Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 81: Heartfelt Officer Bai!

Chapter 81: Chapter 81: Heartfelt Officer Bai!

The Corpse Nether Sect suddenly launched a surprise attack from underground, catching Zheng Yijian off guard.

In a rush, Zheng Yijian maneuvered his Mysterious Weapon, a sharp sword, and with a whoosh, he sliced off the Iron Corpse’s arm.

Then, propelled by the inertia, he was flung away.

The sharp sword swiftly flew beneath his feet, allowing Zheng Yijian to hover in mid-air.

Just as Zheng Yijian caught his breath from the narrow escape, halfway through his sigh of relief, he saw a figure swinging fists like a demon beast, lunging straight toward him.

Bang!

The punch landed on Zheng Yijian’s face, knocking him right off his flying sword.

Immediately, Zheng Yijian pulled out a Mysterious Weapon mask from his waist and, ignoring the pain in his face, quickly put it on.

The mask unfolded in an instant, turning into a bright silver helmet that completely protected his head.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

As Zheng Yijian crashed heavily to the ground, the middle-aged martial artist from the Gluttonous Mountain closed in and pummeled Zheng Yijian’s head with a series of punches.

Seeing this, the other six junior brothers and sisters promptly took action and drove back the middle-aged martial artist.

At the same time, far away, the formations and runes surged.

Nine Sword Qis roared down, directly destroying the formation of Mysterious Soldiers Sect.

Even more, there were flying swords that sneak attacked from behind, plunging fiercely into the backs of many martial artists from the Mysterious Soldiers Sect!

For a moment, the Corpse Nether Sect, the Pure Stream Sword Sect, and the Gluttonous Mountain, three forces allied together, turning the tide against the Mysterious Soldiers Sect, who were originally besieging Zhang San and his group, and decimated them.

However, Zhang San noticed amidst the chaotic battlefield, on a small mound in the distance, each of the three forces had a female disciple guarding Third Miss Gan.

Zhang San naturally knew that with Third Miss Gan’s strength, escaping would be a piece of cake.

But from her current state, there were no signs of her being involved in a fight.

Clearly, the item wasn’t on Third Miss Gan; otherwise, she wouldn’t simply be under watch.

With this in mind, Zhang San turned his head and asked Zhao Siyang, "Did you have any intimate contact with Third Miss Gan before?"

"Ah!?"

Zhao Siyang felt that while everyone else was fighting fiercely, the Heavenly Punishment Sect didn’t even bother to intervene. Why were they concerned about such gossip? Was this the time to be a spectator?

"I suspect Third Miss Gan has hidden the item on your person. It wasn’t... stuffed into your balls, was it?"

Zhao Siyang frowned and asked, "What on earth is it?"

"Drawings! A very important set of drawings."

Zhao Siyang glared and said angrily, "What kind of drawings do you think could be hidden there?"

Zhang San chuckled foolishly twice, then fell into contemplation.

"Seriously, you’re actually pondering that!"

If Zhao Siyang wasn’t surrounded by the Heavenly Punishment Sect, he really felt like giving Zhang San a good beating right then!

At that moment, the area where the dilapidated temple was located was raging with battles everywhere.

Only the people from the Town Martial Office maintained a defensive stance.

The fight had come suddenly, but it also ended quickly.

After all, there’s no reason three forces couldn’t beat one in a surprise attack.

Now, only about a dozen or so people from the Mysterious Soldiers Sect were huddled together, narrowly avoiding total annihilation.

Meanwhile, Zheng Yijian removed his battered mask.

Beneath it was a face that had also taken a severe beating.

Kong Wenzai, Tian Yindi, and the middle-aged martial artist from the Gluttonous Mountain surrounded the people of the Heavenly Punishment Sect from three directions.

Kong Wenzai clasped his hands in salute toward Zhang San and others, shouting, "Ladies and gentlemen of the Heavenly Punishment Sect, we have captured the female thief, but the drawings are not found. Surely, the drawings must be on this little Taoist."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Siyang immediately grew unhappy.

"They’re not on me!"

"Whether they are or not, a search will tell," Tian Yindi said in a dark tone from another direction.

Zhao Siyang stepped out of the formation and yelled to those outside, "No way! I’m a child servant, why should I let you search? Besides, I’ve only just found out that you’re looking for drawings! I haven’t seen any drawings along the way. Moreover, what right do you have? Are you from the Town Martial Office?"

Kong Wenzai couldn’t help laughing out loud.

"You have the right to speak as you wish, and we naturally have the right to search! Fellow Taoists of the Heavenly Punishment Sect, what do you say, right?"

Kong Wenzai’s tone sounded amiable, but everyone knew that as long as Zhang San’s side didn’t agree to the search, the twenty-some corpses of the Mysterious Soldiers Sect’s martial artists on the ground would be their future.

Facing an alliance of three forces, Zhang San knew that even if he could lead everyone to fight their way out with Zhao Siyang, they would still suffer significant losses.

Especially Bai Yucheng, who had previously been sneak-attacked by the Mysterious Soldiers Sect, now looked pale, giving off the impression that his face might fall off at any moment.

"Zhao Siyang, there is only one option before you now, and that is to submit to a search!"

Zhao Siyang couldn’t help feeling puzzled when he heard Zhang San, who was behind him, say this.

Zhang San continued, "You don’t really think that by rushing at me and taking me hostage, you could make a second escape from the encirclement, do you?"

"Although that person from Gluttonous Mountain has been seriously injured, and blood is still flowing from his back, if you think he is the weak link, then you are sorely mistaken!"

The more Zhao Siyang listened, the more it sounded to him like Zhang San was giving out a guide to escaping.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged martial artist from Gluttonous Mountain initially wore a look of pride on his face, glad that he wasn’t being underestimated.

But seeing the strange expressions on Kong Wenzai’s and Tian Yindi’s faces, he also vaguely felt something was amiss.

What do you mean?

Am I the biggest flaw?

At that moment, a faint, cold mist drifted over. Everyone within the mist silently looked at each other, as though they were waiting for a moment, the right moment to strike.

Suddenly, Zhang San felt something was off and immediately pulled out a bean from his pocket. Using a technique, he split it and flicked half into Zhao Siyang’s ear, then whispered to the other half, "The mist is poisonous."

Of course, Zhang San also warned those around him, like Xu.

However, it was difficult for Zhang San to warn those further away from the Town Martial Office, such as Officer Bai.

Of course, even if he could have warned him, Zhang San had no intention of alerting Bai Yucheng.

At that moment, the time to act finally arrived.

A giant three-headed python emerged from behind a nearby hillock.

It charged at the three women guarding Third Miss Gan, gaping its bloody maw wide.

The female disciple from Corpse Nether Sect didn’t have any time to understand what was happening before she, along with the coffin on her back, was swallowed whole by the python.

After death, one is supposed to be together with their coffin.

But this manner of being together was probably very rare indeed.

Kong Yuting dodged swiftly to avoid the ill wind blowing from behind her, narrowly escaping the python’s massive jaw.

Chu Can, sensing danger from behind, leaped up and turned mid-air to punch furiously at the python’s head.

Pu—

With one punch, Chu Can burst one of the python’s heads, using the recoil to retreat strategically.

The three-headed python, now missing one head, seemed to share the pain of its loss, wailing miserably while its tail took advantage of the chaos to wrap around Third Miss Gan and whisk her away.

Meanwhile, in the mist, the faces of martial artists from the Dragon Serpent Gang emerged like evil ghosts in smoke.

"Gang Leader Pang, what is the meaning of this?"

All three factions were extremely unhappy with the actions of the Dragon Serpent Gang.

But only when they saw more than two hundred martial artists emerge from the surrounding mist did their angry faces gradually morph into smiles.

"We’re all here for the blueprint, why the hostility?"

"Exactly, exactly... We’re all in this together, let’s not ruin the good relations."

At this moment, Bai Yucheng, having tended to his injuries, walked over towards Pang Gezhuang and bowed.

"Gang Leader Pang, the blueprint isn’t on the thief. Even if you capture her, it’s pointless."

Upon hearing this, Gang Leader Pang realized he had snatched the wrong person.

But as a gang leader capable of extending and retracting his reach, he immediately bowed to Bai Yucheng in apology.

"I have been impetuous just now, I beg for forgiveness."

Saying this, Pang Gezhuang bowed deeply to Bai Yucheng.

Bai Yucheng immediately went to help Pang Gezhuang up.

"Gang Leader Pang, you speak too seriously. We are all here... Ah—"

Before Bai Yucheng could finish his polite words, he was stabbed through the heart by a blade drawn from Pang Gezhuang’s sleeve.

"It doesn’t matter who has the blueprint, as long as it ends up in the hands of the Dragon Serpent Gang in the end."

Even though Pang Gezhuang’s face was masked, everyone could imagine the ferocious, triumphant smile on his face at that moment.

Zhang San, looking at the fallen body of Bai Yucheng, couldn’t help but recall his own words when he first arrived at the Town Martial Office, declaring that he would offer his heart to it in front of Bai Yucheng.

As fate would have it, before a follower of the Heavenly Punishment Sect from the Demon Cult could be executed, a superior had already offered up his heart.

Such is the unpredictability of life.