Chapter 104: Buffet

In the brief span of a single incense stick, the matter had already become widely known.

Ling Chi had now entered the second phase of his plan. Donning the Wu Song outfit once more, he lay in ambush along the only route from Yu County to the Tiger Might Villa.

He was waiting to catch the remaining martial artists in batches—those who would be served up on a silver platter, impossible to refuse.

These martial artists, confident in their profound cultivation, would undoubtedly come to witness the scene firsthand. After all, the Ghost Sect was renowned throughout the land.

To think they had suffered a setback in such a remote, impoverished place—bringing this news back to their hometowns would surely boost their prestige.

Although the Ghost Sect had massacred a city, it was not their own city.

“Laugh at poverty, not at prostitution” fits here as well: these martial artists mocked the weak, not the strong.

Ling Chi found a spot to wait and see which fish would bite first.

His long, disheveled hair concealed a fierce and ruthless face. Cradling his horse-slaying saber, he awaited fate’s arrival.

Half an incense stick’s time passed before the sound of galloping hooves approached. Two martial artists with fierce brows rode swiftly this way, both at the third or fourth level of Qi Sea cultivation.

The Thunder Pearl trembled, signaling the imminent deaths of the two. Suddenly, Ling Chi burst from the nearby woods. With the extreme yang energy clinging to his blade, the crimson horse-slaying saber unleashed dozens of rainbow-like slashes in an instant, killing the two outright.

Two to three hundred thunder spirit energies surged back into him, dispersing the horses. He then casually burned the bodies to ashes, continuing to hide in the forest, awaiting the next destined visitor.

The slaughter continued until dusk. Eventually, some martial artists sensed something was amiss—only a scattered dozen or so returned, though over a hundred had left in groups.

Had the others all gone home? Had they agreed to return together?

The more they pondered, the more uneasy they felt. Someone suggested they set out together to investigate.

With numbers comes strength; the timid martial artists felt emboldened by the presence of so many experts and agreed without hesitation.

A few dozen set off boisterously from Yu County, but gradually the more perceptive among them noticed the problem.

There were subtle signs of skirmishes along the way.

“Look here—there’s a blade scar about a foot deep, with bloodstains.”

“Clearly, the blade’s light pierced a body and then struck this blue steel stone from afar.”

“To have such power at that distance—tell me, who among you could match that?”

A plainly dressed, stern-faced middle-aged man spoke gravely.

“Captain Zhou is indeed meticulous, deducing so much from such minute details—truly admirable,” a nearby martial artist complimented.

In the realms of both the martial world and the court, such social niceties were commonplace.

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