Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 308 I am the butcher, you are the fish on the chopping block, what can I do?
Under the night.

Liu Sheng walked slowly, his expression calm, as if he were strolling leisurely in a garden.

He moved with incredible speed, traversing any terrain, whether it be protruding rocks, pits, or gravel, as if walking on flat ground.

Like a ghost, it approached from afar, and in the blink of an eye, it bypassed the group of new recruits and rushed straight towards Qiao She.

"Sheng-ge'er?"

Zhao Lei, his face covered in dust, had just ordered his men to retreat, their formation scattered, when he saw Liu Sheng passing by and exclaimed in surprise:

"How did you come?"

"Everything's been resolved, and I just came over to check it out because I was bored."

Liu Sheng paused, and gave a faint smile:
"You guys look like you've been taken advantage of?"

"I didn't suffer any losses, but I wasn't able to help at all..."

Liu Sheng nodded without saying anything; this was not the time for idle chatter.

He looked up, his eyes flashing with a strange light, and he could clearly see the black mist that surged into the air like insects.

Playing with drugs?

It is indeed a large-scale clearing technique.

If only the demonic ape avatar had been present, Lei Ge and the others would probably have all died on the spot tonight.

Fortunately, the real person arrived in time.

His chest and abdomen bulged high, his internal organs roared, and his lungs surged with vital energy, billowing with light and mist. He opened his mouth and inhaled sharply—

"call!"

In an instant, a fierce wind rose from the ground, howling and surging, sweeping away the surrounding poisonous fog and pouring it all into Liu Sheng's mouth.

"Hiccup~"

He burped, smacked his lips with lingering satisfaction, and felt wisps of heat rising from his abdomen, seeping into his limbs, bones, and skin.

Talent: Poison Devouring Lv4!

This talent hasn't been used for a long time, especially after entering the ruins, there are very few scenarios where it can be used.

Now, it has come in handy against the snake, but its effectiveness is minimal.

After his bones and bones were cleansed by the Dew of Willow Branches and he practiced the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, his physique had reached its current limit and touched the ceiling.

There is very little room for improvement.

But even a small mosquito is still meat, and every bit of progress is still progress.

Is this all the poison technique that Qiao She, a cultivator at the Yellow Court Realm, could produce?

Disappointed!

"Old Deng's external martial arts have reached a state of perfection; he has qi scales under his skin and is most adept at deflecting force..."

At this moment, the demonic ape avatar stepped out from the smoke and dust, its monkey face expressionless, and several white marks on its arm were rapidly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Old Deng's poison skills were actually able to harm you?"

Liu Sheng's pupils contracted, and his expression became more serious.

The Long-Armed Demon Ape incarnation possesses the Vajra Indestructible Lv5 power, capable of crushing magical artifacts with his bare hands. Even without channeling his inner energy, spiritual weapons might not be able to break through his defenses.

In their previous encounter, he was actually injured by Qiao She?

Although it's just a few white lines...

"Fragments of a precious artifact."

The demonic ape succinctly uttered a few words.

Liu Sheng immediately understood.

Magical artifacts, spiritual artifacts, and precious artifacts—even fragments—are extremely valuable.

The identities of Qiao She and this Young Master Ling are definitely not simple.

"Liu Sheng, why did you send your troops to ambush here at night, blocking the entrance and exit of the East Peak? What is your intention?"

At this moment, Qiao She, having treated his injuries, stepped forward.

Upon seeing Liu Sheng, a look of seriousness appeared in his eyes.

Especially when Liu Sheng and the demonic ape avatar stood together, their auras intertwined, appearing as one person, it sent a chill down his spine.

“This man’s forehead is ashen…it seems difficult to kill him tonight.” Liu Sheng narrowed his eyes and used his “Crow Form” talent to spy on him. He saw a layer of ashen aura rising between Qiao She’s brows and couldn’t help but sigh.

It seems this old codger has a trump card up his sleeve. Even if his true form and the demonic ape avatar join forces, they might not be able to capture him.

Previously, when the demonic ape avatar sparred with him, it had the advantage of a surprise attack, but could only force him into a disadvantageous position. This old guy was probably just "acting" all along.

Fine, let him live a couple more days. Once I get back, I'll deduce and ascend to become an incarnation, then I'll kill this old bastard.

Tonight's objective has been achieved. We'll take it back first, and then completely unify Wohu Village after thoroughly absorbing the power of the White Lotus Army and the Zhang brothers.

He was clear-headed, knowing that building power was completely different from personal infighting, and that it followed a gradual, step-by-step process.

Otherwise, it is easy to create hidden dangers, allowing others to usurp the nest, and eventually lead to disintegration.

Liu Sheng regained his composure, weighed the situation carefully, and finally suppressed his murderous intent. He waved his hand forcefully:
"I'm not going to waste my breath on you. That's enough for tonight. Take your men and leave."

"you……"

Qiao She was furious, but remembering what had happened before, he finally became fearful. He threw down a sentence and led the black lion riders in a disheveled retreat:
"Good! Good! Good! Liu Sheng, you just wait!"

Once they left the mountain path, the anger on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a cold, mocking laugh.

This child indeed obtained a destiny of immortality within the ruins!
It must be a magical artifact for controlling beasts, otherwise it would be impossible for so many powerful monsters to appear around him.

Especially the white-haired giant, although he concealed it well, the demonic aura emanating from his body could not fool his nose.

Such treasures for controlling beasts are of immeasurable value and are exactly what the Prince's Palace needs most right now.

If we can obtain it, it will be a great achievement, and the prince will surely reward us handsomely.

"They... they're gone already?"

Zhao Lei stared at the receding dust, his face filled with disbelief.

It should be noted that Qiao She has always been domineering. Tonight, he personally led a thousand elite cavalry on an operation, but not only did they return empty-handed, they also lost over a hundred men.

This was the worst loss they had suffered since joining the group on the mountain.

In the end, however, they obediently retreated?
I wasn't dreaming!

“If we don’t leave now, his thousand elite cavalry will all perish here.”

Liu Sheng smiled faintly, his expression calm and composed.

Although that old man had hidden his trump card and might not be able to be killed tonight, the commotion caused by the main body and the demonic ape avatar fighting him together was enough to affect and cover the thousand elite cavalry.

When the time comes, the aftershocks will reverberate, the air will roar, and sand and stones will fly everywhere. Even the most elite troops will be forced to their knees.

"Brother Sheng, over at West Peak, Sun Kening and Han Santong are Qi Refiners, and they also have two thousand remnants of the White Lotus Army and more than ten thousand able-bodied men following them..."

Zhao Lei withdrew his gaze and saw that Liu Sheng's expression was calm and showed no sign of panic. His heart skipped a beat.
"It can't have been resolved already, can it? How is that possible..."

"Over at West Peak?"

Liu Sheng chuckled softly and looked towards the West Peak:

"should……"

"It's done."

Xue Biao, now transformed into a cleaver, stood upright and slowly took a breath.

In an instant, a fishy smell hit my face, and my nostrils were filled with a strong smell of rust.

Looking around, from the gate of the West Peak camp all the way to the gathering place, the road was piled high with corpses, with withered bones everywhere and blood mist swirling.

It was as if the entire mountain peak was soaked in blood.

Along the way, no fewer than several thousand have been killed!

Heads and arms were severed, legs and waists were broken, liver and intestines were scattered everywhere, not a single body was intact.

The Blood Leopard incarnation is the most bloodthirsty of the nine incarnations.

Fortunately, the remaining White Lotus Army forces, numbering over ten thousand, were finally and completely suppressed.

At this moment, they all knelt on the ground, trembling and at a loss, staring at the Blood Frog incarnation with fear in their eyes, shaking with dread.

Defeated soldiers, thugs, gangsters, fallen powerful families, mountain bandits and river pirates...

I initially thought they would be difficult to control and would cause trouble, but they turned out to be very "sensible".

Very cooperative!

Sure enough, all sorts of "backbone," "temperament," "pride," and "bloodthirstiness" become exceptionally docile in the face of the butcher's knife.

I am the butcher, and you are the fish on the chopping block. What can I do?
(End of this chapter)