Chapter 100

For the Feiying Gang, Su Xin truly had a tinge of reluctance, after all, this was the first force he had painstakingly established in this world.

However, no matter how reluctant he was, under the immense pressure from the Qingcheng Sword Sect, he had to flee, and the farther the better.

Su Xin said solemnly, "The Feiying Gang is now gradually getting on track. As long as the direction of development doesn't change, it will still be one of the largest gangs in Changning Prefecture. After I leave, Li Huan will be the new gang leader, but in reality, the affairs of the gang will still be managed by you, Old Huang.

Actually, you would be the most suitable person to be the gang leader, but the rules of the martial world are such that the strongest rule."

Huang Bingcheng nodded; he certainly understood this principle.

The leaders of other gangs in Changning Prefecture were all at the peak of the Later Heaven realm, and he, who hadn't even reached the initial stage of the Later Heaven realm, would only invite ridicule if he tried to compete.

His strength lay in standing behind a powerful figure and handling the miscellaneous affairs for him.

Moreover, given his relationship with Li Huan, Li Huan wouldn't restrict his authority even if he became the gang leader. Instead, he would entrust all the gang's affairs to him. Even if he wasn't the gang leader, he would still be doing the work of one.

Su Xin then turned to Li Qing and said, "Li Qing, although you started practicing martial arts a bit late, you have talent and perseverance. After I leave, you will be the deputy leader of the Battle Hall. With you and Old Huang here, it will be enough to help Li Huan uphold the Feiying Gang."

"Boss, rest assured. As long as I, Li Qing, am alive, I will never betray you or the Feiying Gang!" Li Qing swore.

The other gang members probably respected and feared Su Xin more than they were grateful, but he was the exception, being more grateful than fearful.

When his brother, Chen San'er, was killed by the Qingzhu Gang, it was this boss who risked everything to assassinate the Qingzhu Gang's leader, Dai Chong.

Li Qing had always remembered this favor.

Su Xin nodded. If Li Qing were a small-minded person, he wouldn't have gone to great lengths to cultivate him.

Finally, Su Xin took out a bottle of Qi Nourishing Pills and handed it to Li Huan. This was what was left from his last cultivation, with fewer than ten pills remaining.

"You are already close to the peak of the Later Heaven realm. With this bottle of pills, you can break through within ten days. With the power of the Exorcism Sword Technique, you will be able to intimidate other gangs and keep the Feiying Gang standing strong."

Li Huan nodded and took the pills, saying solemnly, "As long as I am here, the Feiying Gang will be here!"

He wouldn't make an emotional oath like Li Qing, but with this one sentence, as long as he was alive, the Feiying Gang would still exist.

After arranging the future of the Feiying Gang, Su Xin immediately turned and left.

Li Huan and Huang Bingcheng wanted to see him off, but Su Xin held them back.

Seeing Huang Bingcheng's eyes even welling up, Su Xin laughed loudly, "That's enough. Don't act like a child. I'm not leaving forever.

In Changning Prefecture, many people wanted to kill me, but didn't I still survive and build the Feiying Gang into the largest gang in Changning Prefecture?

What about the Qingcheng Sword Sect? They can't do anything to me either!"

With that, Su Xin mounted the fast horse he had prepared the day before and galloped out of Changning Prefecture.

Watching Su Xin's disappearing back, Huang Bingcheng asked, "Will the boss be okay?"

Li Huan said solemnly, "Remove the word 'should.' The boss will definitely be okay."

Although the enemy Su Xin had provoked this time was extremely strong, so strong that they could only look up to him, Li Huan and the others still believed that Su Xin could get through this crisis.

This wasn't blind faith, but rather that Su Xin had never let them down from the beginning.

At this moment, Hou Ming and the others from the Qingcheng Sword Sect still didn't know that Su Xin had fled.

They were staying comfortably in the inn.

Su Xin had chosen the most luxurious inn in Kuaihuo Forest for them and had already paid for ten days, instructing the innkeeper to serve them like ancestors.

So after they moved into the inn, they never went out. After all, in their view, there was nothing worth seeing in the dilapidated Changning Prefecture, and they just needed to wait for their uncle to arrive.

It wasn't until noon the next day that they thought their uncle should be arriving, so they went to the city gate to welcome him.

About a quarter of an hour later, a Taoist wearing a three-colored robe and carrying four swords appeared in their sight, slowly walking towards them.

Although the Taoist's steps were extremely slow, each step could cover several yards, faster than a galloping horse. From a distance, it seemed as if the ground was shrinking, a strange phenomenon.

The Taoist looked to be around forty years old, with a square and handsome face, a beautiful beard, and a demeanor of a transcendent being.

This Taoist was naturally their uncle, the 'Four Spirit Sword' Wu Daoyuan.

Seeing Wu Daoyuan come, they immediately straightened up, showing a respectful demeanor.

Despite his transcendent appearance, Wu Daoyuan had a fiery temper. If a disciple made even the slightest mistake, they would receive a severe scolding.

Moreover, Wu Daoyuan was very strong. Ten years ago, he was already a Divine Palace realm martial artist, and now he was at the peak of the Divine Palace realm, having chosen his own divine spirit to rely on.

As soon as he merged his divine spirit with his chosen divine spirit and comprehended the power of heaven and earth, he could smoothly advance to the Divine Spirit realm and become a martial arts grandmaster.

At that time, they shouldn't call him Uncle Wu anymore, but Elder Wu.

Hou Ming led the group to greet him and said respectfully, "Uncle Wu, we have already prepared the best room in the inn in Changning Prefecture. Please go and rest first."

Wu Daoyuan snorted coldly, "Did I come all the way to Changning Prefecture just to rest? What about the treasure of the Mad Lion Du Yuansheng? Tell me the details of what happened."

Hearing the tone of Wu Daoyuan, Hou Ming immediately shrank his neck but had to harden his resolve and say, "Junior Brother Fang is dead."

"What!? Fang Dongting is dead?"

Wu Daoyuan glared at Hou Ming like a fierce beast ready to pounce.

A powerful aura erupted from him, like a mountain pressing down, almost making Hou Ming kneel on the spot.

Although they were both at the Innate realm, one was at the Sea of Qi stage, while the other was at the peak of the Divine Palace realm, a step away from the Divine Spirit realm. The gap between them was like the difference between heaven and earth.

"What exactly happened? Speak!" Wu Daoyuan squeezed out these words through his teeth.

Hou Ming quickly detailed the events, without any concealment.

"Hmph! Take me to see the body!" Wu Daoyuan snorted coldly and had Hou Ming lead the way.

Wu Daoyuan, of course, didn't need to fear the punishment of Elder Fang Rui like Hou Ming. In fact, his status would soon be on par with Fang Rui.

But as a direct disciple of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, Fang Dongting couldn't die so ambiguously.

Although he had only heard Hou Ming's account, his years of experience in the martial world and his intuition told him that something was definitely wrong!

Hou Ming and the others didn't dare to delay and immediately took Wu Daoyuan to the mortuary in Changning Prefecture.

Several disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect had the three bodies moved in front of Wu Daoyuan. Seeing the sword wounds on the bodies, Wu Daoyuan's face gradually turned grim.

"Hou Ming, come here," Wu Daoyuan said coldly.

Hou Ming cautiously approached, "Uncle, what do you need...?"

"Slap!"

Before he could finish, Wu Daoyuan slapped him, the force so strong that it made him spin on the spot.

"Idiot!" Wu Daoyuan spat out these two words.

Hou Ming, holding his face, looked at Wu Daoyuan with a grievance. He didn't understand where he was being an idiot.

"You said that the small gang leader, Su Xin, told you that Fang Dongting died with Gong Qingfeng after Aqi's death?"

Hou Ming quickly nodded, "Yes, we carefully examined the wounds, and it was indeed a mutual death."

Wu Daoyuan looked at Hou Ming coldly, his eyes blazing with anger, "Did you even think about it? With Fang Dongting's character, would he die with Gong Qingfeng just because Aqi, a servant, died?"

A cold sweat immediately broke out on Hou Ming's forehead.

Hearing Wu Daoyuan's words, he finally realized what was wrong.

He knew his junior brother's character very well—extremely arrogant and selfish.

If Fang Dongting had died first, Aqi might have fought to the death with Gong Qingfeng.

But if it were the other way around, it was impossible!

Fang Dongting would definitely abandon Aqi and escape. To him, his own life was far more important than a servant's, and this was a no-brainer.

"That bastard dared to lie to me!" Hou Ming's eyes turned cold.

Wu Daoyuan snorted, "There's probably more to this."

Saying this, Wu Daoyuan bent down and gently pressed Gong Qingfeng's body, his inner strength penetrating it. Instantly, the blood vessels on Gong Qingfeng's body burst, turning the entire body into a bloody mess.

Hou Ming and the others were shocked by the scene and quickly stepped back.

But Wu Daoyuan, as if he didn't see the terrifying sight, continued to use his inner strength to examine Fang Dongting's body. Finally, he said coldly, "Gong Qingfeng was killed by a powerful martial technique that shattered his internal meridians. Fang Dongting was also severely injured by a finger technique before he died from a sword strike. Someone was covering up their true cause of death. What audacity, and what deep scheming!"

The sword wounds were visible on the surface, and a normal person, after seeing the external injuries, would never think to examine the internal injuries. This was a preconceived habit, especially for newcomers like Hou Ming.

Su Xin had used this to deceive Hou Ming. If it weren't for Wu Daoyuan's initial suspicion of Su Xin's account, he wouldn't have thought to use his inner strength to examine the bodies.

Realizing he had been fooled, Hou Ming growled, "Su Xin! This was all done by Su Xin! He dared to kill a member of the Qingcheng Sword Sect and treat us like fools. I will tear him to pieces!"