Lin Lingling’s spear techniques were formidable, and Chen Huaian had already gotten a preliminary taste of them at Heavenly Gate Mountain. He didn’t know who taught her, but she was wielding her two-meter-long spear with an aura of imminent coldness.
The spear was fast.
Faster than before, when they were at Heavenly Gate Mountain.
But in Chen Huaian’s eyes, which were filled with spiritual energy, it was slow.
He dodged the spear tip by tilting his head, grabbed the spear shaft with his other hand, and suddenly exerted force, throwing Lin Lingling over his shoulder, smashing her to the ground with both her and her spear.
Bang! Lin Lingling let out a cry of pain.
Her body rolled all the way into a pile of scrap material.
Chen Huaian moved forward quickly, his gaze locking onto the back of Lin Lingling’s neck, where there was a red-bottomed spider crouching. It was obvious that her abnormal state was related to this spider.
The spider realized it was exposed and tried to run away.
However, the Black Scaled Sword swept across faster, tearing it into two halves.
Above the construction site came a muffled groan.
Chen Huaian’s ears twitched; he heard it.
“Are there still fragments? Hehe~”
“I’ve found you!”
The voice was from above, but he couldn’t fly through the air with his sword, and climbing the stairs would be too slow…
Thus, in the dark night, a strange figure appeared, holding the Black Scaled Sword in his mouth, using hands and feet to climb up the 90-degree vertical wall.
His speed was almost more spider-like than the face spiders themselves.
The wonders of spiritual energy were boundless, capable of producing suction on the palms and feet just like Spiderman. As for why Chen Huaian was so proficient?
It was a joke. He had experienced even more intricate uses in games, and now he was only playing with what the game characters left behind.
“Boy from the Demon-Slaying Division, do you dare to come up here and die?!”
Upon reaching the rooftop, Chen Huaian heard a cold snort from behind.
Turning his head, he saw a shadow rushing towards him. He couldn’t make out exactly what it was, but the glint hidden under the robes was glaring, like a venomous snake’s fangs poised to strike.
Chen Huaian turned around and swung his sword.
Though he hadn’t mastered any of the techniques from the Qinglian Sword Canon, he had basically grasped the first twelve chapters.
These sword chapters weren’t as refined as the sword forms, but they were still exquisite, making his movements fast and steady without any unnecessary flashy actions.
The sword, naturally, was even more ruthless!
Clang—!
The sword qi stretched into a blinding straight line, colliding with the hidden glint under the black robes.
With a crack, the shadow was forced to retreat.
Now Chen Huaian could see clearly: it was a man dressed entirely in black, his face covered by a mask. The man was currently staring dumbfounded at the dagger in his hand, which was broken into two pieces.
“How is this possible? Who are you?!?”
The Black Coffin User couldn’t believe his eyes as he stared at Chen Huaian and the sword in his hand.
His dagger was made of blood-decay fine iron bestowed by his master.
Its hardness could rival diamonds.
And if it pierced someone, it would cause unstoppable bleeding.
Relying on this dagger, he had been invincible in battles against Demon-Slaying Masters, coupled with his bizarre movements, he had killed more than a dozen Demon-Slaying Masters, including one Senior Grade A.
The weapons of those Demon-Slaying Masters were invariably cut in half, and only thermal weapons could barely bring him some pressure.
The young man in front of him wasn’t using thermal weapons.
Instead, he wielded a sword.
Was this sword made of special materials?
Could there be better materials than those given by his master?!
“Hand over the fragment!”
Chen Huaian didn’t answer, only continuing to swing his sword.
His spiritual energy was almost depleted; he wanted to talk less and act more.
“Master, please wait!” The Black Coffin User kept retreating while dodging the sword glow, speaking rapidly: “I don’t know what fragment you’re talking about, but if you need any supplies, you can just say so. Now is the time of the great resurgence of spiritual energy, the Demon-Slaying Division isn’t a good place. Why don’t you come to my Dragon Tiger Mountain?”
“Hand over the fragment!”
“I really don’t know what fragment you’re talking about!!!”
The Black Coffin User evaded clumsily, gradually being forced to the edge of the rooftop.
“Brother, we have no grudges or debts. We did take over this construction site and killed a few workers, but we haven’t been causing trouble everywhere like those monsters!”
He took out a few items from his body and threw them on the ground, bowing to Chen Huaian: “I have parents and children. This is all my treasure. Please let me go.”
Chen Huaian didn’t even glance at the junk on the ground, narrowing his eyes: “Do you have money?”
The Black Coffin User hesitated: “Yes, I do!”
Chen Huaian took out his phone and showed a QR code: “Come on, add me on Green Bubble and transfer me some money. How long you live depends on how much you can transfer.”
The Black Coffin User: “…”
During the time of spiritual energy resurgence, money was the least valuable thing.
He couldn’t understand why this young man wanted money, but he obediently added the other person on Green Bubble and transferred all the money he had.
A total of over 580,000 yuan.
This was the money he earned as a hitman during the early days of the resurgence.
By now, he had spent quite a bit.
“Master, this is all the money I have, I swear.” The Black Coffin User grinned, revealing teeth yellowed from smoking.
“Not bad, that much money.” Chen Huaian’s eyes lit up.
Shit.
Doing tasks was just a small way to make money.
The real big way was to rob the task targets!
Isn’t this faster than doing live streams and accepting task rewards?
“That, sir, can I live?”
Chen Huaian raised an eyebrow: “Sure, sure. Ten thousand yuan buys you an extra 0.1 seconds of life. For 580,000, after rounding off, you get six more seconds. No thanks needed, hehe.”
“You!”
“Six five four three two one.”
Chen Huaian lifted his hand and swung his sword.
The Black Coffin User’s head flew into the sky.
Another sword stroke, and the sword qi blew, splitting the Black Coffin User’s head into two.
He pulled out his phone to confirm if it was an effective kill.
[Killed Black Coffin User, obtained Demon Cultivator Fragment x1, Blood Decay Fine Iron x1, Broken Black Snake Dagger x1, Body Control Gua x1]
Indeed, to precisely kill such a tenacious Demon Cultivator, decapitation was necessary.
“Can things taken out by oneself also count as ‘looted’ spoils?” Chen Huaian shrugged but still picked up the items on the ground and put them in his bag.
By the time he returned with the Black Coffin User’s head, carrying his sword,
there were already several cars parked at the construction site entrance.
It was the people from the Demon-Slaying Division of the Heavenly Abode District.
However, it wasn’t Wuzzy Beard who had arrived, but someone rather familiar.
“I’m fine, you should look for Chen Huaian instead. I don’t know why I fainted. When I woke up, he was gone. Could he have been captured by Evil Spirits?”
Lin Lingling was hunched over.
One hand leaned on her spear, the other pressed against her chest, while two female nurses were giving her a simple bandage.
“My teammates have already been sent to find you, but you should care about yourself first. You broke two more ribs…”
Lin Lingling seemed unconcerned: “Going on missions means getting injured sometimes.”
Hearing footsteps behind her, Lin Lingling turned her head and her eyes lit up instantly: “Chen Huaian?! Are you alright!”
“I’m fine.” Chen Huaian pushed Lin Lingling aside as she rushed towards him, looking strangely at the white-haired old man, and the old man also looked bewildered at him.
“My goodness, Elder Li?”
“Ah? So you’re Chen Huaian?”
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Li Qingran
