Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 95 - 96: Counter Hunt

Chapter 95: Chapter 96: Counter Hunt

"Senior Chu, please speak."

Su Hu quickly opened his mouth to respond.

His life was now saved by Chu Fengmian, so naturally, he wouldn’t refuse any request.

"Is Cheng Kong planning to use the Qing Alliance’s power to hunt the martial artists on this island?"

"Then we shall hunt those martial artists who have aligned themselves with Cheng Kong."

Chu Fengmian spoke coldly.

"What? Hunt those people from the Qing Alliance?"

Su Hu, upon hearing Chu Fengmian’s words, expressed disbelief.

The people of the Qing Alliance were ones that every martial artist on the island avoided, fearful of being discovered.

For the Qing Alliance always acted in groups of more than ten martial artists.

An ordinary martial artist, even if powerful, could not possibly contend against more than ten similarly skilled body refinement martial artists.

To fight one against ten was simply impossible.

Typically, everyone who encountered these Qing Alliance martial artists fled immediately.

There was none like Chu Fengmian who actually planned to confront the Qing Alliance.

Such behavior was sheer madness.

However, he couldn’t refute, for Chu Fengmian had just obliterated more than ten Qing Alliance martial artists in a blink.

Such strength might actually enable hunting other Qing Alliance martial artists.

"Su Hu is willing to follow Senior Chu to assassinate those Qing Alliance scum!"

Su Hu said angrily.

Having previously been hunted miserably by the Qing Alliance, he naturally desired to take his revenge.

"Very well."

A cold smile appeared on Chu Fengmian’s lips.

Hunting demon beasts for their Demon Cores certainly wasn’t as fast as directly hunting martial artists to rob them.

Since Cheng Kong planned to kill other martial artists on this deserted island, today Chu Fengmian intended to eradicate all those Qing Alliance martial artists in one swoop.

"Here."

Chu Fengmian took a bottle of pills from his spatial ring and handed it to Su Hu.

"Swallow and refine it."

"Yes."

Without any hesitation, Su Hu poured out a pill and swallowed it.

Normally, one must diligently consider a pill given by another, but since Chu Fengmian had just saved Su Hu’s life,

Su Hu had no reason to suspect Chu Fengmian’s intentions and was thus reassured.

As soon as the pill entered his mouth, it instantly dispersed without needing refining, transforming into Spiritual Power that began healing Su Hu’s body.

In just five minutes, Su Hu’s injuries had mostly healed, and most of his wounds had begun to close.

"Thank you, Senior Chu."

Feeling the changes in his body, Su Hu quickly expressed his gratitude.

He knew that the pill must have been of not a low grade, otherwise, it couldn’t have had such a significant effect.

"No worries, your strength has almost recovered. From now on, finding those Qing Alliance martial artists all depends on you,"

Chu Fengmian said indifferently.

This pill was actually one of the healing pills that Chu Fengmian had obtained from the Hall Master of the Martial Flame Hall’s storage bag.

Healing Pills, for Chu Fengmian, were utterly useless, and now Chu Fengmian possessed the bloodline of an ancient war dragon.

No matter the injury, he would not die and within a day, he would fully recover, much faster than any healing from these pills.

Right now, for Su Hu, Chu Fengmian was also pressed for time, wanting Su Hu to recover as quickly as possible.

"Once you’ve recovered enough, let’s set out."

Chu Fengmian watched Su Hu, a cold smile emerging at the corner of his mouth.

Listening to Ye Fei’s meaning, Cheng Kong wanted to offer a bounty for Chu Fengmian’s assassination, so today it would be a test to see who would kill whom.

"Yes."

Su Hu responded, then his figure moved, weaving through the jungle.

Su Hu, having dealt with those Qing Alliance Martial Artists already, could naturally find others much easier than Chu Fengmian.

Generally speaking, Martial Artists participating in this second test would operate individually, so if one saw groups, they were likely from the Qing Alliance.

Atop a giant tree, both Chu Fengmian and Su Hu stood on the branches,

looking down at a dozen Martial Artists gathered below.

Before these dozen Martial Artists, lay three corpses.

"Gu Chen, Pu Hua, it’s unexpected that even they fell victim to these Qing Alliance’s poisonous schemes."

Watching the appearances of two Martial Artists, anger was evident on Su Hu’s face.

These two had a good relationship with Su Hu.

Their strength was approximately at the fourth level of Body Forging, and within this batch of Martial Artists, they were considered quite powerful. It was very possible that they would rank in the top hundred in this Demon Beast Hunting Assessment and get promoted to outer disciples.

But now, they had died at the hands of these Qing Alliance disciples.

"These guys, each one is loaded rich, having hunted so many demon beasts; yet, it’s a pity that no matter how many they kill, it all dresses us in the end."

A Martial Artist looked at the corpses and laughed aloud.

"What good is strength? In front of our Qing Alliance, they are just mere ants."

"Indeed, we joined Master Cheng, and the benefits are truly too numerous to count. In just one day, more than a dozen Martial Artists have already died by our hands."

Another Martial Artist coldly spoke.

"Master Cheng said, we only need to hand over half of the acquired Demon Cores, the rest is ours."

"In the future, once we all get promoted to outer disciples, we will all be people of the Qing Alliance. Then calling the wind and summoning the rain within the Wusheng Academy will not be an issue."

Yet another Martial Artist said regretfully.

"It’s just too bad, we haven’t encountered Chu Fengmian yet. Master Cheng has already increased the reward several times. Now killing Chu Fengmian is worth fifty thousand Contribution Points. Whoever gets that is going to make a fortune."

"Humph, that Chu Feng doesn’t know what’s good for him, daring to offend the Cheng family. Seems like he is also destined to die on this deserted island."

"How does the title of this batch’s rookie king matter? If Chu Feng comes across us, we can easily eliminate him."

"Is that so? Just with you bunch of clowns, you want to kill Chu?"

Suddenly, Chu Fengmian’s voice appeared.

In an instant, Chu Fengmian’s figure arrived behind the Martial Artist who had just spoken.

His Sword Edge moved, and that Martial Artist’s head was severed by Chu Fengmian with a single blade.

"Is that Chu Fengmian?"

"Don’t panic! Are we more than ten people afraid of just one?"

Several Martial Artists urgently shouted.

The dozen or so Qing Alliance Martial Artists had already encircled Chu Fengmian.

"Chu Fengmian, didn’t expect you to actually come to us voluntarily, clowns? Even if your strength is great, I don’t believe you can withstand a joint attack from over ten of us."

"Everyone, attack together and kill this kid. This kid’s head is worth fifty thousand Contribution Points; whoever gets it will strike it rich."

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