Chapter 75: I can crush him with one finger
“I… my… god, how… how is this possible?” Dou Yuan’s eyes widened like copper bells, and he couldn’t even speak properly. He completely failed to connect that immature and peerless face with an old monster who could crush him. This had completely overturned his understanding. Indeed, the cultivation world was never short of geniuses, especially in the super powers of Zhongzhou, but the path of cultivation was still considered arduous and long. This was because the difficulty increased as one went further. There were simply no individuals who could reach the Shentong Realm before the age of thirty, let alone in their teens.
“The Sixth Princess… it’s over.” Dou Yuan’s face immediately showed a look of sorrow because he knew that as soon as this woman entered the palace, she wouldn’t even need any offspring to make the Sixth Princess lose favor.
“What a good slave!” Qi Huang’s thought moved, and her spiritual sense instantly crushed Dou Yuan’s life soul.
“The Sect Master of Broken Cloud Peak, I’ve noted you down.” Qi Huang sneered and slightly raised the corner of her mouth, then muttered to herself, “As for that Sixth Princess, since she’s not related to this matter, I’ll be merciful and won’t put you on the blacklist.”
After casually dealing with some trash, Qi Huang did not relax her vigilance. She knew that as the date approached, more and more people would come to kill her. ‘This dog emperor has caused me quite a bit of trouble this time. If it weren’t for these annoying flies, I would have already entered the dreamscape to find a way to solve my schizophrenia.’ Qi Huang cursed inwardly. Because she was constantly being watched, she didn’t dare to sleep. Whenever she thought about the profound question of whether she was male or female, she could only be tormented by headaches.
“No, a true gentleman never lets an insult pass. When I become invincible in the future, I will definitely teach this dog emperor a good lesson.” Qi Huang secretly planned. She had always been clear about grudges and sought revenge for the slightest offense.
As Qi Huang predicted, in the following days, two more waves of assassins arrived. Although their strength was not bad, they were all dealt with by General Zhang, because they were suppressed by their killing intent. This could also indirectly show that those who possessed killing intent could be considered invincible within the same realm.
Qi Huang increasingly felt that killing intent was too imbalanced. After all, among the people she knew, warriors who could use killing intent were the majority, while cultivators were only Cheng Hong Ling. In this way, wouldn’t it mean that most of the time, cultivators of the same level would be crushed by warriors? Then what would they be called? Cultivators? They might as well be called cowards. Qi Huang couldn’t understand, so she complained to her main body. Although strictly speaking, cultivation was just her side business, she was someone who loved to fight for justice.
“To view this issue objectively, you must first understand one point: there is no distinction of high or low status between cultivators and warriors. Both seek to become immortals, but they walk different paths. Warriors focus on body refining, while cultivators focus on qi refining,” Cheng Hong Ling first clarified, and then said, “Since everyone is equal, heaven cannot completely favor one side. Cultivators can use spiritual sense, fly, and explore. Moreover, when they die, their life souls can be preserved. If warriors have nothing to show for themselves, then what would they use to contend with cultivators?”
Qi Huang was speechless. Upon careful consideration, the abilities of cultivators were indeed far greater than those of warriors. “Secondly, who says cultivators cannot deal with killing intent? As long as you overcome fear in your heart, you will naturally not be affected by killing intent. The path of cultivation requires abandoning desires and emotions. If you cannot do it, then you are not a qualified cultivator,” Cheng Hong Ling continued.
Qi Huang felt a little embarrassed. She was indeed not a qualified cultivator, but merely a shameless cheater. “Thirdly, cultivators can also comprehend killing intent. Killing intent is not exclusive to warriors. I am a living example,” Cheng Hong Ling added.
“Speaking of this, there is something I have always been unable to understand: why are there so many more warriors who can use killing intent than cultivators? What are the conditions for comprehending killing intent?” Qi Huang seized the opportunity to inquire.
“I wasn’t very clear about it at first. During this period, I have read a lot of information and consulted some seniors. I have a general understanding of the mystery. A person can only comprehend killing intent if they have committed enough sins. Now it is a chaotic world, and warriors are governed by the imperial court. Who hasn’t been on the battlefield for several years? Those who manage to return have all stained their hands with blood. This is something that pampered cultivators cannot compare to,” Cheng Hong Ling explained.
Qi Huang was somewhat shocked to hear this, “According to you, as long as I kill enough bad people, I can comprehend killing intent?”
“That should be the case, but I think killing people only lays a good foundation. Comprehending killing intent definitely requires talent,” Cheng Hong Ling speculated.
“Heh heh, it seems I’m still too kind. I’ve killed too few bad people,” Qi Huang praised herself.
“Naturally, the bad people you’ve killed are not even a tenth of mine,” Cheng Hong Ling smiled self-deprecatingly.
Qi Huang’s heart felt somewhat balanced, and then she began to wait for the next development. The next day, someone came to attack again. General Zhang still dealt with them with ease, relying on his killing intent. However, because he couldn’t use his spiritual sense, he could only watch as their life souls escaped. Qi Huang had to finish the job. At first, Qi Huang would inquire about the background of each life soul she killed, but later she stopped wasting her breath because she discovered that all these assassins were dispatched by the concubines in the harem, without exception.
In a blink of an eye, there were only five or six days left until the first day of the lunar month. The real trouble finally arrived. A demonic figure, hailing from the north, charged into the mountains like a wild bull, destroying all obstacles in his path. Even so, his speed was comparable to a cultivator at the peak of the Huashen Realm. Qi Huang slightly raised the corner of her mouth. It seemed it was finally her turn to appear. With this person’s strength, if he could withstand the killing intent, General Zhang would be no match for him.
The demonic figure wore a tiger mask to cover his face, seemingly unwilling for anyone to know his identity. In fact, all the invaders in the past few days were disguised. Qi Huang naturally knew the reason well. These strong individuals must have been renowned figures wherever they were before. Therefore, when undertaking such rebellious acts, they naturally needed to disguise themselves. Otherwise, if they were accidentally recognized, even if they succeeded, they would face endless trouble.
The tiger-masked man had no reservations and directly charged into the HongHua Sect. He then stood on top of an inn and looked around. Because his speed was too fast, no one noticed him except Qi Huang and Cheng Hong Ling.
“Do you need me to make a move?” At this moment, Qi Huang also received a mental transmission from her main body.
“No need. Your priority is to speed up the clearing of the Xieqisan. This weakling, I can crush him with just one finger,” Qi Huang said confidently.
“Then you must be careful,” Cheng Hong Ling instructed before ending the call.
The tiger-masked man stood still and listened intently. Because his hearing was acute, any rustle of wind or grass within a radius of several miles could not escape his ears. Qi Huang observed the opponent using the Recording Mirror. This method of gathering information solely through hearing seemed very powerful, but it had a significant flaw: it could only hear but not see, just like her “Eavesdropper.” If the target didn’t make a sound, she couldn’t find it. Unfortunately, her brainless clone at the moment couldn’t make a sound.
As expected, the tiger-masked man listened carefully for a moment, his face showing impatience, and then he directly roared, “Where is Qi Huang? Come out and die!” This roar was like heavenly thunder descending upon the world. The terrifying sound waves spread in all directions, echoing in every corner of the HongHua Sect. The resulting vibrations even stirred up snakes, insects, rats, and ants. People nearby also screamed hysterically, desperately covering their ears. On the street not far away, General Zhang’s face changed drastically. He murmured, “How could it be him? How did such a major criminal escape from the Ministry of Justice prison?”
“Commander, you know this person?” The accompanying General Jiang Wuwei asked with a solemn expression.
“He is a special major criminal from the Ministry of Justice prison!” General Zhang said word by word.
“What? A special major criminal?” General Jiang Wuwei’s face turned extremely pale. In the current Xihui Dynasty, prisoners were generally divided into only four levels, from A to D, based on the severity of their crimes. These prisoners were all held in local prisons. However, there was an exception for special major criminals. These individuals were extremely dangerous and could only be imprisoned by the Ministry of Justice itself. Those who enjoyed this “treatment” were all super strong individuals.
General Zhang knew the danger level of the approaching person, so he did not dare to delay for a moment. He picked up his long spear and flew towards the direction of the sound.
“Commander Zhang, I’ll go with you.” General Jiang Wuwei prepared to chase after him.
“No need. The opponent’s strength is too great. You going there would be a futile sacrifice. I’ll go to hold him off. Please immediately transfer Imperial Concubine Qi Huang away, otherwise, no one will see tomorrow’s sun,” General Zhang commanded without turning his head. Although Jiang Wuwei was worried, a soldier could only obey orders. Without hesitation, he turned and hurried towards the Cheng family’s small courtyard. At this time, the high-level figures of the HongHua Sect were also startled. Despite their apprehension, they still had to brace themselves and come to investigate.
