The First Sage of Military Strategists

Chapter 42 Execution of Fang Yunhai

A moment.

Han Qing followed Sun Xiao around and returned to the prison entrance.

Sun Xiao turned his head and asked, "Did you experience any hallucinations?"

Han Qing shook his head. Although the prison cell was filled with a menacing aura, it didn't affect him much.

"If you're experiencing hallucinations, it means you're not strong enough to patrol the underground level alone. But for now, there's no problem." Sun Xiao nodded.

His gaze swept across the area and then landed on the guards standing at the entrance to the cell next door.

"Are there any prisoners scheduled for execution on the basement level recently?"

"Brother Sun, it's true. Fang Yunhai, that scoundrel, is extremely wicked. Magistrate Qi closed the case quickly, and he needs to be beheaded at Caishikou in three days." The guard was a round-faced man with dark skin.

“Han Qing, you come here! This is the squad leader’s arrangement. This Fang Yunhai is no ordinary person. He is highly skilled in martial arts and has a protective force around his body that makes him impervious to blades and spears. If you are not strong enough, it will be very difficult for you to kill him with one strike. However, your current strength should not be a problem. You can give it a try,” Sun Xiao said.

"Okay." Han Qing felt a hint of anticipation in her heart.

This Fang Yunhai is famous and infamous, and his strength may even be greater than that of Lao Xiangzi. Killing him will surely bring great rewards.

It is very rare to find a death row inmate as strong as Fang Yunhai. More than two months have passed since he became a executioner, and apart from Lao Xiangzi, this is the first time.

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Three days later.

noon.

At the entrance to the Ping Shun Street market, the surrounding area was packed with people, numbering no less than ten thousand.

Although Fang Yunhai's status in Black Cloud Mountain was not as high as Lao Xiangzi's, his infamy was far greater, and the people hated him to the extreme.

Before deciding to execute this person, the government had already posted notices in the vicinity, so the people of the city came to watch.

"I'm coming!"

"That damned Fang Yunhai!"

"This villain deserves to be torn to pieces. To kill him with a single blow would be too lenient!"

"Huh, it's Old Han's son again. If it were me, I'd probably be too scared to stand up to such a ruthless person."

...

Amidst the clamor of discussion, Yang Wu, along with a group of constables, pushed the prison cart briskly toward the market entrance.

Inside the prison van was a tall, slender young man with narrow eyes. His cold gaze swept over the crowd of people around him, his face showing no fear, only a half-smile.

Han Qing walked behind Yang Wu with his sword in hand, his heart as calm as a still lake, undisturbed.

"Your Majesty!"

Upon arriving at their destination, the two constables shouted and slammed their canes down hard on Fang Yunhai, who fell heavily to his knees.

Someone nearby began to loudly recite the verdict, listing the numerous crimes committed by Fang Yunhai.

Fang Yunhai suddenly burst into laughter: "If you're going to kill me, then kill me! What are you dawdling for? Kid, I'm kneeling right here, do you dare kill me?"

He suddenly turned his head, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, staring intently at Han Qing.

Seeing that Han Qing was only sixteen or seventeen years old, he naturally felt contempt for him.

Since he was already doomed anyway, and having observed that Han Qing and Yang Wu had a close relationship and seemed to be master and disciple, he couldn't help but threaten Han Qing, hoping to embarrass him and make Yang Wu lose face.

However, when their eyes met, he was startled to find that there was no fear in Han Qing's eyes, but rather a hidden excitement, like a hunter who had found the most precious prey.

"He shall be executed for his crime!" the chief clerk read out the final sentence of the verdict.

Without hesitation, Han Qing drew his sword and slashed. He had long been unable to contain his boiling killing intent and wanted to send Fang Yunhai to meet his maker.

Fang Yunhai swept his sharp gaze across the area, then suddenly activated his martial arts, with a faint purple light veil appearing and disappearing around him.

Although Fang Yunhai had been forcibly given a muscle-relaxing drug before setting off, which greatly reduced his strength, the drug's effects did not completely paralyze him, and he could still use some of his martial arts skills.

He thought to himself, with this power protecting him, no matter how sharp the knife in the hand of an ordinary martial artist is, they will not be able to break through his defense.

However, when the knife actually struck his neck, it unleashed a tremendous force, tearing through the veil of light and severing his neck in one fell swoop.

The next instant, Fang Yunhai's head fell to the ground, and blood splattered several steps away.

"Bravo!" Cheers erupted from the crowd. Han Qing's knife was steady and ruthless, and he showed no fear or loss of composure throughout. Such courage naturally drew cheers from the audience.

"Not bad." Yang Wu nodded slightly, Han Qing's expression pleased him greatly.

The next step was the aftermath, following the old rules: Fang Yunhai's head was to be displayed on a bamboo pole, and his body was to be left on the street for seven days before being taken away for burial.

Back at the yamen.

Han Qing took off his axe-wielder's gear and changed into ordinary civilian clothes, all in black, looking clean and neat.

"Han Qing, you did a good job today. You're granted a day off!"

Han Qing was about to go practice martial arts when Yang Wu's voice suddenly drifted from a room in the distance.

"it is good!"

He responded and thought it over. He realized that he had been so engrossed in martial arts for the past month that he hadn't been home at all. This was also related to Yang Wu's strict requirements, which did not allow him to slack off in the slightest.

"It's time to go home and take a look," Han Qingxin said.

As he got up and walked out, he summoned the Seven Killings Stele in his mind. Fang Yunhai's face was faintly visible in the light sphere next to him.

"Absorb!" With a thought, Han Qing's light sphere dissipated, and many fragmented images instantly appeared in his mind.

"My father, that lecherous man, has taken another concubine, and she's really beautiful!"

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"Tsk tsk, Third Aunt is so radiant!"

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"You unfilial son! You rebellious son!"

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"Be ruthless in your dealings; otherwise, you won't stand firm!"

With a flash of light, the seven-year-old child's head fell to the ground.

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"Lord Luo, this is a token of my respect for you, two hundred taels of silver, just a small token of my appreciation!"

"No problem, no problem, it's just releasing one person."

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"Another one's gone mad! Is this damned Spirit Refining Technique even real? That damned Yin-Yang Scholar!"

The image shattered, and the babbling disappeared.

"That Fang Yunhai is a real scoundrel; he could even lay a hand on a seven-year-old child," Han Qingxin thought.

The next moment, a large amount of information appeared in front of him.

Please inherit two martial arts skills.

1. Cangshan Hunyuan Gong (Mastery 86.5%)

The Three Realms of Body Cultivation, which is prevalent in the Cangshan area of ​​Sichuan, takes "extreme emptiness and stillness, primordial unity" as its core. When mastered, it provides the body with powerful energy that can neutralize enemy attacks.

2. Mandarin Duck Spirit Refining Method (Beginner Level 31.2%)
This is a Yin-Yang Daoist method for cultivating the spirit, which involves absorbing Yin to replenish Yang and absorbing Yang to replenish Yin. Practicing it can help one concentrate the mind and gather the soul, opening the door to the Yin-Yang Dao, but it carries the risk of going astray and becoming possessed by demons.

3. Nine Stars Mystic Light Technique (100% Perfection)

This is a secret family technique passed down in Sichuan. Practicing it can break through the two realms of body and mind. When mastered, one's strength is like starlight, and its power is extraordinary.

4. Black Cloud Mountain Suppressing Palm (Small Success 71.6%)
This is a low-level palm technique that is prevalent in the Black Mountain area of ​​Sichuan. Learning it can improve one's palm skills to a certain extent.

5. Blood Returns to Dust (Mastery 51.2%)

The evil and forbidden technique created by the Yin-Yang Dao Grand Master of Fate allows one to consume the essence and blood of martial artists or exotic beasts, using it as fuel to greatly enhance combat power for a short period. However, after its use, one's physical strength will be exhausted for three days, rendering one unable to fight. It is truly a method of risking one's life!
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In an instant, a method for refining the spirit, six martial arts, and numerous other skills were presented to Han Qing, forming a wealth of information.

"It seems that Fang Yunhai is at the third level of the Body Dao Realm, but he will break through to the fourth level soon," Han Qingxin thought, and then chose the first martial art, the Nine Star Profound Light Technique.

(End of this chapter)