Chapter 13 The Two or Three Years We've Been Together

After dealing with Tiger Cai, Yan Chu looked around.

The entire Black Wind Stockade was covered in corpses.

The wooden buildings were burning fiercely in the fire, with many bodies lying in the flames, and the nauseating smell of burning corpse fat drifted through the air.

There was no one in sight.

After Yan Chu's recent slaughter, everyone had fled, unsure if he was friend or foe.

Yan Chu steadied himself, planning to retreat first.

He had gained enough for tonight, so it was better to quit while he was ahead.

Moreover, he had just killed this so-called Third Young Master of the Lian Family, so there must still be other members of the Lian Family in the mountain stockade.

If a Third Realm Martial Artist popped out, he would be in danger.

Unexpectedly, not long after he left, a shrill, heart-wrenching cry came from behind him.

"Third Brother!!!"

"Damn it! Who killed you!! I will make him pay with his life!!"

"Second Young Master, it was that thief! I saw him kill the Third Young Master with my own eyes!"

Snap!

Lian Jiaze expressionlessly threw away the guard whose neck he had just twisted, his hateful gaze fixed on the figure in the distance that had already turned into a black dot.

He and his Third Brother had grown up together since childhood, and their bond was the deepest.

This time, coming to the Black Wind Stockade to kill Zheng Jianhao, his Third Brother had volunteered to come along.

After all, Zheng Jianhao was an Outer Sect Disciple of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect, so they could not openly wipe out his sect and had to use this method.

He never expected that his Third Brother would die so miserably now!

Whoosh!

He suddenly turned into an afterimage, pursuing Yan Chu at extreme speed.

Today, he had to kill the enemy with his own hands!!

The remaining Lian Family guards looked at their lifeless companion and couldn't help but curse inwardly: "Idiot!"

Did he think they hadn't seen Yan Chu kill the Third Young Master?

Only this fool was stupid enough to say it to his face; if you don't die, who will?

Yan Chu, who was leaving, felt a chill coming from behind.

He turned his head to see a youth in a black robe breaking through the darkness, chasing after him with a face full of resentment, as if he wouldn't stop until he killed him.

"Viscera Realm?"

Yan Chu's eyes narrowed; indeed, there was a Viscera Realm Martial Artist here.

He activated his Golden Goose Skill, instantly becoming like a wild goose, soaring dozens of meters through the air and widening the distance in an instant.

"High-level movement technique?"

Seeing this, Lian Jiaze's eyes turned icy, and his speed increased as well.

"Hmph! My endurance as a Viscera Realm Martial Artist is like a horse's; I don't believe I can't catch you! Let's see who lasts longer!"

Unexpectedly, just as this thought crossed his mind, another roar came from the distance, mixed with a few screams.

"Lian Family! You plotted to ambush and kill my son; I will never share the same sky as you!"

Lian Jiaze, who was pursuing Yan Chu, suddenly felt his hair stand on end.

Looking back, he saw the head of the Zheng Family, Zheng Yao, standing on a burning roof, clutching two limp Lian Family servants.

His tiger-like eyes were fixed tightly on him, and the surrounding flames seemed to distort under the influence of his True Qi.

All the Lian Family guards left behind had been killed.

Pop! Pop!

Zheng Yao unleashed his True Qi, and two roof tiles flew out one after another.

Then, he leaped into the air, using the tiles in mid-air to gain leverage, soaring over ten zhang in a single bound, rapidly pursuing Lian Jiaze.

Seeing this, Lian Jiaze's heart pounded wildly.

The gap between the Third Realm and the Fourth Realm was greater than the previous three Realms combined.

After a Fourth Realm Martial Artist opens their Qi Sea and cultivates True Qi, their physique, under the daily nourishment of True Qi, far exceeds that of a Third Realm Martial Artist.

Moreover, True Qi can leave the body to injure others, which is extremely powerful.

Lian Jiaze absolutely dared not engage with Zheng Yao; otherwise, the other party could take his life with a single move!

He looked at the fleeing Yan Chu ahead, realized he couldn't catch up for the moment, and gritted his teeth.

Then, he changed direction and sprinted toward another location.

His Lian Family elders were there to meet him; as long as he joined them, Zheng Yao wouldn't be able to turn the tables.

As for the revenge for his Third Brother, Jiayuan, it would have to wait.

After all, they were just brothers, not father and son.

Even for the murder of a father, one could reconsider in such a situation.

"Is this the power of a Fourth Realm Qi Sea Realm expert? Truly terrifying!"

Watching the two people turn and leave, one after the other, from afar, Yan Chu couldn't help but exclaim.

He was confident he could escape from Lian Jiaze, a Third Realm Martial Artist, but if Zheng Yao were chasing him, there would be absolutely no hope.

Thinking of this, Yan Chu quickly concealed his figure and fled toward the outside of the mountain.

Yan Chu had a rough idea of the ins and outs of tonight.

It must have been the Lian Family setting an ambush to kill a talented member of the Zheng Family.

That so-called flower-plucking thief was likely related to the Lian Family, and kidnapping the Zheng girl was just to lure Zheng Jianhao here.

However, none of this had anything to do with Yan Chu anymore.

Zheng Yao had already entered the mountain himself, so the encirclement outside the mountain was nothing to fear; he should seize this opportunity to escape the mountain quickly.

A night passed, and the events that happened at the Black Wind Stockade spread like the wind, becoming a hot topic of conversation among people in the Jianghu.

Pingyang City was in a remote location, so this was considered a rare major incident.

To everyone's surprise, what was thought to be just a power struggle between the Lian Family of Longhua Prefecture and the Zheng Family had seen a local Martial Artist from Pingyang City interfere, kill the Lian Family's Third Young Master, and then leave freely.

Moreover, this person was a wanted criminal of the Six Doors.

For a time, the past and present of Yan Chu became the focus of debate among local Jianghu figures in Pingyang City...

Yan Chu naturally didn't know about these things.

He had run for three or four hours under the cover of night.

He had long since left the deep mountains and was even far away from the area of Pingyang County.

He had killed so many people in the Cangmang Mountains, and the Six Doors of Pingyang City were likely searching for him like madmen.

It was better to stay far away at this time.

Yan Chu did not take the official road; he followed small paths toward the prefecture city.

Longhua Prefecture City had a population of hundreds of thousands, and all kinds of people were mixed together.

As a Second Realm Martial Artist, going there would be like a fish entering the sea; no one would notice him.

It was the perfect place to develop in a low-profile manner for a while.

Halfway there, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky.

Lead-gray clouds hung heavily over the horizon, and the green mountains and vegetation in the distance were faintly visible in the rain curtain.

Not far away, an abandoned Earth God Temple stood alone, so Yan Chu decided to go inside to take shelter from the rain.

Moreover, he had been traveling all night; no matter how enduring his stamina was, he needed to rest for a moment.

But as soon as he approached the Earth God Temple, he stopped in his tracks.

There were people inside the temple, and their voices carried clearly through the rain.

"Shi... Shilan, why... why are you treating me like this? I am... I am your brother!"

The voice was filled with suppressed extreme grief.

"Shilan?"

Yan Chu, outside the temple, couldn't help but perk up. It couldn't be that coincidental, right?

"My brother? Hmph! You still know you're my brother?"

This was a voice as agile and pure as a mountain stream; just hearing it, one could imagine that the owner must be an extremely beautiful and pure woman, though unfortunately, her tone was somewhat unfriendly.

The next second, the woman's voice rang out again.

"What kind of brother would share a bed with his own sister?"

"To tell you the truth! The two or three years I spent with you weren't as pleasurable as the two or three days I spent with Brother Hua!"

"Hiss... this..."

Yan Chu gasped, feeling as if he had overheard some incredible secret.

He couldn't help but prick up his ears to hear more clearly.

"Who is it?!"

At this moment, another voice filled with killing intent came from the temple.

Boom!

The temple door was shattered by a palm strike, and countless pieces of wood and stone shot toward Yan Chu.

Yan Chu's blade flicked out, and countless blade shadows burst forth; all the debris could not get near him, being sliced apart by the dense blade wind.