My Apprentice Is Too Diligent

Chapter 12: Dividing the Spoils

Swish! Swish!

Chen Wuji fully displayed his mastery of the Winding Snake Steps.

In the eyes of others, Chen Wuji's figure moved so quickly that only a residual image remained.

From a distance, it looked as if a real snake was twisting its body, weaving through the crowd.

That's right.

Chen Wuji's target was still the remaining members of the Xiong Gang.

The intoxicating aura of the Drunken Linglong Technique continuously dissipated as Chen Wuji moved.

This terrifying poison gas caused Xiong Zengtong to only shout "hold your breath" twice before he dared not speak again, holding his breath and attacking Chen Wuji from behind.

However, his progress in body movement was insufficient, and he couldn't catch up at all.

The power of the Body Refining Eighth Layer was also useless against Chen Wuji.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining members of the Xiong Gang decisively turned around and fled.

They held their breath and dared not shout or scream.

Their escape actually made it easier for Chen Wuji to continue moving quickly.

If these people, led by Xiong Zengtong, held their breath and surrounded Chen Wuji, attacking him to buy time, Chen Wuji might have suffered some injuries.

But now that these people were running away, even if they scattered, they had already lost their advantage.

The intoxicating aura of the Drunken Linglong Technique dissipated in the air.

Chen Wuji made several sprints, moving back and forth.

The precious saber in his hand raised bursts of cold light.

Puchi! Puchi! Puchi~

Strange sounds rang out, and blood spurted.

The heads of all the Xiong Gang members who were holding their breath and running away were separated from their necks and flew into the air.

"Ah!!"

Xiong Zengtong, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, had bloodshot eyes and let out a hoarse roar.

"I'll kill you!"

He exhaled without inhaling.

Relying on the power of the Body Refining Eighth Layer, he endured.

Xiong Zengtong, who brandished a long knife, burst out with blood and finally caught up to Chen Wuji.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

For a moment, the crisp sound of metal collision resounded in the courtyard full of corpses.

Sparks flew and cold light bloomed.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Chen Wuji displayed the Cloud Piercing Saber Technique, which emphasized only one word: speed!

Fast hands, fast knife, and an even faster mind!

With the combination of the Winding Snake Steps and the fully mastered Level 10 martial arts, he unleashed three times the power.

The difference in blood content between the Body Refining Eighth Layer and Chen Wuji was not that great.

The crucial point of this Rank One stage was Nurturing Spirit, which strengthened the spirit.

The tempering of blood and qi was the final step.

Under the burst of power, the effect naturally existed, but the difference was not as significant as in the previous stages.

Therefore, Xiong Zengtong's strengths did not give him an advantage against Chen Wuji.

Chen Wuji felt a slight pressure in terms of momentum and spirit, but not much.

This indicated that Xiong Zengtong's Nurturing Spirit had not reached perfection in the Body Refining Eighth Layer.

This slight difference was easily broken by Chen Wuji's mastery of the saber technique at the perfect level.

Not only did he break through, but he also tore apart Xiong Zengtong's defensive field.

Most importantly, the more intense the blood mobilization, the shorter the breath-holding time.

Xiong Zengtong wanted to quickly kill and defeat Chen Wuji, but due to the small difference in their strengths, he couldn't achieve it at all.

The intoxicating aura of the Drunken Linglong Technique continued to surround Chen Wuji.

So, accompanied by the pounding sound of a heart that almost jumped out of his chest and echoed in his ears, Xiong Zengtong, who had reached the end of his breath-holding time, subconsciously took a few breaths.

Then, a strong drowsiness originating from his heart surged up to his brain.

"No, no..."

Puchi!

The blade flashed, and Xiong Zengtong, who wanted to let out a final angry roar, stopped swinging his sword, stopped roaring, and stopped everything.

Fresh blood oozed out from his neck, and in his angry eyes, there remained exhaustion, resentment, and hatred.

Thud~

His burly body fell backward, making a muffled sound, and Xiong Zengtong's head detached from his neck, rolling on the ground.

Swish swish!

Chen Wuji performed a few knife tricks, shaking off the blood on the blade, and sheathed his sword.

He squatted down and quickly searched Xiong Zengtong's body.

A few taels of silver, and a warm and peculiar jade pendant in his hand.

Nothing else.

"You're going to act tonight, so you didn't bring anything with you?" Chen Wuji stood up and listened for any movement in the distance.

Confirming that he didn't hear any screams or shouts, he hurried towards the nearest building.

Since no one had noticed the commotion here for the time being, Chen Wuji didn't mind rummaging through cabinets and drawers to find Xiong Zengtong's hiding place for treasures.

The first room yielded no results.

The second room yielded some jade artifacts.

The third room yielded several dozen taels of silver.

The fourth room...

"Come out!"

As soon as Chen Wuji entered the room, he sensed someone hiding, immediately lowering his voice and coldly shouting.

The intoxicating fragrance had already been stopped by Chen Wuji.

At this moment, he only had a knife in his hand.

"If you don't come out soon, you'll die a gruesome death." Chen Wuji stood at the door and said in a low voice, "Within three breaths..."

"I... I surrender!"

In the corner, a trembling voice sounded, "Don't... don't kill me, I... I'm willing to surrender!"

Along with the sound, a slick-faced young man stood up trembling.

Raising his hands high, he begged for mercy, "I... I know where the gang's money is, as long as... as long as the hero lets me go, I... I..."

"Where is Xiong Zengtong's hiding place?" Chen Wuji maintained his low voice and interrupted coldly.

"Well... um..." The trembling young man's face, pale with sweat, opened and closed his mouth.

"I only want Xiong Zengtong's treasure." Chen Wuji spoke in a low voice, "The gang's money is yours!"

"Huh? Huh!?" The young man was stunned, "Are... are we going to split the loot?"

"That's right."

Chen Wuji paid attention to the movement outside and said in a low voice, "Tell me where Xiong Zengtong's hiding place is. You can take the gang's money and run away."

"I... I..." The young man's breathing became heavy, his gaze flickering.

"We don't have much time." Chen Wuji said calmly, "Someone will come soon. Even if I let you go, you won't be able to..."

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"

The young man gritted his teeth and exhaled, "The boss's treasure should be in his bedroom, on the right side, the second room behind the Moon Gate."

"But... but..." The young man took a deep breath and continued, "But I don't know the exact... exact location. However, I heard the boss's concubine Ping'er say that one night she woke up and found the boss crawling under the bed."

"Very well." Chen Wuji nodded, "The gang's money is yours."

After speaking, he turned and left the room.

Phew!

Seeing this, the young man took a long breath, his tense body slowly relaxing.

"Scared me..."

Whoosh!

A cold light suddenly broke through the air and shot through the window.

"Splurt~"

The sound of a blade cutting through flesh rang out.

The young man widened his eyes, opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but was robbed of all his strength by the horizontal blade that pierced his neck from the side. He couldn't utter a word, only blood continuously pouring out of his mouth.

The next moment, with a "thump" sound, his whole body fell forward onto the ground, his life force rapidly disappearing...

(End of this chapter)