Chapter 50

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Wang Yonggui laughed loudly inside the cave and said, "Little thief, if you have the guts, come into the cave and kill Grandpa Wang. Let's see who kills who."

Li Wenjun said, "Wang Yonggui, I don't believe you can hide in the cave forever. Are you planning to be a coward all your life?"

"What's wrong with being a coward? Can you make Grandpa wear a green hat?" Wang Yonggui spoke crudely, "You little brat, you haven't even grown all your pubic hair, have you ever had a woman? Be careful, or Grandpa will catch you. If Grandpa catches you, I'll definitely take you the hard way."

Li Wenjun, though inexperienced, had heard many vulgar stories from storytellers, which had already given him a good understanding of many things that ordinary people might find dirty.

His face changed slightly, and after a moment's thought, he said, "Wang Yonggui, since you won't come out, I'll smoke you out. If you don't come out, you'll end up as dried meat."

Li Wenjun used a medicinal hoe to cut the withered grass and shrubs in the mountain hollow, piled them at the cave entrance, sprinkled water on them, and added some chili powder. Then he set the grass pile on fire, and immediately, thick smoke billowed out, making Li Wenjun cough continuously.

Wang Yonggui laughed loudly and said, "Little thief, do you really think Grandpa Wang didn't consider this? The cave is surrounded by mountains, and the wind can't blow in. It's impossible for you to smoke me out."

"Is that so?" Li Wenjun took out a lantern from his storage bag. He quickly disassembled it and made a simple fan, and started fanning towards the cave entrance.

Immediately, a large portion of the thick smoke rushed into the cave.

Seeing it was effective, Li Wenjun was delighted and increased the speed of his fanning. With his strength and energy, he fanned faster and faster, and more and more smoke rushed into the cave.

Wang Yonggui, hiding in the cave, coughed continuously. He was so choked that his eyes and nose were streaming. "Bastard, even if I choke to death, I won't come out. Cough... Little thief, if you have the guts, wait until Grandpa dies and then come in. Cough... Even if I die, I'll... cough... take you with me."

Li Wenjun didn't want to argue with Wang Yonggui anymore. He added more chili powder to the fire. These chilies were brought for seasoning when he entered the mountains, and he had brought a large handful. After eating some over the past fifty or sixty days, he still had plenty left, and now he used them all.

The smoke from the burning chilies was extremely irritating. Just one whiff made it feel like his whole body was burning, with his airways burning from top to bottom. Wang Yonggui, hiding in the cave, was in deep trouble.

Li Wenjun smoked Wang Yonggui for more than half an hour. Normally, Wang Yonggui should have been unable to bear it and fled, but to his surprise, Wang Yonggui showed no signs of movement.

Li Wenjun thought for a moment and said, "After so long, Wang Yonggui still hasn't come out. Could the cave not be sealed, and there be another exit or ventilation hole somewhere? I need to check."

Li Wenjun leaped up, and the sound of his clothes flapping was particularly loud.

After using his lightness skill to fly a distance towards the mountain, he switched to a lighter technique and floated back to the cave. He didn't stand in front of the cave but above the cave entrance.

He had just stood there when a black shadow darted out of the cave and ran quickly away.

Li Wenjun's toes touched the ground, and he sprang up. He thrust the hunting spear like a wild beast, aiming at Wang Yonggui.

Wang Yonggui, who had been smoked and disoriented, couldn't avoid the spear.

With a thud, the spear pierced through his body, and blood spurted out. Wang Yonggui let out a惨叫.

The spear had pierced through Wang Yonggui's shoulder blade, and he fell to the ground. Li Wenjun pinned him to the ground like a dead dog. "Wang Yonggui, you wanted to be a coward, why did you come out?"

Wang Yonggui, in no position to care about much, begged for mercy, "Young man, please don't kill me. If you spare my life, I'll do whatever you want. I have ten thousand taels of gold hidden in the cave, and I'm willing to give it all to you. Also, I can become your servant, your weapon. If you find anyone disagreeable, I can get rid of them for you."

Li Wenjun shook his head and said calmly, "If you live, I won't be able to sleep. You're better off dead."

"Little thief, Grandpa will fight to the death with you." Wang Yonggui, on his side, raised his knife to cut Li Wenjun.

Li Wenjun twisted the spear in his hand, and Wang Yonggui screamed, his hand holding the knife falling limp. His body bent in pain, but because the spear was still pinning him, the pain intensified as he bent.

"Kill me, just kill me quickly." Wang Yonggui knew he couldn't escape and only wanted a quick death.

"As you wish." Li Wenjun lifted his foot, raised it high, and kicked Wang Yonggui's back with great force.

With a crack, Wang Yonggui's ribs were broken, and his heart shattered. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes showing a last trace of longing for the world. A moment later, he died.

Even in death, Wang Yonggui did not close his eyes, truly dying with his eyes open.

Li Wenjun pulled out the spear and thrust it fiercely into Wang Yonggui's neck. Whether Wang Yonggui was pretending to be dead or not, this final thrust ensured his death.

Pulling the spear out again, Li Wenjun looked coldly at Wang Yonggui's dead body, thinking about whether to cut off his head and take it to the authorities for a reward.

The authorities had offered a thousand taels of silver to eliminate Wang Yonggui. A thousand taels of silver was a significant amount, but Li Wenjun didn't place much value on it. What he valued was the potential social impact of bringing Wang Yonggui's head back.

Li Wenjun recalled that before entering the mountains, when he went to Sun Baicao to get medicinal herbs, Sun Baicao had told him that the new herbal shop had little fame. Even if they offered higher prices than other herbal shops, many herb collectors and farmers were unwilling to sell their herbs to them. Only by building a reputation and showing the shop's strength would people be willing to sell their herbs to them.

Li Wenjun wasn't particularly interested in enhancing his own reputation. Even if more people in the secular world knew him, it wouldn't help him advance in his cultivation. However, when reputation was tied to the acquisition of herbs, he had to seriously consider the issue.

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