Chapter 15

More than two thousand soldiers and two battalion commanders went to the Eagle Sigh Mountains to search for Jiang Anping's whereabouts.

This incident caused a huge stir in Ping Shui County.

"The general's son was killed by that kid!"

"Which kid?"

"The one who killed Captain Cui Xiao!"

"This... can't be possible? Xu Hao was almost as strong as a battalion commander, how could that kid kill him?"

"By the way, do you know what that kid's name is?"

"He's called... Little Hero."

After this news spread in Ping Shui County, the people in the Daxia territory soon received the message as well.

In the Lian Shan County General's residence, which was in opposition to Ping Shui County.

General Meng Kuo was reviewing memorials when he heard the report from his subordinate, a look of surprise and shock appeared on his face.

"Is this true? A fourteen-year-old boy killed Xu Tao's son?"

Meng Kuo knew the strength of Xu Tao's son, who was almost as strong as a battalion commander, and was considered a genius in this small place.

But such a person actually died at the hands of a fourteen-year-old boy.

Where did this boy come from?

"Yes, General, it has been confirmed that Xu Hao is indeed dead. Now Xu Tao is extremely angry and has sent two thousand soldiers to surround and suppress the other side."

The subordinate was very certain.

"Who is this boy, to be so powerful? Why did he come into conflict with the soldiers of Ping Shui County?" Meng Kuo asked in confusion.

"General, we don't know the details yet, but it's said that the boy was just an ordinary farmer in Ping Shui County."

"Farmer?" Meng Kuo was even more surprised.

If that's the case, this boy must have received some extraordinary opportunity.

"General, now that the other side has lost two thousand soldiers, it's a good time to launch an attack!" the subordinate said excitedly.

"No."

Meng Kuo directly refused, "Even if we charge over now, it won't make much difference. At most, we'll kill some enemies, but it won't change the situation. Send people to rescue that boy!"

The subordinate was stunned, "Rescue that boy?"

"Yes, rescue him! Whether we can take Ping Shui County depends on this one move!"

A glint of determination flashed in Meng Kuo's deep eyes, like a fierce tiger about to emerge from the mountains.

The subordinate asked in confusion, "Even if that boy is powerful, he's at most a battalion commander level, he can't influence the battle, right?"

He thought it would be more worthwhile to send troops to kill enemies, maybe even a battalion commander.

Meng Kuo shook his head, "What I want is not the boy's combat strength, but... the hearts of the people."

The subordinate's body stiffened, immediately understanding, "I will send people to rescue him!"

Meng Kuo turned to look at the map behind him, "The Lingtai Kingdom is a bunch of fools, they didn't even cultivate such a genius."

A day passed.

In the Da Wang Mountains, the bandit lair, inside the prison.

Yuan Bin looked at Jiang Anping, whose body was still trembling, his brows furrowed.

"Did he beg for mercy?"

"No, Chief, he didn't," the guard said humbly.

"Chief, is this kid already broken, unable to speak?" another guard asked cautiously.

Yuan Bin shook his head, "If he were broken, he would have died directly."

"This kid has great perseverance. Although his talent is not good, if he keeps going, he might achieve something."

In the past, in the sect, very few people below the Foundation Establishment stage could last a day. This boy was only at the Fourth Level of Qi Cultivation, yet he could hold on until now, definitely showing great perseverance.

"But, looking at his current trembling state, he won't last much longer."

"The soldiers from Ping Shui County are here. Since this kid won't talk, hand him over to those soldiers and get some benefits."

"Watch him well, I'll go negotiate with those soldiers."

Yuan Bin stroked his goatee and slowly left.

Since this kid won't talk, keep torturing him until he dies.

"Damn, this kid kept me up all night, I really want to kill him!"

A guard with a mace walked angrily towards Jiang Anping.

"You're crazy! If you kill him, Chief will cut you into pieces!" someone nearby quickly stopped him.

"I'm not an idiot, I was just saying."

The guard with the mace thought for a moment, "What if we interrogate the location of their hidden resources? Do you think Chief will reward us?"

"Forget it, even the Bloodshot Eye doesn't have that ability, what makes you think you do?" another guard rolled his eyes.

"Try it, what if we succeed?"

The guard with the mace kicked Jiang Anping in the stomach.

"I'm giving you one last chance, tell me where the resources are, and I'll give you a quick death. Otherwise, you'll continue to suffer!"

"Death?"

Jiang Anping slowly lifted his head, his weak but resolute voice echoed, "My mother told me... to... live on..."

"Live? Ha ha, you're just spouting nonsense! If someone like you can live, I'll go die, ha ha~"

The guard with the mace laughed loudly, Chief had already said he wouldn't last long.

Suddenly, the guard's laughter stopped.

A pair of terrifying bloodshot eyes stared at him, a chilling fear spread through his body, an unprecedented terror filled his heart.

He wanted to run, but for some reason, his body wouldn't move!

It was as if he was being held by something!

A cold light flashed in Jiang Anping's eyes, and the guard's head suddenly twisted, falling to the ground, blood gushing from his seven orifices.

"Come..."

The guard at the door was shocked by this bizarre scene, just as he was about to scream in terror, his neck twisted, and he fell to the ground.

Jiang Anping turned his head to look at the chains binding him.

"Snap... snap..."

The chains bizarrely shattered, and his body was freed from the iron stakes.

After enduring the indescribable pain, Jiang Anping discovered he had the ability to control objects.

He could feel that this power came from his right eye.

This power might not be enough to deal with the goatee cultivator, but it was more than enough to handle these bandits.

With a thought, he took three spirit stones from the bronze basin.

He restored his spirit energy and healed his wounds while walking out.

As he passed the black array flag, Jiang Anping casually picked it up and threw it into the treasure basin.

The prison held many people, mostly women, their clothes disheveled, their eyes vacant.

"Someone's escaping!"

A guard saw Jiang Anping and suddenly shouted.

Just as he shouted, his jaw and head swapped positions, and he died a miserable death.

However, his shout still alerted the bandits in the camp.

A group of bandits heard the commotion and surrounded him.

Jiang Anping's eyes were indifferent, and with a casual glance, several bandits suddenly fell backward, their waists breaking with a snap, blood gushing from their mouths and noses, the scene was extremely bizarre.

The people in the prison heard the commotion and looked up.

When they saw the bandits' waists break, the numb and hopeless expressions on their faces were replaced with a glimmer of hope.

"Run, child! Let the soldiers come and save us!" a woman shouted.

Although they didn't know what was happening, they saw a chance to escape.

"Soldiers?"

Jiang Anping's eyes flickered, he didn't say anything, and walked into the Da Wang Mountain camp, sweeping through the bandits inside.

Except for the goatee cultivator, the other bandits were ordinary people, easily defeated.

He didn't know why the goatee cultivator was here as a bandit, with his abilities, he could have lived a more comfortable life in the city.

After killing the bandits, Jiang Anping returned to the prison.

"Child! Why did you come back! Run quickly!" a woman worriedly shouted.

She still hoped the boy would run out and report to the authorities to save them.

She didn't understand why he came back.

"All killed, you can leave now."

Jiang Anping said indifferently.

"All killed?"

The people imprisoned in the prison were stunned.