46: Use their tricks against them, and kill them instantly!

"Nearly ten thousand?"

Du Qinghong gasped. Who was so generous?

Lu Xian said no more, only instructing him to "act naturally" later and not give anything away.

Lest they scare off this generous wealthy man.

Inside the inn.

Yao Xianger gripped the Hundred-Mile Transmission Talisman, her fingertips turning white as an internal struggle raged within her.

Why was that man so bent on seeking death?

She bit her lip; it was rare for her to try being a good person...

Suddenly, a flash of insight struck her!

"That man told me to find another place, afraid that I'd be implicated after the event?... When two tigers fight, there is only one outcome: one lives, and the other dies."

"Tang Jingcheng... will die?!"

At that thought, Yao Xianger's whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, unable to distinguish whether it was from fear or ecstasy.

"No... I can't send word... If I do, I'll be the one who dies! That man Tang is arrogant and conceited; he won't believe me at all and will only kill me with a single palm strike to vent his anger."

"Afterward, when the Tang Family investigates in a rage, no matter what clues I provide, I won't escape death in the end!"

"I'm getting out of here! It's best if that Tang guy dies; it would be most satisfying!"

It had to be said that years of struggling for survival had allowed Yao Xianger to instantly see through the crux of life and death.

Using the Hundred-Mile Transmission Talisman, she sent a message: The target has checked out.

Immediately after, she packed her belongings as quickly as possible.

Over the years, Yao Xianger had sold her charms and managed to save up a few hundred Spirit Stones as her "coffin money."

After a quick pack, she made an excuse for a sister to take her shift and vanished into the swirling snow like a ghost.

She didn't even warn her closest sisters, for she knew that the low-lifes in this inn were all finished; there was no saving them.

Saying one more word would only bring disaster upon herself.

...

Lu Xian was over twenty miles away from the market town, intentionally not flying on his sword.

He faintly sensed someone trailing him from a great distance, but they were too far beyond the range of his Divine Sense, making the perception very blurry.

"He's here."

As he reached the small grove where he had landed upon arrival, a figure approached at high speed.

"Do you remember the plan? What should you do if a fight breaks out?"

Lu Xian asked abruptly.

Du Qinghong jolted: "Of course, a triple burst of Gale Talisman, Light-Body Talisman, and Invisibility Talisman. I won't look back and will run as fast as I can!"

"Very good."

Just as he finished speaking, the figure appeared within ten zhang; it was indeed Tang Jingcheng!

"You two, why leave in such a hurry? Why don't you..."

Tang Jingcheng had a cruel smile on his face, but he hadn't even finished his opening remarks.

He saw the inconspicuous little fatty beside him burst with spiritual light and vanish without a trace in an instant.

Tang Jingcheng was slightly taken aback, but then he sneered dismissively, his gaze locking onto Lu Xian like a venomous snake.

"Third Young Master Tang, there doesn't seem to be any deep-seated hatred between us?"

Lu Xian planned to beat him at his own game, waiting for that one moment of opportunity.

He wanted to minimize the consumption of the other's spiritual items; after all, they would all be his property shortly.

"No hatred? First, you impersonated a disciple of the Han Family to toy with me, and then you forcibly snatched this young master's formation map at the auction!"

"A mere Loose Cultivator, an ant-like thing, dares to touch my reverse scale repeatedly! Today, this young master will cut you into a thousand pieces to vent my hatred and pay for the price of the formation map!"

Tang Jingcheng's refined image was completely torn away, replaced by boiling killing intent.

"Take this!"

Without another word, he sacrificed a High Grade Thousand-Blade Sword Talisman!

Countless cold Sword Qi, as fine as cow hair, turned into a rain of death, instantly enveloping Lu Xian!

It worked!

Lu Xian was delighted; the plan was mostly successful.

He deliberately suppressed the surging vital blood in his body, significantly lowering the strength of his physical defense.

He was afraid that if the other party couldn't break his defense, the act would be ruined.

As the Sword Qi entered his body, he only felt a bit of numbness, and then wounds appeared.

Lu Xian hurriedly surged a bit of vital blood, letting the dark red blood soak his robes.

Any slower, and the wounds would have healed on their own!

"Ah—what, a Thousand-Blade Sword Talisman! You..."

Lu Xian let out a "shrill" scream, his body stiffened, and he collapsed into the snow, his breath ceasing.

Dazzling blood blossomed into a large patch of crimson on the white snow.

With his control over his Physical Body, no one could see the slightest flaw.

"Heh... trash!" Tang Jingcheng grinned triumphantly upon seeing the successful kill.

As expected, a Loose Cultivator is just a Loose Cultivator. So what if he's at the Seventh Layer of Qi Refining?

Before a precious High Grade Talisman, he didn't even have a chance to struggle!

"I wasted my time preparing some defenses..."

Tang Jingcheng casually withdrew the Top Grade Golden Astral Talisman he had ready, walking toward the "corpse" step by step with the arrogance of a cat playing with a mouse.

He meant what he said; he would tear this ant to pieces with his own hands and take them back to feed the wolf demons!

Perhaps because slaughtering Loose Cultivators had long become a habit, Tang Jingcheng's mind was completely relaxed now, with no guard up.

But at the moment he approached within one zhang,

the consequence of not delivering a finishing blow was that the victory was decided, and life and death were set!

Lu Xian's Divine Sense had been locked onto the other party the whole time. Seeing that the moment had arrived, he decisively erupted with all his physical strength.

Bang!

He leapt up, and a punch, accompanied by a whistle that tore through the air, struck directly at Tang Jingcheng's chest!

But the feeling wasn't right—it was a bit hard?

It was a protective Magical Artifact!

Lu Xian realized this and, giving the opponent no time to react, his fist shadow moved like lightning, instantly turning toward the weakly defended head.

Over a dozen Ultimate Punches crashed down.

At the same time, he released his Flying Sword, which turned into a lethal cold light and slashed directly at the neck!

"You..." This time it was Tang Jingcheng's turn to scream in terror.

This force wouldn't be held back for long.

He scrambled to take out Talismans and Formation Plates from his storage ring.

Too late!

Crack.

The treasure light of the protective Magical Artifact shattered instantly!

"Han... Han..." Tang Jingcheng couldn't say another word, followed by the muffled sound of his skull exploding.

"Vile creature! Stop!"

A majestic and furious phantom projected from Tang Jingcheng's shattered brow; it was the Divine Thought imprint of his father!

Lu Xian didn't even look; it was just a mere phantom.

Like lightning, he snatched the interspatial ring from Tang Jingcheng's finger and crudely probed it with his Divine Sense!

"Damn, so much stuff! Those bastards, how many resources have these families plundered?"

Even though Lu Xian was prepared, he was still shocked by the wealth inside.

He instantly identified the items with tracking imprints and tossed them away along with the interspatial ring itself without hesitation!

Then, he transferred the normal Spirit Stones, Talismans, Medicinal Pills, Magical Artifacts, and Jade Slips into his own Storage Pouch.

One wasn't enough to hold it all; fortunately, he usually kept several spares.

With no time for a closer look, Lu Xian waved his hands repeatedly.

Bone-Burning Talisman! Blazing Sun Talisman! Soul-Igniting Talisman!

The purification of the corpse and items was complete.

Ensuring that not even a trace of the opponent's Divine Soul remained.

Having finished all this, his spiritual sense gave a warning.

A powerful aura was tearing through the air at a terrifying speed.

The snow was too heavy to see clearly, but the distance was less than ten miles!

"Time to run... Crane Heavenly Emperor, come out! Back to Azure Cloud City!"

Lu Xian released the green crane and stepped onto its back.

During the flight, Lu Xian examined himself with his Divine Sense and indeed found an extremely faint, almost undetectable tracking mark in a hidden corner of his body!

If his Divine Sense strength hadn't been comparable to Foundation Establishment, it would have been impossible to notice!

It seemed that killing the direct descendants of those families would result in being marked by some secret technique.

"But you've met me today."

Lu Xian's Divine Sense became like a needle, condensing on the mark and forcefully grinding it away!

He continued his journey, picking up the still-shaken Du Qinghong along the way...

The Crane Heavenly Emperor flapped its wings, flying higher than an average Foundation Establishment Cultivator; in the vast snow, no one would know.

...

A gray-robed figure appeared at the site of the battle.

He was a pseudo-Foundation Establishment Cultivator raised by the Tang Family.

A so-called pseudo-Foundation Establishment, also known as half-step Foundation Establishment, refers to someone who, without a Cultivation Technique, took a foundation establishment pill to forcibly break through the Realm and luckily didn't perish, but their Dao Foundation was only half-formed.

They had severed their own Foundations, only gaining fifty years of lifespan with no possibility of further progress.

Even so, the majesty of the magic power in his body far exceeded that of a Great Perfection of Qi Refining Cultivator, and his every movement faintly carried the pressure of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

"Third Young Master is dead..." Tang Shiqi's face was as pale as paper as he tremblingly took out a soul nurturing jade, attempting to collect the remnant soul.

However, the jade remained deathly still, with no reaction!

Was it a Soul-Igniting Talisman?

Tang Shiqi investigated and found that not a single trace had been left behind.

The killer's meticulousness, ruthlessness, and decisiveness of Heart-Nature were far beyond imagination!

Even some extremely high-value spiritual items were thrown away without a second thought, leaving no possibility for tracking.

"If I don't catch him, I'll die too!"

Tang Shiqi looked toward Azure Cloud City, but then turned back toward the Lin Family Market.

It was his negligence!

If it hadn't been for the Third Young Master finding him an eyesore and ordering him to stay at the market and not follow...

Tang Shiqi believed he had to investigate, catch the killer, and then apologize with his death; his Family might then have a slim chance of survival.

However, despite three days of searching and torturing all the servants at the inn to death, there were no clues.

No appearance, no real name, and no clear trail.

Even the gender was only suspected to be male.

People from the main clan arrived, and that night, Tang Shiqi was "suicided" in his room.

Tang Shiba, carrying the word "Han," took over his mission expressionlessly.