diskusbooks Chapter 145 Qingfeng Slays the Bandit Stronghold, Humans and Demons Appear Together
Chapter 145 Qingfeng Slays the Bandit Stronghold, Humans and Demons Appear Together
Chapter 145 Qingfeng Slays the Bandit Stronghold, Humans and Demons Appear Together
Seeing their elder brother approaching, Bai Chi and Yue Dilong dared not delay and quickly worked together to move a specially made chair for Wei Dailiang to sit down.
On the surface, all three of them are at the Condensation Realm, and their cultivation levels are at the same level.
In reality, Wei Dailiang, a true remnant of the Food Cult, could easily kill both of them by himself, which is why these two vicious people obediently submitted to him.
Wei Dailiang moved his bulky body step by step to the specially made chair and sat down with a thud.
Even the specially made stone chair cracked under his pressure, occasionally shedding fragments of stone.
The obese, bloated body trembled, its protruding belly, full of fat and flesh, rippling before finally calming down after a long time.
Wei Dailiang took a few breaths, his fleshy face and neck, which were indistinguishable from his head, were all flushed, and his forehead was covered with a dense layer of oily sweat.
He grabbed a slice of meat, chewing as he mumbled, "Second brother, third brother, why hasn't the shipment from the Fufeng Chamber of Commerce arrived yet? Could something have gone wrong?"
Bai Chi and Yue Dilong exchanged a glance and immediately understood their elder brother's meaning.
Yue Dilong chuckled sheepishly and offered, "If you're really worried, brother, why don't you let me go down the mountain and take a look? If anything goes wrong, I'll take care of it."
"Alright, third brother, I knew I hadn't misjudged you." Wei Dailiang laughed loudly, spitting out some saliva mixed with meat crumbs.
Bai Chi unfolded his folding fan, covering half of his face, and muttered to himself, "Sycophant."
Yue Dilong scratched his head, chuckled, picked up the large scissors beside him, pointed at a few leaders and henchmen, and was about to walk out of the village.
As soon as he arrived at the village gate, he shouted to the walls on both sides of the gate: "Open the gate, we need to go out for a while."
"Alright, Third Master, almost there..."
boom!
Before the henchmen on the wall could finish speaking, the gate of Zeshan Village, made of thick, long logs, suddenly exploded open. The sturdy wooden gate was torn open like paper by lightning that seemed to come from nowhere.
The thunder was sharp, like the simultaneous shrieking of thousands of birds, and burst forth in large swaths of icy mist flashing with electric arcs.
Wood chips flew everywhere, like bullets, instantly turning some bandits who couldn't dodge in time into beehives.
Ding ding ding.
Yue Dilong's expression was fierce as he brandished the large scissors in his hand, blocking the flying wood chips and making a continuous clanging sound.
"Who dares to cause trouble in Zeshan Village?!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a sharpened log broke through the icy mist, its tip pointing outwards, and shot towards him.
Yue Dilong's expression changed. He opened his large scissors, channeled his true energy into them, and cut down on the flying log.
A flash of silver light appeared, and two blades, like the mouths of crocodiles, bit down hard, easily slicing the thick log into several pieces.
"A mere trick, and you dare to show it off? It's laughable." He sneered, calmly closed the scissors, and shook off the wood shavings.
Turning his head slightly, he saw that the henchmen he had brought out were now a pile of minced meat, and his smile froze on his face.
Even he was only concerned with himself during the wood chip storm, so he didn't have time to care about his underlings.
Yue Dilong's expression immediately turned from sunny to cloudy, his face darkening, his previous honesty replaced by malice.
Bloodshot eyes stared intently at the icy mist, while fingers with dark nails quietly tightened their grip on the scissors.
He would wait for a small head to emerge from the icy mist, then use his alligator snips to snap the person's neck with a snap.
One breath, two breaths... Yue Dilong didn't know how many breaths he had counted; he only knew that he was getting impatient.
The bandits inside the stronghold had been alerted, and one by one they rushed to the gate with their weapons. The icy fog that had enveloped the gate was beginning to dissipate.
call out.
A black figure emerged from the icy mist. Yue Dilong's eyes widened, and he roared:
"Good timing!"
As he spoke, he opened the alligator scissors in his hand and took the initiative to meet the figure.
A flash of light, and with a thud, a head fell to the ground.
"Ha, with this kind of skill, you dare to raid Zeshan Village? You're probably just here to give us a free meal..."
"Third brother, look what you've killed!!"
Bai Chi's furious voice drifted over from afar, and Yue Dilong instinctively looked down and found that the head looked somewhat familiar.
The man had a mustache, his mouth was wide open, and his eyes were full of doubt and fear.
Isn't this Manager Zhao from the Fufeng Chamber of Commerce? What's he doing here?
Suddenly startled, he realized he had fallen into a trap and quickly looked up at the icy mist.
He saw the blue and white sword light intertwined, filling his entire field of vision.
Before he could even raise the alligator snips or let out a scream, Yue Dilong watched helplessly as he was engulfed by the sword light.
Dense bloodstains bloomed on his body, making him look like a blooming blood rose. In the blink of an eye, every part of his body was covered in scarlet.
"ah!!!"
The screams came late, and Yue Dilong's pupils rolled upward, revealing the whites of his eyes, and his limbs twitched unnaturally.
He never expected that the skill he had been practicing not long ago would be experienced firsthand at this moment.
"Yue Dilong, a native of Lüzhou, once worked as a waiter at an inn. He was kicked out after being caught stealing food. In a fit of rage, he killed the innkeeper and his entire family. Afterward, he took over the inn and made meat buns from their flesh to sell to customers."
"After his scheme was exposed, he fled all the way. During this time, he was given guidance by a master and cultivated to the Condensation Realm. He became skilled with a pair of crocodile-mouth scissors and eventually became an outlaw in Daze Mountain."
"Since becoming a member of the Zeshan Bandits, I have killed countless people and even adopted the cannibalistic habits of the Zeshan Bandits... To be honest, I am very curious whether you have been infected with the aviation virus."
The red-robed Taoist slowly emerged from the icy mist, and with each word he uttered, a piece of flesh would fall from Yue Dilong's body.
Until he passed Yue Dilong, this vicious man who had killed countless people, not a single piece of flesh remained on his body. His internal organs dissolved, leaving only a white skeleton standing in place.
This expert at the Condensation Realm died on the spot without even seeing what the newcomer looked like.
Modi raised his eyelids and casually flicked his wrist, sending the bandit leader, whose blood was frozen solid, hurtling towards the enemy ranks like a cannonball.
Five stubby fingers suddenly reached out and firmly grasped the waist of the mountain bandit ice sculpture. With a gentle squeeze, the sound of bones cracking and ice shattering rang out.
"?" Wei Dailiang, who had just arrived, opened his slit-like eyes and looked at the mountain bandit in his hand with great interest. "Freezing the slices not only locks in the blood, making the five flavors less pronounced, but also gives them a unique taste. They are both icy and crisp, truly a great enjoyment in the dog days of summer."
As he spoke, he slurped up the noodles and savored them.
"..." The bandit held in his hand stared wide-eyed, tears welling up in his eyes. He finally understood how desperate those he had defiled and devoured must have felt before they died.
However, Wei Dailiang showed no sympathy for him. Just like him back then, he smacked his lips, looking extremely satisfied.
"The slices are thin yet tender; the Taoist priest's knife skills are probably no less than mine."
Wei Dailiang looked delighted. Even though Yue Dilong had died right in front of him, he showed no anger whatsoever. Instead, he enthusiastically suggested:
"Would you be interested in joining our Zeshan stronghold, Daoist Master? If you are willing, I promise to make you the second-in-command of the stronghold."
Bai Chi, standing behind him, underwent a dramatic change in expression, a sinister glint appearing between his brows.
The scholar knew very well that Wei Dailiang was a man of his word in the village, and his words were like water spilled on the ground, never to be taken back easily. He also knew how difficult it was to win the position of second-in-command. Even he himself had to pay a heavy price to kill the previous second-in-command and obtain the position.
But now that Taoist priest has arrived and has inexplicably pushed him out of the position, easily taking the spot he had painstakingly fought for. Is that fair? Is there no justice left?
Bai Chi was very unwilling, but due to Wei Dailiang's prestige, he dared not show it, but he harbored resentment towards the red-robed Taoist in his heart.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Taoist priest who stormed into Zeshan Village alone kept his eyes down the whole time and never looked directly at the bandits in front of him, which secretly annoyed some of them.
His gaze remained fixed on the ground, as if something on it was attracting his attention.
After a moment, Modi sighed softly, "You should be grateful to this world, otherwise you would have already suffered the pain of being devoured by ten thousand ghosts."
The underground of Zeshan Village is filled with so much resentment and death energy that if this world did not have such a strong suppression of souls, it would be almost impossible for them to form ghosts. Every single one of these bandits will be brought to justice.
"But it's alright," he changed the subject, stating a fact, "I'll collect their debts for them."
He stepped forward, his sleeves flashing with blue and white hues.
Upon seeing this, Wei Dailiang's smile froze on his face, and he struggled to lift his eyelids, staring intently at the Taoist with his two small, beady eyes.
Unlike ordinary people, his eyes are green, just like the color of a feline's eyes at night.
He licked his lips, then roughly tore the person in his hand in half, threw them on the ground, and warned:
"Daoist Master, have you really made up your mind to be my enemy? To be the enemy of the Zeshan Bandits?"
"To be enemies? You are not worthy."
Upon hearing this answer, Wei Dailiang's expression changed again, his previous smiling and amiable demeanor vanished, and his mouth gaped open, tearing the skin from the corner of his lips to a degree that no ordinary person could manage.
Inside the mouth are densely packed, sharp dental prosthetics, nested in layers, one inside and one outside.
The other bandits from Zeshan also joined him, tearing off their normal human disguises to reveal their deformed oral structures, with saliva dripping from their mouths.
It has shark-like sharp teeth, wild boar-like fangs, and octopus-like sucker mouthparts.
They are diverse in variety and distorted in form.
"Human Demon." Mo Di spoke softly, his twin swords hidden in his sleeves poised to strike.
"Since you're unwilling to join the cult, then I'll just have to cook you into a delicious meal. Your skin is so fair, you must taste wonderful. Let me taste you!"
Wei Dailiang slapped his Michelin Man-like body, producing a noticeable sound, and his fat body stirred up white waves.
"He's just a Qi Condensation Realm cultivator. Men, all of you, get on his shoulders!"
"You fat pig," Modi said, his expression unchanged, but he continued to mock, "Calling you a mountain demon is an understatement."