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Chapter 1575 - 1568: Wanted: the Demon Clan

Chapter 1575: Chapter 1568: Wanted: the Demon Clan

"Damn, why are there people from the Ghost Race getting involved?" one of the men asked as he pointed his knife at Cheng Ziang.

"Big bro, he doesn’t seem to be from the Ghost Race. People from the Ghost Race aren’t that tall," his companion turned and said to him.

"Looks like he’s one of our own," the man said, and then turned his head to look at Cheng Ziang, speaking openly and frankly, "Brother, how about you let us have this person, what do you say?"

"Who are you?" Cheng Ziang asked warily.

"Eh, aren’t you here for that brat too?" the man asked, pointing at the Qingqiu Clan child.

"What a mess. Why are you trying to capture that child?" Cheng Ziang glanced at the child and asked.

"Looks like he’s not one of us," the companion said to the man.

"If he’s not one of us, then there’s nothing to worry about," the man shrugged his shoulders and cracked a smile, revealing a thick layer of plaque on his teeth, "This matter is none of your concern. Since you know nothing, please don’t make things difficult for us."

"A sight of injustice, a helping hand with the sword," Cheng Ziang said indifferently.

"Hehehe, what a noble ’helping hand with the sword’..." the man laughed, but his eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent.

"Be careful, he might be a Cultivator..." his companion cautiously said.

"After so many years in the Jianghu, can’t you tell whether he’s a Cultivator or not?" the man said, glancing at his companion.

"Not necessarily, not necessarily. Even if he’s not a Cultivator, he could still belong to the Nine Streams..." the companion said apprehensively.

"Are you so afraid of the Dual Dao Nine Schools? With such a rare opportunity before us, don’t you want to make money?" the man cursed irritably.

"Alright then, let’s snatch the brat away from him," the companion thought for a moment and gritted his teeth as he said.

"Thinking of making a move?" Sensing the two men’s murderous intent, Cheng Ziang asked coldly.

"A man dies for money; a bird dies for food. Brother, just hand over the brat to us, let’s consider it making a new friend." Although the two men said this, they both raised their weapons in unison.

"Pointing a knife at me and still calling me brother, isn’t that a bit too ironic?" Cheng Ziang said.

"That’s how the Jianghu is; even a father can be killed, let alone pointing a knife at a brother," the man said, smiling with his lips curled.

"Hehe..." Cheng Ziang couldn’t tell why, but despite the tension in the air, he was amused by this cold joke.

"I won’t kill you, get lost quickly before I change my mind," Cheng Ziang said expressionlessly after the laughter.

"Brother, you shouldn’t talk so absolutely; the Jianghu is a very dangerous place," the man said, then suddenly moved, and in a blink, he appeared in front of Cheng Ziang.

Although Cheng Ziang had somewhat expected his move, he was still surprised by the man’s speed. These two men didn’t seem like Cultivators, yet they could move so quickly, which was indeed astonishing.

Immediately after, the man sent a slash out, with the blade pointing directly at Cheng Ziang’s throat. But Cheng Ziang, having been trained in the art of the sword, naturally would not be defeated so easily.

Cheng Ziang slightly sidestepped, dodging this lethal strike. But then, his companion also attacked, blocking his retreat and aiming the blade directly at Cheng Ziang’s abdomen.

In that critical moment, Cheng Ziang decisively swung his sword at the opponent’s weapon. His sword technique was exactly like Feng’s, striving to cut off the opponent’s weapon and then using the opportunity to deal a lethal blow to the enemy.

With two clanging sounds, ordinary swords were no match for Kedal metal. They were immediately chopped to pieces. The two men looked at their broken weapons in their hands with shock, falling into a helpless state for a moment.

Seizing the opportunity, Cheng Ziang delivered an elbow strike to the face of the man trying to block his retreat. Immediately after, he raised his leg and swept a kick to the man’s neck.

The two men let out cries of pain as they were flung away by Cheng Ziang’s blows and landed heavily on the ground, groaning while clutching their injured parts.

"Now you know how sharp my sword is. I won’t kill you, get lost quickly and save yourself from further embarrassment," Cheng Ziang said with a shrug, his face calm.

"We admit defeat, we’re leaving!" The man struggled to get up from the ground, realizing Cheng Ziang was not someone to be trifled with, so he could only call to his companion as they staggeringly disappeared into the woods.

"Take care, brother," Cheng Ziang called out loudly from behind.

"Take care, take care!" came the man’s response from within the forest.

"Hehehe..." For some reason, Cheng Ziang always found them inexplicably adorable, so he couldn’t help but let out a knowing smile.

"Thank you, Manor Lord, for saving our lives." Seeing Cheng Ziang drive those two away, the two members of the Demon Clan quickly kowtowed and expressed their gratitude.

"Hurry up and leave, don’t run into those misfortunes again." Cheng Ziang waved his hand dismissively.

"Okay, okay, then we won’t bother the Manor Lord any longer." The two Demon Clan members exchanged glances and excitedly said.

"Wait a minute, is that child yours?" At this moment, Cheng Ziang noticed that the child seemed to be trembling all along, as if the danger for him had not yet been lifted.

"Yes, yes, this is my child," the Qingqiu Clan man nodded and then pressed the child’s head to kowtow as well.

"Really? Then why did you try to leave him with me just now?" Cheng Ziang asked with narrowed eyes.

"This..." Hearing Cheng Ziang’s questioning, the Qingqiu Clan man immediately broke into a cold sweat and stammered, "It was a move of last resort..."

"Forget it, forget it, I can’t be bothered with your notions of family. Hurry and leave, it’s about to get dark." Cheng Ziang waved his hand and said.

"Thank you, Manor Lord, thank you, Manor Lord." The two Demon Clan men kowtowed again, then stood up and hurriedly dragged the child away.

Cheng Ziang watched their retreating figures, suddenly hearing the sound of bells from behind him. He turned around and saw Ah Si approaching with a wooden basin.

"What just happened?" Ah Si asked curiously.

"It’s not very safe around here; I fear there could be people or wild beasts causing trouble at night," Cheng Ziang said.

"Oh, there’s a hunter’s cabin over there, built by my father. Let’s rest there for tonight," Ah Si said, carrying the water over to Cheng Ziang.

"Thank you." Cheng Ziang looked at the clear water in the basin and sincerely nodded his head in thanks.

"Are you always this polite to me?" Ah Si asked with a shy smile.

"It’s just a habit," Cheng Ziang said.

"Is that so? Then, I’ll often say thank you from now on," Ah Si said, putting down the basin.

Cheng Ziang took a deep breath, then scooped up the clear water to splash over his face, feeling immediately more rejuvenated. Ah Si was bending over nearby, picking up fragments of swords from the ground and carefully placing them beside the fire to avoid stepping on them.

"Speaking of which, are there people from the Demon Clan around here?" Cheng Ziang asked, washing his face without turning around.

"Oh, yes, after all, this is Hua State, bordering Fengyu Country," Ah Si replied.

"Why are there still people catching members of the Demon Clan everywhere?" Cheng Ziang asked.

"Catching members of the Demon Clan?" Ah Si asked, tilting her head.

"Yes, I just encountered two martial artists who seemed to be capturing members of the Demon Clan," Cheng Ziang nodded and said.

"I think I remember now," Ah Si pondered and said, "It seems that the prominent families nearby are offering rewards for capturing members of the Demon Clan, apparently only wanting children, though I don’t know why."

"Only children?" Hearing this, Cheng Ziang paused and quickly raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, the children of the Demon Clan. Probably they want to train them from a young age. Who knows what for, these big families, they always have some indescribably... problems..." Ah Si shrugged and said.

"Damn it, those three people!" With Ah Si’s reminder, Cheng Ziang instantly became anxious.

"What’s wrong?" Ah Si was startled by his reaction and timidly asked.

"Did you see which way those three members of the Demon Clan went?" Cheng Ziang hastily wiped the water from his face and asked while picking up his sword.

"It seemed to be that way," Ah Si said blankly, pointing in a direction.

"You wait here for me, I’ll go and bring them back," Cheng Ziang said, grabbing his sword and preparing to run in that direction.