Chương 268: Escape

The Xuanwu Mine, the deepest part of the valley. This was an area filled with rugged, difficult-to-navigate limestone rocks, surrounded on all sides by sheer cliffs. Even if one exerted the strength of nine bulls and two tigers to scale the mountains, they would still face bottomless abysses and endless, undulating mountain ranges with no path of escape. Therefore, the God-Slaying Sect members didn't bother heavily guarding this place.

The 2nd Tier martial artists were all shackled, and the weak 3rd Tier chickens wouldn't be able to fly up even if they grew wings, so why waste the effort? Over time, this place became a forgotten burial ground for dead prisoners, ignored by all. Taking advantage of the fading twilight, a massive figure descended from the sky, aiming its claws straight at the running Hu Zi below. Having been instructed beforehand, Hu Zi felt no fear. He hurriedly jumped up and grabbed onto Lightning's two legs.

With a few powerful flaps of its wings, the eagle lifted him up to the mountain peak, where Song Que was already waiting...... At the other end of the ravine. The guards who had fled from the mine to this area originally expected to be reinforced by their fellow sect brothers. However, all they saw was a scene of wailing, stomach-clutching sick men sprawling everywhere.

Those with slightly higher cultivation—having already tempered their internal organs—fared a bit better and were busy looking for places to pull down their pants and relieve themselves. The stench soaring to the heavens truly left people gagging and choking.

"Run!" With no time to curse, the group continued to run for their lives. There were defensive walls and fortifications ahead; it would definitely be safer there. They could only hope Lord Qin returned in time. The men prayed in their hearts, their feet ignoring the filth and muck on the ground, while not forgetting to warn their gluttonous brothers along the way. The gluttonous brothers:......

Looking at the manic, furious momentum of the mine slaves in the distance, these men's already pale faces turned even paler. Ignoring their stomachaches and their half-finished business, they hurriedly pulled up their pants and chased after the group ahead. Senior Brothers, wait for me! It stinks too much! The men running in front were terrified, covering their noses and running with all the strength they used to suckle milk as babies. The scene was indescribably comical....... A few miles outside the valley.

A wall merely ten meters high naturally couldn't stop Song Si's footsteps. With a few simple leaps, borrowing force from the wall, he vaulted over it. Exchanging dozens of blows with the guards stationed atop the wall, he didn't drag out the fight. Taking advantage of the fact that the enemy hadn't yet formed an encirclement, he broke free and fled. Although the Outer Sect disciples of the God-Slaying Sect chased after him with all their might, they were increasingly left far behind.

"Li Si! You cannot escape! Today, i will pull out your tendons, peel off your skin, and drink your blood!" A chilling voice echoed by their ears. From a distance, Qin Jin was pursuing at an astonishing speed.

"Qin Dog, eat my shit!" Li Si shouted happily, his legs exploding with even greater speed as he dove into the forest beside the road. Qin Jin's hatred deepened. Emitting a gloomy, deathly aura, he flew forward like a dark cloud, leaving the God-Slaying Sect disciples behind with a command:"Return and guard the passageway!" Confident in his own martial arts, Old Qin believed that even if that villain grew wings, he couldn't escape. Thus, he ordered his subordinates back. He didn't care about anything else anymore.

His sole desire was to catch that dog Li Si and torture him to death to vent his hatred. He didn't know how long he had chased, but feeling the person behind him closing in and lacking the strength to run any further, Li Si laughed loudly:"Qin Dog! I already threw away all the stuff from under your bed along the way! Don't even dream of finding it!"

"You court death!" Unauthorized usage: this narrative is on Amazon without the author's consent. Report any sightings. Qin Jin fiercely slashed his saber. The saber Qi extended for several meters, felling the surrounding trees in its path. Narrowly dodging this strike, Si Brother continued his fearless mockery:"Haha, you dog, you probably don't know this, but every day I fed you piss and shit! Sometimes it was water used to rinse mouths or wash feet! Yet you, a dog, kept praising how delicious it was!

I'm truly a genius! Hahahaha..." Recalling that this guy had prepared his food and drinks every single day, doing such a thing was indeed as easy as flipping a hand. Qin Jin's body suddenly swayed, his stomach churning, and he almost vomited right then and there. By now, Old Qin's eyes were blood-red. His aura turned fiercely violent as he roared madly:"I will chop you alive!!!"

"Chop my ass! Are the things on my body really that fragrant, that you still want to take me back and savor them?"

"Roooar...." Qin Jin howled like a wild beast, startling even Grandee Song. Before he could take another look, thick black smoke began billowing from the man's pores, and his entire body lunged forward at a terrifying speed to grab Li Si's neck.

"I caught you!!!" The sinister, piercing voice squeezing through his teeth was enough to make Song Que's hair stand on end. He didn't have masochistic tendencies. Having gloriously completed his mission, he happily withdrew his soul fragment. Li Si:... Burp... (Head slumped to the side). Qin Jin:...... At this moment, Old Qin's face was completely blank. How did he die before I could even torture him to vent my anger? Did I grab too hard and snap this dog's neck?

Blankly checking Li Si's neck for a moment and finding no injuries, Qin Jin resentfully let it go. Ignoring it, he began to search the body. Nothing! Absolutely nothing! His secret manual, his Xuanwu Essence, everything was gone! Recalling the guy's earlier words, Qin Jin tilted his head back and roared violently.

Although he still didn't understand what this guy's motive was—acting so recklessly just to destroy everything here—the nearly insane Old Qin didn't have the free time to care if he had slept with this guy's wife in the past. With his heart burning like fire, he hurriedly retraced his steps to search along the path. Unfortunately, the items were all sitting in Grandee Song's spatial inventory. No matter how much effort he put in, it would all be in vain....... On the mountain peak behind the valley.

With an open view and high elevation, one could observe all the activities below without missing a single detail. That was exactly why Song Que had chosen to temporarily station here. Brought up by Lightning, Hu Zi strained his eyes and finally spotted a dark-skinned man dressed in black, wearing a small black sword, standing over there. He hurriedly stepped forward and bowed deeply:"Many thanks to my benefactor for the grace of saving my life!"

"It was nothing. Those two girls, a'Mi and a'Zi, begged me. Furthermore, I am currently short of capable people under me, so I conveniently saved you this once." He spoke without any pretense or beating around the bush, nor did he bother with lengthy speeches to win over hearts. However, Hu Zi didn't feel anything was wrong. Without expecting anything in return, who would be crazy enough to travel so far just to bestow a favor?

He immediately knelt straight down and performed the grand salute of a subordinate to his lord.

"A kindness as small as a drop of water shall be repaid with a gushing spring. In this life, this subordinate is willing to toil like a beast of burden to repay the Young Master!"

"En, stand up!" Grandee Song was quite satisfied with this person's attitude, nodding and beckoning him to rise.

"Many thanks, Master!"

"Call me Young Master."

"Understood, Young Master!" Hu Zi had no objections. After hesitating for a moment, he asked the question he cared about the most right now:"Young Master, I wonder how a'Mi and a'Zi are doing right now?"

"They are doing very well....." Splitting his attention, Song Que controlled Li Si to curse Qin Jin on one side while explaining the cause and effect to the man in front of him on the other. By the time Fourth Brother's connection severed on the other end, Hu Zi had more or less understood everything. Naturally, he didn't casually disclose specific details, only recounting the general situation.

"A'Mi and a'Zi almost suffered harm... it's all my fault for not being able to protect them thoroughly. Young Master, I thank you!" Thinking that his adopted father's only two remaining descendants in this world were almost toyed to death, Hu Zi felt a heavy burden of self-blame. He knelt down again and kowtowed loudly.

"Alright, everything is in the past. There is no need to blame yourself like this." Under Grandee Song's comfort, the man managed to somewhat calm his emotions. Thinking that he would soon see his two sisters again, his heart filled with an irrepressible urgency:"Young Master, what do we do now?"

"No rush. Let's watch the developments below first." Following Song Que's words, the two began to seriously observe the battle at the distant passageway, which was growing increasingly intense. Relying on their geographical advantage and superior weapons, the one hundred God-Slaying Sect disciples were desperately holding out against the mine slaves, who outnumbered them tenfold. The slaves were dressed in thin clothes and suffered from depleted Blood Qi.

Only the few top experts were lucky enough to snatch weapons from the enemy. The vast majority fought using sticks, clubs, or bricks picked up along the way, completely lacking any organized strategy. Furthermore, the head prisoner leaders only cared about saving their own skins. Relying on their superior strength and brilliant movement techniques, they scaled the walls and fled the moment they found an opening.

The guards wisely chose not to bother with them, leaving the weak remaining slaves trapped inside the valley, crazily venting their anger by destroying and setting fires everywhere. It wasn't long before the Xuanwu Mine was reduced to a devastated wasteland. Darkness had begun to fall, but the place was lit as bright as day. Huge fires burned everywhere, making the area look like a vast sea of flames.......

Feeling equally terrible, Qin Jin, having failed to find his treasures along the path, was seething with rage. Returning near the ravine, he saw the massive fire erupting in his valley. Shuddering, he rushed back to investigate, casually swatting to death quite a few fleeing escapees along the way. Upon witnessing the Xuanwu Mine reduced to a pile of devastated ruins, Old Qin's eyes turned blood-red.

His True Qi circulated violently and uncontrollably, and his entire body billowed with thick black smoke, making him look no different from an incredibly terrifying ghost or demon.

"Die! All of you must die!"

"Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!" Qin Jin roared in madness. Losing all his reason, he transformed into a grim reaper, brandishing his black saber to harvest lives. In an instant, the place turned into an asura hell, a tragic scene in the mortal realm.