Gao Wu: Starting with playing the Flying Bat Ke Zhen'e

"Again! Again!"

Tang Luo, holding a crutch, his muscles bulging with blood, looked noticeably stronger than before, and he swung the iron crutch at Li Sheng with each swing.

The sonic booms were like thunderclaps, growing more and more rapid, and the metal emitted a series of clanging sounds. Tang Luo was even somewhat lost in the moment!

As his mindset changed, he inexplicably felt that this staff technique was becoming more and more suitable for him.

As the iron crutch in his hand rose and fell, his blood and qi surged continuously. Tang Luo sensed that his physical body seemed to be different from what he had imagined.

Previously, Tang Luo had likened the role model to an invisible armor, indicating that the power of the armor itself was actually separate from the power of the body.

It is precisely because of this that he was able to retain his sight even while being fitted with a blind man's template.

But now, he prefers to compare playing the role of a template to Gundam.

The difference between a Gundam and armor is that if armor is damaged, it will harm the pilot, but if a Gundam is broken, it will not harm the pilot.

All the power was channeled into Ke Zhen'e.

Therefore, this gives Tang Luo a huge advantage. As a pilot, he can use the power of [Ke Zhen'e] without any restrictions and without worrying about getting injured!

Forces are reciprocal, at least in their current, brutal stage.

The reason for taking a breath during combat is that the body needs a brief rest to alleviate the recoil force it experiences.

Only after alleviating these forces can one unleash even greater power in the next move.

But Tang Luo doesn't need to worry about any of that; all he needs to do is attack! Attack! Attack! Attack!

I didn't feel any recoil or air exchange, so there was none!

As the knife and staff continued to clash, the small courtyard was filled with loud, reverberating sounds, but at this moment, the reverberating sounds were becoming increasingly faint.

clang!

The sword and staff clashed once more. This time, Li Sheng's hands trembled, and he could no longer hold the long sword, which fell to the ground.

"Don't kill me! I'm working for the second son of Prince Duan! If you kill me, he won't let you get away with it!"

His rapid-fire words did not sway Tang Luo's mind, but he did take two steps away and did not come forward.

Seeing this, a glint of joy flashed in Li Sheng's eyes. He continued, "I have money, I have a lot of money. If you let me go, I'll give you a hundred, no, a thousand taels of silver..."

call out!call out!

Before he could finish speaking, two diamond-shaped darts pierced his eyes.

"Pah~, you idiot, you don't actually think I'm scared, do you?"

Tang Luo spat on Li Sheng's cheek, stood still, and instead of moving forward, he even took two steps back.

He immediately pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

He wasn't stupid. In his previous life, there were too many cases in novels where people rushed to pick up corpses only to be killed instead. He waited until the other person's heart completely stopped beating before he went.

After Li Sheng's heart stopped beating completely, Tang Luo looked up at the roof and said softly, "Come out."

Immediately, a figure descended from the eaves.

He wore a straw hat and a veil, revealing only about a third of his face, including his glasses.

Judging from the texture of her exposed skin, she is not very old.

A very simple 'sword', which looked like an iron bar, was tucked at his waist.

My heart isn't beating fast, about 32 to 34 beats per minute.

Their strength isn't particularly high.

But it gave Tang Luo a strange sense of threat.

"I'm not a bad person."

The voice was very young. Tang Luo listened and even felt that the voice was at most fifteen or sixteen years old, about the same age as the original owner of the body.

A child.

"What are you doing here?" Tang Luo held the iron crutch in one hand, but his other hand, hidden in his sleeve, was still tightly gripping the poison dart, not relaxing much.

He had little experience in the martial arts world; the novels from his previous life only taught him one thing: never underestimate anyone.

While Tang Luo was pondering, the child had already tucked the knife back into his waistband and began to explain, "I'm here to seek revenge."

He pointed to the unconscious little girl in Li Kui's arms:

"My name is Zhang He, which is similar to hers, except that my home is not in Dongling, but in Donghe."

Upon hearing this, a hint of confusion flashed in Tang Luo's eyes.

He believed Zhang He wasn't lying to him, because there was no need for it; he just didn't quite understand why Zhang He would tell him these things.

At this moment, Zhang He seemed to see through Tang Luo's thoughts: "You are a good person."

Is he a good person?

Tang Luo shook his head without answering. He simply put away the poisoned dart in his hand, then walked to the side and picked up the girl that Li Kui was holding.

"This isn't the place to talk. If nothing unexpected happens, someone will be here soon."

"I'm going to tidy this place up a bit to avoid leaving any traces. You can go now." Tang Luo said, then got up and took out a bag of incense from his pocket, the most common kind with the strongest scent, and spread it around to cover up the smell.

After spreading the sack, he took the sack that was originally meant for the girl from Chen Kui's body and put the two corpses of Chen Kui and Li Sheng inside.

Turning around, I saw Zhang He again; he hadn't left yet.

"Aren't you leaving yet?" Tang Luo asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Nowhere to go."

"Alright, let's destroy the evidence first. If we don't leave now, those fishermen will get up." Tang Luo left one of the bags containing the corpses, then placed the girl in his other hand and sped off towards Qingjiang.

…………

Prince Duan's Mansion, Jingcui Garden.

By the reflection of the moonlight, one could see figures frequently coming and going, most of whom were carrying young children who had not yet grown up.

At the gate, Zhao Chen, the commander of the guards of the Prince's Mansion, untied the hemp ropes from the girls and then tied them up again. He took the opportunity to check each of them carefully, making sure they would not harm the young master.

As time went on, fewer and fewer guards returned with people, and Zhao Chen's expression grew increasingly grim.

Even now, two of the guards he took in have not returned, one of whom was even his trusted deputy, Li Sheng.

Something must have happened.

Perhaps it was a righteous cultivator who saw injustice, or perhaps that family had some kind of background.

but......

Zhao Chen glanced at the pale and gloomy-faced man in the garden, but dared not speak.

It's a small matter that the person hasn't returned, but if it disrupts the Second Young Master's refined enjoyment, then that would be a much bigger problem.

No one knows the Second Young Master's methods better than him.

At this moment, Qin He, inside the garden, licked his lips, gazing at the rows of 'radishes' neatly bound to the spot in front of him, and revealed a uniquely pleasant smile.

Most of the 'Luo Bu's' eyes were lifeless, and even the few that did reveal an unspeakable despair, as they sobbed softly.

And he enjoyed it all.

He walked past rows of radishes, reaching out his hand each time. Immediately, the sound of things falling echoed through the garden, and behind him, skeletons collapsed with a crash.

Halfway through swallowing, Qin He suddenly withdrew his finger in front of someone, waved his hand somewhat listlessly, and sighed, "At such a young age, he has already lost his virginity; he must be indulging in debauchery..." Qin He pondered for a moment, then pointed to the guard on his left and said, "The Mountain Lord hasn't eaten his supper yet, has he? Go and bring the Mountain Lord over here to reward it."

"Here you go~"

The guard nodded, and soon after, an enormous tiger, nearly ten feet tall, walked into the courtyard from outside.

Looking at the tiger in front of it, the 'Radish' seemed to want to cry for help, but it couldn't make a sound. In the end, it turned into the tiger's night food. The tiger's four canine teeth revealed a crimson color under the moonlight.

At this moment, Qin He finally finished dealing with everything in front of him, and his complexion finally became rosy. Even his black hair became more flowing and smooth.

He then turned around and looked at the shadow beside him.

"Miss Silver Moon, you never told me before that 'The Yin Spirit Rejuvenation Demon' has such a flaw."

When I take action this time, I will definitely leave behind many clues.

This is all thanks to your "Cult of the Underworld".

From the shadows, a slender, graceful figure, whose face was obscured, suddenly appeared.

She didn't answer Qin He's question, but instead asked, "Second Young Master, how long have you been practicing the Yin Spirit Rejuvenating Demon Technique?"

"It's been almost two years now," Qin He said, somewhat puzzled.

"In order to cultivate his potential, the eldest young master chose the technique 'Armored Sainthood'. He trained diligently in the coldest and hottest winters and the hottest summers, practicing every day without stopping. He also had to restrain himself. For more than 30 years, he had no time to spare. At present, he is only at the Spirit Seed Realm, and he is still one step away from the Innate Realm."

The second young master has been practicing this method for less than two years, and his spiritual seed has already reached perfection. He is only half a step away from entering the innate realm and completely transcending his mortal body.

A few imperfections are to be expected, aren't they?

There's no such thing as a free lunch.

"You don't need to boast and brag. Although I have only practiced this method for two years, the resources I have used are no less than those of my elder brother. It is only natural that it has such an effect."

But you must make amends for what has happened.

Qin He shook his head, completely ignoring Yin Yue's words. A transaction is a transaction, and each matter should be handled separately.

The Yin Spirit Rejuvenation Technique is indeed an unparalleled and wonderful method, but the price is also exceptionally high. At the entry stage, it requires the blood essence of ten virgins, and the more one cultivates, the more is needed. Only after achieving the Innate Realm, condensing the Earthly Fiends, and transforming them into "Yin Demon Qi" can the cost be slightly alleviated.

He believed it was a fair deal.

However, the fact that he is only one step away from the Innate Realm, yet needs the blood essence of dozens of virgins to maintain the vitality of his spiritual seed, was not explained to him by Silver Moon, which was obviously intentional.

This forced him to send his guards, Huan, to personally abduct civilians from the outer city. Even though those people were born servants, the disappearance of so many overnight would arouse suspicion.

He will inevitably be found out, but thanks to the image he created beforehand, his problems won't be too serious.

This was a warning; the Underworld Cult was somewhat dissatisfied with him.

But he still needs to demonstrate the proper attitude.