104: Calculation

"It seems that, at the very least, I haven't wrongly killed any good people."

Li Canglan sneered inwardly.

He did not rashly charge in.

In this camp, there were fully over twenty Two-Star Martial Artists.

Even after he had devoured all the crystal cores and Heaven And Earth Treasure he had obtained earlier, he had finally reached the Late Stage of the Two-star level.

If he wanted to deal with these people joining forces, he would likely have to pay a significant price.

Li Canglan thought for a moment and disguised himself once again.

He casually grabbed a fierce Demonic Beast, and after a "great battle" where he feigned being at a disadvantage, he put on a look of terror.

"Help... help me!"

The sudden cry for help made everyone staying behind in the camp freeze for a moment.

"Where did this reckless greenhorn pop out from?"

"Calling for help in the wild—isn't he afraid of attracting more Demonic Beasts instead of people?"

A round-faced student rolled his eyes and said, "I'll go take a look."

The others didn't pay much attention.

The area nearby only contained Two-star Demonic Beasts.

There was no danger to be found around the camp.

the little fatty licked his lips and walked into the small woods.

Seeing Li Canglan at a disadvantage, a glimmer of greed and desire flashed in his eyes.

Beneath the torn clothes, the exposed, lean, and strong physique was exactly what he liked best!

He had already grown tired of playing with the boys in the academy he had good relationships with.

Only this kind of unfamiliar and lean body could make him feel fresh and stimulated!

"Friend, be careful, I'll lend you a hand!"

the little fatty smirked, took out a leather whip, and rushed up.

This was his most proficient weapon, and also a prop he used when flirting.

Crack!

The leather whip lashed onto the Demonic Beast's body, causing it to shriek on the spot from the pain.

Watching the little fatty fighting the Demonic Beast, seemingly displaying Divine Might, Li Canglan's gaze was incomparably cold.

The greed in this person's eyes when he looked at him just now was undisguised.

Plus, the commercial mutual flattery from before...

I'm afraid the number of men who have died at this person's hands is not small.

After the little fatty whipped the Demonic Beast to death with a few lashes, his swaggering gaze constantly roamed over Li Canglan's body.

"These muscle lines are really so handsome!"

"I wonder how great it would feel to use him!"

the little fatty thought to himself, and his hand naturally reached out to support Li Canglan's waist.

"Don't worry, brother, that Demonic Beast has already been killed by me."

Li Canglan's appearance after his disguise looked like he was only in his twenties.

Moreover, he couldn't even defeat such a weak Early Stage Two-star Demonic Beast.

Therefore, the little fatty did not in the slightest associate Li Canglan with the murderer who killed Zhu Yufang.

Li Canglan, with a pale face, reached his hand toward the little fatty's face.

the little fatty was instantly excited.

This was a top-quality catch delivered to his doorstep!

But the next moment, he couldn't laugh anymore.

One of Li Canglan's hands covered the fatty's mouth.

His other hand directly erupted with powerful force, twisting the hand the fatty had placed on his waist by 180 degrees!

If his mouth hadn't been covered, the fatty would likely have let out a pig-like shriek.

But even so, one could tell the pain he was enduring from the cold sweat densely covering his forehead.

The most torturous part was that the fatty couldn't break free from Li Canglan's restraint no matter how much strength he used!

"Next, you will say that you can't handle this Demonic Beast and call a companion over."

Li Canglan's eyes gleamed with a fierce light, "If you dare to call for help, I don't know what fate awaits your companion."

"But this day next year will definitely be your death anniversary."

Hearing this, the little fatty immediately broke into a cold sweat and started trembling all over.

He had originally wanted to use a secret code to hint to his classmate, but he could only abandon that idea.

Better a Fellow Daoist dies than I do.

How could his classmate's life be more important than his own?

Watching the terrified little fatty, Li Canglan snorted coldly, "Did you hear me?"

the little fatty nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Li Canglan then let go of his mouth.

the little fatty, following what Li Canglan said, began to call for help word by word.

Su Ting, who was playing in the camp, was stunned when he heard the little fatty's voice.

"What's wrong with this guy? How can he not even handle a stray Demonic Beast?"

Around the camp, any Demonic Beast that posed a threat had basically been taken care of by Zhou Xinyang.

The ones left behind were all relatively weak Early to Middle Stage Two-star Demonic Beasts.

the little fatty was, after all, a Middle Stage Two-Star Martial Artist from a top academy.

Losing to such a Demonic Beast was just too embarrassing.

However, for the sake of their roommate friendship, he still walked quickly toward the small woods.

"Su Ting, do you need help?" someone asked beside him.

Su Ting waved his hand, "No need, I guess that guy has been playing too much lately and is just too weak."

Entering the woods, Su Ting saw the little fatty standing there, supporting that unfamiliar young man.

And not far away, the corpse of the Demonic Beast was already lying on the ground.

"What's the matter with you? Isn't this solved? Why did you call me here?"

Su Ting rolled his eyes in annoyance, "I'm telling you, stop hitting on me, I'm a straight man!"

After saying that, Su Ting wanted to turn and leave, but he noticed something wrong.

His roommate usually had a very sharp tongue.

Since he had said so much, how could the other person just stand there unmoved?

Being in the wild, Su Ting instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

However, it was already too late!

Swoosh!

A broken saber shot out directly.

It traveled like lightning, piercing through the back of Su Ting's head.

And his body then fell powerlessly to the ground.

Li Canglan sneered and patted the little fatty's face, "Well done. Keep up the good work."

However, seeing his roommate actually die here, the little fatty's eyes were filled with self-reproach.

"You killed my roommate!"

"I advise you to be obedient," Li Canglan smiled faintly, "Otherwise, it won't just be your roommate who dies."

the little fatty was instantly terrified, and he steeled himself and said, "But even if I do as you say, you will still kill me in the end."

"As long as you perform well, I definitely won't kill you."

"You have to swear that you won't even use your feet!"

the little fatty stood his ground for once.

For the sake of his own life, he had to be tough!

"Fine, I promise you." Li Canglan smiled, "I don't have many virtues, but my main selling point is honesty."

the little fatty immediately began to fight the air, luring another classmate to come over.

In a few minutes, four more people died at Li Canglan's hands.

By now, the others in the camp finally discovered that something was wrong.

"What's going on with those guys? What kind of Demonic Beast requires six people and still can't be handled?"

"Do you think something might have happened to Su Ting and the others?"

"That shouldn't be the case, right? Even if they encountered danger, they wouldn't all be unable to send out a distress signal, would they?"

"Do you think it's possible that Brother Zhou fell for the murderer's trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone instantly shuddered with fear.