Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 1133 - 436: Fishing for Ghosts and Bar Men_3
The "Mountain" character, as if a living creature, had grown to a size of seven or eight meters square, with a body that gleamed in inky hues.
These inky hues, like thick clusters of sludge, tightly bound Wan Guiyi’s feet.
On a normal day, this sludge could only trap Wan Guiyi for a moment; if he wanted to leave, it wouldn’t take much effort,
but now, in this battle of life and death, even a fleeting moment was the difference between life and death.
"Cunning."
After cursing inwardly, Yun Ziliang’s oppressive force was already bearing down,
nine Big Dragons, the might of mountains, like a rolling stone roller coming down on him.
Wan Guiyi originally intended to run, having no plans to resist. Now with his feet bound, he couldn’t escape, and the Dragon Force was drawing too quickly, leaving him no time to change his move,
"Alas, I’ve lost."
The outcome was sealed for Wan Guiyi, and his only thought now was—hoping that once the other knew his identity, they would show some restraint and not kill him.
Leave room for others, and you’ll meet again one day!
Unfortunately, neither Yun Ziliang nor Zhou Xuan believed in this "code of the martial world."
"Crack, crack."
The sound of breaking bones was incessant, echoing in everyone’s ears, causing the local people leading the fish to retreat in fear.
Wan Guiyi was crushed, his bones broken and muscles snapped, reduced to a heap of flesh with only a breath left, looking helplessly at Yun Ziliang.
"Those who disturb my Grand Master’s order shall be executed without mercy."
Without a word, Yun Ziliang stomped down, crushing Wan Guiyi’s head, and walked towards Li Changxun without looking back.
Li Changxun immediately applauded Yun Ziliang.
"Master Grandfather, you’re truly the foremost of the Taoist sects for eight hundred years. This Combat Technique is truly interconnected,
silently setting up the ’Mountain Formation’ first, then attacking unilaterally, drawing the old ghost’s attention, attacking from the east while the formation exploded, the Dragon Force attacking, swiftly killing Wan Guiyi, brilliant."
"Knowing it’s brilliant, you should learn more in the future. Someone like you is wasting the exquisite Taoist skills of the Dragon Seeking Hall."
Yun Ziliang reprimanded.
With Wan Guiyi already "subdued by the law," Zhou Xuan nodded and smiled at Yun Ziliang, then addressed the crowd: "Now continue dividing the fish. If anyone still doesn’t obey my rules, step forward and continue to cause trouble."
The eyes of the crowd were exceedingly clear,
people like Wan Guiyi, in their eyes, were akin to "Immortals in the human world," such an old Immortal, easily killed,
and they, ordinary folks powerless to resist, if they provoked Zhou Xuan, would fear they wouldn’t even know how they died.
For a time, the whole street exhibited an order never seen before in Yellow Field Prefecture, everyone treating each other with respect and orderliness.
"Isn’t the Grand Master too ruthless?"
Lu Xingzhou smacked his lips, even he thought Yun Ziliang would show restraint, but didn’t expect—such a clean and swift kill,
not even a trace of mercy. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
He had some thoughts of advising Zhou Xuan to leave, since Wan Guiyi was killed, nothing more than the Barbarians seeking trouble.
Those Barbarians are vicious and bloodthirsty by nature; it’s better for Zhou Xuan to leave early,
but having interacted with Zhou Xuan these past days, he deeply understood the other’s character—not afraid of anything, not even God-level figures, how could he fear the Barbarians?
So, advice was futile.
Lu Xingzhou did not try to persuade him, instead, he sent out a Hall Secret Letter... all Water Fort disciples were to gather in the center of the Prefecture City to guard against the Barbarians acting desperately.
After sending the secret letter, Zhou Xuan pointed to the orderly fish distribution team and said to Lu Xingzhou: "Mr. Lu, you see, the people of Yellow Field Prefecture are actually easy to manage, each one more civilized."
"..." Lu Xingzhou.
He sighed and said: "Grand Master, if I had your courage, killing the Second Master of the Barbarians without hesitation, I would have long since brought Yellow Field Prefecture under control."
"Then from now on, you must be like me, give in when you need to, and kill when you must. Without killing a few chickens, some monkeys will think of themselves as human."
Hearing this from Zhou Xuan, Lu Xingzhou’s heart was filled with sighs again—Grand Master of the Mingjiang Prefecture, Mr. Lu is no match.
...
The fish meat was dwindling under Zhou Xuan’s distribution,
but under the parasol tree, Madam Jiang could no longer stand steadily. Though her face was calm, her heart was in turmoil.
At this moment, a young man in a greasy robe approached her and gently patted her on the shoulder.
"How dare you..." Madam Jiang was suddenly offended, her anger rising instantly, and the paper doll in her hand opened its eyes,
"Madam Jiang, Wan Guiyi died in your stead."
The young man said.
Madam Jiang immediately knew that this man was no ordinary person and asked: "Who are you?"
The young man wiped his hands on his greasy robe and said: "If Wan Guiyi hadn’t intervened, with your temperament, you would have been the first to provoke Zhou Xuan,
so tell me, did Wan Guiyi die in your place?"
"Who are you, really?"
Madam Jiang felt that this young man’s eyes were too deep, seemingly hiding many unspeakable and indescribable feelings, and she became even more eager to know his identity.
The young man smiled and said: "You came to snatch the Twin Fish, right... Wan Guiyi was swiftly killed, yet Zhou Xuan hasn’t made a move, Li Changxun hasn’t acted, and Lu Xingzhou hasn’t either, do you still have a chance?"
"Are you here to snatch the fish?"
"Not entirely."
The young man drew a butcher’s knife from his waist and said: "I originally came to slaughter pigs... I have no name or surname, those who know me call me Butcher!"
After he finished speaking, he waved to Zhou Xuan and then pointed to the knife, saying: "Mr. Xiao Zhou, care to spar?"
"Later, later, there’s still something to handle." Zhou Xuan pointed to the fish meat, speaking as familiarly as arranging plans with a good friend, and said with a smile...
