18: Chapter 18 The Hunting Moment: Zheng Tu's Death Comes Knocking!

Time flew by, and Gu Han had already been Cultivating for an entire afternoon.

He had consumed all of his Medicinal Pills just to sustain this afternoon of Cultivation.

Fortunately, hard work pays off.

His efforts were not in vain.

With his hard work and the boost from his Fine Talent Aptitude, Blade Drawing Slash finally reached the state of Minor Achievement.

"With my current strength, relying on Blade Drawing Slash and my solid foundation, I can pretty much walk tall against anyone below the Primordial Core Realm."

"Unless I encounter one of those freaks."

"But the Prodigies of those great powers wouldn't pay attention to a small fry like me."

Gu Han muttered softly to himself.

"I've been Cultivating for so long, it's time to go out and get a good meal."

Only then did he notice that the sky had already turned dark.

Just as Gu Han was preparing to head out, Butcher Zheng was also rushing toward his location with his men.

After Gu Han finished a simple wash, he briskly closed his room door.

"I'll take a good look at the capital's night scene tonight."

Gu Han planned his itinerary for the evening.

However, just as Gu Han stepped out of the alleyway of his home...

Butcher Zheng and his group arrived.

One of the lackeys behind Butcher Zheng spotted Gu Han and immediately approached Butcher Zheng to report.

"Hall Master, that kid is right there."

At this moment, Gu Han also spotted Butcher Zheng and the others.

He saw more than ten burly men in black, several hundred paces away, surrounding a scarred-faced man with a face full of fatty flesh.

"Not good!"

"These guys are definitely here for me."

"That fat pig leading them must be the Black Tiger Hall Master, Butcher Zheng, whom Lai Three mentioned."

Gu Han immediately felt that things were taking a turn for the worse.

Just as Gu Han stopped in his tracks, Butcher Zheng also saw Gu Han following the direction of his lackey's finger.

"It's you, you Little Beast!"

"Take this Little Beast down for me!"

"Your grandpa here is going to torture you mercilessly."

"Otherwise, even Xiao Cui from Yingchun Tower won't be able to soothe this anger of mine."

Butcher Zheng's thunderous roar made the tiles in the alley rustle and shake.

The fat on his face quivered, and his belly shook violently as well.

Pedestrians nearby saw Butcher Zheng and his men and scrambled to avoid them.

At this time, Gu Han's peripheral vision swept across the scene; twelve Body Tempering Realm Martial Artists had fanned out, blocking all paths of retreat.

These twelve Fierce Tiger Gang Disciples quickened their pace, and were only dozens of steps away from Gu Han.

A cold light flashed in Gu Han's eyes, and his figure suddenly retreated rapidly.

A plan instantly formed in his mind.

"I need to lead this group to a secluded place."

"The remnants of fate from these people are good stuff."

"I happen to be short on life origin crystals, and here someone comes to deliver them."

"I'll go to that dilapidated courtyard where I killed Lai Three."

Immediately, a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of Gu Han's mouth. He sped up his movements and activated his movement technique.

Seeing Gu Han's smile, the fury in Butcher Zheng's chest grew even stronger.

"Little Beast, keep laughing!"

"In a moment, I'll let you taste the 'pleasure' of a blooming chrysanthemum!"

At this time, he also noticed Gu Han's retreating figure as he tried to escape.

"Want to run?"

Butcher Zheng gave a sinister laugh.

"Brothers, don't let this kid get away!"

"Surround him for me!"

Hearing Butcher Zheng's command, the Fierce Tiger Gang Disciples surrounding Gu Han quickened their pace even further.

The twelve Fierce Tiger Gang Disciples pounced like hungry wolves.

However, a cold smile curled on Gu Han's lips.

He intentionally slowed down, always maintaining a distance of ten steps from his pursuers as his figure nimbly wove through the alleys.

"This kid's movement technique is strange, don't let him escape!"

Butcher Zheng roared, his obese body actually bursting forth with surprising speed.

Gu Han was secretly startled.

"This fat pig actually has this level of cultivation?"

But he quickly calmed down, dodging and turning into a narrow alleyway.

This was exactly the place where he had killed Lai Three yesterday—an abandoned courtyard.

"Hall Master, be careful of a trap!"

A wretched and crafty-looking gang member warned alertly.

Butcher Zheng sneered.

"A mere brat, what kind of waves can he possibly stir up?"

"Go in!"

Then, he made a promise.

"Brothers, whoever catches this Little Beast..."

"...Xiao Cui from Yingchun Tower is his tonight!"

Hearing Butcher Zheng's promise, the twelve Fierce Tiger Gang Disciples' eyes immediately gleamed with lecherous light. Each one rushed into the abandoned courtyard as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"Little Beast, let's see where you can run now!"

The scarred-faced man in the lead sneered, constantly rubbing his fists and cracking his neck.

It seemed as if he would catch Gu Han in the very next moment.

At this moment, Gu Han was leaning against a mottled brick wall.

After hearing Butcher Zheng's promise, he couldn't help but mock them in his heart.

"The game has begun!"

"If I let even one of you escape, I'd be doing myself a disservice."

Immediately, Gu Han began to move stealthily, searching for anyone who was isolated.

Right now, he wanted to play a little game.

Gu Han's figure flickered in the moonlight, moving like a ghost through the shadows of the abandoned courtyard.

He deliberately lightened his steps, each one precisely landing in the gaps between piles of withered leaves without making a sound.

"Where did that kid hide?"

A gang member with a pockmarked face, carrying a steel saber, grumbled as he walked toward a pile of old, abandoned water vats in the corner of the yard.

The moment he bent over to check, a cold hand suddenly covered his mouth from behind.

Seeing who it was, Pockmark Face's eyes widened in terror. He wanted to shout for help but couldn't break free from Gu Han's grip.

Gu Han looked at him and gave a wicked smile.

"You are the first."

"They will be joining you very soon."

With that, Gu Han exerted force and snapped the man's neck.

Immediately, the System's notification text for harvesting remnants of fate floated by.

Gu Han gently laid down the corpse and conveniently took the coin pouch from the man's waist.

He weighed it in his hand, a cold smile curling on his lips.

"Hunting time!"

"Old Pockmark? Where the hell did you go to slack off?"

A call from a companion came from nearby.

Gu Han's figure flashed as he crept along the base of the wall to hide behind a withered tree.

By the moonlight, he saw two gang members searching back-to-back.

The sabers in their hands glinted coldly under the moon.

"Damn it, can that kid fly or tunnel through the earth?"

"We've searched this place inside and out."

"But we haven't found a single hair."

"Stop nagging and search carefully!"

"The Hall Master said, once we catch him, Xiao Cui is ours!"

"Don't you want that woman Xiao Cui?"

As the two were talking, they happened to pass under a crooked-neck tree.

A cold light flashed in Gu Han's eyes. With a flick of his wrist, two wooden sticks whistled through the air.

Thud! Thud!

The wooden sticks accurately struck the backs of their heads, piercing through.

The two fell to the ground without even a groan.

"Oh yeah!"

"Two more portions of fate obtained."

"I guess I do have quite a talent for throwing things!"

"That's the third person."

Gu Han counted softly, his figure vanishing into the darkness once more.

By now, the remaining gang members in the courtyard finally sensed something was wrong.

They looked at each other, not daring to search any deeper, and stood their ground.

At this time, the Disciple with the sharp-chinned, monkey-like face who had warned Butcher Zheng earlier spoke up again.

"Hall Master, something's strange."

"Pockmark Zhou and the other two have disappeared."

"Bullshit!"

Butcher Zheng kicked the sharp-chinned Disciple over.

"How can three grown men just vanish into thin air?"

"Those three must have found a place to slack off."

"Once I catch that Little Beast, I'll definitely show those three the gang's rules."

Then, he bellowed at the top of his lungs.

"Everyone, stay sharp!"

"That kid is definitely hiding in..."