The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 166 - 134 Killing and Heartbreaking_3

Chapter 166: Chapter 134 Killing and Heartbreaking_3

Li Yi at this moment extended two fingers and threw them a lifeline, "You have but a quarter of an hour’s time, and once time’s up, the opportunity is canceled. I will then take action to settle accounts. Of course, you can try to run, and if you think you can escape from my palm, then I have nothing to say."

"The way out lies beneath your feet. How you choose is up to you."

After that, he kicked out his foot, sending Jin Zhihuan’s Wind Listening Blade skidding to these disciples’ feet.

Clearly, Li Yi’s intention was very obvious, to let them kill each other.

Although the scheme was simple, it was quite useful at this moment.

Even if one did not want to do so, there were so many disciples present, what if someone around them had ideas?

However, looking at the blade before them, no one made a move.

It wasn’t that they were united but rather that there were not enough heads for a few to survive; on the contrary, perhaps it was more profitable to run away.

Yet, Li Yi’s next sentence completely shattered their hesitation, "By the way, the heads of those Lower Three Realms warriors who left earlier also count. You have decent strength, so you can join forces to hunt their heads for me. I only want results, not the process."

As soon as he finished speaking,

a Blood Refining Warrior immediately became tempted. His eyes flickered with indecision, and rather than escaping himself and letting others benefit, he preferred to collect twenty heads to settle the score. After all, for ordinary disciples facing him, it would be nothing more than a quick slash. So why take the chance with luck?

Furthermore, Li Yi had sworn a promise he was bound to keep, so there was no need to worry about him reneging.

Upon thinking this,

the Blood Refining Warrior gritted his teeth and drew his swift blade suddenly, shouting, "Kill!"

A fellow Martial Marrow Training apprentice reacted too slow and was beheaded with a single slash.

His eyes opened wide, showing a tinge of shock, but he was unable to do anything now, with only the sound of the wind from the blade whistling by his ear.

With the first person moving his hand, the evil within everyone’s hearts was unleashed.

They were afraid, afraid that if they didn’t act, their own heads would be the ones used to bargain for a chance at survival.

"I don’t want to die. I’ll take the heads of those outer sect disciples for a chance at survival." A Martial Marrow Training disciple, howling, rushed straight towards the dwelling of the outer sect disciples.

Seeing this, others also started to take action.

But the Blood Refining Warriors didn’t care for them; they were the strongest within the martial arts hall, and it was effortless to gather twenty heads. They killed anyone they saw, only avoiding those with the same level of strength.

Suddenly, cries and shouts of fighting were incessant within the tranquil Jin Family Martial Arts Hall.

The ordinary disciples had no idea what was happening; they only saw their normally strong senior brothers come at them with blades and before they could react, their heads were cut off and taken away.

Li Yi, the instigator of this turmoil, however, remained as resolute as iron, with a calm face, unmoved.

"Big Brother, although your plan is good, inciting them to slaughter each other, doing so will let many of Jin Family Martial Arts Hall’s disciples escape, and some will definitely flee amidst the chaos. We simply can’t stop them," Rong Niang, although admiring Li Yi’s methods, noticed the flaw in the plan.

"I know that many will escape and, indeed, a large portion will take advantage of the chaos to flee, but I never intended to pursue them. For as the art of war states, ’killing the enemy is secondary, attacking the heart is paramount.’ With this tumult, the Jin Family Martial Arts Hall’s morale is utterly broken, and they will never amount to anything again," Li Yi said calmly. "Again, the process isn’t important; the result is, Rong Niang. What I want isn’t really those heads, but for the Jin Family Martial Arts Hall to completely disappear from Sanyang City."

"After this incident, will those Jin Family disciples seek vengeance on me later, or will they seek it from their fellow brothers?"

"So that’s it." Rong Niang’s pupils contracted, and after coming to her senses, she broke out in a cold sweat.

Because if she were in that situation, she wouldn’t be able to extract herself either.

Even if you didn’t kill a single person and escaped just like that, facing a martial arts hall that had descended into fratricide, how could you possibly be willing to give your life for it in the future?

"It’s just letting those damn beasts off easy."

Rong Niang clenched her teeth, although she knew this was the best approach, thinking of those among them who had killed her fellow disciples, she found it hard to swallow the anger in her heart.

"There’s no way around it, there are only the two of us here. It’s simply not realistic to settle all accounts one by one, and we’ve already delayed here long enough. There’s also the Han Family Martial Arts Hall waiting for us," Li Yi patted Rong Niang’s shoulder. "The fire here has been lit already, and all that’s left is for it to keep burning. We don’t need to guard this place; let’s go, on to the next one."

"Okay." Rong Niang nodded, her heart unwilling, but she had to accept the outcome.

Quickly,

the two left Jin Family Martial Arts Hall, then immediately rode out swiftly on their horses.

A short while after Li Yi and Rong Niang had departed,

a Blood Refining Warrior came back to the courtyard laughing, carrying a string of bloody heads.

"I have brought twenty heads, as agreed, to spare my life... Where are the people?"

This Blood Refining Warrior saw the empty courtyard and his smile suddenly froze on his face.

How, how is this different from what I imagined?

Could it be that you trust us so much, knowing that we can complete the task and bring twenty heads, you’re not afraid of us breaking our word, with no need for supervision? And not even counting the heads?

He glanced outside.

Outside the broken gate, the senior brother from Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall and Rong Niang’s horses seemed to be gone; the two people seemed to have really left.

In that case, do these twenty heads I severed still mean anything?

But there was no one to answer him.

All he knew was that with just this incident, the Jin Family Martial Arts Hall was completely destroyed, never to be mentioned again in the future, nor would anyone seek to avenge it.