Immortal Martial Arts Son-in-Law: Having Too Many Wives Isn't My Fault

Zhang Hu turned his head to the side, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

Chen Hao didn't reply, but simply tightened his grip on the reins.

He knew full well that this trip was not just for sightseeing.

The terrain of Heihe Mountain is treacherous, so we must be careful in everything we do.

Soon, the entire Su family procession filed out of Miqiao District, the sound of horses' hooves echoing through the air.

The once smooth road has disappeared, replaced by a mountain path.

The road surface has been in disrepair for many years, and potholes are everywhere.

The muddy water that accumulated after the rain was murky and black, emitting a musty smell that had accumulated over the years.

"Everyone, pay attention! Keep your eyes peeled!"

Zhang Hu reined in his horse and pointed to a huge mud pit ahead, shouting.

"Avoid these deep pits! Evil cultivators in chaotic times are the most insidious. They often bury poisonous thorns and set traps in the mud. If we are not careful, we will all perish here."

Upon hearing this, Chen Hao cautiously looked towards the deep mountains and dense forests.

He carried the water-fire stick, which was as thick as a duck egg. Its weight gave him a sense of security.

Occasionally, a group of people might run into a few homeless people.

Those people were all dressed in rags and looked terrified. When they saw Chen Hao and his group riding spirit horses and outnumbering him, they fled into the wasteland by the roadside like frightened birds.

A young nurse wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Boss, that 'Black Armed Ape King' Senior Su is very famous for his Great Sage Armor Technique. He made his fortune as a heretic in his early years. Now his cultivation is not far from the Foundation Establishment stage. He is definitely the tyrant of Black River Mountain."

"The evil cultivators nearby, out of respect for Grandpa, probably won't intercept us, right?"

Zhang Hu sighed.

"Heroes emerge in the cultivation world, and countless people dream of getting rich through unorthodox cultivation methods."

"These people have real skills, act ruthlessly, and don't care about any code of honor. Who knows what they're thinking?"

Chen Hao followed them, listening silently without saying a word.

Fortunately, no one encountered any danger, and they were safe for several days.

At dusk, the setting sun on the horizon was like blood.

The group slowly moved to the Heihe Mountain area, which was still two days' journey from where Senior Su was.

"There's a village ahead where we can rest for the night and get some water."

Zhang Hu suggested.

Chen Hao nodded in agreement. After several days of long journeys, many of the guards had reached their limits.

Just as the group approached within a hundred meters of the village entrance, Chen Hao's nostrils suddenly flared violently twice.

In the slightly damp evening breeze, a strange smell was quietly spreading.

"Stop!"

...

Everyone was taken aback, and Zhang Hu also reined in his horse and turned around.

"What's wrong?"

"Something doesn't taste right."

Chen Hao frowned and gripped the Water and Fire Cudgel tightly.

"It has a rotten smell, mixed with a strong stench of blood."

His reminder made everyone hold their breath.

Upon smelling it, many people's faces turned pale instantly.

Zhang Hu, being experienced, stood guard in front of the carriage, his eyes scanning the surrounding dark bushes warily.

"Look!"

The group slowly moved to the village entrance, and the scene before them was as shocking as if struck by lightning.

The dirt road was covered with dried, dark red bloodstains and was extremely muddy.

The haystacks on both sides were littered with the corpses of more than a dozen villagers.

The flesh was mangled and bloody, as if it had been ripped open with a sharp blade; it was a gruesome sight.

"Let's go! Something's wrong, let's turn back immediately!"

Zhang Hu exclaimed in surprise.

Just as everyone was about to turn around, a clear sword cry suddenly broke the silence.

"Bang!"

A wisp of sword energy grazed Zhang Hu's temple, lifting a strand of hair, before disappearing into the withered tree behind him, scattering fine wood chips.

Immediately afterwards, dull but orderly footsteps came from all directions.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Dozens of people suddenly emerged from the deep forest on both sides.

These men all had sinister faces and moved in perfect unison, instantly sealing off all of the group's escape routes.

Chen Li steadied his horse, holding the Water and Fire Cudgel, and quietly activated his Iron Rhinoceros Skill, causing his blood and qi to surge within his body.

But he gripped the iron rod tightly, not daring to make the slightest movement.

He understood that no matter how skilled he was, he was no match for so many people.

Moreover, these people were clearly prepared.

"Don't move, don't move! The Su family of Qingzhu Mountain is here. If you're from somewhere, please step forward and speak."

"The Su family of Qingzhu Mountain? That's the family we're robbing."

Just then.

A series of unhurried footsteps echoed from deep within the woods.

The crowd naturally parted to make way.

A moment later, a middle-aged man emerged from the twilight. He was extremely tall, but his arms were unusually long. Although he did not make any movements, a strong sense of murderous intent emanated from him.

"Qi Refining is complete, no, it's even only one step away from Foundation Establishment."

Zhang Hu's expression changed.

"Sir, we don't know when we offended you gentlemen. We hope you will give us a way out for the sake of the Su family."

The middle-aged man raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at Zhang Hu, and said nothing.

Chen Li felt a chill run down his spine as the power of the Iron Rhinoceros Skill seeped into his limbs inch by inch.

He stared at the dozens of people, silently calculating every possible escape route in his mind.

No.

Not a single one.

The other side was clearly well-prepared to trap them.

Just as things were at a standstill, another person emerged from the shadows at the village entrance.

Chen Li glanced to the side and saw an extremely handsome face.

The young man was about twenty years old, with handsome features, and dressed in a blue robe.

His clothes were clean and his demeanor was elegant. If he were placed anywhere else, no one would doubt that he was a young master from a wealthy family out for a spring outing.

But he was dragging something on the ground with his right hand. It was half a human corpse.

The lower half of a villager's body was covered in coarse cloth, with one tattered cloth shoe on his foot and the other missing.

The young man simply dragged the half-corpse over, as if he were just casually carrying a lantern, looking completely at ease.

"Please do not panic."

"I am leading my troops to hunt down a rampaging demon. These poor villagers were all harmed by that beast. In order to prevent the demon from escaping, my men acted rather rudely, which has disturbed your enjoyment. It is my fault for being impolite."

Chen Li's eyes turned icy cold in an instant.

Demons are harming people?

He glanced down and saw that the wounds on the villagers' corpses lying in the haystacks were scorched, clearly marks from talismans or sword light.

Moreover, the blockade by these people was extremely well-organized, so this was not exterminating demons, but clearly a hunt.

Zhang Hu clearly noticed the problem as well. His eyelids twitched wildly, and he secretly made a "retreat" gesture to Chen Li with his hand behind his back.

These spoiled scions of aristocratic families treat human life as worthless and are extremely capricious.

If it really came down to a fight, none of them would be a match for the other side.

However, before they could find a way out, the handsome young man suddenly spoke again.

"Hunting by ourselves is no fun. Why don't you all join in this 'hunt'?"

"Hunting what?"