12: Running away~ (2.0)

"You?"

"You actually claim to be human?"

"Hahahahaha!"

Knowing that he wouldn't live, Cool Daoist burst into laughter, as if he had heard something incredibly amusing.

"You and I are of the same kind; you'll be just like me sooner or later!"

"So much nonsense." Chen Heng didn't take Cool Daoist's words seriously at all.

If he wasn't human, what else could he be?

"Just die already; looking at you makes me sick."

Gripping Cool Daoist's neck with one hand, Chen Heng lifted him directly.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, Cool Daoist's mouth opened wide, and a puff of green mist sprayed onto Chen Heng's face.

"Hahaha, you've been poisoned by my Corpse Poison; you don't have many days left to live!"

Chen Heng didn't say another word to him, directly plunging his heavy saber into Cool Daoist's lower abdomen.

He disemboweled him from bottom to top, spilling his intestines all over the ground.

"Hehehe, we're all the same..." Cool Daoist's eyes gradually dimmed, and he slowly lost all Life Qi.

Out of caution, Chen Heng chopped Cool Daoist into eighteen pieces and threw them into the stove pit.

Flames consumed Cool Daoist's remains, and Chen Heng sat in front of the stove pit, watching the pieces turn to ash.

Who knew if this evil old Daoist would revive? It was safer to just burn him to ashes.

"It should be resolved, right?" Chen Heng scratched his head, feeling much more relaxed.

He hadn't had a moment's peace since the day of his Transmigration.

First, his body was stabbed, and then he was targeted by Cool Daoist.

It felt like a sharp saber was suspended over his head, ready to take his life at any moment.

But now it was fine; he could finally rest.

"Oh, right, and that woman."

Chen Heng suddenly remembered the culprit behind all this, Xu Qingyan.

Getting up, he went to the previous courtyard and immediately saw several glittering objects on the ground.

"What is this?" Chen Heng bent down to pick up the objects, examining them carefully under the moonlight.

"Judging by their location, it seems they were left behind after the Purple Zombie and White Zombie died?"

"Never mind, let's get to the main business." After collecting the glittering objects, Chen Heng turned to look at the guest room, which was now a ruin.

Xu Qingyan was pinned under a roof beam, her face covered in blood.

Her originally seductive face was now disfigured.

"You slut, you actually thought you could harm me with this little skill?" Chen Heng sneered, forcibly pulling Xu Qingyan out from under the roof beam.

The intense pain stimulated Xu Qingyan's nerves, causing her to wake up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Chen Heng, who looked like a demon, in front of her.

"Ah, ah!" Xu Qingyan flailed her arms, trying to break free from Chen Heng's grip.

"Spare me, I was wrong!!"

"Does being wrong make a difference?" Chen Heng grabbed Xu Qingyan's hair and swung her, smashing her onto the ground.

With a muffled thud, even the small pebbles on the ground were shaken into the air.

Pfft!

Xu Qingyan spat out a mouthful of blood, half of her internal organs shattered.

"Don't worry, you won't suffer for too long." Holding her by her hair, Chen Heng brought Xu Qingyan in front of him, revealing a cruel smile.

"You made me anxious for so many days; letting you die quickly is already showing you great kindness."

"Thank me!"

"Don't, don't..." The dizzy Xu Qingyan mumbled something.

"What did you say?" Chen Heng leaned his ear close to Xu Qingyan's mouth, listening carefully.

"The Ghost Corpse Temple will blood sacrifice Fulai County the day after tomorrow, and General Liu Zhi has already surrendered to the Ghost Corpse Temple."

"You are no match for the Ghost Corpse Temple..."

"As long as you spare me, I will definitely help you plead..."

"Damn it, it's not over yet." Chen Heng's veins bulged on his forehead.

He was already quite irritable from learning the White Tiger Geng Metal Saber, and the anger he had just suppressed flared up again.

"You must understand that a Mortal martial artist will never be a match for a Cultivator."

Xu Qingyan stared at Chen Heng, trying to find a way to survive under his hand.

"Spare me, as long as you spare me, I will..."

"So annoying, constantly blabbering." Chen Heng was already irritable, and Xu Qingyan's incessant chatter made him even more so.

He lost control of his strength and directly crushed Xu Qingyan's head.

Chen Heng tossed Xu Qingyan's limp corpse aside and began to consider a countermeasure.

A direct confrontation was definitely out of the question; the time left for him was too short.

It was absolutely impossible to achieve a Breakthrough from the Force Transformation stage to the Profound Connection stage in two days.

Even if he used all his Optimization chances on qi and blood decoction, it would still be impossible!

Then he was left with only one choice.

"Let's run."

Chen Heng was not an indecisive person.

If he could win, he would fight head-on; if he couldn't, they would slip away.

He would come back later, when he was stronger, and kill them then.

Once he made up his mind, Chen Heng felt no more pressure.

After disposing of Xu Qingyan's body, Chen Heng pushed open Chen Fugui's door.

"Dad, everything is handled."

Chen Fugui sprang up from the bed, looking at Chen Heng with an excited expression.

"Son, is what you said true?"

"Yes, Cool Daoist and Xu Qingyan have both been killed by me."

Chen Heng nodded, signaling Chen Fugui not to get too excited.

"But there's still a big problem."

"What problem?" Chen Fugui's heart sank.

"The Ghost Corpse Temple is coming to blood sacrifice Fulai County the day after tomorrow; that Cool Daoist was just sent to scout the way."

"I understand." Chen Fugui breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had already anticipated it.

"Let's go to Qiyang City, right now."

Half an hour later, Chen Heng, Xiao He, and Chen Fugui boarded a carriage under the cover of night.

This time, unlike the last escape, they only took the family's gold, silver, and banknotes.

They left everything else behind.

Without Cool Daoist's obstruction, Chen Heng's family successfully reached the city gate this time.

"Officer, please make an exception." Chen Fugui sidled up to the soldier guarding the gate, pulling out a large chunk of silver from his sleeve.

At a glance, it weighed at least half a catty.

"No problem." The gate guard took the silver, weighed it twice, and chuckled as he opened a small side door.

These seasoned soldiers rarely saw an ounce of silver in a year; this half catty of silver was enough for their entire family to live comfortably for a year.

However, whether there would be any living people left in Fulai County two days later was another matter.

After the carriage had traveled a certain distance, Chen Fugui found a relatively secluded spot and stopped.

"Dad, why aren't we going?" Chen Heng poked his head out of the carriage and asked.

"Son, this is your first time leaving the city." Chen Fugui lowered his voice, speaking cautiously.

"Night roads are difficult to travel, with wandering ghosts and demons. Let's wait until tomorrow morning to set off."

"Okay." Chen Heng didn't mind, as long as they left Fulai County.

After cleaning up the carriage tracks, the group prepared to rest.

"Dad, you guys rest, I'll stand guard." Chen Heng leaned against the carriage wheel, holding his hundred-catty heavy saber.

"Let me do it instead." Chen Fugui always felt he was too useless, that even standing guard had to be done by his son.

"No, Dad, you don't have any martial arts to protect yourself. If we encounter danger, you'll only implicate everyone."

Chen Heng firmly refused; he wouldn't trust his safety to anyone else.

Not even his own father, who knew if he would fall asleep while on guard.