Only My Way

The azure sword was devoid of any bloodstains.

It remained as clean as new, as if it had just been cleaned and maintained, appearing completely spotless.

Looking around.

Only a few wisps of gray mist lingered on it.

Giving the sword a somewhat hazy appearance.

As Ling Wuyuan held the sword level at his side, preparing to swing it once more, Yan Linde, after a moment of silence, felt the sensation of muscle and bone separating in his arm.

Knowing that he had no chance of survival today, he couldn't help but ask, his heart filled with ashes:

"What is your name, sir?"

Ling Wuyuan had some respect for his test subjects.

"Ling Wuyuan."

Hearing this, after a moment of thought.

Yan Linde shook his head helplessly:

"...Never heard of you."

Ling Wuyuan said with a slight smile:

"That's normal. I'm just an unknown nobody. It would be strange if you had heard of me."

But these words sparked a different conjecture in Yan Linde's mind.

He nodded as if he understood:

"I see... Are you here specifically to make a name for yourself by defeating us?"

In this world, bandits, brigands, and mounted bandits... are all classic high-risk professions.

The high risk here refers not only to the official forces and local powers that sometimes encircle and suppress them, but also to the wandering swordsmen and chivalrous individuals who travel around... Especially those newly initiated fellows, who particularly like to use them to grind experience and fame.

In short, with martial prowess, a bad reputation, and sometimes even the chance to drop gold coins, secret manuals, and equipment, such good targets are naturally not to be missed.

They are practically self-adapting goblin versions!

It's always right to brush them off along the way!

At the very least, you can earn a good reputation!!

It is precisely for this reason that even the most powerful bandits rarely choose to stay in one place for a long time, fearing that they will attract some strong individuals who are determined to use them to grind experience.

That would be terrible~

Right now.

Yan Linde felt that Ling Wuyuan might be a novice swordsman who came specifically to grind experience and fame by defeating him.

For a moment.

He only felt that he was very unlucky.

But he also felt that things were within reason.

Since switching to banditry.

He had actually thought about similar situations a long time ago.

Moreover, he himself was a notorious bandit in this vicinity!

His notoriety had reached a point where he himself felt that he should change his base.

So it was by no means unusual for him to be sought out by wandering swordsmen and chivalrous individuals trying to make a name for themselves.

On the contrary, it was very normal.

'From now on, when people mention Ling Wuyuan, they might also mention me...'

Thinking of this.

Yan Linde felt that the matter was at least a consolation prize of sorts.

However, Ling Wuyuan, who could understand what he was thinking, was truly cold-blooded and didn't want to say anything that others wanted to hear and loved to hear.

He was very direct and honestly told the truth:

"To be honest, I'm just a passerby who's here to buy soy sauce."

"And I'm not a person with any sense of justice."

"If you had come two days later, I reckon I would have left."

"Or if you had come a day earlier, it would have been the same..."

As the saying goes, lies don't hurt people, the truth is a sharp knife. Ling Wuyuan's words were truly heartbreaking.

Very heartbreaking!

At least Yan Linde found it difficult to hold on.

He immediately destroyed Yan Linde's self-comfort!

Even the tragic feeling that he had painstakingly brewed vanished on the spot.

"Ah?"

"You're just passing by??"

"You don't have any sense of justice??"

"Then what are you doing cutting me down now!??"

"I didn't even attack you!??"

Yan Linde seemed very agitated, but Ling Wuyuan was as calm as ever and spoke the truth:

"It's just something that couldn't be helped..."

"The local town leader is too good at being a host, he even wanted to arrange a one-stop service for me..."

Hearing this.

Although he didn't understand what a one-stop service was.

Yan Linde still uttered his own feelings from the bottom of his heart:

"Damn..."

Frustrated!

Extremely frustrated!

He felt that he had died too unjustly!!

In the next instant, the azure sword light flashed again.

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Ling Wuyuan completely ended the other party's life.

At this moment.

Ling Wuyuan casually put the sword back into its scabbard.

He raised his head and looked up at the bright moon above, thinking silently in his heart:

'Uh... Now, I reckon I'm really going to get the reputation of a young chivalrous hero...'

'Damn it, I really just wanted to pass by...'

Then, Ling Wuyuan calmly glanced at the surrounding firelight.

Vaguely, he could hear shouts of killing filling the mansion, and in the distance, at the entrance of the city wall, there were also very intense shouts of killing.

Obviously, although the leader was gone, the surrounding [Crimson Fire Bandits] were still actively carrying out their tasks with a clear division of labor.

The [Crimson Fire Bandits] at the Jiang family mansion were responsible for looting.

The [Crimson Fire Bandits] at the entrance of the city wall were responsible for leaving them a retreat route.

In this regard.

Yan Linde and Wang Jian must have had a detailed plan.

It's just that now, all of this has become a dreamy illusion due to Ling Wuyuan's passing by to buy soy sauce and Zhang Tang's overly attentive hospitality.

Scratching his head...

Well, very head-scratching...

The matter was purely a twist of fate, without any technical content.

Finally, after Ling Wuyuan's gaze swept around, it landed on Chen Li, who was holding a spear, and the tottering Jiang family ancestor.

The three of them also stared at each other in silence for a few seconds.

Ling Wuyuan didn't recognize the two.

The two also didn't recognize Ling Wuyuan.

However, after clearing his throat twice, the Jiang family ancestor saw that Ling Wuyuan didn't have any hostility towards them, so he took the initiative to speak:

"Thank you, young brother, for your help."

"Listening to your conversation with that person just now, it seems that you chose to take action because of Town Leader Zhang?"

"Thank you so much to you and Town Leader Zhang. Our Jiang family will definitely repay you handsomely..."

Ling Wuyuan immediately shrugged his shoulders indifferently, indicating that he didn't care.

Then he silently took two steps forward.

At the same time, Yan Linde and Wang Jian's corpses, which had been standing like sculptures, finally began to ooze a large amount of blood as if in slow motion, and then turned into shattered corpses amidst some rustling sounds.

Both were split in two.

The former had his entire head chopped off.

The latter was cut into two pieces diagonally.

Looking at the miserable state of the two, and then looking at Ling Wuyuan's expressionless and relaxed appearance, who didn't even bother to pant, Chen Li, as a general, and the Jiang family ancestor, as a seriously injured person, fell silent again.

They understood that this didn't really count as a battle.

At best, it was just Ling Wuyuan simply and incomparably bullying the weak.

From beginning to end, Yan Linde and Wang Jian had no way to harm Ling Wuyuan in the slightest.

Even the scarlet blood that splattered when the corpses shattered didn't manage to stick to Ling Wuyuan at all...

The gap was just too, too big!!