Chapter 37

Chapter 37: Power over Life and Death

Just when the brocade-robed man put down his teacup, outside the camp owner’s mansion, the street was filled with blood and corpses!

Xu Qing was like a fierce tiger. Wherever he passed, blood would splatter everywhere, and bloodstains soaked the ground, making for a shocking sight. As he walked, he continued to kill!

In front of him, guards from the camp owner’s mansion charged forward, and dozens of black-clothed strangers from the convoy circled in from all around.

Both sides had the same goal – Xu Qing.

As he continued to walk, a gust of wind blew by, sending the hair in front of Xu Qing’s face up into the air. Xu Qing wasn’t used to using a longsword, so he placed it behind his back. With the dagger in his hand, he seemed to merge with the wind, dashing straight towards the sixth-level Qi Condensation cultivators from the convoy.

Instantly, their heads flew into the air!

As blood splattered everywhere, more black-clothed men and guards rushed over.

Xu Qing looked at the cultivators from the convoy, momentarily feeling dazed. He remembered the day the convoy had arrived – Captain Thunder had gone out to buy ingredients but returned very quickly.

Apparently, he had spotted his enemy and knew he had to leave soon.

Xu Qing was silent, but his killing intent grew even stronger. He didn’t avoid the group, but exploded forth, meeting them head-on.

In the distance, two men watched from atop a roof.

One was old and the other was middle-aged. The old man was wearing blue Daoist robes, and the middle-aged men dressed in clothes that highlighted his muscles. The old man was standing with his hands behind his back, coldly watching the battle in the street.

The middle-aged man was sitting down, gnawing on a tendon-like rope. Under careful inspection, it could be seen that it was actually Cross’s bowstring.

Cross’s bowstring was extraordinary, and it was difficult for even an iron weapon to cut it at all. However, this person quickly chewed it to pieces.

“Kind of interesting. He’s a body refiner like me, but it looks like he’s only in the sixth or seventh level. He should be more fun to play with than the one with the cross-shaped scar on his face.”

“Are you going or should I?” The old man asked calmly.

“This is under the scope of your Vajra Sect, and the camp owner is an elder of your Vajra Sect. Naturally, it should be you, the Vajra Sect’s new elder, who goes.” The middle-aged man spat out the bowstring bits along with his saliva and spoke with a sinister smile.

While the two talked, a loud boom came from the street, and shrill screams echoed out as the several guards and black-clothed men all backed away from Xu Qing.

One by one, their bodies staggered, and blood gushed out of their mouths. Each of them had been wounded fatally, and they fell to the ground one after another. Walking out of the sea of corpses was… Xu Qing!

His fur coat had been stained with blood, his straw sandals were long soaked black, his long hair swayed in the wind, and his two eyes… were chillingly cold, like a lone wolf.

His right hand hung down at his side, and blood flowed down the dagger, dripping from its point onto the soil

The several corpses around him were all in a miserable state. Xu Qing hadn’t had any intentions to torture them, but the wounds to their vitals made them look extremely tragic.

However, Xu Qing’s attacks only aimed to kill, lacking any unnecessary movements. Looking at this scene, the spectating scavengers were shocked once again.

Xu Qing didn’t even glance at the corpses. His face was expressionless, but his eyes were blood-red as he hurried forward.

His target, the camp owner’s mansion, was still over a thousand meters away.

As he approached, the few remaining black-clothed men and guards in front of the camp owner’s mansion trembled in horror and instinctively retreated.

After Xu Qing had taken a few steps, he suddenly raised his head and looked over at the two figures on the roof in the distance.

These two people were the strongest he had felt during this slaughter trip, and they were also the two strongest enemies he had to face right now.

Xu Qing was very clear that with the situation being what it was, once he chose to make a move, he had to fight to the end. Besides… they were blocking his way to the camp owner’s mansion.

Thus, after walking a few steps, he raised his left hand and curled his index finger, beckoning them over.

“Arrogant!” The blue-robed old man narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed through them. His body flickered and wind appeared under his feet as he walked from the roof directly towards Xu Qing!

Seeing this, the guards and black-clothed men as well as the following scavengers were all extremely shocked. As far as they knew, only Foundation Establishment experts could walk on air.

And for them, a Foundation Establishment expert was basically no different from an immortal in the sky.

Many people had never seen one in their whole life. A Foundation Establishment expert was already on the level of becoming the ancestor of a small family or small sect. For example, the ancestor of the Vajra Sect was said to be in Foundation Establishment.

This blue-robed old man obviously wasn’t in Foundation Establishment, having just stepped into the eighth level of Qi Condensation.

His ability to walk on air was just a coincidence, related to the wind technique he cultivated. It couldn’t even last that long, so it had no actual combat value. It was nothing more than a gimmick.

But to those not in the know, this gimmick could still cause turbulence in their minds.

However, Xu Qing didn’t care at all. Almost at the same moment that the blue-robed man stepped into the air, Xu Qing secretly spread some poison powder and instantly rushed out.

His speed was so fast that he left afterimages behind, and in an instant, Xu Qing appeared in front of the blue-robed old man, whose expression changed drastically.

Xu Qing immediately punched out, and the Chief Shadow appeared on his fist, letting out a soundless roar. The old man had no time to dodge in midair, so he could only hastily form hand seals to summon an impromptu barrier.

The barrier shattered inch by inch, and the old man’s body was sent hurtling backwards by Xu Qing’s punch. Immediately, the black skewer turned into a ray of black light, whistling through the air as it pierced straight towards the old man.

Bang.

The black skewer was blocked by a shield.

Although it dissipated the force of the iron skewer, the shield simultaneously shattered into pieces, revealing the blue-robed old man, who was coughing up blood in an extremely sorry state.

The old man had an ugly look on his face and was about to speak, but Xu Qing expressionlessly stomped on the ground and shot towards him with a bang.

The old man’s eyes narrowed. Filled with anger and shame, he suddenly raised his hands, instantly summoning a gust of wind that swept in from all directions.

He fiercely inhaled, and the wind rushed into his mouth, causing his face to flush. Cruelty and killing intent appeared in his eyes as he was about to exhale.

But in the next instant, his complexion changed drastically. His eyes bugged out, and his skin began to darken at a rate visible to the naked eye. Realizing that he’d been poisoned, the old man’s body trembled violently.

“You...”

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Qing arrived. From the beginning until now, the young man had never paused for an instant.

Thanks to his high, the dagger in his hand glowed red as if it was burning, and it slashed fiercely across the old man’s neck like a soldering iron.

Blood spurted out, and he let out a shrill scream. Xu Qing grabbed the old man’s head with his left hand, easily separating it from its body as he continued rushing forward.

Everything happened too fast!

In the next instant, Xu Qing had already flung the poisoned head in his hand at the middle-aged man, who was standing on the roof with an ugly expression and terror in his eyes.

Then Xu Qing raised his left hand and made the same beckoning gesture as before.

Time seemed to come to a stop.

Whether it was the scavengers, the guards, or the people of the convoy, all of them were stunned. Goosebumps broke out all over their bodies.

"Too...too strong..."

"Was it poison...such a strong poison!" One of the scavengers murmured with a trembling voice.

The middle-aged man on the roof was panting heavily.

“Is the Vajra Sect full of trash? You actually tried to show off in a fight!”

He knew very well that the blue-robed old man wasn’t weak. The old man’s wind technique was astonishingly powerful, but he lost the initiative when he stepped on air to try to show off. In addition, he underestimated his enemy and didn’t notice the poison, so he actually went ahead and inhaled a bellyful of it on his own.

All in all, it was the relative comfort that sect cultivators lived in that made them far inferior to scavengers in terms of ruthlessness and flexible thinking in a life and death battle.

After coming to this conclusion, the middle-aged man immediately took out seven or eight detoxification pills and swallowed them all at once.

Then he gritted his teeth fiercely, and cracking sounds rang out from all over his body.

His already burly body swelled up even more, and he jumped down from the roof like an eagle, rushing towards Xu Qing with large strides.

Xu Qing lowered his head, and his black hair hung down to cover his eyes. His body also charged forward, getting closer and closer to the middle-aged man.

In the next moment, Xu Qing and the middle-aged man lifted their fists and collided head-on.

A loud boom rang out, and the middle-aged man’s whole body trembled. His expression revealed intense shock. The hair in front of Xu Qing’s eyes was lifted by the gust of wind from the impact, revealing his sharp and bloodshot eyes.

Xu Qing felt his opponent’s astonishing strength, but he also felt that it wasn’t as strong as his own. Furthermore, the purple crystal ensured that he had an advantage in recovery as well. Killing intent overflowed in his eyes, and he used all his strength to punch again!

A battle between body refiners was simple yet brutal.

They continued to clash in the middle of the street.

The sounds of battle spread in all directions, and the fierce shock waves caused houses all around to collapse.

Gradually, the middle-aged cultivator became short of breath. His face was pale, his body was trembling, and his eyes were bloodshot as his veins bulged out. He couldn’t hide the fear and despair in his heart.

He was already inferior to Xu Qing in both strength and speed, let alone recovery ability.

So after the battle raged for just over thirty breaths, his fist directly collapsed into a bloody mess.

His arm couldn’t bear the force of Xu Qing’s punch either; it was crushed to pieces and torn apart. Blood and shattered bits of bone scattered everywhere, and among the middle-aged man’s pitiful scream, Xu Qing jumped up, kneeing him in the forehead.

With a boom, the sound of crushed flesh and bone replaced the scream. The middle-aged man’s voice stopped abruptly, and he died.

Xu Qing didn’t give the new corpse a second glance. His eyes were still overflowing with killing intent as he stepped over the corpse of the middle-aged man, leaped forward, and headed straight for… the camp owner’s mansion!

The mansion guards and the convoy’s people were already scared out of their wits.

Seeing Xu Qing rush over, covered in blood with a ferocious expression like a demon god, their desire to survive overpowered everything else. No one knew who was the first to start running, but they all quickly fled in the blink of an eye.

Thus, under the astounded gazes of the gathered scavengers, Xu Qing’s figure stirred up a howling wind as he ran straight to… the gate of the camp owner’s mansion.

Just as he approached, a loud boom rang out, and the gate collapsed. As it shattered to pieces from the inside out, a fist stretched out and directly struck the approaching Xu Qing.

With a loud bang, Xu Qing was forced backwards for the first time.

After taking three steps back, he raised his head and stared coldly at his assailant, the camp owner, with a falcon-like gaze. The camp owner was wearing was wearing golden robes and had an extremely ugly expression as he walked out of the destroyed gate.

Behind the camp owner was a gloomy old man in brocade robes, glaring at Xu Qing with an unkind gaze!

And in the hands of the old man, there was a familiar figure!

The moment Xu Qing saw that figure, his body trembled violently, and indescribable emotions swirled in his heart.

It was Captain Thunder.

And he was at death’s door.

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