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After some thought, Chen Anlin nodded. "Alright, take me there when the time comes."
"Yes, Lord Chen," came the reply.
"Now tell me about the situation in the area where the Taiping Sect is headed," Chen Anlin instructed.
"Of course, please follow me, Lord Chen."
Stepping aside, Li Que began to explain.
"This is not a secret. In the southwestern region of Liu City, there is a vast mountain range inhabited by countless beasts. Very few people dare to enter it. However, not long ago, I captured a group of Taiping Sect members and learned from them that deep within that mountain range, there is a place rich in spiritual energy. Even a single blade of grass there is an extremely rare medicinal herb, along with spiritual fruits, spiritual wood, and many unknown beasts. They even discovered some magical artifacts."
"So they decided to join forces with some families and venture inside together?" Chen Anlin asked.
"Indeed. But could this be a scheme by the Taiping Sect?"
"It’s unlikely. We have indeed found many valuable items on those Taiping Sect members, and I have also learned through other channels that other members of the Taiping Army are preparing to delve deeper into the area to seize resources."
Li Que lowered his head, a slight smirk appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Just wait; once they go in and both sides suffer heavy losses, I will take advantage of my unique stealth abilities to reap the benefits!"
"Lord Chen, I know about this as well. My family has a map. Since you just arrived and have no place to stay, why not come to my house?" Zhang Shan quickly interjected.
He certainly didn’t want Li Que to become Chen Anlin’s subordinate.
Li Que was anxious; he still wanted Chen Anlin to accompany him on an outing so he could show off more.
"My house is quite spacious too!" Li Que quickly added.
"Zhang Shan, lead the way," Chen Anlin nodded.
"Yes!" Zhang Shan exclaimed happily and hurried ahead.
Once again failing to show off, Li Que was quite frustrated and could only curse under his breath as he left with Ling Er.
In the afternoon, Chen Anlin declined He Lin's repeated requests for drinks. He took Yang Dou, Zhou Tong, and Su Menghan to a place called Wanxi Village. According to the novel, a hall master named Sun Dapiao from the Taiping Sect was hiding here.
This Sun Dapiao practiced demonic arts and was a minor figure in the later stages of cultivation. Although he posed no significant threat to Chen Anlin, he could still cause considerable trouble. Thus, Chen Anlin planned to deal with him beforehand.
By evening, the four finally arrived at Wanxi Village.
Wanxi Village was quite remote, and at this hour, there was not a single wisp of smoke rising from any chimney. However, in the center of the village, a flicker of firelight could be seen.
"Chen Anlin, how did you know that the Taiping Sect's demons were hiding here?" Yang Dou asked curiously, increasingly unable to see through Chen Anlin's intentions. How could he know about this place when even the Eastern Depot and the officials had failed to uncover it?
"Hehe, Sister Dou'er, I have my own methods! Besides, I know there are many hidden sentinels around here. If we go in carelessly, we might alert them!"
"What should we do then?"
"You all wait here. I can handle this alone."
As he spoke, Chen Anlin took out a black cloak. This was the Shadowless Garment he had obtained from the Elder of Joy. Although the treasure had been damaged at the time, he had later asked the leader of the Hundred Flowers Sect to help repair it.
Once he draped it over himself, he instantly vanished from sight.
With that, Chen Anlin swiftly made his way to the largest house in the center of the village. As soon as he reached the entrance, he heard a chant coming from inside.
"Once I wandered lost in darkness, on a path shrouded by night. The gentle breeze pierced my soul, leaving me directionless. How many tears must be shed to complete this journey of life? Can I hope for those who soar in distant skies to fly together with me on this journey?"
A song from a cult.
Chen Anlin had already shed the Shadowless Garment.
Currently, Sun Dabiao's strength was not high; he was merely at the sixth rank, so Chen Anlin was confident he could handle him.
As he pushed open the door, he saw that in the spacious courtyard, all the villagers were seated on the ground, each holding a small white candle.
At the front on a table sat a middle-aged man in gray robes, flanked by two women dressed in white. This middle-aged man had long flowing hair and a robust build with prominent cheekbones—clearly a master of hard qigong.
This man was none other than Sun Dabiao.
According to records, he began his life of crime at a young age—murdering and robbing before taking up martial arts and becoming notorious for his killings. He earned the nickname "Poisonous Heart Hand."
He specialized in a technique known as Yin Claw, capable of easily tearing open a person's chest and crushing their heart with his hands. His ruthless methods earned him his fearsome title.
The two women behind him were also at the sixth rank; they served as his left and right protectors responsible for managing affairs and ensuring his safety. One was named Wang Hong and the other Zhou Cuilian; besides their roles as protectors, they were also Sun Dabiao's mistresses.
"Who are you?"
Sun Dabiao was enjoying the villagers' worship when he saw Chen Anlin enter. He abruptly sat up straight.
One of his burly subordinates leaped up with a roar and charged at Chen Anlin.
"Yah yah yah!"
Thud!
Chen Anlin remained motionless as a sword qi shot forth, piercing straight through the man's chest.
The burly man let out a muffled groan before collapsing to the ground five meters in front of Chen Anlin, lifeless.
What??
The expressions of the surrounding cult members changed drastically as they rose to their feet, their eyes filled with terror as they looked at Chen Anlin.
Chen Anlin remained expressionless, his gaze casually sweeping over everyone until it finally settled on Sun Dabiao.
"Who are you? Do you know where this place is?" Sun Dabiao stood up and demanded sternly.
Chen Anlin did not respond. Instead, he began speaking for himself: "Sun Dabiao, nicknamed Poisonous Heart Hand, has harmed countless people in his early years for the sake of robbery. After learning martial arts, he killed an entire family of eighteen before joining the Taiping Sect, where he managed to become a hall master due to his certain abilities! But you were not satisfied; here you deceive and exploit others, killing anyone who does not obey you. You are secretly cultivating demonic arts, am I right?"
Sun Dabiao's lips twitched as he replied, "I am now the hall master of the Taiping Sect. The doctrine of the Taiping Sect is to establish a true nation where peace reigns, allowing people to live and work in peace and ensuring that the common folk have food to eat! As for the killings you mentioned, I admit it, but I did it for their own good—to help them leave early and avoid suffering! As for what I did in my youth, I don't know who you're talking about."
Chen Anlin sneered, "Even now you refuse to admit your guilt. Sun Dabiao, you truly deserve to die."
Sun Dabiao's eyes flickered as he observed outside the door. Noticing that there was no one outside, he asked, "So what do you plan to do? Don't forget, you're just one person."
"One person is enough."
"Hahaha!" Sun Dabiao laughed. "You may have some strength, but here, you're still not enough. We have numbers on our side, and none of us fear death."
As he finished speaking, a group of cult members rose in unison, glaring at Chen Anlin with fury.
These cult members were not only brainwashed but had also been consuming poison for years; they possessed a certain level of strength and were fearless in battle.
Swish!
Chen Anlin drew his shimmering yellow sword and addressed the crowd: "When I came here, I consulted with His Majesty about whether I could kill all the cult members. His Majesty said that anyone who voluntarily withdraws from the Taiping Sect can be spared."
With a flourish of his sword, he stepped aside to reveal the large door behind him. "I am giving you ten breaths of time; those who remain will die!"
"Kill him!" Sun Dabiao shouted.
"Young man, we have the protection of the gods; we will not die!" an old woman snarled at Chen Anlin.
Pfft!!
The sword energy shot straight at her throat, blood gushing from her neck.
"Cough cough... y-you..." The old woman’s eyes widened as she collapsed to the ground, her legs kicking for a moment before she finally breathed her last.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five..."
Chen Anlin paused for a moment and smiled. "Time's almost up."
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