Chapter 119: Revenge

One by one, the disheveled disciples from the six sects were escorted into the military camp by ghost soldiers and ghost generals. They walked unsteadily, all bearing injuries, their faces showing dejection. Counting them, there appeared to be nearly four hundred people. The disciples who had voluntarily come to pay respects looked at these captured seniors with various expressions – it was hard to say whether it was schadenfreude or pity. They watched helplessly as they were separately confined in several large tents. As for what would happen to them, that was unknown.

Yue Qianchou’s gaze searched through the crowd and found his old enemy, but didn’t linger before withdrawing his gaze. Suppressing a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, he turned to face everyone and shook his head with a sigh: “Alas! If they had known it would come to this, why did they act that way in the first place? I’ll go plead with the Great General to see if he can spare them.”

Speaking thus, he swayed toward the central command tent. Remarkably, not a single ghost soldier or ghost general stopped him. Actually, none of the six sect disciples standing there wanted him to intercede, but this could only be kept to themselves – no one would say it out loud.

As soon as Meng Yan saw Yue Qianchou enter, he laughed heartily: “Everyone has had their dantian sealed and has no power to resist. If Master has business, go ahead and attend to it first – no one will disturb you.” Yue Qianchou grinned and cupped his hands in thanks, then turned and walked out again, coming to a large tent holding six sect disciples. He looked around and indeed saw none of Meng Yan’s subordinates.

The imprisoned people listlessly raised their heads. Seeing who had come, they were all shocked. Some had even encountered Yue Qianchou at the mountain peak – how could this Floating Immortal Island disciple freely enter and exit here? Yue Qianchou couldn’t be bothered with idle talk, nor was there any need for it. After contacting Bai Suzhen in Utopia, he immediately began taking action. Everyone he touched disappeared one by one.

Clapping his hands and surveying the now empty tent with an expressionless face, he moved to the next tent and did the same. Finally, he entered the tent holding Yan Shu. Under the latter’s terrified gaze, he cleared out everyone around him, then stood face to face with him, rolling up both sleeves and smiling: “Uncle Yan, finally I get to see you. I’ve been looking forward to this day for so long. Ah! Finally I can settle this matter on my mind.”

Yan Shu was inexplicably terrified, staggering backward: “Yue Qianchou, what do you want to do?”

“Slap!” Yue Qianchou stepped forward and swung his arm, delivering a heavy slap that knocked him to the ground. Then he jumped up and stomped wildly, cursing as he stomped: “Damn it! Is my name something you can just call casually?”

Yan Shu howled and crawled around everywhere. With his dantian now sealed, his body was only slightly better than an ordinary person’s. How could he withstand Yue Qianchou chasing after him with punches and kicks? Blood kept flowing from his nose and mouth. After beating him for quite a while, Yue Qianchou finally straightened his back and took a deep breath: “The feeling of beating up an enemy is too satisfying. Damn, it’s been so long since I felt this good.”

Expanding his chest, flexing his fists, loosening his muscles and bones, he rolled up his fallen sleeves again – this time very high to prevent them from falling down again. He walked over and grabbed Yan Shu, who was hiding under the long table, gave him a slap first, then smiled: “Now you know what I want to do, right? With our such good relationship, what do you think I want to do? Of course, I’m going to screw you over.”

Yan Shu, already beaten out of shape and covered in blood, said unclearly: “Yue Qianchou, if you dare treat me this way, my father won’t let you off.”

“Hehe! What a fucking talent.” Yue Qianchou sneered: “You idiot, who won’t let whom off! You’re already seventy or eighty years old and still bringing out your immortal old father to scare people. You’d better think about what last words you want me to pass on to your father!”

With a “slap,” he directly smashed Yan Shu’s nose flat, blood spattering everywhere. Yue Qianchou’s hands, already stained with blood, became even more bloody and messy.

“Quick, call me daddy and let me hear it. Maybe if I’m happy, I’ll spare you.” Yue Qianchou grabbed his blood-stained collar and shouted. Then he swung his palm again with two “slap slap” sounds, shouting: “Bastard, stop playing dead, call me daddy!”

“Heh… heh…” Yan Shu, whose nose could no longer breathe, could only gasp through his mouth. All his teeth had fallen out. He desperately raised his head that was drooping to one side, then suddenly “poof” – he spat a mouthful of blood directly onto Yue Qianchou’s face.

“Seeking death!” Yue Qianchou roared in fury. With a cry, he grabbed Yan Shu and punched his head so hard it spun around in a circle. The latter’s skull made a crisp sound and drooped onto his back, completely ceasing to breathe.

Yue Qianchou, in his rage, didn’t notice he was already dead and continued unsatisfied, pressing him to the ground and repeatedly pummeling him with his fists, directly smashing his head to pieces before standing up. He raised his arm to wipe the blood from his face, instantly staining his sleeve red. His blood-covered face looked somewhat fierce as he gazed at the corpse on the ground and murmured: “It seems Chen Feng mentioned that human skin is good material for making high-grade spirit talismans. Can’t waste it.”

He hooked his foot, and the corpse disappeared without a trace, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground. He didn’t see his current appearance. Lowering his sleeves and patting his clothes, he acted as if nothing had happened and left the tent, strolling toward the central command tent. As soon as he entered, he found Meng Yan and Yu Ji staring at him in a daze.

He now realized what was happening. Just now he had been completely immersed in the pleasure of killing his enemy with his own hands, extremely excited mentally, and hadn’t paid any attention to being covered in blood. Yue Qianchou smiled sheepishly: “I really got it on me by accident.”

By accident? Could you get covered all over by accident? What did this guy do to those people? Meng Yan and Yu Ji exchanged glances. The former called for someone to take him to bathe, then the couple went together to those three large tents. All were empty, with only one tent having blood stains everywhere.

Where were the people? Where did they all go? They called the ghost soldiers outside to inquire, and all said they hadn’t seen any prisoners come out, only heard screams from inside. The two looked at each other. They knew that some cultivators in the world practiced demonic arts and evil techniques, but to make nearly four hundred people completely disappear without a trace in such a short time was a bit too terrifying. Just thinking about it made them shudder – this kid was somewhat evil.

After bathing, Yue Qianchou felt refreshed all over. Having also eliminated Yan Shu, he immediately felt clear-headed and energetic. He took out a set of clothes from his storage bag and put them on, then returned to the central command tent. Taking a few steps forward, he cupped his hands and bowed to the couple seated behind the main table: “Thank you, Great General and Madam, for letting me vent this anger.”

“Master need not be polite.” Meng Yan raised his hand to indicate he should sit down and smiled: “Meeting Master during today’s patrol is also fate. Unfortunately… alas! Dawn is approaching, and this general can no longer conveniently detain Master.”

Yue Qianchou also knew that no matter how powerful Meng Yan and the others were, they didn’t dare wander around in broad daylight. This was the limitation of the laws of heaven and earth – otherwise their souls would definitely be scattered. He nodded and asked: “Is the General going to break camp?”

“Mm!” Meng Yan raised his hand and pointed south: “Over a thousand li to the south, there’s a canyon called ‘Yin Wind Valley’ – that’s this general’s main base. If Master has time, feel free to visit.”

“Thank you, Great General. Since that’s the case, I’ll take my leave first. I’ll definitely visit another day.” Yue Qianchou stood up. Now wasn’t the time for conversation. Staying longer would just cause them trouble – the great laws of heaven and earth were merciless!

“Please!” Meng Yan raised his hand. Then he and Yu Ji together escorted him out. Below the command platform, Yue Qianchou turned back once more to thank the two, then led the six sect disciples quickly out of the military camp.

“Break camp!” With one command, everything in the military camp instantly moved. Before long, everything was ready. A great ghost army disappeared majestically before the eyes of the six sect disciples, and those captured disciples from various sects were never seen again.

Yue Qianchou turned back to face everyone with a bitter smile: “Those seniors failed to appear within half an hour, which greatly angered the Ghost General. I wore out my lips talking, but it was useless. In the end, they all… alas!”

Everyone was already extremely grateful to him for surviving the disaster. Moreover, they weren’t particularly fond of those seniors from various sects, so they all offered kind words of comfort, advising him not to blame himself…