Chapter 8

"Go to hell!"

Cui Xiao watched as the protective shield broke and once again raised the knife in his hand, preparing to finish off the young man and seize his resources.

At that moment, several spirit stones, about the size of copper coins, suddenly fell from Jiang Pingan's embrace.

The crystal-clear spirit stones emitted a gentle and warm light.

Cui Xiao's pupils constricted.

Spirit stones!

The other party actually had such precious things!

This war the country had launched was for the veins of this very thing!

Wait a moment, my neck hurts.

What? Why is there a headless body in front of me...

No! This is my body!

My head has fallen off!

Cui Xiao's large head fell to the ground, his eyes wide with disbelief.

What was supposed to be a sure win for him ended with his death.

It was the moment he saw the spirit stones that his mind wavered, and at that moment, Jiang Pingan gathered all his spiritual energy in his hand and delivered a fatal blow.

The soldiers, who were just cheering, suddenly fell silent, staring dumbfounded at the scene before them.

Time seemed to stand still.

"Thud~"

The headless body fell, kicking up dust.

"The captain is dead!"

"The captain has been killed!"

The soldiers, who had just been cheering, became terrified and mounted their horses to flee in a frenzy.

The captain's strength was unquestionable; he could escape even when surrounded by a hundred people.

But he was killed by this young man!

They feared for their lives and did not dare to stay for a moment, afraid of losing their heads like the captain.

Jiang Pingan's breathing was rapid, his heart pounding wildly. It was just that one moment that made the difference; if he had missed, he would have been the one to die.

This incident taught him two things.

First, he must not act rashly without understanding the other party's strength, unless it was absolutely necessary.

Second, he must never be greedy.

He firmly etched these survival skills into his mind to prevent such a situation from happening again.

He had no teacher, no one to guide him; everything had to rely on himself.

Without pausing to catch his breath, Jiang Pingan began to search the man's body.

He quickly found two books and a bottle labeled "Blood Qi Pill."

The two books were titled "Blood Qi Technique" and "Illusory Blade."

He was not sure what "Blood Qi Technique" was, but he knew "Illusory Blade."

During the battle, he had clearly seen that he had blocked the other party's blade, but the other party's blade always mysteriously broke through his defenses and struck the protective shield.

He did not know what the "Blood Qi Pill" was for, but he put it away for now.

Jiang Pingan picked up the other party's precious blade and gave it a quick look.

The blade was entirely black, about two fingers wide, and almost as long as his height. The blade was very narrow, and if it were not for the slight curve, it would be more like a sword.

The soldier's powerful attacks were closely related to this blade; an ordinary military knife could not match it.

Without taking the time to examine it in detail, Jiang Pingan took the blade, picked up several hundred silver taels from the horse's body, and quickly ran towards the mountain.

Having killed the soldiers, the other party would definitely not let him off. In Ping Shui County, there were four thousand iron cavalry, and this man was just one of the captains; there were definitely stronger ones.

With his current cultivation, he could not withstand a stronger opponent, let alone a group of ordinary soldiers.

Jiang Pingan came to two graves and knelt down, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Father, Mother, your son is leaving."

"You often said that I should be a good boy and not cause trouble, and I have tried to listen."

"But in this world, good people do not live long."

"I will not be a foolish good person, but I will not become a ruthless killer either."

"This time, I don't know if I will be able to return to offer incense for you."

"If there is reincarnation, I will be your son again in the next life."

"If there are immortals in this world, I will definitely walk the path of immortality and bring you back to life!"

"Father, Mother, your son is leaving, and those who forced you to die will all die!"

Jiang Pingan bowed three times, then slowly stood up.

He tied the long blade to his back, wiped away his tears, and his expression became resolute.

The young man's hair danced as he carried his backpack, with the long blade on his back, and entered the endless forest.

At the two graves, two small white flowers swayed gently in the wind, as if the relatives were waving goodbye to the wandering son.

The sunset swept through the forest, shining on the young man's lonely and desolate figure as he walked further and further away.

In Ping Shui County, at a tavern.

A middle-aged man was laughing and chatting with two shy beauties, and in front of him were all kinds of rare delicacies, each dish of great value.

"General, something has happened!"

A soldier in armor rushed in.

The middle-aged man's face darkened, and he stood up abruptly, "Has the Great Xia attacked?"

"No, it's Captain Cui Xiao, who was killed by a civilian!" the messenger soldier, Chen Sheng, said.

"Damn, you scared me half to death!"

The middle-aged man kicked the soldier to the ground and sat back down, resuming his drinking and eating with the two women.

"But, Cui Xiao is a warrior, comparable to a cultivator at the third level of Qi practice. How could an ordinary villager kill him?" the middle-aged man asked in confusion.

The messenger soldier recounted the situation, omitting the part about the bandits giving money and wanting to seize the land, and only mentioned the search for the missing soldiers.

"Interesting, there is actually a cultivator. It seems he has a bit of good fortune."

The middle-aged man took a bite of the food the beauty had picked up and said casually, "Send the other captains to deal with that boy. Whoever gets the fortune depends on their luck."

"If one civilian dares to rebel today, others will want to rebel tomorrow. We need to teach these civilians a lesson, to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys."

The middle-aged man did not care about Jiang Pingan's things, but for ordinary soldiers, the boy's fortune was a great attraction.

Moreover, this boy must be killed to quell the fire of those who want to rebel.

"Yes, General."

The messenger soldier respectfully withdrew, and the room continued to echo with the women's pleasant laughter.

The captains in Ping Shui County were all excited upon hearing this news.

Cultivation techniques! This was what they had always dreamed of!

Cultivation techniques were expensive, and ordinary people could not obtain them, so they could only cultivate blood qi, which was physical training.

But physical training had many limitations, and excessive cultivation could affect one's lifespan.

However, having cultivation techniques was different; it could increase one's lifespan and make one stronger.

According to the soldiers who were at the scene, the young man was able to kill Cui Xiao because several white stones fell from his embrace, causing Cui Xiao to become careless and die.

This proved that the young man was not strong!

They guessed that the white stones that fell out were likely spirit stones, otherwise, they would not have made Cui Xiao lose focus.

Spirit stones were very precious; even if ordinary people did not cultivate, carrying spirit stones could prevent diseases and extend their lives.

The young man's combat strength was inferior to Cui Xiao, but he possessed cultivation techniques, spirit stones, protective talismans, and storage treasures.

Any one of these things was worth acting on, let alone all four!

The captains were extremely excited, as if Jiang Pingan was already in their grasp.

A large number of soldiers left Ping Shui County and headed for Dahe Village.

But they did not notice that a young man, about fourteen or fifteen years old, was standing at the city gate, calmly watching them leave.

Who would have thought that the young man they were pursuing had come to their base.