Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

Evening, at the front gate of the Shen residence.

The torches illuminated half the street in a bright red glow, and fifty or sixty people crowded at the entrance, pounding their fists on the door with a loud thud.

"Hand over the secret medicine!"

"Give us back our cultivation technique! Shen Ze, get out here!"

The shouts rose in waves, one after another.

Inside the mansion, Shen Ze's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Han San lay on the guard's back, the blood on his legs had congealed into a layer of black scabs, his face was as white as paper, and his mouth was still busy.

"These peasants have gone too far! When I get back to the county seat, I'll have my father lead the troops to arrest them all. I'm going to castrate them all!"

He Er glanced at Han San and burst out laughing.

"Old Han, can your manhood be put back in? We've obtained so many secret medicines, and there are so many beautiful girls waiting for us to enjoy."

Shen Ze also chuckled.

"Don't laugh at him, he's probably going to be childless."

Han San was about to retaliate when a wave of pain struck, leaving him only able to scream in agony.

Shen Ze turned to He Er and said something.

"The front door is blocked, so we have to go through the back door. Let's go now."

The servants had already divided the secret medicinal wine into portions, stuffing several bottles into each of their arms. One of the guards went to the back door, opened it a crack, and peeked out; the alley was deserted.

With a wave of his hand, the group of people crouched down and filed out.

Han San was being carried on the guard's back. Every time his steps faltered, he would gasp in pain, his teeth grinding together, but he managed not to utter a sound.

Just as they stepped out of the alley, several whooshing sounds came from the darkness, shooting straight towards Shen Ze and He Er's crotches.

Two True Transformation Realm guards strode up to the two men. One used his inner strength to swat away the dart with his palm, while the other stared at the rooftops on both sides, his whole body tense.

"Who is it?! Get your ass out here!"

Shen Ze roared into the darkness.

He covered his penis tightly with both hands, and a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.

He looked down at his hands, let out a long breath, his breath trembling.

"Thank goodness... thank goodness I didn't get it. I almost ended up like Han San."

He Er also covered his groin, his face even paler than before. He didn't say anything, but pressed his hand tightly against it again.

Han San, perched on the guard's back, looked at the two men's pathetic state and forced a smile onto his pale face, a smile that looked worse than crying.

"Those people are specifically targeting our manhood. Neither of you will escape. Just wait to be childless like me. Hahahaha..."

Shen Ze glared at him fiercely.

"Shut up."

When a guard was about to chase after the assassin, Shen Ze quickly stopped him.

"What are you chasing me for! Come back here and protect me! Nobody is allowed to stray more than three steps from me!"

He glanced around at the dark, gloomy rooftop and felt a chill run down his spine.

An unseen opponent, specifically targeting his groin area—it's terrifying.

He glanced down at his crotch again, gritting his teeth and cursing.

"Twice now, both times they've come to this place! Which bastard did this? If I find out, I'll skin him alive a thousand times over!"

Han San, somewhat erratic, spoke again.

"You're next, and you too, He Lao Er, you'll both end up like me. Hahahaha..."

Shen Ze suddenly turned around and glared at him.

Soon, the guards brought over a horse, and Shen Ze mounted it, with He Er following closely behind.

Han San was helped to lie on the horse's back, his face contorted in pain.

Shen Ze flicked his whip.

"Let's go! Everyone mount your horses, take the official road, and rush back to the county seat tonight!"

The sound of horses' hooves shattered the night as the group charged forward with all their might.

They hadn't run far when they heard shouts from behind.

The men from the front gate caught up, their torches forming a long line, and shouts of battle drifted on the wind.

The guard running at the front suddenly shouted.

"Young master! The assassin is still following us!"

Shen Ze turned his head sharply and saw a dark figure darting back and forth among the treetops in the woods beside the official road. The figure's movements were frighteningly fast, indicating that it was at least at the late stage of the Qi Control Realm.

"call out!"

A dart flew straight at Shen Ze's groin.

The guard swung his sword, sparks flew, and the dart broke in two.

Immediately following the second one, another guard raised his hand and swatted it away.

The third, the fourth... each dart aimed straight for their groin.

Shen Ze's hand never left his crotch; his knuckles were clenched white.

He Er rode alongside, his voice squeezed out through clenched teeth.

"Four times now. These assassins are specifically targeting our genitals. Which bastard hired them?"

Shen Ze remained silent, the torchlight casting flickering light on his face.

The fifth one was struck down.

The sixth bullet grazed He Er's waistband, tearing a hole in the fabric with a "rip".

He Er froze, his hands instantly clenching.

The seventh dart flew straight between the two men. The two guards simultaneously turned to block it, shifting their formation by half an inch. The dart grazed Shen Ze's trouser leg as it flew past, a cool breeze sweeping across the skin at the base of his thigh.

Shen Ze's hands began to tremble as he roared at the darkness.

"You bastard, if you're so capable, come out and kill me directly. What kind of skill is it to resort to sneak attacks?"

In the woods some distance along the official road, Chen Mo stood on a tree branch, holding a few cool, shattered pebbles he had picked up from the roadside.

His throwing technique was so refined that the stones seemed to grow out of his hands.

He watched as the assassin made seven attempts, each time blocked by the guards. These assassins were unreliable; it seemed he would have to take matters into his own hands.

The best time will be when the assassin makes his eighth move.

He clenched the pebble in his palm and held his breath.

On the official road, the assassin's eighth dart arrived as scheduled.

This time, the dart aimed straight for He Er's groin, both fast and accurate.

The two guards attacked simultaneously; with a flash of their blades, the dart was cleaved in two, the fragments flying to either side.

Everyone's eyes followed the dart for that brief half-second.

"laugh!"

A sharp, piercing sound rang out.

The True Transformation Realm guard turned his head sharply, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints. He tried to raise his hand to stop him, but it was too late.

"puff!"

A dull thud followed by the cracking sound of bones breaking.

The stone went into He Er's crotch and then straight through the horse's spine.

Blood gushed out instantly, splattering everywhere.

He Er let out a scream, his whole body curled up like a shrimp, rolled off the horse, and fell to the ground, curling up into a ball. He clutched his groin tightly with both hands, blood gushing out from between his fingers, no matter how hard he tried to stop it.

The horse let out a mournful whinny, its front legs buckled, and it collapsed to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust. It thrashed its legs twice and then lay still.

The guards immediately surrounded He Er, holding up their shields.

He Er lay on the ground, his face contorted in pain, his screams echoing far into the darkness.

Han San lay on the horse's back, stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

He laughed so hard his whole body trembled. The horse jolted, tearing at his wound and causing excruciating pain, but he didn't care. He laughed louder and louder until tears streamed down his face.

"Hahaha, He Lao Er! He Lao Er! You've finally met your match!"

He laughed so hard he coughed, and blood seeped from his crotch again, but he didn't care at all. He turned to stare at Shen Ze, his voice filled with a crazy sense of pleasure.

"I told you! They're after the three of us! None of us will escape! Shen Ze, you're next!"

Shen Ze's hair stood on end instantly.

He stared at He Er, who was rolling on the ground screaming in pain, and then at Han San, who was laughing hysterically. His throat felt like it was blocked by a stone. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

He yanked the reins sharply, pushing the horse into the group of guards.

"Surround them! Quickly! Surround me completely! Everyone form a circle! Don't leave any gaps!"