sect. Let the girl go, and maybe we'll let you suffer less." Lu Qing ignored the sinister young man's words and focused on a short, stout man with long arms, resembling an ape, standing three steps behind him. The stout man felt Lu Qing's gaze and lifted his eyelids, looking at him indifferently. "What, Elder Hong is dead!" The surrounding Flowing Cloud Sect disciples were shocked. Elder Hong was among the top three in strength among them. The fact that these people could kill him meant they were formidable. All the Flowing Cloud Sect disciples looked at Lu Qing and the others with vigilance. Even the stout man's expression shifted slightly, as if surprised. "Interesting." Hearing that Elder Hong was dead, the sinister young man was also shocked but quickly smiled again. "So even Elder Hong fell into your hands. No wonder you dare to come and rescue people. It seems you have something to rely on." "I wonder what your reliance is. Is it these two young boys, this old man, this man with the knife, or..." The sinister young man scrutinized Lu Qing and the others. When his gaze fell on Xiao Yan holding Xiao Li, his eyes lit up. "Such a cute and charming girl!" The sinister young man's eyes were fixed on Xiao Yan, filled with wicked intent. Frightened, Xiao Yan quickly hid behind Zhao Qianlin. "You all did well to bring such a precious girl. If you offer her to me and I am pleased, I might consider overlooking your offense against the Flowing Cloud Sect..." Before he could finish, a fierce killing intent filled the hall, freezing everyone and sending chills down their spines. Even the stout man was not exempt. "What did you just say?" Lu Qing's voice was icy. "Young Master, be careful!" The stout man, like a wasp stung, leaped in front of the sinister young man, raising his palms and warily watching Lu Qing. The sinister young man regained his composure, surprised by Lu Qing's killing intent, but feeling secure with the stout man protecting him. He sneered, "I said, if you offer that girl to me..." Boom! Before he could finish, the wooden floor beneath Lu Qing shattered, and he lunged at them. "Sir, let's talk this out. The Young Master didn't mean it..." The stout man was alarmed by Lu Qing's momentum and shouted. "Scram!" But Lu Qing's response was a ferocious punch. "This punch technique?!" Feeling the overwhelming force of Lu Qing's punch, the stout man was shocked and his eyelids twitched. Although he couldn't understand how a young man who seemed only at the Qi and Blood Realm could unleash such a terrifying punch, he knew it was too late for words. Lu Qing's punch was too powerful. If he couldn't block it, both he and the Young Master would die! "Ah!!!" At the brink of life and death, the stout man unleashed his full potential, his Qi and blood surging. His already robust arms swelled and turned crimson, doubling in size like iron gates, blocking his vital points. He rooted his feet firmly, breaking the wooden floor and anchoring himself, ready to take Lu Qing's punch with the strongest defense. Seeing the stout man's transformation, Lu Qing's expression remained unchanged and cold. He didn't change his stance and punched straight at the stout man's arms. In everyone's gaze, Lu Qing's punch collided with the stout man's arms. Then, they saw. At the moment of impact, the stout man's arms twisted, deformed, completely shattered, and Lu Qing's punch continued to his chest. Boom! With a full-force punch, Lu Qing's power fully unleashed on the stout man. Due to their height difference, Lu Qing's punch was from top to bottom. The result was the stout man wasn't knocked away but "nailed" to the ground. Under the powerful impact, the stout man's standing spot caved in, and the entire inn's wooden floor was destroyed. As for the stout man, he was no longer human, dead on the spot. Silence, a dead silence. Everyone in the inn was stunned, horrified by what they saw. Fang Tao and his disciples were in shock, unable to believe that the killing aura-filled Lu Qing was the same gentle youth who chatted and laughed with them days ago. "Elder Qiu is dead?" The sinister young man, thrown by the shockwave, stared blankly at the ruined stout man. He couldn't accept that Elder Qiu, a Martial Grandmaster, top five in the Flowing Cloud Sect, was killed by a single punch from the youth. Step by step... In the dead silence, Lu Qing walked towards the sinister young man. Standing before him, he looked down coldly. "Say again, what were you planning to do?" The sinister young man shivered, finally snapping back. Seeing Lu Qing approach, feeling his killing intent, he screamed and crawled backward. "Someone, protect me!" "Young Master!" Some Flowing Cloud Sect disciples instinctively moved forward. But in the next moment, Lu Qing flicked his fingers, and with several soft sounds, those disciples fell dead with holes in their foreheads. This display of power scared the remaining disciples into stillness. Amidst their fearful gazes, Lu Qing continued towards the sinister young man. "Don't kill me! I'm the Young Master of Flowing Cloud Sect! My father is the Sect Master! My great-grandfather is the Supreme Elder! If you harm me, my great-grandfather won't spare you!" Seeing Lu Qing getting closer, the sinister young man, cornered, screamed desperately. His once neat and luxurious clothes were now dirty and disheveled, making him look like a beggar. But his threats didn't stop Lu Qing. He walked to the sinister young man and coldly raised his foot. Feeling Lu Qing's killing intent, the sinister young man knew he wouldn't be spared. He stared venomously at Lu Qing, "You filthy peasants, dare to kill me? My great-grandfather is in the Precelestial Realm. If I die, all of you, your families, even everyone in this town, will be buried with me..." Bang! Amidst his curses, Lu Qing's foot stomped down, crushing his head into his chest, killing him instantly. Table of content

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