Headless Immortal

Chapter 120 Mountain Lord Fights Ghosts
monster.

A great monster that can speak human language!
All eyes turned to Juan, the monkey trainer, their expressions a complex mix of emotions: surprise, confusion, panic… even a chilling fear. It was impossible to discern exactly how many emotions were swirling within them; their well-coordinated and strategically positioned encirclement had suddenly developed a gap.

When did the monkey trainer manage to pull off such a powerful monster? How come even his acquaintances didn't know?

The secrecy was handled exceptionally well.

But did the monkey trainers target the wrong people? They should have been dealing with Gao Qingzhi and Song Zhan, not their own people.

They preferred to believe that the monster was brought by Juan rather than that it was disguised as Song Zhan.

That's not just a matter of being able to speak human language; it's that they've encountered the legendary Demon King in human form. Not to mention them, even the Left and Right Envoys of the Holy Sect probably wouldn't dare to face him.

In the past, when the Dragon King of Poyang fought with the Demon King in human form, almost the entire southwest was submerged in water, a flood that stretched for thousands of miles.

Of course, these are all legends told by the elders in the Holy Church, and their authenticity is unknown, but they are already enough to shock people.

Juan complained bitterly.

Why are they all looking at themselves?

This monster was clearly brought by Gao Qingzhi.

The monkey trainer took the initiative, shouting, "Gao Qingzhi, you actually colluded with a monster! Aren't you afraid of being punished by the local authorities?!"

Gao Qingzhi had many injuries.

Just now, when the five people and the monkey attacked, it was he who created the opportunity for Lu Xun to kill the Iron-Faced Scholar. Otherwise, even if Lu Xun had regained his demon form and attacked in the form of the Five Gods, he might have been able to kill one person in an instant, but he would still have to suffer attacks from the other four people and the monkey, and he would definitely have been seriously injured.

The same applies to him. He actually has a method that can kill someone instantly, but he also needs a helper to help him parry other people's killing moves.

Upon hearing this, the captain sneered: "Go ahead and complain to King Yama."

The sword and saber suddenly merged into one, becoming a strange blade. The long handle and the thickness of a bowl were joined together to form a cylinder. Gao Qingzhi, who was over seven feet tall, swung the heavy blade in his hand and slashed straight at the monkey trainer.

Keng.

The cleaver ghost appeared out of nowhere, intending to behead the captain as he was killing the monkey trainer. The captain, however, dragged and pulled at the cleaver with his strange blade.

thump.

The two heavily armed forces collided, creating an invisible shockwave that shimmered with a white light, as if the clash of swords had materialized into reality.

"kill!"

The wielding demon hissed out hot air, its entire body instantly becoming as thin as a dried-up skeleton, as if forged from refined iron into black bones. With a swift movement of its arm, it unleashed a series of strangling attacks using Guanzhong sword techniques.

However, that strange blade, combining sword and blade, resembled a fierce tiger, its left claw raised and its right tail lashing out, as if the two cast iron weapons were tearing at each other.

The collision and the fierce battle were like two ferocious beasts risking their lives.

boom.

Once again, the wielding demon's body suddenly retreated, but Gao Qingzhi advanced instead, pressing down with the strange blade in his hand.

At this moment, the monkey trainer directed the large black macaque to jump down from above and aim directly at the captain's head. The eight-foot-tall man-eating bear also moved, its spiked club blocking the captain's left and right movements.

……

Feng Qiniang was forced to defend herself against a white-haired monster dressed in a dark blue skirt.

The monster's fists were terrifyingly heavy, and its monstrous strength was hard to resist. Even more frightening was its exquisite fist technique, which was like two flying shuttles. Even though she was wielding twin swords, she was completely caught in its grip.

Defeat is only a matter of time.

Fortunately, the combined attack of the three men and the monkey would surely severely injure Gao Qingzhi, and she only needed to hold on for a few more breaths.

She chanted incantations, and black, snake-like patterns crawled all over her body. Her twin swords became the tongues of a python, slashing towards the white ape monster. A layer of pale golden phantom appeared as they collided.

Lu Xun flipped his hand and grabbed Feng Qiniang's wrist, then unleashed a heavy punch as big as a sandbag.

puff!
Feng Qiniang originally intended to withstand the punch with her heavy armor talisman and rely on her Holy Sect Dharma Body to entangle the white ape. Unexpectedly, a water-elemental cone pierced her abdomen under the force of the punch. Her body stiffened instantly, and the knife in her hand lost its power to move forward. Then, a snow-haired hand covered her face.

The hand was so large that it instantly enveloped her face, and a feeling of suffocation washed over her. Her eyes, peeking out from between the fingers, were filled with terror. Even the ruthless, murderous madwoman of the branch headquarters felt fear; in her dying moments, even uttering a mournful cry was a luxury.

The rough, hairy claws merged together.

Boom.

Like twisting a cucumber.

The owner of the large hand decisively twisted off the woman's head.

……

Playing in the water!

A python of wine leaped up from the ground and lunged at the Miao barbarian who was swinging his club, forcing the Miao barbarian to turn around.

thump.

The resounding echo was like a great bell.

Water rocket.

A white light shot out from the ape demon's mouth, heading straight for the black macaque on the roof beam.

Snapped.

The monkey that jumped down fell to the side as if it had been hit by an arrow, rolling two zhang away and messing up the tables, chairs and benches.

Gao Qingzhi seized the opportunity, and the strange blades that had been combined into one suddenly separated. The waist knives clashed, and the longsword pierced through the ribs of the knife-wielding ghost.

The wielding demon coughed up a mouthful of blood, turned his blade around, and bit at Gao Qingzhi's head.

Incredibly, his body, which was as tough as a dried-up corpse, still possessed such strength after suffering such severe injuries, but his movements were frozen in mid-air and he made no further progress.

Because his neck was empty, the spurting blood shot straight up to the wooden dome of the inn.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye; the moves may have been complex, but they were all completed in just two or three breaths.

Wutong Mountain Lord was practically enjoying himself, using both hands and feet to suddenly leap up from the long table and rush to the front of the Miao barbarian who was over eight feet tall.

Just watch him quietly.

Miao Man was indeed afraid, but this only fueled his ferocity and rage. He gripped his spiked club tightly, looked down at the monster, and squeezed out the words through his teeth: "I've always wanted to play with that woman, but you killed her. It doesn't matter. I'll go play with her after I kill you."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body was completely covered in pale gold and bright silver, cast into a bronze statue.

Upon closer inspection, the color resembled the oil floating in a sewer. Though vibrant, it was nauseating and repulsive, as if what lay before one was an untouchable filth.

Wu Tonglu Xun's golden demonic eyes stared at the man-eating bear. The swordsman was strong, but he was held back by Gao Qingzhi and could not use his strength. The scholar was not weak but was ambushed by him. The woman... was just so-so. Only the aura emanating from this eight-foot-tall bronze fat man surprised him. He roared hoarsely, "I hope you can last a little longer."

Deng Youfu shouted loudly, "Be careful, he's Gao Ligui!"

"die!"

Miao Man's speed was no longer as slow as before. His hundreds-of-pounds-weight spiked club seemed like a child's toy, smashing and slamming it like a windmill. With each strike, tables and chairs in front of him were slammed against the wall and smashed to pieces. Suddenly, he changed his move and slashed at the waist, a strike he knew even monsters couldn't dodge.

Wu Tonglu Xun bent over with his "Iron Bridge" stance, his whole body seemed to break in two, and he suddenly sprang up from the ground, his fists heading straight for the Miao barbarian's central gate.

Boom!
A hammer strikes a bronze bell.

boom.

Using the momentum, he flipped over and kicked out with both feet. Miao Man was kicked back five or six steps, barely managing to stop his massive body.

Collapse of mountains.

The punch first produced the sound of striking a bronze bell, followed by the terrifying sound of flesh and bone shattering.

Miao Man was knocked down by the punch, but his body stopped in mid-air before he could fall completely. It turned out that the monster's big hand had grabbed the few hairs on his head. The red-faced, green-toothed monster punched his basin-sized face, making it look like a dye shop had been opened.

"it is good!"

Miao Man cried out in pain as blood flowed into his mouth, but his bulging eyes still showed excitement as he shouted "Good!" He had long wanted to taste what his own flesh tasted like, and now he was drinking his own blood.

boom.

Another iron fist landed, and the bulging head deflated instantly, teeth flew out, and the cheers weakened considerably.

Wu Tong Lu Xun grabbed the man-eating bear's head, his iron fists like relentless pile drivers, each punch accompanied by a terrifying crushing sound, bones tearing apart, blood and flesh splattering, dyeing the monster's snow-white silver monkey fur red. Then the monster slowly got up and tore off its unrecognizable head.

Blood trickled from his fists, his demonic eyes were cold and menacing, and he stood horizontally like a monkey trainer.

"what!"

The monkey trainer let out a strange cry, his clear eyes instantly replaced by turbidity and madness, and green light appeared in his mouth. He was clearly terrified and scrambled to the door.

The captain caught up in a few strides and sent the monkey trainer away with a single sword stroke.

The atmosphere solidified.

There was silence.

Little Bean collapsed to the ground, oblivious to the warmth in his crotch. The pungent smell of blood made him vomit up everything he had just eaten.

If there is anything most bitter in this world, it is obviously fate. The apprentice of the Ministry of Justice in the capital was suddenly sent to Jiujiang and had to go to Zhang County, which was suffering from a fever. Unexpectedly, his master suddenly fell seriously ill halfway. After finally accepting a new master, he did not expect that he was a great demon in disguise.

Deng Youfu dared not act rashly. Even a Gaoli Ghost created by a secret technique was killed by the monster in a few punches and kicks. He was just a car mechanic, and all his skills were in raising horses, repairing cars, and speeding up. With his small body, he would have to think twice before encountering an ordinary bandit. How could he be a match for the monster?

So they turned their expectant gaze toward Captain Gao.

The great demon broke the silence first. Instead of attacking the two, he tapped the heads on the ground, then moved the corpses together, rubbed them between his fingers, and sparks flew.

Gao Qingzhi quickly stopped him: "What are you doing?"

"set fire."

“We can’t set it on fire; at least this inn can serve as a refuge for refugees on their journey.”

Lu asked, "What should we do with the body?"

"Move it out and burn it."

"Old Deng, come and help."

"Ah, oh, okay."

Deng Youfu seemed to wake from a dream and began to diligently move the corpses.

Most of them were headless. The five White Lotus Sect members were headless and covered in blood. The bandits and robbers who gathered later were mostly whole. He didn't know what he was doing, but having a job made him feel at ease.

Wu Tong Lu Xun strode towards the kitchen. Dark red blood mixed with mud. Lu Xun, who had lifted the curtain, stopped and stood there blankly, his demonic eyes slightly widening.

In the side room, iron hooks hung with dried, bloodied meat; human torsos and limbs hung like dangling bells, still and unmoving, lifeless and suspended there. Half of the bluestone slab was hollowed out, blood mingling with water flowing onto the ground, emitting a foul stench due to the sweltering heat. The great demon held his breath, glancing at a nearby vat of vegetables, its contents—heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and offal—bubbling and gurgling.

Gao Qingzhi approached and sighed deeply.

The monster muttered under his breath, "What a damn damn world!"

After moving everything out, Deng Youfu moved everything inside, as if he were used to it, until not a single piece of meat was left.

Playing in the water!

Wu Tonglu Xun directed the water python to swim three times before the blood on the inn was washed away.

It was getting late, and they would have to stay there for the night.

Even cats and dogs shouldn't be soaked in stinky ditches, so even though it would consume some of his strength and magic, Lu Xun had no intention of doing so.

I also rinsed the little bean, as it was uncomfortable to have poop and pee all over my body.

Unable to eat meat and alcohol, they ended up just eating dry rations for dinner.

Instead of staying in the upstairs rooms, the group put the table and benches together and made a makeshift bed on the floor with their bedding.

Lu Xun, now with the executioner's head back, lay on the bed, gazing at the inn's dome. A thought struck him, and he asked, "What is a Gao Li Ghost?"

Deng Youfu said, "Gao Li Gui is a type of strongman in the White Lotus Sect. It is said that it takes several years of special elixirs and secret techniques to successfully train them. Those who are trained are incredibly strong, with skin of copper and bones of iron, and they also have the ability to walk on water and swim underwater. It is said that the White Lotus Sect received the revelation and inheritance from the 'Empress of Heaven'."

Gao Qingzhi was somewhat surprised: "Old Deng, you actually know these things?"

Old Deng chuckled: "Hey, Lord Gao, I'm not exactly a newbie in the martial world either. I know a little about all those sects, academies, schools, and gangs... Back in Haimen, I personally witnessed the imperial experts besieging the leader of the White Lotus Sect. I heard about it from the old man afterward."

Gao Qingzhi sneered, "What 'Empress of Heaven' revelation? They're really good at patting themselves on the back. The Green Gang even claims to have the Heavenly Venerable's approval. Let's see if the Taoist sect pays any attention to them. The Taoist sect doesn't even like the Lushan Sect."

Lu Xun asked in surprise, "Does the Daoist sect dislike the Lushan Sect?"

Old Deng also opened up, saying, "Definitely. The Lushan Sect originated from witchcraft and ghost arts. Although they worship the Jade Emperor, their magic is half witchcraft and half Taoism. How could the Taoist sect possibly welcome the Lushan Sect? I heard that the Lushan Sect is currently expanding its territory and preparing to establish a major sect."

Where will it be located?

"I guess it's Mount Lu."

Old Deng then began to talk about the relationship between the White Lotus Sect, the Green Gang, and the Hongmen, going on and on about all sorts of people from all walks of life...

While listening, Lu Xun also immersed his mind in the strange space to examine the newly acquired head.

……

Zhang County.

County government.

Bright lights.

Coughs and weak groans filled the air, and painful sobs were suppressed, leaving only low, heartbreaking cries.

Masked constables carried buckets and distributed meals to the patients one by one, moving between the back hall and the front hall of the yamen. The county magistrate, meanwhile, took the patients' pulses, controlled their conditions with medicine, and supplemented their health with righteous qi.

The head constable clasped his hands in a salute, lowering his voice so as not to disturb the people: "Sir, you haven't slept for two days and one night. Please take a rest."

The masked magistrate raised his hand to stop the constable from continuing his story, and said calmly, "It's alright, I can still manage."

The clerk accompanying the magistrate sighed deeply and said with pity, "Sir, why are you enduring this?"

"They've summoned doctors to prescribe medicine and even moved the back room of the county government office out for protection, but the executioners from the capital are arriving in the next day or two."

"Let's go."

"You can still walk."

The county magistrate waved his hand: "The imperial court has its own laws. If I fail to perform my duties, the only consequence will be the beheading of Niu Xiaoting."

"Where does my departure leave the law and order of the court? I only hope that my head will make the governor and all the officials understand that the drought is not a problem that can be solved by the death of a county magistrate."

(End of this chapter)