Building a Martial Dao Celestial Family by Laying Low

Chapter 502 - 419: Storm (3)


Chapter 502: Chapter 419: Storm (3)

Divine Soul annihilated!

The body stiffened completely, then crumpled softly to the ground, becoming silent and still.

The night wind blew, scattering the stench of blood.

Chen Li’s Primordial Spirit returned to his body.

Outside the pier, corpses littered the ground.

Chen Li put away his Qiankun Ruyi Staff. His gaze swept calmly over the field of bodies before he searched the corpses of Jiang Buyu and Ye Guhong for a moment, finding two cloth sacks.

Inside, besides some scattered gold and silver, Jiang Buyu’s sack also contained an incomplete, yellowed book.

Chen Li opened the book and glanced at it by the moonlight.

The pages were densely packed with small, scrawled characters.

He had no time to examine it closely, so he put it away and tucked it into his robes.

Then, he walked over to the transport convoy’s carts.

The oxen and donkeys pulling the carts had either broken their reins and fled, been killed in the fighting, or were cowering on the ground, trembling too much to move.

With a flash of his sword, Chen Li severed all the remaining reins, and the terrified animals scattered in every direction.

He went to the wooden crates.

He had already marked the crates containing the Opium, so there was no need to identify them. He opened the other crates to inspect them.

They were all filled with things like medicinal herbs, armor, and gold and silver.

An idea stirred in Chen Li’s mind.

He couldn’t take the Opium with him; leaving it behind would serve as perfect evidence of the Celestial Sword Sect’s crimes.

But these herbs, gold, and silver were tangible resources.

It was still early, so he had time.

Chen Li summoned his Treasure Basin and loaded all the wooden crates into it.

After taking care of everything, his gaze returned to the white figure in the distance.

Feng Qingxuan was still standing in the same spot, her face deathly pale and her body trembling slightly.

Staring at the bodies of her fellow sect members strewn across the ground, the earlier complexity in her eyes was gone, replaced by a hollow, ashen emptiness.

"You... kill me."

Feng Qingxuan stared at Chen Li, her pearly teeth biting down so hard on her lower lip that it nearly drew blood.

Her voice was hoarse, tinged with a calm that bordered on collapse.

At this moment, her emotions were a tangled mess.

Her sect elders and brothers had been cut down one by one by this man, right before her eyes.

And it was all because of her.

If she hadn’t been so afraid of death, if she hadn’t yielded to his threats and promises, if she hadn’t lured Jiang Buyu and Ye Guhong away from here...

None of this might have happened.

Guilt washed over her like a tidal wave.

She no longer wanted to live in disgrace. All she wanted was to atone with her death and join her fellow sect members in the underworld.

Chen Li looked at her and nodded.

"Alright. In a few days, I’ll send your senior uncle to reunite with you."

With that, a thought crossed his mind.

BUZZ...

A blood-soaked Longsword on the ground suddenly flew up, its blade vibrating with a clear, ringing hum.

A cold glint flickered on its edge as it shot straight for Feng Qingxuan’s throat.

The flash of the sword was like lightning, arriving in an instant.

Feng Qingxuan’s pupils shrank. She twisted aside, narrowly dodging the fatal strike.

The blade grazed past her throat, severing a few strands of her hair.

Feng Qingxuan’s face grew even paler.

"Heh..."

Chen Li chuckled and looked at her, asking faintly, "Want to try again?"

Feng Qingxuan looked at Chen Li’s calm expression, which screamed, ’I saw right through your little act,’ and was instantly overcome with shame, anger, and frustration.

Her fair face flushed bright red.

She was furious at Chen Li for toying with her, but even more furious with herself for flinching at the last moment.

’Why... can’t I just resolve myself to die?’

Chen Li shot her a glance and paid her no more mind.

He picked up the bodies of Jiang Buyu and Ye Guhong and turned to leave.

"If you don’t want to die, then just do your work honestly. You won’t get a bad deal."

His indifferent voice drifted back on the wind.

Feng Qingxuan stood rooted to the spot, watching Chen Li’s retreating back, her hands clenched into tight fists.

After a moment’s hesitation, she gritted her teeth and ran after him.

Jiangkou Pier fell into a deathly silence.

The night wind swept by, carrying the thick stench of blood and startling a few crows that had landed on the corpses to peck at the flesh.

Not until the next morning, as the sky began to brighten, did the people from the pier dare to poke their heads out in twos and threes.

The deafening shouts of battle and the roar of fighting from the previous night had scared the townspeople out of their wits. They had hidden, trembling, in their homes, barricading their doors with tables and chairs, too afraid to go outside.

They were terrified that stepping outside would mean becoming another soul lost to the blade.

"Something’s happened... Something terrible has happened..."

"Sanwa, quickly... quickly go report this to the authorities! So many people are dead, what a tragedy..."

Seeing the field of bodies outside the pier, the crowd trembled in fear.

The youth called "Sanwa" was also pale-faced, but being young and a bit bolder, he took off running toward Jiangkou County Town.

Meanwhile, the bolder tugmen, boatmen, and dockworkers crept out in groups of three and five, under the pretext of checking for survivors and saving lives, but their eyes kept darting toward the corpses.

In their eyes, these dead people were well-dressed and wore exquisite swords. A single glance told them they were either rich or noble, and must be carrying gold, silver, and other valuables.

"There’s silver! There’s really silver!"

A dark-skinned man pulled a few pieces of broken silver from the body of a Celestial Sword Sect disciple. His eyes lit up, and he let out a hushed cry of surprise.

That cry was like a spark landing in a pan of hot oil.

More people’s eyes turned red with greed.

"I found some over here, too!"

"The quality of this Jade Pendant is incredible..."

"This scabbard is inlaid with gems!"

The crowd grew restless.

At first, they were sneaky about it, but seeing that no one was stopping them, they grew bolder and bolder.

Some began to fight over the valuables on a corpse, shoving, cursing, and even coming to blows.

Others turned their attention to the locked wooden crates.

"There must be something even more valuable in the crates!"

A few men exchanged a look, found some iron crowbars and rocks, and began prying at the bronze locks on the wooden crates.

CRACK!

The lock was smashed open.

The crate was opened. Inside were neat stacks of thin wooden boxes, each about the size of an egg.

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