Chapter 69

"Third Brother, this time Father's task is too simple. It's just some mountain villagers, not even worth playing with! And they won't even let us send the heads, saying someone will come to collect them."

The black-clad youth, about twenty years old, with a broad back and muscular build, took a fierce bite of meat, wolfing it down, his expression indescribably ferocious.

"Hehe, still those few chicks are good, so tender, hahaha!"

Another youth, about the same age, dressed in gray, reached out and pinched the air, his face full of lewdness.

"Hahaha! We'll grab a few more on our way tomorrow, hahaha!"

The black-clad youth also threw back his head and laughed wildly.

"Fourth Brother, don't just focus on playing. This is a test from our fathers!"

The gray-clad youth took a swig of wine and said solemnly.

"What do you mean?"

The black-clad youth asked.

"Second Brother has already been on missions, and we are old enough. If we don't see some blood, how can we follow our uncles and fathers in the Ancient Azure Mountains in the future?"

The gray-clad youth said with envy.

"Ah, yes, Second Brother started working with our fathers at seventeen. Big Brother has been gone for so many years, and he hasn't come back to see us. Our fathers never say where he went. I really miss our childhood!"

The black-clad youth's rough face showed a hint of nostalgia, which was out of place with his rough and ferocious appearance.

"I know a little about that!"

The gray-clad youth said with a mysterious smile.

"You know? Tell me quickly. After we complete the task, we'll find him. It's been ten years since we last saw him!"

The black-clad youth said urgently.

"Hehe, I'll tell you, but you have to give me that bottle of thirty-year-old flower carving wine!"

The gray-clad youth said with a grin.

"Third Brother, I'll give it to you. Big Brother was always the kindest to me when we were young. This time, I must find him!"

The black-clad youth gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Two years ago, I overheard Uncle and Fourth Father talking. Big Brother sent a message from the Mystic Cloud Sect, telling them to move quickly, so hehe!"

The gray-clad youth said smugly.

"Mystic Cloud Sect, no wonder. We can rest easy in the future!"

The black-clad youth suddenly understood.

"Shh, be careful, there might be ears on the other side of the mountain!"

The gray-clad youth's face changed, and he quickly stopped him from shouting.

"Hahaha, Third Brother, what are you afraid of? In this desolate place, even if there are ears, Grandpa will cut them off for wine!"

The black-clad youth took a big swig of wine and looked around boldly.

Seeing his appearance, the gray-clad youth shook his head helplessly.

"Is that so?"

Suddenly, a cold, emotionless voice spread through the dark night, as if it came from the netherworld, making one shudder.

"Who?"

"What kind of dog is hiding, showing your head and hiding your tail? Have the guts to come out, Grandpa will cut your ears off for wine!"

The two were greatly alarmed, their drunkenness instantly gone. They jumped up, drew their weapons, and scanned the surroundings with cold eyes.

When they saw a figure standing on a large rock not far away, in the dim night, the two killers shivered in unison.

Two blood-red beams of light, several inches long, shot from the figure's eyes, making it impossible to tell if it was human or ghost in the dim light.

Whoosh!

The gray-clad youth threw a silver dart, which shot toward the figure in an instant. The figure moved so quickly that it was hard to see, and it suddenly appeared near the fire.

Sss!

What made the two men's hearts tremble was that the slender silver dart was clearly in the hands of a blue-clad figure, whose wild hair danced in the firelight. The two finally saw the face of the newcomer.

A slightly immature face, with an unusual firmness for his age, red eyes, and a large dark red birthmark on his left eye, giving him an eerie appearance.

But then, the two relaxed. The newcomer was clearly younger than they were. How strong could he be?

"I'm right here. Come and cut my ears off for wine?"

Li Chen's eyes swept over the two, and from their conversation, he had already determined that they were the ones responsible, but there was clearly a black hand behind them.

"Hehe, kid, you're out of luck. Grandpa hasn't had enough fun today, so I'll use you to practice skinning!"

The black-clad youth said with a bloodthirsty smile.

As he spoke, a silver pair of scissors in his hand suddenly transformed into two short knives, rushing toward Li Chen.

Under his rough appearance, he had a cunning and vicious heart. Being able to get so close to them was no easy feat, so his first move was a killing blow.

The silver knives flashed, light flickered, and a strong wind suddenly arose, as if a silver chain was being swung rapidly. Although it didn't have the might of a True Forging Realm martial artist, it had a long-term killing aura.

Clang clang!

Li Chen's feet didn't move, and his hands suddenly struck out. In the firelight, it seemed as if he had disappeared, showing no intention of using true qi.

"Third Brother, this one is tough, let's attack together!"

Before the black-clad youth finished speaking, the gray-clad youth had already rushed forward, his dark green sword shining brightly, cutting through the air with explosive force in the dark night.

The gray-clad youth's sword technique was ethereal, but the strange and unpredictable moves contained a sharp and cunning killing intent, unpredictable and elusive.

The two completely different martial arts and techniques converged, and if it were someone of the same realm, they might have been overwhelmed.

But Li Chen was of a different caliber. His eyes were extraordinary, and his body made a crackling sound as it seemed to grow taller.

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing rose, and the gray-clad youth's sword only tore Li Chen's clothes, not even drawing a drop of blood, shocking him.

"Peak First Rank Martial Body, Fourth Brother, he's a Body Cultivation martial artist, we can't engage in a prolonged battle!"

The gray-clad youth shouted fiercely, his sword technique suddenly changing, like layers of mist enveloping Li Chen.

"Can you escape?"

Li Chen sneered, not dodging, and took several hits, then suddenly unleashed the Tiger Roar Fist.

Bang!

The black-clad youth felt a powerful force hit him, and he couldn't hold onto the scissors in his hands, which were sent flying by the fierce punch.

His body flew backward, blood surging in his chest, and he spat out a stream of blood.

"Fourth Brother, run!"

The gray-clad youth was shocked and quickly gathered his internal energy to stop Li Chen from pursuing.

"Third Brother, I'll kill him!"

The black-clad youth, eyes bloodshot, jumped up, reached into his pocket, and crushed a jade bottle, swallowing a crimson pill inside.

"Don't!"

The gray-clad youth, who was being suppressed by Li Chen, tried to stop him, but it was too late.

Roar!

A non-human roar suddenly sounded, and the black-clad youth's face was covered in veins, his already ferocious face now mixed with blood and mud, giving off a demonic aura.

His figure moved several times faster, and his muscular body charged at Li Chen like a mad tiger.

"Do you think taking a Blood Surge Pill will be enough?"

Having spent a long time in the Ancient Azure Mountains, Li Chen knew many of the top martial artists' life-saving elixirs.

The Blood Surge Pill was one of them.

But it wasn't a healing pill; it was a secret pill that could transform blood into qi, instantly increasing one's cultivation.