110: Disposal

The intensely battling battlefield instantly quieted down as Lu Ming severed Zhou Tong's head with a single strike.

Two Extremity Realm martial artists who had been fighting him were now one dead and one injured, and only the time it takes to drink a cup of hot tea had passed since the battle began; such efficiency truly astonished everyone.

"Is this the foundation of the Qingyang Royal Mansion?" Wu Lei looked at Lu Ming, who was at the center of the battlefield, unconsciously clenching his fists, his eyes filled with admiration and envy.

Compared to Wu Lei, who knew little, the personal guards were even more silent.

Having witnessed everything before their eyes, they no longer had any doubts about Lu Ming's strength.

Originally, upon hearing that he had rejected the invitation from the Qingyang Royal Mansion, they all thought he was merely arrogant and overconfident, and that a day of regret would surely come.

However, now they held different thoughts.

If he didn't die, it was likely that in twenty years, Silver Feather City would see the emergence of another Dao Realm expert.

Just a glance sent shivers down the spines of the Hundred Weapons Sect Disciples.

After witnessing Lu Ming swiftly and decisively slay Zhou Tong, a Perfected Extreme Realm expert, they all felt despair, knowing that this time, escape was likely impossible.

Lu Ming's indifferent gaze finally fell upon the middle-aged man. Upon seeing that Zhou Tong had also been slain by him, the middle-aged man's eyes went blank. After a long moment of realization, a tragic smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

"Spare me! I can tell you the location of a hidden treasury buried on Qingfeng Mountain. It's extremely secret, and not many people know about it. As long as you get what's inside, you'll be set for the rest of your life." Seeing Lu Ming approach, the middle-aged man quickly spoke.

"Is that so?" Lu Ming's scrutinizing gaze fell on the middle-aged man. He then seemed to discern something from his pupils and shook his head, saying, "You're lying to me. You don't know the location of the treasury."

The middle-aged man's eyes darted frantically. Just as he was about to explain something, Lu Ming, not bothering to listen to his explanation, plunged his blade into his heart.

Blood seeped out, the middle-aged man's body twitched a few times, his gaze unfocused, and he gradually fell silent.

Lu Ming wiped the blood-stained long saber a few times on the man's clothes, then looked up and scanned the remaining Hundred Weapons Sect personnel, calmly saying, "Lay down your weapons, and you still have a chance to live. Of course, you can also choose to continue charging, I don't mind killing a few more."

Lu Ming's utterly calm words sent a deep chill through the Hundred Weapons Sect Disciples. They all trembled, and with a clang, one person's weapon fell to the ground. Then, a series of clanging sounds rang out as the Hundred Weapons Sect members successively chose to put down their weapons.

Are you kidding? Facing such a killer, no matter how many of them there were, they would probably just be sending themselves to their deaths. It was better to surrender and await their fate.

Seeing the Hundred Weapons Sect Disciples choose to surrender, Lu Ming withdrew his gaze. He skillfully searched the middle-aged man's body, finding only a dozen silver notes and a few bottles of Medicinal Pills for Cultivation. A hint of disappointment involuntarily appeared in his eyes.

However, upon closer thought, he felt relieved. After all, with the army attacking, these people who fled in a hurry couldn't possibly have packed their belongings and escaped with all their savings.

He also searched the body of the beheaded Zhou Tong. This time, there was an unexpected discovery: besides silver notes and Medicinal Pills, there was also a crudely made parchment map with a location marked with a red dot.

"Hmm? Could there really be a treasury?" A hint of surprise appeared in Lu Ming's eyes. He had originally thought the middle-aged man was lying, but now it seemed that while the middle-aged man himself didn't know the exact location of the treasury, he did know that Zhou Tong had a treasury map on him.

This truly was a case of 'having the intention to plant flowers, but they don't bloom; having no intention to plant willows, but they grow into shade'!

Moreover, Lu Ming didn't feel he had killed the wrong person. After all, he never had any thought of mercy for enemies who harbored killing intent towards him.

He silently put away the items he had collected from Zhou Tong's body. Just then, Wu Lei walked over from the side.

"Sir, how should these Hundred Weapons Sect Martial Artists be dealt with?" Zhou Tong asked for instructions.

If it had been before, he could have acted on his own initiative, but after witnessing Lu Ming's formidable combat power, a sense of awe couldn't help but rise in his heart.

Lu Ming found the other party's reserved demeanor somewhat amusing and then replied, "Tie all these fellows up and imprison them in the camp. We'll await further instructions from above."

He was not some bloodthirsty bandit; he had no interest in these people who could neither provide him with the demonic lifespan he needed for consumption nor any Cultivation resources.

Rather than killing them all, it was better to treat it as a meritorious deed.

After the recent battle, about one hundred and fifty to sixty Hundred Weapons Sect Disciples were still alive. They were all intimidated by Lu Ming's methods, put down their weapons, and chose to surrender.

"Your subordinate obeys!" Wu Lei clasped his fists and then directed his men to tie all those people up.

Boom!

A huge sound, echoing through the sky, suddenly came from the distant peak. Lu Ming instinctively looked over, only to see that the originally clear sky had somehow darkened. Two strange, blue and red lights each occupied half of the sky, and terrifying auras emanated from within them.

"That seems to be the main peak of the Hundred Weapons Sect. Could such astonishing methods be a clash between Dao Realm experts?" Lu Ming's eyes widened in surprise, and he pondered inwardly.

"It's the Prince's methods. It seems the army has already attacked the main peak." A voice, tinged with excitement, spoke. It was Luo Yongzheng.

Upon learning it was that person, Lu Ming's heart stirred. He had originally thought it was the Demon Suppression General or the Military Guard Colonel who had made a move. After a brief consideration, he put away his long saber and casually gave an instruction.

"You all stay here and guard against those Hundred Weapons Sect Martial Artists who fled. Don't let them break out of here."

"Sir, are you going to..." Luo Yongzheng naturally also heard the commotion in the distance, and he immediately realized Lu Ming's objective.

He had originally wanted to offer a word of caution, as they were responsible for the defense of this area and could not move around freely.

If something truly went wrong, he would likely be held accountable.

However, he then recalled the instructions Master Shen had given when he left: he had the authority to act as he saw fit, and moving around Qingfeng Mountain seemed like a reasonable thing to do.

Lu Ming nodded slightly in acknowledgment. He quickly walked alone along the path towards the main peak, and his figure soon disappeared into the rugged forest.

He wasn't worried about the defenses on the back mountain path. After all, after defeating the group of Hundred Weapons Sect members just now, there were only a few stragglers left in the mountains, posing no real threat.

Moreover, his journey was not merely to observe the battle on the peak. He was also quite interested in the treasury he had found on Zhou Tong's body and thought it would be a good opportunity to investigate it.

As he traveled, there were still many defeated Hundred Weapons Sect Disciples scattered throughout the forest. They were all injured, scurrying through the mountains like a scattered flock of sheep. When they encountered Lu Ming traveling alone, they dared not block him and all fearfully avoided him.