Chapter 48: Yinshan Five Ghosts

Chen Yuan and Thirteen Lang Luo fought their way through, accumulating over a hundred Spirit Pills.

Meanwhile, atop a withered giant tree, four figures stood on the branches, monitoring Chen Yuan and Thirteen Lang Luo’s every move.

They were actually quite far away from Chen Yuan and Thirteen Lang Luo.

However, a woman with an enchanting figure, dressed in red and wearing a mask that revealed her slender waist, held a copper mirror. Within it, the blurred images of Chen Yuan and Thirteen Lang Luo flickered.

These four were the other members of the Yinshan Five Ghosts, excluding Old Daoist Qi.

The Yinshan Five Ghosts were five Loose Cultivators with quite a reputation, roaming The border between You and Ning.

Their methods were ruthless and insidious. If they offended someone in Youzhou, they would flee to Ning Province; if they offended someone in Ning Province, they would return to Youzhou.

They had even killed members of the Yiqi Guanhri Alliance and were pursued for over a thousand miles in Youzhou. Ultimately, they managed to escape, though they hadn’t dared to return to Youzhou recently.

Besides the eldest, ‘Immortal Master Huanyin’ Daoist Qi, there were three men and one woman.

The woman observing Chen Yuan and the other’s movements with the copper mirror was the second-in-command, ‘Blood-Clothed Embroideress’ Qin Honglian.

Standing behind Qin Honglian was a tall, burly man with an ugly, ferocious appearance, carrying a giant sword on his back. He was the third, ‘Blood Hulü’ Han Gang.

To Han Gang’s left was a short, ugly dwarf clad in strange iron armor, wearing gloves covered in blades. He was the fourth, ‘Earth-Escaping Boy’ Xin Ziyin.

The last person was the most normal-looking of the Yinshan Five Ghosts, wearing snow-white scholar robes. He was handsome but slightly pale, with peach-blossom eyes and a Judges Pen in hand.

He was the fifth, ‘Jade-Faced Tanhua’ Liu Lianxiang. Despite his name, he was a lecherous demon who showed no mercy to women, preferring to torture and kill them after satisfying his lust; moreover, he swung both ways.

“These two seem a bit troublesome. They’ve cut through so many Corpse Monsters in such a short time.”

‘Earth-Escaping Boy’ Xin Ziyin frowned slightly, his voice sharp and thin like a child’s.

Liu Lianxiang curled his lip and said, “That fellow Wei Guangming invited us here only to help him seize Spirit Pills and aid his marriage alliance with the Three Demon Clans. He didn’t say anything about killing people for him.

That guy is making a huge profit this time. If he wins and marries into the Three Demon Clans, he’ll be marrying that beauty from the Bai Family, along with a heap of dowry.

We’re doing all this work while he gets all the benefits. If you ask me, we need to raise the price!”

Han Gang didn’t speak, only nodding in agreement.

Qin Honglian said coldly, “We can only raise the price after the job is done well. We’ve offended the Yiqi Guanhri Alliance and can’t return to Youzhou for now, so we’ll be hanging around here for a while.

If we finish this business for Wei Guangming, it’ll be enough for us to live comfortably for a while.

The Iron Clad Gate has deep foundations. Perhaps some of us can even use this Opportunity to step into the Lunhai Realm.”

After a pause, Qin Honglian added, “The two of them together are indeed a bit troublesome, so we need to separate them.”

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As her voice fell, Qin Honglian beckoned, and a blood-colored flying insect flew out from the cleavage of her chest.

The blood-colored insect was very strange, with four wings, a hard carapace, and spikes at both ends. It didn’t look like any known bug.

Qin Honglian wrote a small note for the blood-colored insect to grasp. With a gentle wave of her hand, the insect quickly flew away.

“I’ve used a Gu Insect to notify the people from the Iron Clad Gate. They’ll handle one, and we’ll handle the other.”

Liu Lianxiang suddenly let out a lewd laugh. “Let them deal with the big idiot with the spear; we’ll handle the one with the blade.

That young man with the blade is quite handsome, with a cold and sharp temperament. I like him!

When you strike, watch yourselves. Don’t go ruining his face for me.”

Han Gang and Xin Ziyin both silently took a step away from him.

Liu Lianxiang spat in disdain. “What are you afraid of? One looks like a potato spirit, and the other’s mother probably dropped him on his face at birth. You think I’d be interested in you? Sister Qin is still…”

Before he could finish, Qin Honglian’s icy gaze swept over, and Liu Lianxiang immediately shut his mouth.

Qin Honglian pinched a hand seal. A moment later, a Gu Insect with a head larger than its body, covered in compound eyes, flew to her side.

“The Gu Insect will lead the way. Prepare to move!”

…In the mist, Thirteen Lang Luo’s spear impaled three Corpse Monsters at once, easily shredding them to pieces.

“These things don’t seem that hard to kill. Why did the Three Demon Clans even bother inviting outsiders for help?”

Chen Yuan put away the Spirit Pills and said, “We have top-tier Mystic Weapons, and the number of Corpse Monsters here isn’t too many, so it seems easy.

If a hundred Corpse Monsters swarmed us, even we would find it difficult. Only Martial Artists who have opened their Lunhai and possess great endurance can handle that.

Moreover, the deeper we go, the more the Corpse Monsters are saturated with Devilish Qi, and the stronger they become.”

Thirteen Lang Luo nodded, then suddenly said, “Why do I feel like someone is watching us?”

“It’s not just a feeling; someone is indeed watching us. The Iron Clad Gate has always acted overbearingly. We’ve killed so many of their Disciples; how could they let us go?”

Chen Yuan’s senses were sharp. Since entering this place, he had sensed something watching him.

But it wasn’t a person watching him; it was likely some secret technique. Chasing after it wouldn’t lead to anyone.

So Chen Yuan acted as if he didn’t know, prepared to meet whatever came his way.

“You certainly have some self-awareness. In that case, end your own lives. Our Iron Clad Gate will leave your corpses intact!”

Eight Disciples of the Iron Clad Gate closed in. The leader, who was at the Peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, looked at the two playfully.

Chen Yuan looked behind him. Qin Honglian and the other Yinshan Five Ghosts had also closed in, surrounding them.

“We take money to eliminate trouble. When you reach the underworld, remember that you died at the hands of the Iron Clad Gate, not the Yinshan Five Ghosts.”

Qin Honglian toyed with the compound-eyed Gu Insect in her hand, looking at Chen Yuan and the other as if they were already dead.

With eight elite Iron Clad Gate Disciples and four of the Yinshan Five Ghosts, they would kill even a Lunhai Realm expert, let alone two Foundation Establishment Realm Martial Artists!

Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly. “You certainly think highly of us. Brother Luo, how about you handle those Iron Clad Gate fellows?”

Thirteen Lang Luo was more efficient than Chen Yuan at dealing with Iron Clad Gate Martial Artists.

Chen Yuan would have to physically shatter their Iron Bamboo Hats, but Thirteen Lang Luo had it easier. With his Mystic Flood Dragon Spear, he could pierce through both man and shield at a single point.

“Brother Chen, are you truly certain you can handle these four?”

Thirteen Lang Luo’s expression was grave.

Although the Iron Clad Gate had more people, Thirteen Lang Luo didn’t really fear them.

However, the Auras of the Yinshan Five Ghosts were somewhat strange and unpredictable. Instinct told him these four were definitely not mediocre.

“Don’t worry, it’s not a big problem.”

Qin Honglian’s face darkened. “Arrogant!”

Xin Ziyin sneered. “Seeking death!”

Han Gang spat out a single word: “Kill!”

Liu Lianxiang’s eyes gleamed as he looked at Chen Yuan. “How domineering!”

The moment Chen Yuan finished speaking, the Aura of Thirteen Lang Luo’s entire body shifted.

He no longer looked like the somewhat simple-minded fellow from before. Instead, his Battle Intent soared to the heavens, and his gaze turned freezing.

With a thunderous roar, Thirteen Lang Luo’s Mystic Flood Dragon Spear turned into a streak of black light and thrust forward. A hundred-battle flood dragon, turning heaven and earth upside down!

Under this strike, the faces of the eight Iron Clad Gate Disciples changed simultaneously. They all pulled off their Iron Bamboo Hats and assumed defensive stances.

In the past, on the battlefields of Yan Province, facing the elite troops of the Daxia Dynasty, Thirteen Lang Luo had led Death Warriors as the vanguard, charging forward relentlessly.

How could Martial Artists who were merely local bullies like those from the Iron Clad Gate imagine the staggering Battle Intent accumulated from such a cruel battlefield?

When they fought in Wangbei Town, Chen Yuan hadn’t used his full strength, and neither had Thirteen Lang Luo.

Chen Yuan looked up and gave the four ghosts of Yinshan a grim smile.

In the next instant, his Origin killing intent surged, Blood Fiend Force entered his body, and a boundless, ferocious killing intent suddenly soared to the sky!

“Retreat!”

Qin Honglian’s expression changed instantly, and she let out a sharp scream.

This level of killing intent and this overbearing Blood Fiend Force instantly reminded Qin Honglian of a Demonic Path giant they had once encountered.

That person only had to reveal a bit of their Aura, and it was enough to strip them of the courage to even strike.

But it was too late to retreat now.

The blade’s cry shook the heavens as the blood-light unsheathed.

The moment Qin Honglian and the others heard that cry, the blade’s light was already upon them!

In a split second, the blade’s momentum was like a swift swan.

This strike from Chen Yuan was the true ultimate killing move of the Autumn Water Swift Hong Blade.

The Startling Swan Slash, which displayed the power of a fast blade to its absolute limit!

The cry of the blade entered their ears; the light of the blade had arrived!

Han Gang roared, his body enveloped in black-red True Qi. He didn’t even have time to draw the giant sword on his back, instead forming a fist seal and smashing it toward Chen Yuan in haste.

The blade’s glow flashed, and along with a spray of blood, Han Gang’s entire right arm was cleanly severed by Chen Yuan’s strike.

But he let out a muffled groan, his body not retreating as his left arm drew the giant sword—wide as a door—and smashed it toward Chen Yuan!

The Blood Fiend Force erupted. Chen Yuan’s blade slashed horizontally, clashing with the giant sword and producing a heaven-shaking explosion.

The slender Azure Dragon Blood Drink looked like a toothpick compared to Han Gang’s door-sized giant sword.

Yet, upon the collision, the overbearing Blood Fiend Force erupted instantly, directly blasting Han Gang away.

The expressions of Qin Honglian and the other two changed instantly.

The third of the Yinshan Five Ghosts, ‘Blood Hulü’ Han Gang, was born with Divine Power and had cultivated a body-tempering technique.

It could be said that his attainments in external hard cultivation were even stronger than those of Iron Clad Gate Martial Artists of the same level, and he possessed immense strength.

As it turned out, his hard cultivation was like paper before Chen Yuan. His arm was severed in a single exchange, he was blasted away by one clash of blades, and he couldn’t even match the other’s strength.

Chen Yuan was surrounded by soaring Blood Fiend Force, his eyes blood-red. His gaze toward the four was now like that of a predator looking at its prey.

After finishing his cultivation of the Inner Landscape Divine Art and gaining preliminary control over the Blood Fiend Force, Chen Yuan had not yet fought anyone with his full strength.

Therefore, he didn’t actually have a clear understanding of his own limit in combat power.

Now that these four had come to his door, each with different specialties…

For Chen Yuan, they were the perfect targets!