Achieving physical sainthood starting from Hunyuan Gong

Chapter 16 Why did you harm me?



Chapter 16 Why did you harm me?

"You mean... the higher-ups want Song Shen to be the team leader?"

Wei Dashu sat across the table, and a heavy gloom immediately appeared on his face, the color of a dark cloud about to rain.

"I only heard this secondhand, so don't get upset. You've reached a certain level, they'll definitely find a place for you."

"That's what the person on the other side said."

In response to Qian Huan's transfer, the Cao family should be looking for a replacement.

In fact, for the Cao family, what was a mere guard? They could simply find someone to replace him.

But for people like Wei Dashu, it means too much.

Hearing his fellow villager's words of comfort, Wei Dashu realized that he had indeed lost his composure, so he forced a smile and said, "Well, what's the difference? You're right, brother. The manor won't treat us badly. I've only been practicing for a short time, so the manor probably hasn't realized it yet."

"That's the right way to think. The family has treated us well, so there's no need to overthink things. They'll definitely be able to take care of everything."

Hearing these words of comfort only intensified Wei Dashu's anger.

While chatting, a fellow villager suddenly said, "By the way, Big Tree, what did I tell you last time? You're not getting any younger, it's time to find a wife. That way you can settle down and save some money instead of running around to brothels and gambling dens every day. We've only made a little money, don't let it all be for nothing when you're old."

"Understood, stop talking!"

These words were like steel needles piercing my heart.

This caused Wei Dashu's mood to plummet. He worried that his family might know about his frequenting gambling dens and brothels, and that they were probably aware of his mountain of debts...

Could it be that these are the reasons why I can't get up there?

Thinking about these unfounded speculations filled him with immense disappointment and pain after the fear of loss, to the point that he was almost unable to extricate himself.

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During the day, the sky was dark.

We've entered the toughest days of winter.

Song Shen, however, was pondering Qian Huan's words.

Qian Huan wasn't the kind of person who spoke casually; there must have been a reason for what he said.

An alarm bell had been ringing in his mind since last night, but he continued with his daily routine.

With this in mind, the only solution is to intensify my practice of knife skills to prepare for any eventuality.

Practice your sword diligently!

【Wind Chasing Blade Technique (Penetration 40%)】

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Having finished practicing his swordsmanship, Song Shen stood still in the snow, sword in hand.

I had a strange feeling, as if someone was secretly watching me, but when I looked around, there was no one there.

He returned to the courtyard with his knife. It wasn't dark yet, but there were only a few people left in the courtyard. Liu Shuisheng finished packing and prepared to leave.

Tomorrow is the 70th birthday of Master Cao, and the entire household is in a state of great celebration.

Song Shen and his men had already been busy for so long. Although the matter on the lake was still important, the master was kind-hearted and found other people to temporarily take over for two days to give them a rest.

Qian Huan left in the morning, and Wei Dashu left shortly after Qian Huan.

The others gradually left, and now only Lao Liu and Song Shen remained.

"Hey Ah Shen, why don't you come to the city with me today? You can visit my house for a bit, since we're going to your mansion to celebrate tomorrow."

"Thanks, Brother Liu, but I have something to do tonight, I'll go tomorrow."

In fact, even if Song Shen and his group went there, they wouldn't be able to meet those important figures, unless it was someone like Qian Huan who had connections.

"Alright, I won't insist. I'll be going now."

The two parted ways.

Song Shen spent the whole night cultivating alone in the courtyard. He would just show up briefly the next day to make a show of it, since his older sister and the others were all too busy preparing for the birthday banquet to see him.

All night long, Song Shen practiced his sword alone in the courtyard until he was exhausted and went to sleep.

The next morning, Song Shen arrived at the ferry.

After waiting for a long time without a boatman appearing, I realized that the weather had been too cold these past few days, and the boatman only picked up passengers in the afternoon and evening when the weather was nice. In this kind of weather, there was simply no one around.

Since the city wasn't that far away anyway, Song Shen decided to walk.

Upon thinking of this,

Song Shen turned to land, began to move at great speed.

Footsteps could be heard in the cold wind.

Song Shen looked around and saw that there was no one on the road so early in the morning. He wondered if he was being too suspicious.

But after walking a while, he stopped.

At the pass ahead, a tall man stood alone in the middle of the road, seemingly hesitant.

Song Shen gradually slowed his pace and finally stopped at a distance.

He recognized that person.

"Brother Wei, what are you doing here?"

Wei Dashu saw Song Shen and gave him a friendly smile: "Oh, it's Shen? Where are you going?"

Song Shen frowned and looked at Wei Dashu, "Brother Wei, are you waiting for someone?"

"Yes," Wei Dashu said somewhat naively, "but since you're here, I'm too lazy to wait for him. Since we've met anyway, let's go to your residence together."

After speaking, he stepped forward enthusiastically.

Song Shen quickly stepped back, looking at him warily.

Wei Dashu stared blankly at Song Shen for a long time, a sudden surge of ferocity appearing in his eyes.

"Sigh, I originally wanted you to die in a daze, so why did you have to do it this way?"

Song Shen's hand slowly moved towards the hilt of the knife: "Why did you want to harm me?"

Wei Dashu also grabbed the hilt of the knife, "We eat from the same trough, we fight for profit! Your death would be of great benefit to me!"

Song Shen nodded. "I see."

In the past, Wei Dashu treated him like a brother; this somewhat naive man was always generous and forthright.

I thought it could stay this way forever, but alas.

However, seeing Song Shen's seemingly confident demeanor, Wei Dashu felt inexplicably annoyed.

"Goodbye, Xiao Song. To be honest, I quite liked you. It's a pity they want you to replace me, and I can't allow that. Who do you think you are? You're not even fully grown up yet, and you're already the captain after only a few years?"

The long sword was drawn.

Song Shen sneered, "Since you've decided to take action, why bother with the pretense?"

Wei Dashu completely dropped all pretense and shouted, "Fine! Since you were prepared all along, take this!"

The cold light intensified instantly.

Wei Dashu strode over and slashed down with his long sword.

This was the first time Song Shen had faced such a life-or-death moment since his debut. He dared not be negligent and immediately crouched down, mounted his horse, and drew his sword to parry!

when!!!!

The sound of blades clashing was piercing to the eardrums.

Wei Dashu clearly did not expect that this strike would be like hitting granite, with an unshakeable force.

How old is this kid?

Could it be that I am no match for him?

"Look at the knife!"

This time, Wei Dashu slashed three times in succession, followed by a rolling lotus dance, which was powerful and swift.

Sparks flew.

Song Shen slid back, his body remaining still.

That's all there is to it—

It's no wonder he thought that way, because the one who had been testing him was Senior Sister Yu, and their swordsmanship was on completely different levels.

I originally thought this was a ruthless opponent who would dare to intercept and kill me.

It turns out it's nothing special.

With this in mind, Song Shen made a move.

This was his first proactive attack.

Wei Dashu's gaze sharpened instantly. He heard a gust of wind beside him, and when he looked again, all he saw was a blinding light.

Song Shen's first move was the most aggressive and violent attacking technique in the Chasing Wind Blade Technique: Storm Sweep.

In the blink of an eye, Song Shen's blood surged, and he unleashed seven consecutive slashes.

"What? This kid's swordsmanship?"

What's most terrifying is this kid's cultivation level, which is no weaker than mine. His swordsmanship is also more comprehensive, his defense is watertight, and his attack is like a storm.

Under immense pressure, sweat beaded on Wei Dashu's forehead. Just when he thought his opponent's offensive was about to be exhausted, Song Shen slashed at the seven-inch mark of his longsword.

Wei Dashu retreated again, only to find that the web of his right hand had burst open, with blood flowing freely. He quickly stepped back to catch his breath.

The distance grew, and he couldn't relax until then.

Song Shen's body suddenly swelled up.

His long robe fluttered in the wind; this was the optimal attack distance that Song Shen had been planning for a long time.

The vortex of clouds flew across.

With a roar, the longsword slashed diagonally downwards, striking the base of Wei Dashu's blade. In the instant Wei Dashu's weapon bounced off, Song Shen's precious sword drew a short arc, cleaving his opponent's left rib in one fell swoop.

The second strike swiftly slashed at his throat, leaving a trail of bright red blood.

Wei Dashu was amazed and fell backward.

With a graceful movement, Song Shen sheathed his sword and strode forward.

Wei Dashu's pupils had dilated. The two strikes, infused with true energy, had shattered his internal organs and severed his throat, enough to kill him.

"For the sake of our past working together, I'll let you disappear without a trace."

Song Shen picked up the corpse, patiently tied it with a large stone, and was about to sink it to the bottom of the water when he suddenly remembered something.

"Wait, I haven't touched the corpse yet!"

Song Shen, as if waking up, began to search the corpse. As a novice, it took him a while to strip Wei Dashu of all his valuables.

The body stirred up a ripple on the lake's surface before sinking to the bottom and disappearing from sight. Wei Dashu, a once vibrant person, vanished from this world.

As I stared blankly at the water, a line of words suddenly appeared amidst a flash of light.

[Achieved Skill Dao Fruit: Wei Dashu (7 months and 9 days)]


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