Ascending to Immortality by Slaying Spirits

Chapter 129 - Acting Governor
Guan Wenzhong felt a chill run down his spine as he watched Lin Le take down Wei Shanhe with a series of moves.

Although Wei Shanhe is a good-for-nothing, he is still a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Second City Pass. Yan Xuandong will have to put in a lot of effort to deal with him.

But Lin Le, in the blink of an eye, had already severed Wei Shanhe's head.

After the chill passed, a fire rose in Guan Wenzhong's heart. Perhaps with Lin Le's abilities, he should be able to bring about a good change in this rotten world!
With his hand on Wei Shanhe's head, Lin Le seized the opportunity to use a soul-searching technique to access Wei Shanhe's memories.

After reading through it, Lin Le took Wei Shanhe's storage bag and said, "Zhuang Bukui."

"Here." A person with a face that looked a bit like a bitter gourd emerged from the dense forest.

His name was Zhuang Bukui, and he was the only surviving centurion in Chunsun County. As for Song Shiyin, she could also be considered dead, since her past life was now in control, just like him.

"You know what to say next, right?" Lin Le said.

"Understood." Zhuang Bukui clasped his hands and said, "Wei Shanhe wanted to save Yan Xuandong, but was ambushed by the villain Lin Le. Lord Guan took the opportunity to rescue Yan Xuandong, but Wei Shanhe unfortunately died in battle."

"Is there anything I've missed?" Lin Le turned to ask Guan Wenzhong.

Guan Wenzhong shook his head: "That will do."

"Then let's get ready." Lin Le nodded.

On that day, Guan Wenzhong carried the blood-stained Yan Xuandong into Kuzhu City, a scene witnessed by many.

Soon after, news spread from within the Demon Slayer Division that Yan Xuandong had been seriously injured and was in seclusion to heal, and that Guan Wenzhong would temporarily assume the position of Commander.

Then Zhuang Bukui led a few small flags into the city to report back to the Demon Slayer Division, and the matter of Wei Shanhe's death was also exposed.

Lin Le's reputation as a butcher quickly spread throughout the city of Kuzhu.

However, the name "human butcher" circulated more among the upper class, while ordinary people referred to Lin Le by another name.

News of Lin Le's deeds had spread throughout the city: killing wealthy landowners, distributing land, and redressing injustices. Faced with such a young hero, the common people naturally refused to call him a butcher.

As it happened, news of Lin Le's deeds in Qingye County began to spread, and the title "General Weiling" resonated with the common people, so it quickly became the name for Lin Le.

Inside the hall, Chi Daoqi and another commander, Hong Baoquan, were frowning as they looked at Guan Wenzhong, who was standing in the main seat.

Chi Daoqi asked, "Guan Wenzhong, has Yan Xuandong decided to temporarily appoint you as the Garrison Commander?"

"Confirmed." Guan Wenzhong produced his token. "The garrison commander's warrant is here; how could it be fake?"

"Even if you are temporarily appointed as the garrison commander, it doesn't seem like it's your place as a mere centurion, is it?" Hong Baoquan said coldly.

“I’m sorry, Wei Shanhe is dead, and I will take over his position as commander.” Guan Wenzhong said calmly, his tone even colder. “So, Commander Hong, you should call me Commander Guan.”

"You're going to be a commander of a thousand?" Hong Baoquan scoffed. "Do you even have the ability?"

"Whether I have the ability or not is none of your business," Guan Wenzhong retorted. "If you have any complaints, you can wait until Lord Yan comes out of seclusion before questioning him. If you're even bolder, you can even go up to the next level and question them. Let's see if they'll pay any attention to you!"

Hong Baoquan's expression immediately turned cold: "Guan Wenzhong, you've grown some guts, daring to yell at me!"

Guan Wenzhong's expression also turned cold: "Hong Baoquan, don't think you're so great just because you're related to Prefect Liu by marriage. This is the Demon Slayer Division, not the Prefect's Office!"

As they spoke, their auras surged, and they began to clash fiercely in the hall.

The atmosphere was tense. Finally, Chi Daoqi smoothed things over, saying, "Alright, gentlemen, let's think about how to deal with that butcher. After all, Lord Yan is severely injured and on the verge of death. I don't think we'll have it easy." "Hmph, does he dare to come to the county town again!" Hong Baoquan sneered. "With this overwhelming imperial aura, let's see what he can do!"

Guan Wenzhong's expression remained unchanged, but inwardly he sneered. Imperial aura? You'd better pray that your brother-in-law, the prefect, will realize what's happening when you die.

The three parted on bad terms.

Inside the study, Lin Le was looking at a series of files when he suddenly looked up and saw Guan Wenzhong walk in. He asked, "How is it?"

“Those two haven’t raised any doubts yet. After all, with Wei Shanhe dead, only I, as a neutral party, can temporarily act as the garrison commander, which aligns with everyone’s expectations,” Guan Wenzhong said.

Hong Baoquan is on the side of the prefect, while Chi Daoqi is the enemy of the Yan family. Even if Yan Xuandong is seriously injured, with Wei Shanhe already dead, he will definitely hand over the power to Guan Wenzhong, a weak neutral party.

Besides, he's already dead, so it's just a matter of Lin Le's word.

“However, the Yan family is still a problem,” Guan Wenzhong said. “If they insist on visiting Yan Xuandong, our efforts to stop them will inevitably arouse suspicion.”

“That won’t be a problem for long.” Lin Le looked down at the file. “I’ve already sent A-Li to kill the Yan Xuan Cave lineage.”

“With his entire lineage wiped out, no one can use that reason anymore. After all, Yan Xuandong was seriously injured, and upon hearing the news of his entire family's extinction, he would surely be overwhelmed with grief and anger and accidentally suffer a qi deviation and die.”

"As subordinates, we should always consider the safety of our superiors, shouldn't we?"

The voice was calm, yet it sent a chill down Guan Wenzhong's spine. No wonder he was called a butcher; he truly showed no mercy when it came to taking lives.

"What if someone insists on having it?" Guan Wenzhong asked again.

Lin Le looked up, his dark pupils filled with indifference:
"Then let him die."

Inside a large courtyard house, a young man was pacing back and forth. Sitting in the main seat, a woman said, "Rui'er, don't go any further. Your father is only seriously injured, not dead."

“But it’s strange, Mother!” Yan Shanrui stopped and said, “Father was seriously injured, yet he only sent a small flag officer to deliver the message to us.”

"Is there anything wrong with this?" the woman asked, puzzled. It's perfectly normal to use a small flag to send a message.

"He sent a verbal message!" Yan Shanrui said with some unease. "With Father's abilities, he should at least be able to send a message using a kite. Moreover, he didn't mention the family's precious healing pills at all!"

The more Yan Shanrui talked, the more he felt something was wrong. He flicked his sleeve and said, "No, I must go see my father!"

When the woman heard what her son said, she also felt that something was wrong. After all, Yan Xuandong couldn't possibly be unaware that the family had a reserve of healing pills, and he, being seriously injured and on the verge of death, couldn't possibly not need them.

But Yan Shanrui had only taken a few steps when his head suddenly fell off.

At the wellhead, the blue and white dragon-snake retracted its claws.

Seeing her son's head suddenly fall off, the woman was stunned into silence, then let out a mournful cry: "Rui'er!"

Ouch!

A large mouth opened and then closed, and the woman disappeared, leaving only a large black and white snake slithering between the houses.

Wandering among the houses were blood-red Taoist soldiers wielding swords and shields, who killed anyone they saw, turning the large mansion into a desolate ghost town.

A while later, the dragon and snake left with an embroidered ball, leaving behind only the courtyard littered with corpses.

(End of this chapter)