Longevity Martial Arts: Starting from Inner Core Skill

Chapter 210 - 163 Am I a Pervert? (1/4, asking for Yue tickets!)

Zhou Hu, the Great Grandmaster, also died, his death was extraordinarily mysterious.

Wang Sheng gathered the bodies of the two together to destroy them and erase all traces.

Watching the two bodies gradually dissipate under the force of Qi Blood Power, his face was expressionless. Having killed so many, he no longer felt anything.

But inside, his mind was filled with myriad thoughts.

Had he not killed them immediately just to clarify the situation and ensure that he wasn’t making a mistake?

Perhaps.

In fact, under his Divine Thought, he clearly saw whatever the two wanted to do next, what their next move would be.

Asking questions was just a formality, the final outcome would not change.

Not killing them immediately was more about his curiosity; he really wanted to know if these two would regret their actions.

And he saw it.

They did regret, but not that they didn’t regard ordinary people’s lives as human lives, but that they regretted choosing the wrong place, facing him.

Wang Sheng had somewhat anticipated this outcome.

How could those people feel remorse?

”Seeing that kind of expression was quite satisfying, though!”

After all, he was human, not some so-called immortal, and had his own emotions and desires.

Upon hearing the words ”so what,” he thought about how Zhou Hu regarded ordinary people’s lives as worthless, and wondered if he would feel the same if his own life were just as fragile, ready to be taken at any moment?

It turned out everyone has only one life, even the strong; it doesn’t change anything.

That fear, dread, was exactly the same as that of ordinary people.

To put it simply, he felt exhilarated!

Once powerless in the face of injustice and able to only fume in anger, now he could fight back, tooth for tooth; such things indeed brought pleasure.

”I’m not becoming a psychopath, am I?”

Wang Sheng shook his head, casting out the thought from his mind.

The problems were resolved, the affair had reached a temporary conclusion.

Of course, it was not completely over.

One Zhou Hu, one Jiang Luoye, both were from major forces, especially with Zhou Hu, the aide to King Yong Nian, being killed by him, King Yong Nian would likely not let the matter rest.

However, he had a rough understanding of King Yong Nian’s situation.

Not to mention how long it would take King Yong Nian to find out after he destroyed the bodies and erased the traces.

Just losing a Grandmaster alone was enough to put him in a difficult position, vulnerable to potential upheaval, probably leaving him no time to worry about Wang Sheng.

Besides, even if he were found, he might not necessarily be his match.

Thinking of this, his mind became calm.

”Let’s head back!”

After gathering his flying sword and the spoils of battle, Wang Sheng headed straight for the people of Qingshan Village who were evacuating.

The evacuation was ordered by Wang Sheng, through the village chief and Yue.

After all, he didn’t know what the situation was like at the time; if the battlefield couldn’t be moved, the fight could easily affect Qingshan Village.

Better to evacuate than to become a burden.

However, the two were weaker than he had expected.

Or it could be said that the effect of the God-slaying Sword was much stronger than he had anticipated, which allowed such an easy resolution to the affair.

Seeing Wang Sheng’s return, the village chief and a few martial artists gathered around.

”Yun Sheng, are you alright?”

Wang Sheng shook his head and said, ”I’m fine, those two weren’t too strong. It’s all settled, we can go back now.”

”...”

Faced with what Wang Sheng said, everyone didn’t know what to say.

Not too strong?

They had witnessed the commotion of the fight, fully imagining just how powerful the two were.

But to Wang Sheng, they were just ”not too strong.”

”Perhaps this is the confidence of a powerful person!”

Many people silently marveled to themselves.

In any case, the matter was resolved, and the people of Qingshan Village did not have to leave once more.

Not only that, the village chief looked at the aftermath of the battle and called in the village’s martial artists to fill in the remnants; the traces couldn’t be completely restored, but with a few rains, everything would disappear.

After eradicating the traces, secrecy was emphasized again and again in the village.

Qingshan Village then returned to its usual tranquility, as if nothing had happened.

Wang Sheng returned to his own little cabin.