Headless Immortal

Chapter 52: Eradicating Evil
Sun Shen, who had originally intended to give chase, realized he couldn't fall for a diversionary tactic and didn't set off. Instead, he retreated to the side of the purple-bearded old man.

Zhu Xianzhen was well protected by the three martial artists who formed a protective triangle.

Although these three are not as good as Sun Shen, they are all masters who have cultivated true qi many years ago.

After the monster slaughtered the bandits, it left behind a mess. There were wounded yamen runners sobbing quietly, soldiers with broken arms who were pale with pain and almost fainted, and students who were still in shock, huddled together like quails hiding from disaster, not daring to move.

Zhu Xianzhen sighed, wrote a talisman with his left hand and made a hand seal with his right. The talisman and the hand seal merged together and turned into rising clouds that floated in the sky.

A crimson light shone brightly around him, and a blurry, large phantom appeared behind him, slowly spreading its wings and flapping them gently. The clouds in the sky suddenly expanded in the wind.

Tick.

A light drizzle began to fall from the sky.

The rain had just started falling.

The lacerated wounds slowly healed, and the severed limbs were reattached.

Apart from the yamen runners and soldiers who were completely beheaded, the rest recovered from their injuries in a short time, and even the panicked students were calmed down.

"The Bodhisattva has appeared!"

The crowd, utterly shocked, all knelt down.

"Nonsense! It is clear that a great Confucian scholar used his great magical powers to heal you all!" the academy's teacher rebuked angrily.

The academy teacher clasped his hands in a respectful bow and sincerely paid homage to Zhu Xianzhen.

Every great Confucian scholar is a treasure of the world.

He, a mere instructor at the academy, also knew a little about Confucian arts and techniques, but he was far inferior to the man before him.

Zhu Xianzhen lamented, "It's a pity I was traveling incognito, otherwise... no one would have lost their life."

He wore official robes underneath armor, and as the commander of the central army, he could suppress the chaos in the southeast. How could he be afraid of a few small bandits? In addition, with the protection of three Tiger Guards and Colonel Sun by his side, ordinary people could hardly get close to him.

The great demon attacked too quickly; the entire battle took very little time.

Strangely, the great monster naturally avoids people and only targets bandits.

Cheng Yan stared wide-eyed at everything that was happening before his eyes.

He had always believed that mastering true qi would make him a great master, but today's shock left him stunned.

Whether it was the divine rope that soared into the clouds, the martial arts that unleashed true energy amidst flying sand and stones, the overwhelming demon that suppressed everything, or the final rain of creation, all of them left him stunned.

Wow, the outside world is so amazing!

Close your eyes and silently visualize the form of the great demon.

His hair stood on end, and a chill ran up the back of his head, but he was not afraid.

Because he had already recognized the great demon's identity.

'How will Uncle make his move?'

A chilling killing intent appeared before my eyes.

The murderous intent and killing intent mixed together, which he suppressed deep within his heart.

Sun Shen suddenly sensed an unusual aura, glanced at Cheng Yan who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed in meditation, and muttered to himself, "What a wonderful opportunity!"

He was also a member of the Three Judicial Offices, but he was not the Demon Suppression Captain, but the Martial Might Captain who was specifically responsible for protecting high-ranking officials of the imperial court.

Although these high-ranking officials of the imperial court possessed all sorts of strange magical abilities and cultivated their minds to develop great magical power, many of them did not practice martial arts.

Furthermore, it can bolster morale, and the power to extend for miles around the soldiers means that if they are approached by a fierce warrior, they will likely be driven to the point of bloodshed in a fit of rage.

……

Lu Xun felt right at home once he entered the mountains and forests.

With his arms swinging in mid-air, his figure swiftly weaved through the giant trees.

Such freedom.

Whether it's a person or an animal, leaving a trace will leave a scent. Even with the advantages of nature, humans may not be able to distinguish it, but this is no problem for Lu Xun.

Wutong Mountain Lord wasn't good at these things, so he switched to Old Cat.

For a short while, pink mist condensed into thin threads that floated before my eyes.

The journey, with its stops and starts, didn't take much time.

Climb up Yalong Mountain and find the Hall of Gathering Righteousness.

The lights are bright.

The second-in-command was sitting in the main seat, holding a cloudy wine cup, but he couldn't taste anything. He even had no appetite for the pigs, cattle, and sheep on the table.

Accompanying him were the other leaders of the four pillars and eight beams. This time, the chief leader brought the cannon maker and the grain platform, as well as the strongest men from the eight beams, leaving behind the stack turner, the seedling housekeeper, the tongue-twisting man, and the scribe.

He, as the second-in-command, was supposed to go too, but the leader insisted that someone should stay behind to oversee things, so he left him behind while he led the elite troops to rob the hostages.

Buying a spot in an academy costs a hundred taels of silver, and for a family to redeem them, it would cost ten times that amount, five hundred or even a thousand taels.

That's a whole thousand taels of silver!

The leader is wary of him.

The second-in-command, Huang Fuxian, grabbed the half-undressed woman, took a big gulp of turbid wine, and his eyes gleamed. The wine was not very good, and the woman was not a good woman either.

If the best woman on the mountain is the one in the chief's house, and he was tempted by her while drunk, what if he hadn't just closed the gates?
"drink!"

dong dong.

The heavy footsteps sobered Huang Fuxian up a bit.

The bandits all thought that their leader had returned.

Unexpectedly, the person who stepped into the main hall of the Gathering Hall was a 'person' wearing half of a dark blue armor and a bronze mask.

Some sharp-eyed people had already recognized that the hairy man was wearing the leader's armor around his waist.

The "hairy man" went straight to the thick, long table, grabbed a leg of lamb, and started gnawing on it.

Blue fangs were spat out from the Thunder God's mouth.

With its gaping maw, it easily tore off large chunks of mutton, not even sparing the bones, crunching them down and swallowing them. Still not satisfied, it grabbed the wine jug and tilted its head back to drink.

The person in the nearest seedling house was completely stunned. A warm current rushed up his calves and flowed onto the ground, while a fishy and foul stench erupted beneath the bandit.

The 'devil' whose appetite had been disturbed waved his hand casually.

The head of the seedling house had disappeared, and the stiff corpse fell to one side.

This is not some hairy person at all.

It's clearly a monster!
"what!"

Those left behind were not particularly skilled in martial arts, and none of them thought of resisting; they all rushed to escape through the door.

The great monster stood at the door, and not even a fly could get out, let alone a living person.

Sui Er.

The brightly lit assembly hall was already filled with corpses lying in disarray.

Blood stained the wooden planks and seeped into the lower layers through the cracks.

Second-in-command Huang Fuxian was still sitting in the main seat. It wasn't that he was brave; rather, he was frozen in fear, unable to move. The trembling sound of the pole head was like a chilling note.

He stared intently at the dark blue armor on the great demon's body and asked, "Boss, what's wrong?"

Upon hearing this, the 'monster' glanced at the tattered armor at his waist.

With that one glance, the second-in-command understood completely.

Humans are easy to deal with, but monsters are not. Perhaps the leader encountered one on his way down the mountain...

The conjecture could not be continued.

Because his head was gone too.

Wu Tong Lu Xun didn't mind at all, and sat down to start eating and drinking heartily.

Remembering that Xiao Cheng and Hui Bao were still hungry, they also packed up the whole chicken and duck that the second-in-command hadn't touched.

The women who had been abducted by bandits huddled together in a ball.

Excitement and fear were intertwined, but fear outweighed excitement.

Lu Xun ignored him.

Once it's light, they can go wherever they want.

He has already killed all the bandits of Yalong Mountain and is now picking out the usable heads.

Unfortunately, those who were left behind were much weaker than the elite ones, and very few were reduced to ashes.

These bandits always robbed and spent everything they could, leaving them with very little gold, silver, or jewelry, as well as no unusual items or martial arts manuals.

Lu Xun didn't care for the meager sums, so he left them all to these humiliated women, at least they would have a chance to survive.

Wu Tonglu Xun stepped into the night without lingering.

(End of this chapter)