18: Destroy the Beggars' Gang headquarters

“Not bad, another Profound-grade Body Refining Contemplation Technique.”

The Profound-grade Contemplation Technique can be cultivated to the peak of the sixth rank, allowing one to comprehend two types of spell techniques.

At the very least, it can also be devoured by the Dragon-Elephant Spirit, becoming the sustenance for a Breakthrough to the seventh rank.

Moreover, judging from Guo Ju’s Asura Dharma Body, its performance is impressive.

It can at least rival the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Technique.

“Unfortunately, my lifespan isn’t enough for a single advancement to the sixth rank.

No matter… there’s always tomorrow.”

Gu Changsheng had an excellent mindset.

He endured the smell of charring and went down to search the corpses.

However, powerful electric arcs flowed through the bodies, burning paper banknotes and Medicinal Pills to ashes.

Only a golden plaque remained.

The front was engraved with the words ‘Forbidden Soldier’, and the back was carved with Dragon patterns.

“It should be something like a token.”

Gu Changsheng put away the golden plaque, pulled out his snake tongue, and began searching for Chen Qiao’s aura.

“Hmm… did he flee to his old lair… it seems he can’t bear to part with his life’s savings.

Perfect, it’s all mine now.”

Gu Changsheng’s figure flickered, heading straight for the Beggar Clan headquarters.

Beggar Clan headquarters.

The three-courtyard blue brick compound was now filled with blood-red light, like Hell on Earth.

Seven or eight beggars in tattered clothes were knocked to the ground, their Lame Feet severed at the root.

Chen Qiao clutched a bloody foot, gnawing on it like a wild beast.

Blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and a peculiar sweet scent filled the air.

“Master, spare my life.”

“Let me go, please, Master.”

“It hurts so much, old ghost, may you not die a good death!”

The beggars whose Lame Feet had been cut off cursed viciously.

Chen Qiao turned a deaf ear.

He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, a crimson glint flashing in his eyes: “Heh heh, I raise you blood food, so naturally I’m going to eat you.

It’s a pity your Lame Foot Technique hasn’t reached Major Achievement.

The taste is still a bit off.

However, it’s barely enough.”

After swallowing a complete bloody foot, Chen Qiao’s injuries, which had been pierced by lightning, recovered at a visible speed.

His originally shriveled Lame Foot gradually plumped up, and the Qi on his body gradually grew stronger.

‘Damn it, if I had nurtured this batch of blood food for another three years, I would have been confident in achieving a Breakthrough to the Foundation Building Realm after eating them.

Why would I have ended up in this situation now?’

Chen Qiao’s eyes were fierce as he devoured, the image of Gu Changsheng flashing through his mind.

The thought that even Guo Ju, a Forbidden Soldier from Great Shang, was no match, felt like a huge stone pressing down on his heart.

‘Chenping County is no longer safe.

Once my injuries recover, I must leave immediately.

This revenge, I will seek another day.’

Just then, bang—

A powerful force shattered the main door into hundreds of pieces, scattering them everywhere.

As the dust settled, a figure gradually emerged.

“Damn it, how did he get here so fast!”

Chen Qiao was startled and uncertain, he threw away the bloody foot and retreated repeatedly.

Gu Changsheng walked slowly.

His gaze swept across the scene, and his brows furrowed.

The beggars lying on the ground had their Lame Feet severed at the root of their thighs, their Qi weak.

The Lame Foot was the foundation of the Lame Foot Technique cultivation.

Once lost, life would not last long.

Seven or eight beggars lay on the ground, among them was the old acquaintance, Yan Xiao Yi.

Seeing Gu Changsheng approach to kill, Chen Qiao quickly knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly: “This humble one is willing to offer all his life’s savings, only asking for Your Excellency to spare my life.”

“Spare your life? Unfortunately, you have committed my greatest taboo—cannibalism.” Gu Changsheng’s expression was indifferent, his figure like an iron tower, gradually approaching.

A Sword Qi was unleashed, instantly piercing through Chen Qiao’s bloody foot, and his vital essence dissipated.

Chen Qiao wailed in pain, appearing deranged.

In his heart, the beggars before him were merely blood food raised under the guise of Master and disciple.

To put it bluntly, they were all two-legged sheep, to be killed or spared at will.

Did this ruthless man actually pity them?

Haha, ridiculous!

“Haha, demon and evil techniques eat people?

Do Buddhist and Dao techniques not eat people?

The Buddhist sect’s Physical Body Golden Buddha is cast with human lives, with golden mud poured into the Physical Body of a living eminent monk.

The Dao sect also has the saying of Human Flesh Great Medicinal Pills.

The Path of cultivation is to feed on humans and contend with heaven for longevity.

If you don’t comprehend this principle, you will die sooner or later! Haha!”

Whoosh—

A wisp of Sword Qi sliced through like a gentle breeze, Chen Qiao’s eyes widened, a red line appeared on his neck, and his head rolled to the ground with a thud.

“It’s a pity, I am a long-lived being, even if you become a ghost, you will never see the day I die.”

Gu Changsheng murmured.

He sighed lightly, his figure changing, returning to his original appearance, and walked over to Yan Xiao Yi.

The last time they met, Yan Xiao Yi had just joined the Beggar Clan and had even specially bought two pig trotters to have his portrait drawn.

He hadn’t expected that this meeting would be in such a scene.

The Lame Foot Technique cultivation was perilous, and the Lame Foot was the essence of life.

To sever the Lame Foot before Major Achievement, even the King of Hell could not save him.

Gu Changsheng also had no way.

“You are… Brother Changsheng…”

Yan Xiao Yi’s Qi was extremely weak, but he recognized Gu Changsheng.

“I never thought… Brother Changsheng, you are so powerful.

That’s good, you’ve killed my enemy for me.

I regret it so much… I shouldn’t have cultivated this Lame Foot Technique, to end up in such a state now. Cough cough…”

Blood gurgled out of his lungs and throat.

Gu Changsheng tried to extract a trace of healing power with the Spring Breeze Transforming Rain Technique, but it was still of little use.

“Don’t bother… Brother Changsheng.

I know my body very well.”

Yan Xiao Yi said with difficulty.

His eyes unfocused, looking towards the sky, a smile appearing on his face: “I really want to eat my mother’s braised pig trotters one more time.

That was the best pig trotters I ever ate in my life…”

‘The best pig trotters? So that’s what it was…’ Gu Changsheng was stunned.

Perhaps it was a final burst of energy, Yan Xiao Yi’s words became much more coherent: “Three years ago, a great drought in my hometown caused a famine, and my mother and I fled with the villagers.

On the escape route, I overheard the village chief and a few ruffians secretly discussing eating my mother to fill their stomachs.

Frightened, I quickly fled with my mother.

Damn it, my legs were naturally not good, and I tripped over a stone halfway.

My mother protected me, blocking the few people.

That day, I cried and ran away.

At night, I hid in the distance, seeing the village chief set up a pot, with meat cooking inside.

At that time, there wasn’t even a grain of food left, so how could there be meat?

I knew what was cooking in that pot… I wanted revenge!

Practice martial arts!

But with my physique, I was naturally weak, and martial arts schools were expensive.

Carrying corpses for others, I couldn’t even save enough money to study at a martial arts school.”

Hatred showed on Yan Xiao Yi’s face.

“Later, I heard that the Beggar Clan had a cultivation technique here.

However, the initiation was very cruel, requiring one to endure unimaginable pain.

And it was even possible to die.

I thought, if I die, then I die.

I’m just a worthless life anyway.

That month, I watched maggots crawl all over my legs, and scorpions bit me, making me wish I were dead.

Several times I wanted to commit suicide.

But I thought of my mother, I wanted revenge!

Later, I entered the sect and became one of the few beggars in that batch who survived.

I was closer to revenge.

But it was all a scam, cultivation was just to accumulate blood food for the sect leader.

In the end, I was still going to be eaten… Haha… Cough cough.”

Yan Xiao Yi coughed up a mouthful of blood, gripping Gu Changsheng’s sleeve tightly with both hands.

“Brother Changsheng, please help me with one thing.”

“Tell me.”

“When I die, please take my ashes back to my hometown and bury them there.”

By the time the address was clearly stated, Yan Xiao Yi had also lost his breath.

Gu Changsheng looked towards the sky, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, his expression a little lonely.

‘In this chaotic world, only I am immortal…’

Soon, a large fire rose, engulfing the Beggar Clan’s stronghold, one of the three major gangs in Chenping County.