Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 277 - 266: I Believe, but My Sword Does Not!

Chapter 277: Chapter 266: I Believe, but My Sword Does Not!

The Hairy Ghost King, having discovered that he couldn’t leave Fengdu County City, had never expected that at this moment, the formation in front of him would suddenly fail.

For an instant, the Hairy Ghost King was bewildered, but he immediately charged out.

Once out of Fengdu County City, the Hairy Ghost King was somewhat perplexed. Why would Fang Xiang choose to let him go when he saw him trying to escape, especially since he had defied Fang Xiang’s orders?

Was it possible that he had always misunderstood Fang Xiang, thinking that although Fang Xiang spoke little, he was actually easy to get along with?

The Hairy Ghost King did not understand.

But at this moment, he couldn’t dwell on why Fang Xiang had let him go.

Because he had joined forces with the Blue Ghost King without authorization, and now that the Blue Ghost King had been killed, he was partially to blame. Moreover, having openly defied orders, he feared that upon his return, he would be erased by his master.

Therefore, it was better to flee for his life.

However, as he ran, the Hairy Ghost laughed bitterly to himself.

He had just escaped from the suppression of the Maoshan Sect, thinking he had finally regained his freedom.

Yet he hadn’t expected to start a life on the run so soon.

Sigh—

Just then, suddenly an arrow shot at him from the distance.

With a thud, the arrow pierced into his white fur.

The Hairy Ghost usually maintained a black fur state, which consumed a lot of energy, so he rarely kept it all the time.

But what he never expected was that he, who had originally come to attack the mortal world, ended up being ambushed by someone else.

Pulling the arrow out of his body, the Hairy Ghost looked in the direction from which the arrow had come and saw a handsome young man with several martial artists charging towards him.

"Seeking death!"

With a roar, the Hairy Ghost rushed forward to engage in fierce combat with the martial artists.

The handsome young man immediately shouted, "Surround and kill him! We must kill him!"

This young man was none other than the young master of the Wen Family, Wen Ruchu.

He had guessed that the officials being escorted weren’t traveling by water, but by land.

So, he had wanted to come and claim some credit for himself.

But witnessing such celestial phenomena, Wen Ruchu also felt that something must have gone wrong.

By chance, he encountered a ghost that seemed immensely powerful but was seriously injured here.

Wen Ruchu estimated that this evil ghost must have encountered Zhang San and others, gotten heavily injured while escaping, and if he harvested this ghost himself, it would be incredibly satisfying.

The thought of bringing the head of this ghost to claim his merits, seeing Zhang San’s reaction when he recognized the ghost they had previously tried so hard to kill but had escaped, was sure to be priceless.

After savoring this delightful prospect, Wen Ruchu turned his head only to be struck with terror.

All his men had been killed by the white-furred evil ghost.

Even after a bout of slaughter, the ghost then charged towards him.

Thud!

The Hairy Ghost casually threw out dozens of black hairs, piercing Wen Ruchu.

Damn it!

How could this guy be so strong!

Feeling the dire situation, Wen Ruchu endured the severe pain and turned to flee.

After slaughtering those martial artists, how could the Hairy Ghost let Wen Ruchu go?

As Wen Ruchu fled, he took a talisman out from his storage ring, dabbed it with his own blood, and then turned to throw it at the Hairy Ghost.

The Hairy Ghost suddenly felt a strong masculine energy emanating from the object in the other’s hand.

Golden Crow Divine Soul!

"Your surname is Wen!?"

The Hairy Ghost was shocked.

Before Wen Ruchu could throw the talisman, the Hairy Ghost recognized his surname and burst into laughter.

"Indeed, I am the eldest son and the heir of the Wen Family Head, Wen Ruchu!"

Hearing that his opponent was indeed from the Wen Family, the Hairy Ghost was so scared that he turned and ran.

Among ghosts and monsters, everyone also knows what kind of existence they should not provoke.

Ordinary Taoists, somewhat dangerous.

Taoists of the Maoshan Sect, particularly dangerous.

But the most dangerous are the martial artists of the Wen Family.

It is said that the ancestors of the Wen Family possessed the Golden Crow Bloodline, and they could easily exterminate ghosts and monsters with their blood. Hence, when these creatures encounter anyone from the Wen Family, even if the individual is not a martial artist, it is enough to make them retreat in haste.

Therefore, the Hairy Ghost ran away with its tail between its legs.

Meanwhile, Wen Ruchu looked at the talisman in his hand that had already ignited.

He never imagined that the talisman, painstakingly prepared by his grandfather and capable of a mighty blow by a Purple Mansion Realm expert, would be wasted just like that.

Wen Ruchu pulled out the black steel needles from his body, planning to use these things to report and claim merit.

Although he hadn’t managed to kill his opponent, inflicting a heavy injury on the Hairy Ghost and defeating it should also count for some achievement.

As long as he could establish certain merits with the Town Martial Office on Chuan-Yu Road, it would allow the Wen Family to gradually extend their influence into the Town Martial Office.

After collecting all the black hair, Wen Ruchu took out a bottle of Healing Pills and poured them into his mouth as he opened it.

But as he was tilting his head back to swallow the pills, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

With a splurching sound,

a sharp sword manifested out of nowhere behind Wen Ruchu, piercing straight through him.

Widening his eyes in shock, Wen Ruchu tried to turn around, only to find that two Iron Corpses, a man and a woman, had firmly grasped his arms, preventing him from turning.

As the sword was withdrawn, Wen Ruchu spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then, the person wielding the sword slowly came around from behind Wen Ruchu, looking at him with an amused expression.

"Who are you? Do you know who I am, to dare ambush me!?" Wen Ruchu roared at the other party.

Seeing Wen Ruchu’s attitude, the other party couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh.

"Really, how quickly the privileged forget! You may not remember me, a disciple of the Sect Master of the Corpse Nether Sect, but I remember you well."

This person was none other than Ye Longchen.

After training for a period with Liu Qi, Ye Longchen decided to go down the mountain to gain experience.

He never expected that right after passing through here, he encountered abnormal celestial phenomena, killed a number of ghosts and monsters along the way, and then stumbled upon the injured Wen Ruchu.

Ye Longchen smiled at Wen Ruchu and said with the tip of his sword pointing at him, "You’re the dog under Zhang San’s command, aren’t you?"

At this moment, Wen Ruchu experienced an unprecedented level of confusion.

"No, you’re mistaken. I just joined the Town Martial Office; I have nothing to do with Zhang San—in fact, I’ve always had a bad relationship with him, even a hostile one! If you’re an enemy of Zhang San, then we could join forces."

Ye Longchen, seeing the earnestness in Wen Ruchu’s eyes, couldn’t help but laugh.

Who would have thought, this person is about my age, and his acting skills are just as good as mine.

He’s even not worse looking than me!

But unfortunately, you are Zhang San’s man!

Since I haven’t encountered Zhang San, I might as well start by taking back some interest for past humiliations from one of his underlings!

"Are you really not Zhang San’s dog?"

At this moment, Wen Ruchu was almost in tears.

"I really am not! I am the eldest son and grandson of the Head of the Wen Family from the Capital; I have come to Chuan-Yu Road to extend the influence of the Wen Family into the Town Martial Office. I came here to seize power; how could I possibly be with Zhang San? You’re mistaken! It’s truly a misunderstanding of the world!"

Ye Longchen listened, then nodded slightly.

Seeing Ye Longchen nod, Wen Ruchu breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at the wound on his chest.

"My wound can’t hold out much longer with Qi alone, pass me the Healing Medicine dropped on the ground. I..."

Thud!

Before Wen Ruchu could finish his words, Ye Longchen plunged his sword into Wen Ruchu’s throat.

At that moment, Ye Longchen’s eyes were filled with disdain and contempt.

"You say you’re an enemy of Zhang San; I believe it, but my sword doesn’t!"

With those words, Ye Longchen pulled out the sword and stabbed Wen Ruchu over thirty times.

Once sure that Wen Ruchu was thoroughly dead, Ye Longchen then cut off Wen Ruchu’s head and discarded it into a nearby ditch.