Qin Shi: I went astray in the Heavenly Sect

Chapter 32 Flying Tiger Stronghold, Uninvited Guests

At the foot of Baiyun Mountain, two short figures stood on a large blue stone, one of whom was a little girl standing on tiptoe, gazing into the distance.

"Could it be a mistake?"

Looking at the lush greenery of Baiyun Mountain, which stretched as far as the eye could see, the little girl asked with some suspicion.

"The purpose of setting up a stronghold on the mountain is to hide it. If it can be seen from the foot of the mountain, what's the point of setting up the stronghold in the mountains?"

The little girl nodded thoughtfully.

"That makes sense."

The boy jumped down from the bluestone and continued, "I've found the place. Let's go!"

The little girl was taken aback and looked at the other person with some surprise. They had been in the same place just now, and the boy was not much taller than her. If she couldn't see him, then logically he shouldn't be able to see him either.

"Don't be surprised. One day, when your cultivation reaches a certain level, you will be able to do the same."

After several twists and turns, the scene before them suddenly brightened up. A mountain village built against the mountain appeared in front of them. The village did not look very big, and the houses looked very rough from the outside. They probably only served to shelter them from the wind and rain, and it was impossible to enjoy them.

There are two watchtowers at the gate of the stronghold, but no one is on them. On either side of the gate, two people are leaning against the city wall, chatting casually. The discipline of the stronghold seems to be very lax.

Even after meeting Chen Xiuyuan and Xiaomeng, the two did not seem to be on guard.

"Where did this little brat come from? Get out of here!"

Looking at the two little ones, the two waved their hands impatiently. It was early summer, and the weather was starting to get hot, especially at midday. People only wanted to hide in the shade and didn't want to go out into the sun.

If the weather weren't so hot, the two little ones might have been interested in playing with them, but now they're too lazy to move.

Two men, dressed in short-sleeved clothes, with unshaven beards and fierce eyes, with burlap wrapped around their heads, leaned against the base of the city wall with two long knives beside them.

Upon seeing the other party, Chen Xiuyuan raised an eyebrow. Judging from the look in their eyes, they must have had their hands stained with blood as well. He looked past the two men and swept his gaze into the mountain stronghold. There was hardly anyone to be seen outside, except for a few bursts of wild laughter that occasionally came from the main hall of the stronghold.

"Hey kid, I'm talking to you!!"

A stone was thrown at Chen Xiuyuan, accompanied by his fierce tone, which sent chills down everyone's spine.

Xiaomeng paused, hiding behind Chen Xiuyuan. She was still somewhat unaccustomed to facing such a fierce bandit.

Chen Xiuyuan shook his head slightly, and in the next instant, an extremely exaggerated internal force surged out from his body, transforming into a barrier that stripped the colors of heaven and earth, and in the blink of an eye, it enveloped the entire Flying Tiger Village.

Xiaomeng narrowed her eyes, and the noisy sounds around her stopped abruptly, including the man's cursing.

This was the second time Chen Xiuyuan had used this technique, and she preferred it to the way it was now compared to the noise and insults.

"What kind of skill is this?"

Regarding this technique, the assassin from the Luo Wang organization seemed to have mentioned it when they were in the dilapidated temple, but Chen Xiuyuan dealt with him before he could finish speaking.

"The Heavenly Sect's ultimate technique is so powerful that it makes the world lose its color."

Chen Xiuyuan stepped through the main gate and walked in. Xiaomeng followed beside him. When they passed the two men guarding the gate, she noticed that they were frozen in place. One of them was throwing a stone, while the other was sneering with a ferocious look in his eyes.

For some reason, a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes. She felt no liking for this kind of person. None of the ordinary people she had met on the street, or Ji Dong, whom she had encountered when inquiring about Yao Yi's whereabouts, had given her this feeling.

However, Chen Xiuyuan didn't even glance at the two of them again, nor did he stop walking. The little girl who had been holding Chen Xiuyuan's hand didn't linger in front of them either. Before they had gone far, Xiaomeng heard a heavy thud. A flicker of emotion crossed her eyes, but then a longing arose in her heart. This extraordinary skill that could make heaven and earth lose their color was truly remarkable; she seemed to really like it.

Upon arriving at the mountain stronghold, Chen Xiuyuan's gaze swept over every room, finally settling on the main hall in the very center.

Looking at the black and white houses all around, Xiaomeng felt surprisingly calm. The expected fight scene did not appear, nor did the imagined sword fight. What appeared before her was as if she had just taken a stroll around this place, which was more pleasant than sightseeing.

"Squeak~~"

Pushing open the door, Chen Xiuyuan looked around. The room was spacious enough to accommodate over a hundred people. He thought this must be the main hall of Flying Tiger Stronghold. The person in charge was a bald man with eagle-like eyes, fierce yet sharp. He had a beard on his lips and chin, and he was holding a bowl of wine in his hand.

The people around me all looked pretty much the same, and it seemed like they were celebrating something; every seat was occupied.

"No wonder."

Seeing the situation inside, Chen Xiuyuan roughly understood why the two men outside were acting that way. The brothers inside were celebrating, but they were made to stand guard. Anyone would be upset in that situation.

As his gaze swept across the room, Chen Xiuyuan raised his hand and clenched it. Apart from the bald man in the middle and the two sitting next to him, the others froze for a moment, then their faces slowly turned red. After just twenty breaths, the pupils of these people all lost their luster.

Then, like dumplings being dropped into a pot, they were all dumped down.

As the hall regained its color, the leader in the center of the hall began to tremble uncontrollably with the hand holding the wine. Although he was suspended in mid-air, he had experienced everything he was supposed to see and feel. In his eyes, the young man in front of him was no less than those peerless fierce gods.

One person waved his hand, and then everyone in the room died, their deaths inexplicable. Who could be sure that if the other person waved his hand again, he wouldn't die? If the timing weren't so bad, he would have been burning incense for the gods.

"Young man, no, sir, may I ask what brings you here?"

The two men sitting next to him looked at the two young men who had walked to the middle of the lobby, and their hearts began to pound uncontrollably. They felt panicked, and cold sweat streamed down their necks.

It's hard to imagine that, even in the summer season, they still feel cold in their hands and feet.

"Two years ago, in Sanyang Village."

Chen Xiuyuan looked at the three survivors he had deliberately left alive, his tone still calm.

Upon hearing these two words, the three people present subconsciously swallowed. Others might not know what these two words meant, but they knew perfectly well.

“Sir, we didn’t do what happened in Sanyang Village. It was Tiger who did it, but he died back then. He died in Sanyang Village.”

Looking at Chen Xiuyuan, the leader trembled and could barely speak.

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor; we humbly request that Your Honor show leniency."

Chen Xiuyuan remained silent for a moment before speaking again.

"I know, I killed the person you're talking about."

Fear, boundless fear, instantly filled the three men's minds. Looking at the little child in front of them, they trembled all over, as if the other party had no intention of letting them go.

"We are from the Net, you can't kill us!"

Chen Xiuyuan's eyes did not waver when he heard this, because he already knew about it. Just as he was about to say something more, he suddenly frowned and turned to look at the gate.

Do you think I should kill them?

(End of this chapter)