Chapter 100

As he walked and killed, Jiang Chen's ferocity grew stronger in the martial world. Wherever he went, the wicked trembled at the mere mention of his name. Driven by interests and survival, many people and forces gathered to kill Jiang Chen, but in the end, most of them fell at his feet.

Internal and external martial arts, national arts, Daoist techniques, and the nearly indestructible immortal body strengthened by the Qilin blood—Jiang Chen's methods were diverse. With the assistance of the Crimson Qilin divine weapon, only world-renowned experts like Xiong Ba, Sword Saint, and Wu Ming could pose a real threat to him. Ordinary martial arts experts were not enough to bring him fatal danger.

The more people he killed, the more the Crimson Qilin drank blood and lived. As Jiang Chen refined the world's finest iron with his Iron Hand technique and true fire, the sword gradually grew stronger, becoming even more powerful than when it was first forged.

Not only the sword, but also Jiang Chen himself improved his martial arts through the killings. With the help of the female ghost Dong Xiaoyu, who collected martial arts manuals for him to study, his progress was rapid. Despite the short time, his martial arts skills showed signs of reaching new heights.

As the number of people killed by his hands increased, his martial arts grew stronger. Those who originally intended to deal with him quickly gave up the idea of killing him. Those who could escape did so, and those who couldn't reined in their actions. They had to be cautious about oppressing the people and committing heinous crimes, for Jiang Chen's existence was like a sharp sword hanging over their heads. If they crossed the line, the sword could fall at any moment, taking their lives.

For a time, wherever Jiang Chen went, the martial world was calm. The people, who now had a way to live, were grateful for his kindness. Many even set up long-life altars for the Black-robed Asura at home, hoping that this godlike and demon-like being would protect them and ensure their eternal peace.

Unfortunately, what Jiang Chen could do was limited. First, the time he could stay in this world was limited, and second, his abilities were not yet sufficient to dominate this world. If he overstepped, he might provoke the hidden ruthless characters, and even he would have to face the consequences.

In short, Jiang Chen maintained a balance between being low-key and high-profile as he headed straight for the Heroic Prince's Manor. Upon receiving the news, the Heroic Prince's Manor was naturally shocked. Although the manor was known for its righteousness, it secretly engaged in some despicable deeds. Facing the Asura's judgment, how could they not be afraid?

"What should we do, Father? The Black-robed Asura is coming to kill us. What should we do?" Compared to the relatively calm manor lord Lu Yi, the young master of the Heroic Prince's Manor, Lu Lian, was already terrified. After all, he was only a young man of seventeen or eighteen.

In fact, Lu Yi was not much better off at this moment, but he was not as panicked as his son. After a long pause, he said solemnly, "The Black-robed Asura is a man of unfathomable martial arts and ruthless in killing. If we fight him head-on, it will be a loss."

Lu Lian hurriedly asked, "Father, do you have any good ideas?"

"Kill him with someone else's hands." Lu Yi said coldly, his face stern. "In the past few months, Jiang Chen has killed many people and offended many martial arts sects. Most importantly, he has a grudge with the Heavenly Gate. Go prepare the ink and paper. I will write a letter to the Heavenly Gate to inform them. I believe Xiong Ba will send people to deal with him."

"Father, you are truly wise. The strategy of killing with someone else's hands is indeed excellent." Lu Lian's face lit up with a smile. "I will go prepare the ink and paper right away."

A short while later, a homing pigeon flew out of the Heroic Prince's Manor, heading straight for the Heavenly Gate. As expected, everything went as Lu Yi had planned. Upon learning Jiang Chen's exact whereabouts, the Heavenly Gate immediately replied, saying they had secretly dispatched people. Xiong Ba even hinted that if they cooperated, he might spare their lives.

"Based on the information we have, if you go to the Heavenly Gate obediently, Xiong Ba might spare your lives." The one speaking was the Paper Scholar who had just sent the paper sword. His words seemed gentle, but they carried a terrifying killing intent beyond imagination.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen's face showed a faint smile. He chuckled, "You think you can make me go to the Heavenly Gate obediently? You are overestimating yourselves."

"Boy, when we of the Heavenly Pool roamed the martial world, you were still drinking milk. Go to the Heavenly Gate obediently, or next year's today will be your death anniversary." The woman with the iron crutch spoke, her anger turning to a cold laugh. Her tone was initially calm but became urgent, and her expression was fierce.

"Ha ha ha..." Jiang Chen laughed loudly. "Alright, if you want me to go obediently, show me your skills. Let's see who can control their fate." As he spoke, the Crimson Qilin sword in his hand trembled, and a wave of scorching heat suddenly spread out, sweeping in all directions.