Xiang Yu looked at the terrified Beggar Clan leader with a mocking smile, recalling everything they had done to him and the suffering he had endured in the past six months. He couldn't help but burst into laughter, tears streaming down his face.
"Hahahaha, you've finally met your match! The grudge of having your limbs severed and the suffering of imprisonment, I'll make you taste fear."
As Xiang Yu spoke, he used his telekinesis to pull the Beggar Clan leader, who was trying to escape, into the air. His telekinesis transformed into ten thin needles, which pierced into the leader's ten fingers.
The pain in my fingers is unbearable!
The Beggars' Gang leader couldn't help but wail, looking at Xiang Yu with pleading eyes, trying to get him to let him go. But for Xiang Yu, who was immersed in the pleasure of revenge, the suffering of these people was the best consolation for his long period of hardship.
However, he hadn't forgotten that there were more than just a few people who had tormented him in the past. So, he used the gravitational pull of the chicken talisman to suspend everyone in the air, and a kind smile appeared on his ferocious face. "Our game begins now..."
That night, Xiang Yu released all the negative emotions he had accumulated over the past six months. Looking at the limbs and fragments scattered on the ground, although he could hardly believe what he had done, he did not regret it at all.
Several men in black robes emerged from the darkness. One of them handed out a black robe and said to Xiang Yu, who was floating in the air covered in blood, "Let's go!"
Xiang Yu used her telekinesis to drape the black robe over herself and said gratefully, "Thank you!"
Without them, Xiang Yu couldn't imagine how long she would have been trapped. She might have died of illness in a thatched hut or been beaten to death, leaving this world in pain and despair.
The Beggars' Sect members weren't in a particularly remote location, but the screams didn't attract anyone else's attention. It was obvious that their future comrades had intervened to give them enough time to vent their hatred.
The men in black robes laughed upon hearing this, and then said in unison, "Heaven above!"
Xiang Yu's eyes reddened slightly, and she understood what they meant. She patted her chest forcefully and shouted, "Heaven above!"
Silence fell, and only the mangled corpses on the ground proved that it was all true.
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Chapter 104: Dragon Tiger Mountain
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At the foot of Longhu Mountain, a large crowd gathered, most of whom were tourists. Although Longhu Mountain was the residence of a sect, the state controlled all unstable factors in today's society, and even though the Old Celestial Master was powerful, he had to bow his head.
As a result, Longhu Mountain has become a tourist attraction, and everyone needs an entrance fee of 260 yuan. It's truly regrettable that the once renowned Longhu Mountain has been reduced to a tourist destination.
"Wow, this place is so beautiful!" Zhang Chulan followed behind Feng Baobao, looking at the magnificent landscape, and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
Bang!
A small, thin man wearing a hat and mask hurried past, bumping into Zhang Chulan's arm. He stumbled back a few steps before regaining his balance.
Zhang Chulan saw him trying to leave and grabbed his arm, but accidentally touched his hat, revealing a few strands of long orange hair.
"girl……"
Zhang Chulan chuckled dryly, but then met her lifeless eyes beneath the hat. A chill ran down his spine, and he immediately released her hand, watching her leave.
Only after the guy left did Zhang Chulan breathe a sigh of relief, patting his chest and saying, "What a terrifying guy, like a demon crawled out of hell. I wonder where he came from, and he seems to be a girl."
"Zhang Chulan, what's going on? Why are you standing here in a daze?" Xu Le appeared behind Zhang Chulan at some point, watching the departing figure of the man in the hat with a strange smile, but disappeared the moment Zhang Chulan turned around.
Zhang Chulan looked at Xu Le, who was dressed in a Taoist robe, and his legs went weak. He had been severely punished by Xu Le several times recently, and each time he had to lie in bed for half a day. Now, whenever he saw Xu Le, his legs would involuntarily go weak.
Zhang Chulan scratched his head, not wanting to bring up the mysterious person from earlier. After all, he was embarrassed to admit that he had been frightened by a passerby, so he changed the subject, "Where's Sister Bao? Where did she go?"
Zhang Chulan has experienced firsthand how exhausting it is to deal with someone with low emotional intelligence. Just yesterday, during a security check, Feng Baobao was detected as having metal in the scanner. Unexpectedly, she pulled out a knife and handed it to the security officer, and then… that was it…
Zhang Chulan felt he would never forget the moment when Feng Baobao was taken away by the police, shouting as she walked, "Xu San, don't forget to bail me out!"
Fortunately, the company had a strong enough background, and they managed to get Feng Baobao out of trouble in no time. Unfortunately, it still took a lot of time. She was supposed to arrive yesterday, but it was delayed until today.
Thinking of Feng Baobao, Zhang Chulan felt a surge of resentment that he couldn't vent, but since he couldn't beat her, he could only obediently endure it.
Xu Le understood, but didn't press for details. He pointed to a spot and said, "She's buying things there."
Zhang Chulan looked in the direction Xu Le pointed and saw Feng Baobao dressed as a deliveryman, still looking disheveled, squatting in front of a stall.
The stall owner was an old monk with white eyebrows and a white beard. When he saw Feng Baobao's eyes shining, he knew that he had met a fat sheep today. Although he was overjoyed, he put on a solemn look like a high-ranking monk and said in a serious tone, "Benefactor, I have a connection with you!"
Upon hearing this, Feng Baobao nodded, looking like a fool with too much money.
Now that the monk was confident, he coughed twice to attract Feng Baobao's attention, then grabbed her hand and said with delight, "Judging from your hand, young benefactor... you will surely be a person of great wealth and longevity in the future."
"Great monk, you're so accurate! I have no special skills, but I live a long life!" Feng Baobao stared wide-eyed as she listened to his story with great interest, her hat tilting slightly as she swayed.
"Alas, so be it. I did not wish for this item to appear in the world, but I am indeed destined to meet you, young benefactor. It is fate."
The old monk, with a compassionate expression, suddenly stood up, took out a string of agate necklaces from his sleeve, and sighed, "This was obtained by my grandmaster, the monk Duoxin, in this mountain hundreds of years ago. Back then, my grandmaster was cultivating in the mountain when he encountered a ten-thousand-year-old fire unicorn. He fought it for more than 80,000 rounds and finally killed it with his staff. Afterwards, my grandmaster took out the spiritual crystal from its body and made this fire glass necklace."
"Oh, oh!" Feng Baobao responded with great interest, striking a pose as if she were about to be slaughtered.
The monk was secretly delighted and shouted, "Today this treasure has finally met its destined owner! I don't want 98,000, I don't want 9,800, I only want 998, and I will sell it to the young benefactor!"
"Oh my god, this is awesome, I want it!" Feng Baobao raised her hand to try and snatch the red glass beads, but the old monk dodged her every time.
Seeing this, Xu San immediately pulled Feng Baobao away and whispered in her ear, "Baobao, you've been fooled! You actually believed a monk selling things on a famous Taoist mountain!"
"Don't pull me! I fought for 80,000 rounds to get this! I want to buy it!" Feng Baobao struggled incessantly, trying to take out her money to buy the fire glass bracelet.
Xu San looked helpless, but still continued to advise, "A monk is supposed to be compassionate. Is it reliable for someone to fight an animal for 80,000 rounds?"
Xu San wanted to kill someone, but the old monk remained aloof and wise, which made Feng Baobao even more eager to buy.
Xu Le watched them play around, then turned around and saw a young Taoist priest standing next to Zhang Chulan. He was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, his hair was tied up in a bun, and he looked nonchalant, as if he was talking to Zhang Chulan about something.
He is Wang Ye, the successor of Feng Hou Qi Men, one of the Eight Skills of Jia Shen. He has high intelligence and handsome appearance, is good at Bagua, and is a successor of Wudang School.