Impossible! Although my cultivation technique is unique, requiring the essence of women, my own blood and energy are vigorous. How could a mere evil ghost come close to me? Black Butterfly discarded all distractions, realizing he had encountered a high-level expert.
Suddenly, he raised his right hand backward, and a puff of white smoke sprayed from his sleeve, quickly enveloping the area.
He held an antidote under his tongue, waiting for the expert behind him to collapse.
This “Spring Breeze Bone-Softening Mist” was a renowned anesthetic he acquired from a secret manual. Even masters ranked on the Human List, if caught unprepared and inhaling just a trace, would find their bones weakened and utterly powerless to resist!
There was no sound of a heavy object falling, and his back still felt empty, yet another cold breeze blew against his neck, chilling him to the bone, nearly freezing his blood!
Did he preemptively hold his breath? How could that be possible? I acted without any warning, and I’ve been holding the antidote all along! Black Butterfly’s heart surged with waves of shock, beginning to suspect that he had truly encountered an evil ghost.
I have killed so many women, many of whom died with unresolved grievances or cursed me with their last breaths. Could their lingering resentment have transformed into ghosts seeking revenge?
He who lives righteously fears no ghosts at night. Recalling his past misdeeds, Black Butterfly felt his legs tremble, fearing their resentment was too strong for his blood energy to suppress.
A feeling of terror climbed from his spine straight to his brain, sending tingling chills through his body. Black Butterfly’s legs weakened, his pupils dilated, and he nearly fainted.
No, I’ll try again!
Cruel by nature and ruthless in action, he still refused to believe he was facing an evil ghost beyond his ability to resist.
A crescent-shaped hidden weapon slid from his sleeve into Black Butterfly’s left hand, which he suddenly flung backward. The weapon sliced through the air, yet there was no response—seemingly confirming no one was there.
As the weapon neared the wooden wall, it suddenly turned back, slashing toward the space behind Black Butterfly!
The “Farewell Again Dart” would return automatically after being thrown, making it unexpectedly effective for probing the unknown.
The dart flew past Black Butterfly and returned to his left hand, making no sound along the way, as if flying through empty space.
Another cold breeze blew against his neck. Black Butterfly’s heart and courage shattered, icy chills rushing to his head.
He spun around quickly, but unsurprisingly saw only Miss Sha-6, who stared at him with wide eyes, her expression strange, as if something ghostly stood behind him.
“Friend, I know your resentment lingers, but we have no feud. Why force confrontation? How about this—I’ll leave now, and every year I’ll burn incense, kowtow, and invite monks or Taoists to perform rituals for you.” Black Butterfly suppressed his trembling and managed to speak coherently.
Silence reigned, no response came, only the cold wind continuing to blow, making Black Butterfly shiver all over, nearly soiling himself.
“I’ve been heartless and inhumane, I’ve wronged you all, but dragging me down with you serves no purpose. Why not let me reform and honor your memory?” Black Butterfly finally lost control.
It wasn’t that his temperament didn’t match his strength, but any normal adept encountering such inexplicable circumstances would inevitably feel fear. Coupled with his accumulated guilt, his breakdown was natural.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew, the wooden hut’s door flew open, and from the darkness darted a “ghostly” figure—expressionless, almost like a corpse.
Black Butterfly let out a shriek, soiling himself completely before collapsing unconscious.
At that moment, he felt a hand press onto his back. Numerous forces separated, pierced his protective aura, surged into his body, shattered his dantian, and destroyed his main meridians.
With the thought that his martial arts were utterly ruined, Black Butterfly finally lost consciousness.
“Senior Brother Qi, you scared him unconscious,” Meng Qi said sternly, looking at Qi Zhengyan.
Qi Zhengyan twitched his face slightly, tightening his grip on the dragon-patterned golden saber. Who was the one enjoying himself just now?
After arriving and confirming Miss Sha-6 was safe, Meng Qi relaxed slightly and took the opportunity to test the Wolf King’s techniques. By sensing Black Butterfly’s energy flow and muscle reactions, utilizing the environment, and employing the Phantom Demon Body Technique, he had plunged the opponent into a nightmare—being attacked yet unable to locate the enemy.
Under such circumstances, anyone with slightly weaker nerves would collapse!
Meng Qi always carefully studied the techniques of every opponent he had fought, improving himself through such experiences—this was one aspect of his cultivation.
“Miss Sha-6, let’s go outside and meet the others,” Meng Qi said, lifting Black Butterfly by the back of his robe. His energy seeped in, leaving no chance for escape.
Miss Sha-6’s earlier fear, despair, and anxiety had largely dissipated as she watched Meng Qi toy with Black Butterfly. She barely held back her tears, bowed gracefully, and said, “Thank you, both young heroes. May I ask your honorable names?”
“My name is Su Meng. This is Qi Zhengyan, a disciple of the Huanhua Sword Sect. We met on the road and traveled together to Yingcheng, when we encountered this matter,” Meng Qi replied without hiding his identity—he was openly going to challenge the “Azure Lotus Young Master.”
Miss Sha-6’s eyes lit up. “So you are the ‘Furious Blade’ Young Master Su. No wonder Black Butterfly stood no chance.”
“You both possess the hearts of true heroes. My family will surely reward you.”
“We heroes act out of righteousness, not for reward!” Meng Qi appeared as a proper young hero of the righteous path, while secretly rummaging through Black Butterfly’s belongings, finding ten hidden weapons, two vials of anesthetics, four antidote pills, and numerous female handkerchiefs and undergarments.
He gave Miss Sha-6 an antidote pill, restoring her mobility, then Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan led her out of the forest.
Chief Constable Wang, Hero Lin Baozhi, Sha family elders, and others had already arranged search routes and teams, torches forming a long line, preparing to enter the mountains to capture Black Butterfly and avenge their grievance.
Suddenly, they halted at the edge of the forest—they saw Miss Sha-6 and the two men who had entered earlier.
Among them, the handsome young man holding a blade in his right hand carried a figure in dark clothing. The silhouette resembled the vague image of Black Butterfly they had glimpsed earlier.
“There he is—Black Butterfly.” With a thud, Meng Qi tossed Black Butterfly before them.
This… this was too fast! Chief Constable Wang and others stood stunned, torches flickering, the scene falling into stunned silence.
“Girl, are you okay?” The Sha family elder recovered first.
Seeing her family, Miss Sha-6 finally burst into tears, releasing all her fear. “Father, I’m fine, thanks to these two heroes. Black Butterfly… Black Butterfly didn’t succeed…”
Could this really be Black Butterfly? Everyone inhaled sharply. How quickly had this happened? Excluding travel time, how fast had he been captured? And his lower body was smeared with excrement, emitting a foul stench.
The Sha family elder comforted his daughter, then nodded first to Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan. Stepping forward, he slashed off Black Butterfly’s source of sin with one sword stroke, waking him in pain.
“Chief Constable, hand Black Butterfly over to the authorities for just punishment.”
“He must be executed by a thousand cuts,” Chief Constable Wang gritted his teeth.
“Two young heroes, may I ask your names?” the Sha family elder bowed.
Miss Sha-6 wiped her tears. “Father, this is the ‘Furious Blade’ Young Master Su, and this is Young Master Qi of the Huanhua Sword Sect.”
Ah! Everyone exclaimed simultaneously. So it was the Furious Blade who acted—no wonder Black Butterfly was captured so easily. A famous name indeed!
“We have long admired Young Master Su’s reputation. The battle between Maoling and Zhenjing has already spread throughout Jiangdong,” the Sha family elder said immediately. “Both of you must be tired from your journey. Why not stay at my house for a while? I shall host a banquet in your honor.”
“There’s no need for a banquet. We need rest, and tomorrow we must go to Yingcheng,” Meng Qi did not refuse outright. Under reasonable circumstances, he would never mistreat himself—he preferred private mansions over inns, and inns over sleeping on the streets. If absolutely necessary, he could sleep anywhere.
“Yingcheng?” The Sha family elder chuckled. “I was going to offer you travel money, but since you’re heading there, I’ll personally escort you. Many notable figures owe me some courtesy.”
Meng Qi nodded indifferently in agreement.
The night passed without incident, and Meng Qi slept soundly, waking up refreshed.
Just as he reunited with Qi Zhengyan, the Sha family elder and Miss Sha-6 hurried over.
“Young Master Su, there is a matter we need your witness and judgment on,” the Sha family elder requested earnestly.
Meng Qi smiled. “What use is an outsider’s testimony?”
“On the contrary,” the elder shook his head. “You, Young Master Su, are a renowned expert on the Human Rankings, celebrated throughout the realm. Wherever you go, you are undoubtedly a ‘notable figure.’ What’s more, as an outsider with no ties to any faction, your judgment would be the most impartial.”
Meng Qi’s reputation had grown so much that the Sha family elder momentarily overlooked Qi Zhengyan, only later hastily adding that the Huanhua disciple was the same.
Tsk, finally earning the status of a fair “notable figure”—Meng Qi had never experienced such a situation before, and his interest was piqued. “What matter is it?”
“There is a local sect called Ju Hua Sect. Recently, its leader died under suspicious circumstances, possibly murdered by his youngest disciple. The disciple fought his way out of the sect and disappeared. Meanwhile, the eldest disciple and the leader’s own son fought bitterly for the leadership. Today, on the seventh day after the leader’s death, the youngest disciple suddenly returned, proclaiming his innocence and requesting local notables to judge the matter fairly,” the Sha family elder briefly explained.
Meng Qi chuckled. “Fighting his way out of the sect—this youngest disciple must be far stronger than the others?”
“He joined the sect already skilled,” Miss Sha-6 interjected.
“I see. Do you know where his martial arts originated?” Meng Qi already carried the air of a fair judge.
The Sha family elder replied, “We don’t know exactly, but we heard he was immensely strong, originally a hunter near the Shaolin area. Later, his family suffered a disaster, and he begged his way south, eventually being accepted by the Ju Hua Sect leader due to his talent.”
“A hunter near Shaolin…” Meng Qi clicked his teeth, finding an unexpected connection.
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