Enlightenment: Beginning as a Disposable Warrior-Chapter 65 - 63: Tendon Pill, Mission Accomplished!
"That’s too weak..."
Su Mu frowned, realizing that Zhao Xuan’s strength was weaker than he had anticipated, unable to withstand even a single punch from him.
However, it wasn’t a fruitless encounter.
Su Mu gained a general understanding of the power of his own spear technique. A typical Bone Forging practitioner couldn’t withstand his great spear. If the spear shaft were made of metal, even Zhao Xuan could be suppressed to death with confidence.
An inch longer, an inch stronger.
"The great spear truly deserves to be called the king of all weapons!"
With a silent remark, Su Mu began scavenging the three corpses. From the two people killed instantly by his spear, he found several pieces of silver notes, totaling more than one hundred and sixty taels of silver.
Enough to buy two boxes of Bone-Forger Ointment.
"Killing and arson lead to a golden belt... killing is indeed a quick way to earn money."
The ill-gotten wealth on these vile bandits caused Su Mu no psychological burden in seizing their possessions. He then removed the long spear and began searching Zhao Xuan’s body.
After meticulously searching up and down, he only found a silver note with a face value of fifty taels, and nothing else.
Su Mu couldn’t help but frown, finding Zhao Xuan even poorer than his subordinates?
Feeling somewhat helpless, Su Mu sliced off Zhao Xuan’s head, tore a piece of cloth from one of the corpses, and wrapped it around his waist. Then he spoke calmly.
"Since you’re awake, open your eyes."
Hearing this, the woman from the Yan Family, tied to the pillar, shivered and slowly opened her eyes, her face pale.
"Are you going to kill me?"
Su Mu kicked up the long saber from the ground and walked towards the Yan Family woman. The moment Su Mu lifted the saber, the Yan Family woman let out a sharp scream.
The cold light fell.
"How long do you plan on screaming?"
At this point, the Yan Family woman suddenly realized she felt no pain. After swallowing nervously and opening her eyes, she saw the ropes binding her had been cut off with a single slash.
The Rice Hat Wanderer removed the spearhead from the broken spear and put it into his bosom, striding out of the abandoned temple.
"Ah... Benefactor, please wait for me."
The Yan Family woman glanced at the three corpses on the ground, especially the headless one, feeling both terror and the joy of surviving a catastrophe. With her head lowered, she stumbled out of the temple.
"Benefactor, why not come back to the Yan Family with me? I’ll have my father reward you."
Going back with her to the Yan Family?
Su Mu was uninterested. He hadn’t come to save anyone; rescuing the Yan Family woman was merely an afterthought. Rushing into a local wealthy family’s home might cause unnecessary trouble.
"No need."
Su Mu shook his head, leaving the Yan Family woman stunned momentarily, and then she spoke again, "Benefactor, wait a moment, I think I heard them bury something behind the temple."
Hmm?
Su Mu paused, intrigued by her words, "Lead the way!"
"Seems like it’s here?"
They arrived behind the temple. In the midst of the Yan Family woman’s astonishment, Su Mu turned his hand into a knife, slicing through the soil. With just a few flips, he dug up a wooden box.
Upon seeing the wooden box, Su Mu’s eyes lit up. Earlier, he had been curious as to why Zhao Xuan had no possessions on him. It turned out he had hidden them away. Su Mu had heard that the Yan Family seemed to be planning a ransom.
Most likely, Zhao Xuan suspected the Yan Family would pull a trick during the ransom exchange, so he hid his valuables in advance. That way, if anything went wrong, he could easily escape.
"Zhao Xuan truly had a meticulous mind..."
Su Mu silently remarked, but it was also clear that Zhao Xuan was truly unlucky.
Su Mu reached out to retrieve the wooden box, brushed off the dust, and immediately smelled a faint medicinal fragrance. He noticed the curious glance from the Yan Family woman out of the corner of his eye, but he tucked the wooden box into his clothes.
"Benefactor, aren’t you going to open it and take a look?"
"Let’s go."
Su Mu stood up and left, with the Yan Family woman immediately picking up her pace to catch up.
As they reached the mountainside, a distant flame appeared.
"Instructor Lin, Zhao Xuan is naturally violent and cunning, so we must trouble you to ensure my daughter’s safety!" The middle-aged man in luxurious clothing at the forefront spoke in a low voice.
Beside him, a robust man clad in martial attire and carrying a treasure saber at his waist replied solemnly, "Don’t worry, this time he won’t escape."
As the words fell.
Instructor Lin’s eyes suddenly narrowed, "There’s movement, someone ahead!"
Immediately, Instructor Lin stepped back, blending into the crowd.
"Father?!"
"Xiaolan!"
The young girl took a step and then suddenly stopped, "Benefactor, look, it’s my father coming to get me..."
When she didn’t receive a response, the young girl turned around, but the benefactor was nowhere to be seen.
The father and daughter were reunited, and the girl recounted her experiences in the abandoned temple. When Instructor Lin heard that Su Mu had killed Zhao Xuan with one punch, his expression changed.
He had fought against Zhao Xuan before, who had practiced a demon technique, making him a match temporarily. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have let Zhao Xuan escape.
"Who is the spear-wielding Muscle-Enhancing Martial Artist?"
But after the young girl finished recounting, the members of the Yan Family were puzzled. Their young lady claimed she followed the benefactor down the mountain, but when they found her, they saw no second person—just their young lady.
"Take the young lady home first... Instructor Lin, shall we go check the abandoned temple?"
"Alright."
The Yan Family girl was reluctant, searching around but unable to find her benefactor’s trace, ultimately being led down the mountain by her family.
Deep in the forest, Su Mu watched everything in silence. With his senses far superior to most, he noticed the Yan Family approaching before anyone else, including Instructor Lin.
Not wanting unnecessary complications, he slipped into the forest’s shade. With Su Mu’s current body technique, even a Seventh-Grade like Instructor Lin couldn’t detect his presence.
In the abandoned temple, the Yan Family patriarch and Instructor Lin were shocked at the sight of the three corpses. Two of them had been cleanly pierced by a spear, while Zhao Xuan, who had his head cut off, had his right arm blasted off, leaving stark white bones exposed, presenting a gruesome scene that matched Yan Xiaolan’s account of Zhao Xuan being killed with a single punch.
"Only Zhao Xuan’s head was cut off... This matches an assassin’s style. This person is incredibly strong, on par with me!"
Instructor Lin couldn’t help but express his amazement.
After the Yan Family left, Su Mu quietly descended the mountain.
On the way back, Su Mu checked the item in Zhao Xuan’s buried wooden box. Inside were two exquisite small wooden boxes. Opening one revealed a crystal-clear, white pill the size of a green date.
The pill was sealed with white wax, accompanied by a white paper seal with small black characters: Tendon Pill.
Tendon Pill?
Could it be related to the Seventh Grade Muscle Strengthening Realm?
Su Mu’s eyes grew bright. He had heard that breaking into the Seventh Grade required medication, and perhaps this Tendon Pill was one of them.
"With these two pills... it wasn’t in vain."
Feeling exhilarated, Su Mu carefully stored the pills, choosing not to stay at Yan Family Ridge. He traveled a hundred miles in one night.
By the dawn of the next morning, the Rice Hat Wanderer successfully arrived at Cyan Cloud City, outside of the Demon Slayer Bureau’s government office.
"What, Li Feiyu has returned?" Li Zhihe’s hand trembled with the tea cup, quickly arranging a meeting, "Quickly, invite him to the study."
"Director Li, mission accomplished." The Rice Hat Wanderer lifted his hand and tossed.
Thud!
A head rolled onto the table, eyes wide open, with a hideous face eternally capturing the final moments of fear and reluctance.
(As a newcomer author, I’m seeking some followers here. Will work hard on more updates after the release, orz!)
