Enlightenment: Beginning as a Disposable Warrior-Chapter 155 - 122: Blood Spilled in the Gambling Den, Destiny Befalls

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"Save me, Gao Feng, hurry and save me!"

Guo Lie let out a hysterical scream as Su Mu drew near.

Guo Lie stared at the eyes brimming with murderous intent, terror etched across his face. "No, you can't kill me."

"Do you know who I am?"

"I'm the brother-in-law of Zhao City…"

Su Mu kicked up a Long Saber from the ground, the Guo Family henchman's blade not yet fully withdrawn from his waist. The saber flew up, rattling with Power, and landed in Su Mu's hand. He raised the Long Saber high.

"No, spare me, spare my life! Whatever you want, I can give it to you..."

"Kill him, kill him!"

Guo Lie begged for mercy at his feet, while the townsfolk behind him shouted for blood, the deafening roar filling his ears. For a moment, Su Mu felt dazed. The Hidden Dragon in the Abyss between his brows stirred restlessly, surging within, and let out a piercing, resonant roar.

"Roar!"

In the midst of the roar, Su Mu's mind became incomparably clear. After triggering his transformation state, he vaguely sensed faint waves of spirit and emotion washing over him. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Soon, strands as fine as gossamer drifted to him from behind, merging into his brow.

"Is this... Destiny from the people of Donghe Town?"

What he was doing now was killing, taking lives for vengeance and to root out evil. But if killing one villain could save ten, or a hundred, how could killing not be an act of goodness?

The people of Donghe Town had suffered under the Guo Family for too long. Killing Guo Lie alone could save a whole town of innocents. Would this not be a merit?

Destiny and merit have always been closely connected.

"Sometimes, killing really is an act of goodness... All those I, Su Mu, have slain deserved to die!"

Kill to end killing; kill to protect. The Martial Dao of Su Mu is the Path of Slaughter!

In this moment, Su Mu understood his true heart, and the determination in his eyes grew even firmer.

As his thoughts cleared, Su Mu suddenly felt flashes of Spiritual Light about martial arts within him that had yet to reach Perfection, erupting with insight.

Su Mu brought down the Long Saber in his hand.

"No—"

The begging abruptly ended. Guo Lie felt the world spinning and his body lurching. In a daze, he saw the townspeople, angry as wild beasts, their eyes contorted with hatred, itching to devour his flesh and drain his blood.

"Good, well done! Kill him!"

Su Mu swiftly rifled through Guo Lie's belongings, then picked up a flint and steel from a corpse, tossing it toward the pile of wine casks without a second thought.

Flames leapt up, clawing and devouring everything around them.

Su Mu strode out of the gambling den. The townsfolk automatically parted to open a road for him, gazes filled with respect and gratitude. Among the crowd, Su Mu also spotted Li Xiaohu and Yang Qingqing.

At that moment, both of them were also looking at him with grateful eyes.

Su Mu walked forward step by step. This time, Gao Feng wore a complicated expression, yet did not try to stop Su Mu, letting him walk away unhindered.

After leaving the gambling den, Su Mu did not depart the town. Instead, he headed to the Guo Mansion, killing the remaining Guo Lie henchmen mentioned in the secret letter and capturing a servant to learn where Guo Lie's wealth was hidden.

After ransacking the place, Su Mu found a small wooden box filled with silver notes, along with several 'Secret Manuals.' He took everything without hesitation and strode off, making a clean getaway.

In Donghe Town, everyone emptied into the streets, now gathered outside the burning gambling den, its flames reaching the sky.

Outside the bun shop, Su Mu picked up a pebble from the ground, then took out one thousand five hundred taels of silver notes from the box and flicked them with his fingers. A bundle of silver notes flew over the courtyard wall, landing on the stone table beneath the old locust tree.

After the farewell dinner for Su Mu, Li Tie and Yang Shan drank a little more wine, discussing the children's marriage in the courtyard. The two ended up drunkenly slumped at the stone table.

Half asleep on the stone table, Li Tie suddenly woke up, vaguely hearing the rustle of cicadas outside the bun shop. "How are there cicadas in the dead of winter? I must be dreaming."

Mumbling incoherently, he lay back down on the stone table, pillowed on that bundle of silver notes, and slept on.

After leaving the town, Su Mu hurried ten miles until a small grove appeared ahead. He strode in, found a secluded spot, not even bothering to count his spoils.

The Spiritual Light and insights in his mind surged uncontrollably, like a dragon turning in the earth, impossible to suppress.

Right away, Su Mu sat cross-legged and entered a state of selfless enlightenment.