Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 248 - 169: Kill Without Mercy

Chapter 248: Chapter 169: Kill Without Mercy

"Hurry... get out of here, there’s a master around, it might be someone from Purple Cloud Palace..."

"Brother, are you alright?"

Gritting teeth, struggling to lift that heavy body up.

Although the character of these two brothers isn’t really commendable, they do show commendable loyalty towards each other; after all, since birth, these bare-butted brothers have been planning together on how to scheme against women.

Especially since they are twins, they even exploit their similar appearances by taking turns to enter the fray. Although they are decent in their cultivation practices, their reputation isn’t that good.

According to their original plan, they actually didn’t intend to lay hands on Qiao Yuan, even though this woman indeed made them drool with desire. The best strategy was to use Qiao Yuan at the core, relying on her cultivation and the Magic Treasure in her hands, to let both brothers enter Purple Cloud Palace together.

But now the situation has changed, and there was another person in the group who also harboured ill intentions, so they decided to take down this woman first.

Today during the battle, they obtained some intelligence. It was said that quite a number of people had gathered more than twenty Tokens in their hands. Although their team was well-assembled, with Qiao Yuan’s family Magic Treasure ensuring victory, having more people actually became a hindrance. It had been agreed before departure that since Qiao Yuan was the strongest, any odd numbered Tokens they collected would belong to her.

The three of them had all agreed readily, but as time stretched on, they inevitably grew anxious. Because of the number of people, the brothers would thank the heavens if they could get two Tokens out of every battle, but most of the time, they could only get one.

If they continued at this pace, they feared they wouldn’t have twenty by the time they left the mountains, not to mention the others’ stockpiles would only grow larger.

Struggling to stand up, Yan Long’s appearance was quite frightening; his entire left side was covered with frost, especially the exposed arms which were full of Cold Frost, even radiating a faint ice-blue color.

His whole body was numb now. The palm strike he had just received was evidently premeditated. If Yan Long hadn’t taken the initiative to withstand that strike, both brothers might have been injured.

Just as the two brothers were about to flee, a figure emerged from the mist of ice not far away.

"I heard from that girl that you guys go on adventures to the brothel every day after dinner. I felt something off about you guys then. Oh, and that girl was saying something funny while looking for people to team up with."

"There were two cultivators, tall and sturdy, who went to the brothel and picked girls, but interestingly, the two brothers only picked one and did the same for three days in a row. They may not have great skills, but they sure know how to play."

"Ah, you guys, why didn’t you make your move earlier?"

"If you had done this to Yu Ying last month during the journey, I wouldn’t have hesitated to help you take down that crazy woman. Her figure is certainly a lot better than Qiao Yuan’s, right?"

The voice grew closer, sounding somewhat familiar.

Soon enough, the youth appeared before them. Jiang Feng, who wasn’t even eighteen yet, unexpectedly had a more experienced look on his face, though still handsome, resembling a pretty boy.

But now at least he looks like a pretty boy who has gone through hardships.

"Is it you?"

Yan Long and Yan Hu, the two brothers, immediately recognized him as Jiang Feng, with whom they had traveled from Fengzhou.

"Surprised?"

Glancing at the direction where the Golden Fox had fled, Jiang Feng didn’t pursue, but instead, holding the iron wire, he stepped closer to them.

"Acting so rampant!"

Yan Hu stepped forward with a stick to protect his older brother, but unfortunately, the young man opposite to them showed no signs of stopping, even twirling his sword in an elegant flourish, and when the distance closed to less than ten meters, his legs propelled him into a sudden burst of speed.

In a blur, muscle memory made Yan Hu subconsciously lift his stick to block, but this very action nearly made him lose grip on the stick!

"Such terrifying strength! This little creature looks skinny, what’s the deal?"

A storm surged in his heart; those who hadn’t crossed hands with Jiang Feng naturally couldn’t understand his frightening physique. Jiang Feng’s exposed forearms were just exerting force, twisting his muscles suddenly into ropes, and single-handedly suppressing the two-handed stick wielder into immobility.

Even just one Body Tempering Pill is an opportunity many people can only dream of, let alone the Body Tempering Pill he took, which is now probably considered top-notch in the world.

And there were three Scarlet Pills; originally, these were Body Refining Elixirs prepared by the Cen Family for their young master and young mistress, and yet they ended up in this kid’s hands.

It had been said before.

The elixirs he consumed weren’t just for anyone, even a dog would turn into a Howling Celestial Dog if it took them.

With a fierce kick, he sent his opponent flying back, then without giving any chance to breathe, he charged forward, especially with the disdain flashing in the young man’s eyes, it was evident he was really annoyed tonight.

Struggling fiercely to block the moves, he was already far inferior to Jiang Feng in every aspect, and now with the cold energy completely invading his body, he was even less of a match.

This Demolishing Demon Frost Palm, in Jiang Feng’s hands, could only exert one-tenth of its power, but even one-tenth of its strength was enough to make someone at the Foundation Establishment Stage suffer greatly.

In just a few exchanges, he was already at a disadvantage. The iron wire, like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, swept past the neck, flipped in hand, and he reached out to grab the stick and pull it forward, swinging the iron wire towards the forehead with no finesse.

It was all about sheer force.

Clang!

Sparks from the metal collision splashed into the eyes.

"Run fast..."

Clenching his teeth, his hands continuously trembling, the long stick managed to block the strike but still pressed down onto Yan Hu’s shoulder before it stopped.

Half of Yan Long’s body was covered in Cold Frost as he used all his strength to hold onto the long stick, trying to save his younger brother, while Jiang Feng didn’t swing his iron wire to face the two enemies alone as usual, nor did he toy with his opponents.

At this moment, his heart felt nothing but contempt and irritation, irritated by the fact that it was the people from Long Country who were disgracing themselves here, why it had to be people from his hometown acting so unscrupulously?

So he straightforwardly grabbed the hilt of the sword behind him.

"Go... Ah!"

Even his scream was cut short.

Letting the blood splash onto his face, adding a few touches of mystery and ferocity to that young, handsome, yet entirely unemotional face.

With a swing of his right hand, the iron wire and the long stick crossed paths. He didn’t dodge, letting the stick hit him squarely on the back, his body merely swaying a bit.

Then, under Yan Hu’s terrified gaze, he raised his hand.

Thud!

Blood splattered three feet high.

There was not the slightest interest in his eyes, for to Jiang Feng the opponents he had encountered so far could only be described as insipid, which was not arrogance, but the truth.

It had been half a year since he began his sword cultivation, yet during this time, he was almost always engaged in fierce battles with opponents much stronger than himself.

Wang Qi, the Black and White Twin Fiends, Wu Daoxu, Yan Yurou, Wu Fangsheng, Wu Mingsheng, Cen Zhongxiao... Sometime unknowingly, he had grown accustomed to facing multiple enemies, and those stronger than himself.

As for the person before him, he had never taken him to heart.

"Ah, ah!"

Groaning in pain, this hit nearly crippled him completely. The iron wire smashing onto his back almost broke his spine. Had he not dodged at the critical moment, he would probably be a cripple now.

Without any resistance, or rather no thought of resistance arose in his heart, he muttered frantically.

"Spare us this once, that woman, we will give her to you, we will..."

"Why must you press so hard, we are all folks from Long Country, folks, right? I heard you are from the East Continent, I... I am from the East Continent!"

"Here’s the deal, that bag is yours, all of our tokens too, also..."

Seeing Jiang Feng simply raising the iron wire, the scared witless Yan Hu almost roared: "And that woman’s Magic Treasure too..."

"Shut up."

Thud!

Another expressionless hit.

This was the advantage of not using a sword; had he been holding a longsword just now, the strike might have cleaved his body in two.

But the iron wire would not.

Flesh and metal collided with a delightful sound.

The whole person was swung away like a golf ball, flying over a dozen meters, seemingly without any wounds on the exterior, but such severe internal injuries were fatal enough.

Blood spouted from his mouth, mingled with shattered organs, bones already broken. Eyes bulged, wide open as if about to burst out of his sockets, lifeless.

Under this heavy hit, he had already fainted on the spot, his eyes just hadn’t closed in time, and Yan Long, who had come to help, lay like a dead dog, with a slash across his chest, bleeding incessantly.

Stepping on Yan Long’s head, the half of his body that had been covered with Cold Frost was gradually returning to normal, but the youth’s actions were ruthless, and one could even hear the bone-grating sounds in the dark night, as if they could be crushed at any moment.

Not killing these two brothers right away, he glanced in the direction of Lin Jiangxian to ensure that the young girl had taken Qiao Yuan to a safe place. Then he stood in the darkness, soliloquizing.

"Not recognizing people clearly, this is self-inflicted disaster. The sect’s examination didn’t strictly prohibit such acts, which I can somewhat understand, since discerning and being wary of others are also part of the exam."

"If one chooses to travel together, one must bear the risks. I cannot argue with this."

"But someone harbors malicious intentions in the heart of these mountains, not only robbing others of their Magic Treasures but also acting lustfully to harm a person’s body, stealing someone’s chastity, and even attempting to destroy the evidence. Such acts, I cannot look past."

"How would my fellow senior brothers deal with such beasts if they encountered them on their travels?"

There was nobody around, no sounds or movements, yet Jiang Feng just stood patiently waiting. His senses would not mislead him.

After a short while, the young man’s eyebrows lifted as he sensed someone descending from the sky, so he stepped back to make room.

Thump—

The heavy, limp body was dropped on the ground like trash. On closer inspection.

It was the skinny man known as Golden Fox who had just escaped, eyes wide with horror, still tightly clutching the Qiankun Bag embroidered with the character "Qiao."

At the same time, a cultured and gentle male voice came from in front of the youth.

"Naturally, it’s..."

"Killing without mercy."

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