Enlightenment: Beginning as a Disposable Warrior-Chapter 137 - 116: A Mind Like a Demon, Jade Bone Pill!

"The outcome turned out well... I seem to have good luck."

The fight in the small courtyard was full of intrigue, but Bai Yi's strength was weak. He was killed by Su Mu with two punches and a slash. By the time their battle had ended, the servants outside the courtyard finally realized what had happened, but no one dared to approach the courtyard at all.

Su Mu reached into the void and with a surge of power, pulled Bai Yi's corpse from the ground into his hand. He gave a slight twist and took the head in his hand, glanced at it, and casually tore off the human skin mask on it.

"So that's how it is..."

Seeing the gruesome left half of Bai Yi's face, Su Mu suddenly understood.

"Hateful people must have their pitiful sides..."

Su Mu skillfully tore a piece of cloth from the corpse, wrapped the head with a twist of his wrist, and tucked it at his waist.

Then he reached out and slowly searched Bai Yi's body carefully. Before long, Su Mu found a stack of silver notes, each with a face value of one hundred, totaling thirteen notes, which equaled one thousand three hundred taels.

"This lecherous thief sure had a lot of silver on him."

He then found a red cloth bag, and the outline from the wrapping suggested it was a secret manual.

"Could it be Bai Yi's Lightweight Skill... or perhaps his Stealth Technique?"

Su Mu's eyes lit up, and feeling a surge of excitement, he immediately tucked it into his coat. Finally, from a secret pocket on the inside of Bai Yi's left pant leg, he pulled out a roll of parchment.

After completely looting the body, Su Mu looked at the approaching torchlights outside the courtyard and listened to the footsteps approaching like a tide, feeling it was time to leave.

Su Mu had already delayed in the Li Mansion for two days, with a bounty yet to be collected and intentions to visit Uncle Li and Xiaohu. At that moment, Su Mu casually tossed the Peony Dart he found in Bai Yi's clothes.

Sparks flew.

Three Peony Darts embedded themselves deeply into the bluestone tiles.

After doing all this, Su Mu retrieved a Money Bag and tossed it into the study room, landing it squarely in the middle of the desk. The sound of birds chirping filled the air as Su Mu melted into the night and left.

Not long after, Landlord Li and Zhang Lin arrived with torches in hand, hesitating outside the courtyard with dozens of people, as if the courtyard was a forbidden zone they dared not step into.

Gulp.

The people outside the courtyard smelled the scent of blood coming from within, and the screams echoed in their minds. It was said that Bai Yi enjoyed torturing people to death.

For a moment, the people outside the courtyard swallowed hard, their throats moving involuntarily.

Li Feiyu is probably dead, right?

Finally, Landlord Li spoke, "There's no more noise inside. Let's go in and take a look."

"Master, maybe I should go in and take a look first?"

"Okay, but be careful, Zhang Lin."

Zhang Lin, steeling himself, stepped into the courtyard with his torch, remaining rooted in place. The flickering flame cast light on the winding bloodstains on the stone floor, the smell of fresh blood filling his nostrils. The sight of a headless corpse made Li Yan's pupils contract intensely.

Regaining his composure, Zhang Lin swallowed and quickly realized.

The headless corpse wore clothing with a peony pattern, but its form didn't resemble Li Feiyu.

"It's not Li Feiyu..." Zhang Lin murmured, suddenly feeling something hard under his boot.

With focused attention, his pupils suddenly shrank to pinholes, seeing the three Peony Darts deeply embedded in the bluestone ground, the dark red in the darts' grooves reminiscent of Bai Yi's usual poisonous methods.

"The Flower-Picking Thief Bai Yi... was killed by Li Feiyu—or rather, by Hero Li?!"

Taking a few more steps, Zhang Lin finally confirmed that the headless corpse on the ground wasn't Li Feiyu, his face showing sheer joy as he turned and spoke with a trembling voice.

"Master, it's over, it's all over... That villain Bai Yi was killed by Hero Li!"

"What?!"

Hearing the first part, Landlord Li's body trembled, and hearing the latter part, he could no longer contain himself. He stumbled through the crowd, his corpulent body trembling as he rushed into the courtyard.

Behind him, the Li Family members poured in, the torches illuminating the small courtyard brightly. Landlord Li approached, hesitating to look closely at the corpse.

"The deceased... is truly the Flower-Picking Thief Bai Yi?"

"Absolutely certain!"

"Where is Hero Li?"

It was then that Zhang Lin realized, and as everyone looked around, there was no sign of him. Entering the room, Zhang Lin searched the wing room intently, his gaze finally drawn to the desk.

"Master, Hero Li should have left..."

With those words, Zhang Liang's face showed deep shame and a touch of respect as he bowed deeply toward the desk, his headband falling to the floor unnoticed.

Witnessing this, Landlord Li hurried to the desk.

On the desk in the wing room, a wolf-hair brush lay beside an ink-stained inkstone, and on the money-bag-weighted rice paper were the words "Newly Wed Bliss" etched with such force they tore through the paper like a knife.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

Landlord Li immediately dropped to his knees towards the writing on the desk, kowtowing three times, not minding the people outside as blood trickled from his forehead.

"Zhang Lin, go bring the young lady here and have her also pay her respects to thank the benefactor for his great kindness."

Hearing this, Zhang Lin quickly tied his disheveled hair with a cloth, solemnly performed three more bows toward the ink, and then left the courtyard.

Landlord Li gazed at the ink marks on the desk etched with force, making an immediate decision: "Tomorrow, invite the finest craftsmen and use the best red sandalwood to frame it as an heirloom."

...

That night, the Li Family's deep courtyard was brightly lit, but none of it concerned Su Mu.

Leaving Guzhou Town, Su Mu, under the moonlight, took out the items retrieved from Bai Yi, unwrapping the red cloth. A hardcover secret manual came into view, the words "Red Fire Technique" written in bold cinnabar strokes.