NOVPUBIn the jungle, Xu Zimei encountered many wild beasts.
His Tyrant Shadow flew directly over and instantly pierced through the neck of a wild boar weighing over 200 pounds.
The massive body of the wild boar was nailed to a tree.
Blood flowed down the blade.
Gu Muyu wasn’t scared at all, picked up a few stones from the ground and threw them at the wild boar.
Only after confirming the wild boar was dead did she dare to approach and take a look.
"Brother, you’re so amazing, killing this wild boar with a single slice.
You’re even more formidable than Grandpa Shao in the village."
Xu Zimei smiled, pulled out the Tyrant Shadow, hoisted the wild boar’s carcass over his shoulder, and walked towards home.
"Grandpa Shao is that formidable?"
Hearing Xu Zimei’s words, Gu Muyu quickly nodded her head.
She said, "Very formidable. He was chosen to be the village head because he is the strongest.
I’ve heard that when he was young, he went to the nearby Guanlan Sect and was a servant disciple there for a while.
He learned Cultivation Techniques and is now a Martial Artist in the Spirit Vein Realm.
He is the most formidable person I have seen in my lifetime.
Oh, that’s not right; he isn’t as formidable as you, brother."
This girl was like a chatterbox, perhaps because she rarely encountered someone her age whom she could talk to.
She talked to Xu Zimei about everything along the way, asking him all sorts of questions.
It was now the afternoon, and Luohe Village seemed very lively.
Some people gathered at the entrance chatting with each other, while others busied themselves with their own tasks.
When they saw Xu Zimei carrying a large wild boar, everyone was dumbstruck.
The forest outside Luohe Village was home to numerous and cunning wild beasts, usually difficult to catch.
Apart from a few young and strong men in the village who could capture wild beasts under the leadership of the village head, it was nearly impossible for others.
Seeing such a big wild boar now, many people couldn’t believe their eyes.
"Muyu, where have you been off to?" someone in the village asked curiously.
"I went hunting with my brother," Gu Muyu smiled and replied.
"Your brother? Since when do you have a brother? How come I don’t know about it?" someone else asked warily.
"I just acknowledged him. A few days ago, I saved him by the river," Gu Muyu said with a smile.
"You better be careful; there are a lot of bad people out there these days," someone cautioned.
"I know," Gu Muyu nodded, not bothered, and hurriedly caught up with Xu Zimei.
...
After returning home, Gu Muyu was very happy.
She set up a pot to boil water while Xu Zimei took the chance to deal with the wild boar.
They were busy until the evening when it started to grow dark.
The two lit a bonfire in the yard, half of it used to grill meat and the other half placed in a pot to stew.
The leftovers were stored away.
In a room in the eastern part of Luohe Village.
The room was pitch black as if the darkness had enveloped everything around it.
Several shadows merged with the darkness gathered here.
"The wild boar is in the pot, it’s time to kill."
"With no failures tolerated, we cannot make any mistakes."
As the voice filled with murderous intent faded, the empty room fell silent once more.
...…
Xu Zimei tore off a large piece of the roasted meat and handed it to Gu Muyu.
And Gu Muyu ate it with relish.
She ladled some of the stewed meat and broth into a bowl and brought it to her mother in the room.
"Yu, do we have guests at home?" Muyu’s mom asked curiously.
"Where did this meat come from?"
"Brother Zimei got it from hunting," Gu Muyu briefly recounted the events.
Then, she helped her mother to the courtyard.
Muyu’s mom thanked Xu Zimei profusely, and Xu Zimei just smiled and didn’t say much.
He glanced at Muyu’s mom and slightly furrowed his brow.
This wasn’t an ordinary woman, judging by the fluctuations of spiritual energy within her body, she was at least a strong martial artist of the Esteem Vein Realm.
A warrior of this realm, even if blinded and thus greatly weakened in combat, wouldn’t be much affected in daily life.
And yet, Gu Muyu’s household was living in such difficulty.
This Muyu’s mom was hiding something.
Even though Xu Zimei didn’t know what it was, he wasn’t interested in prying.
Everyone has secrets, as long as they don’t interfere with oneself, that’s fine.
After everyone had eaten, Xu Zimei didn’t insist on sleeping in the bed again.
After all, it was Gu Muyu’s bed; he prepared to meditate for the night up in a tree in the courtyard.
The night deepened and the temperature between heaven and earth dropped significantly.
Xu Zimei leaned against a tree branch, looking at the bright moon in the sky.
Suddenly, his gaze fell on a corner of the courtyard wall, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.
He climbed down from the tree and walked straight towards the river outside the village.
"It seems he’s noticed us," a deep voice arose from the darkness.
"Follow him!"
The lake’s surface was uniquely beautiful at night.
Moonlight reflected in the water, and the river flowed smoothly.
"Having followed me for so long, aren’t you planning to show yourself?" Xu Zimei asked, turning his head with a smile.
"It seems you’re quite confident," three black shadows gradually appeared out of thin air.
They were three black-clad figures, each wearing a bamboo hat that shrouded their entire body.
"Confident in what?" Xu Zimei inquired.
"You dare to lead us here, are you confident you can beat us?
Or have you found a good feng shui burial place for yourself?" the black-clad figure replied with a laugh.
"Do we know each other?" Xu Zimei asked.
"There are many things in this world that don’t require acquaintances in order to kill you," the black-clad figure in the middle said indifferently.
"Three martial artists of the Emperor Pulse Realm, I wonder who gave you the courage to say such words," Xu Zimei said, shaking his head.
Hearing Xu Zimei perceive their realm at a glance, the three figures were taken aback.
They took a step back and said, "It seems you really did come for that thing!" 𝔫𝔬𝖛𝖕𝔲𝖇.𝖈𝖔𝖒
Xu Zimei slightly furrowed his brow— he had come here inadvertently.
But from the black-clad figure’s words, it seemed there was some story here!
Xu Zimei made a dismissive gesture.
Before the three black-clad figures could react, they suffered heavy blows from behind.
They lay on the ground, limp as if made of mud.
All three of them changed drastically in complexion; they had been ambushed, and they had not noticed it beforehand at all.
Xu Zimei gestured again, and the figure of Mad Blood Old Demon faded into the void.
"Let’s hear it," Xu Zimei said.
"Hear what?" the figure in black snorted coldly. "Are you sent by someone?
Great Clear Ancient Sect or Chu King Sect?"
"I want to know what that thing you mentioned is," Xu Zimei asked with a frown.
The black-clad figure was slightly astonished, not expecting that Xu Zimei truly didn’t know.
"If you truly are unaware, release us and leave. We can let bygones be bygones.
This is a quagmire; you’ll only sink deeper."
"But now I seem to be interested," Xu Zimei replied lightly.
"Desire will drag you down to hell!"
After the black-clad figure spoke, he instantly lost all breath.
His body then began to rot massively.
The other two black-clad figures were met with the same scene.
Xu Zimei, witnessing this, slightly furrowed his brow.
These people were not afraid of death and were decisive.
It seemed they had long been prepared to die.
