Chapter 547

The representative of the Blood Demon Sect closed his eyes tightly and let out a deep sigh.

Something even more dreadful than the worst-case scenario I had feared had indeed come to pass. That Mahee, she might as well die gracefully; but that bastard, the Heart Consumption Demon, bouncing around is all too vivid in my mind.

Damn it, leaving behind only a terse message that he would come soon, he ended up in a tragic state, and now we have to bear the consequences? It’s downright unjustifiable!

Our only way out is to capture the enemy and deliver him nicely wrapped up.

“I just received reports that the young lady you saw earlier, the daughter of our Sect Leader, is suffering terrible torture at the hands of Cheonhwa-geom and is on the brink of death. Now that Cheonhwa-geom and the Blood Demon Sect are arch-enemies, could you please consider our situation?”

“Cough.”

Chaewoon-sok pretended to clear his throat, twitching his lips. It’s the sort of expression one wears while sending a message.

“When the investigation is done, I will subdue Cheonhwa-geom and send him your way. So, could you kindly step back for now? I’ll mention my concessions to Lord Ryen, alright?”

The intent of the Blood Demon Sect representative was firm; if they were to subdue Cheonhwa-geom and send him over, it meant just kill him and deliver the body.

Of course, Qing had absolutely no intention of willingly accompanying the Gangster Group.

The treachery of these two con artists was truly heinous.

Then, the Blood Demon Sect’s famed Beast Warriors all scrambled towards Chaewoon-sok and dropped to their knees.

They started bowing down and begging, would you believe it?

To Qing, it looked like a bunch of dogs trained to heel before suddenly lowering their heads in a peculiar display.

“Sir, would you please reconsider our grudge just this once? Please…!”

“We shall beg like this! To think that we have to turn back with the enemy before us, how humiliating and miserable is that!”

“Please, we beseech you like this! Sir!”

“Cough, could you all stop this?”

Chaewoon-sok couldn’t hide his perplexed expression, giving them noticeable hints to do something about their situation.

However, internally, his anger was gradually rising.

I mean, after agreeing to sort things out peacefully later on, why the heck are these guys pulling this ridiculous act now?

How can I just dismiss them and take Cheonhwa-geom? What does that make of Ryen’s face, huh?

These Blood Demon Sect bastards are just itching for some Demonic Arts, making all sorts of excuses to sneak Cheonhwa-geom away.

Nonetheless, Qing subtly shifted his weight onto his front paw.

For Qing, kneeling was merely a preparatory retreat, a mere outline of a larger scheme.

Given that he wasn’t really inclined to kneel, just observing the act of bowing and prostrating made him wonder if perhaps it was just the ignition of his push-off moment.

And sure enough.

The Beast Warriors launched themselves all at once.

They, masters of the art of mimicking four-legged beasts, charged with an intense ferocity!

“Whoa!?”

Chaewoon-sok’s reaction was a beat behind.

Just like shown earlier, with limbs gripping and hanging on, he found himself being yanked along with the Beast Warriors, shuffling backward together in a comically awkward fashion.

They might act tough, but they sure as hell weren’t falling over.

But just for a moment.

One of the Beast Warriors, desperately clawing around as he got dragged by the waist, suddenly fished around until—

Then came a fist clenched tight—

“AAAHHH!!”

A chilling, desperate scream!

Just like a woman’s bosom lacks the strong protection of an energy armor, a man’s jewels were no different.

In agony, there’s no distinction between a master or a beginner; Chaewoon-sok crumbled right there.

In that moment, Qing stomped on the ground frantically.

“Sir!”

Qing dashed in with a shrill scream, representing the urgency in his tone.

To anyone watching, it looked like he was rushing in to save the elder, but what was really going on inside his head?

No way! I can’t let the last hit slip by!

With a swift kick, Qing struck the side of one Beast Warrior!

A crushing sensation as ribs cracked beneath his foot and an agonized scream followed.

Grabbing a handful of hair, Qing hurled the warrior aside, desperately weaving into the crowd of women.

The Beast Warriors were all tightly huddled together.

They didn’t immediately notice Qing sneaking through; the stench of blood wafted heavily as Qing reached out, brushing past faces, beards, necks, and extending further to finally—

Qing’s fingers pierced through Chaewoon-sok’s chest.

His mighty hand forced apart the ribs, with fingers driving straight into the cavity, grasping tightly onto the heart.

The world’s unparalleled brute strength was ready to crush the myocardium.

“Cough.”

Chaewoon-sok, aged sixty-three, died a man with a broken body.

In the retrospect of a late blooming master, he was touted to eventually rise to become a significant pillar of the Sado Sect.

Dying among countless women, you could almost say it was a kind of fortunate ending.

“What the…!” “Master Jo!” “Master!!”

“Strike! We can only survive if we capture Cheonhwa-geom!”

“They’re attacking! All out with your blades!”

Next, the warriors of the Blood Demon Sect revealed their true colors, with swords flashing and Qi and Sword Aura intertwining, clashing and scattering sparks.

As Chaewoon-sok collapsed, the Beast Warriors, who were chewing flesh and sipping blood, hesitated.

Slowly lifting their upper bodies, they exchanged satisfied glances.

Suddenly, a feeling of unease stirred among the Beast Warriors.

What’s this? Is there a spy among us?

Amid all this blood-drenched chaos, for one of them to look glowing too beautiful is surely strange.

“Ah. Caught!”

“You, Cheonhwa—”

The Beast Warrior faltering on his words found his jaw suddenly snapped around.

Directly struck on the chin, the Beast Warrior’s eyes glazed over, pupils rolling back.

Following that, Qing’s hands shot out to grab clumps of hair. With astounding strength, he coalesced fists, simultaneously smashing two heads down at the center!

“AAAHHH!”

Two heads collided, one scream echoed.

When heads crack open, brains and bits spill out; not only could a Beast Warrior not produce a sound, but even a beast couldn’t manage to scream.

“Meow!”

“Say it with words!”

Qing shouted loudly, standing there with two fingers raised, poking forward through the newly created holes that line his ‘meow’ face.

“Screaming!!” came the shrill cry, as the Beast Warrior clutched his eyes.

What the heck! Though people scream, what kind of beastly sound is that?

Were these not mere beasts but rather monsters formed from the hearts of animals?

A cow crushing a mouse with its `walking moon’, had the Heart Consumption Demon flinched at how they knew?

Alas, the Heart Consumption Demon wasn’t present, and Qing knew nothing about it.

“Cough!”

“You too!”

Qing roared, soaring through the air.

An agile knee aimed for the nostrils of a Beast Warrior, descending smoothly with a solid thud.

The ensuing fury of Qing’s yells merged with the thundering sound of his fists, striking hard and leaving ripples of crushing force.

“I told you! -Crack! – I said! -Wham! – to speak! -Slam! – properly! -Thud!-”

Throwing down the bloodied Beast Warrior, Qing glared with a furious gaze flickering ominously, full of foreboding colors.

“Any words from you guys? Meow? What’s next, huh? Moo? Bork?”

“Eek!” “Gulp!” “No!” “Nothing!” “We will speak human words!”

“Tch. Smash the beast and the human alike, that’s the only way you listen. Hand over the leashes!”

“Eh?”

“Hand over the leashes! Don’t know what they are? Want me to wring your neck before handing them back?”

“W-Wait a second, I-I-I can’t take it off…”

“Here, right here!”

“Tch. Count yourselves lucky.”

Qing snarled, accepting the leash before tightening it around his neck, pounding the ground with a thud.

In the thick of the battle between the Blood Demon Sect and the Sado Sect, he landed on all fours effortlessly, escaping with the grace of a true beast.

The remaining Beast Warriors slumped down. Among them, at least half made a splashing noise.

Qing dashed nimbly across the battlefield, resembling a long-haired creature running on all fours, unmistakably a Beast Warrior.

Consequently, the warriors of the Sado Sect flinched and evaded, while those of the Blood Demon Sect pointed and yelled at the enemy, neither of which blocked the path.

Thus, Qing sprang across the battlefield towards the onlookers in Hangzhou.

Pushing through hurriedly, the crowd moved aside, and Qing leapt onto all fours!

“ROAR!”

Qing let out a powerful bestial roar.

Vaulting effortlessly over the human barriers, he resembled a tiger rampaging through the streets of Hangzhou at night.

Bounding off the walls of the pavilion, he leapt atop the eaves, flying to adjacent thoroughfares, and from there touching down in an alleyway, snagging a piece of clothing hanging on a laundry line as he landed stealthily.

“Whew. I thought my heart was going to drop.”

Running on all fours must have made it quite a jarring experience. That tear in my belly was screaming for help as I felt an intense pain jolting through me.

Qing rummaged with his hand in his chest.

“Great, I’ve actually torn it, whew……!”

Feeling the gaping wound, Qing froze, only the sound of air wheezing through the crevice echoed loudly.

This was surely going to leave a scar.

If I could just mix up some medicine and apply it, maybe in a month or two, but hmm, I can’t let anyone find out.

First, I’ll use these stolen clothes to tightly bind my upper body, and then throw away the leash that I had around my neck.

Just then.

“The deceiving ghost, but I am not allowed.”

“Huh?”

“Because I have comprehended the wisdom of all living things. The superficiality of Central Plain women is merely a cunning trick. You, existing in the palm of your Buddha.”

From beyond the alley came a figure, particularly gaunt.

Qing recognized the figure.

Strange Monk—uh, what was it?

“Fishcake three-way?”

“I am A-mook-hap-rab! You disrespectful wench of the Central Plain! Playing with a person’s name; not even Buddha could forgive this!”

“Um, I think Buddha would probably forgive.”

“I have suffered a great insult, you wicked wench of the Central Plain! You will be delivered to me! Then the Heart Consumption Technique shall be safe.”

Looks like if I give up the Heart Consumption Technique, they’ll pretend to overlook what just happened.

Qing somewhat understood.

“No, but the Heart Consumption Technique never existed in the first place! Why can’t you believe a person’s words? How do you give what doesn’t exist? Make it and give it?”

“You folk in the Central Plain spew only lies from your mouths. Very filthy! Even the Buddha recognizes and punishes you, hurling you into Hell.”

“So, who taught you the Central Plain dialect? Was it Buddha? If you’re going to learn, shouldn’t you be learning from the Buddha of the Central Plain?”

“Your lowly, foolish dog-like head matches perfectly. Central Plain Buddha is just a replica. All Buddhas originated from Tianzhu.”

Oh wait, thinking back, that’s actually true.

Seems like he’s rather well-versed with scripture.

But why is this guy’s tongue so coarse?

“Regardless, saying something that doesn’t exist is useless. It’s driving me crazy.”

“Agreed. You wicked Central Plain fiend, speak lies and you’ll end up planting seeds. If you peacefully hand over your Divine Skill, no bloodshed will occur.”

“Seriously, I’m gonna lose it…”

Qing pretended to sweep his face with his hands, glancing back.

Hmm, is it just this guy?

However, catching just a glimpse sufficed to reveal a massive figure filling the alleyway.

A gigantic figure, stealthily edging closer without a sound, it’s Pobidon.

That bulky fellow, Pobidon, is as tough as a rock.

And were those two making friends?

They didn’t seem to get along, but do simpletons grow close when they fight?

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