The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 181 Inviting You to Eat Snake Soup
The room, which had been noisy and unrestrained, suddenly fell silent. The guards who had been patrolling outside had just left, and no one noticed anything unusual.

The eldest son of the prefectural governor was slumped in his chair, staring wide-eyed as Wu Chengyu laughed and reached out to grab his lackeys, then snapped their necks one by one as easily as breaking stalks of wheat.

This method is visually striking on site, but not bloody. Wu Chengyu has already figured out how to deal with the father and son, so the people in the prefect's mansion cannot be alerted in the short term, and at least the smell of blood cannot be allowed to escape from this house.

Next, he knocked out the two girls who were accompanying the young master, and then slowly reached out to grab the young master's neck. The young master couldn't help but tremble, knowing that he would soon have his neck broken like the three people in front of him.

Who would have thought that he was just slowly lifted up, then his neck tightened, and he instantly went black and fainted.

Even though he was carrying a person, Wu Chengyu still walked slowly towards the back of the house, and the passing guards still did not find any trace of him.

In the study of the prefect's residence, the prefect of Xiangyang was writing a memorial to the throne. Beside his desk was a bowl of the finished Nine Yin Xuanwu Soup. He felt full of energy.

This wasn't official business; the memorial was full of flattery. It was a memorial to the emperor, offering the recipe for the Nine Yin Black Tortoise Soup, and praising its medicinal effects to the skies.

Although the text was full of flattery, the word choice and sentence structure were absolutely elegant, and the writing was brilliant. He was also a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations) who had passed the imperial examinations twice. His years of hard work were evident at this moment. Even his posture and eyes were devout, after all, this memorial was related to his official career and future.

"My lord, it's late. You've had a long day. Why don't you... set off soon?"

The prefect was writing so intently that he was unaware that two people were standing in front of his desk—or rather, one person was standing there while holding the other person in their hand.

He subconsciously replied, "Bring me another cup of tea. This memorial really needs to be sent out as soon as possible... What do you mean?"

Only then did he realize that the voice was strange, and that this "getting on the road early" was completely different from what he meant. Just as he was about to look up, a hand grabbed his neck, and he could no longer speak.

"What I mean is that you're on your way, Prefect. I don't even want to ask your name. Just come with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Chengyu carried the prefect and his son in his hands and used his lightness skill to quickly leave the prefect's mansion. The guards of the prefect's mansion did not notice anything during the whole process, and did not even know when they would find out.

Wu Chengyu carried the two men and sped through the streets and alleys of Xiangyang City. Then he climbed over the city wall and left Xiangyang, heading south towards Xianshan, the place where the bald eagle and the Bodhi snake lived.

About two hours later, Wu Chengyu left the city without any hurry, and did not arrive at Xian Mountain, near Snake Valley, until dawn.

He casually tossed the prefect and his son to the ground; both had been unconscious for some time.

Wu Chengyu extended his right index finger, and the energy of the Canhe Finger shot out, drilling a bloody hole in each of their thighs. Only then did the two men wake up in excruciating pain.

The prefect's son had witnessed Wu Chengyu commit murder, but when he opened his eyes, he found himself in the middle of nowhere. He was so terrified that he didn't dare to speak and scrambled to hide behind his father, trembling with fear.

The prefect, having served as an official for many years, managed to remain calm. He pretended to glare angrily and pointed at Wu Chengyu, shouting loudly.

"How dare you! Where did you come from, you petty thief, to plot against an official of the imperial court? Do you know that I am the fourth-rank Prefect of Xiangyang? If I am harmed, it will surely alarm the imperial court. Killing an official is tantamount to rebellion. Under the wrath of the emperor, you will surely be torn to pieces."

Wu Chengyu glanced at the prefect with a smile, reached out and grabbed the prefect's finger pointing at him. Without much force, the prefect's finger left his body, and Wu Chengyu simply yanked it off.

The prefect let out a terrible scream on the spot, a shrill sound that roamed the mountain forest in the early morning, frightening many small animals into running away.

“I remember that prefects are all fourth-rank officials, but Xiangyang is an important town, so your fourth-rank is acceptable. But a mere fourth-rank official doesn’t really scare me. The last official I killed was Shi Miyuan. He should have been promoted to first-rank official soon, but several months have passed. Where is the imperial authority you speak of?”

The prefect was terrified when he heard Wu Chengyu's words. He still couldn't understand how someone dared to assassinate Shi Miyuan, let alone succeed in the assassination.

He quickly looked Wu Chengyu up and down and shook his head, saying, "No, the one who assassinated Lord Shi was a middle-aged man pretending to be honest. You are clearly not even twenty years old yet, don't try to fool me."

Wu Chengyu moved a little closer, and the prefect was so frightened that he backed away while staring intently at Wu Chengyu's face. He saw that the handsome face from before slowly and automatically change in front of him, and soon the honest middle-aged man he had been talking about appeared.

The prefect was truly terrified this time. He was trembling as he said, "It really was you. You killed Lord Shi."

The prefect then suddenly prostrated himself on the ground, kowtowing frantically and repeatedly begging for mercy.

This was the only thing he could do. Anyone who dared to kill Shi Miyuan would also dare to kill him. Offering high-ranking positions, generous salaries, gold, silver, and treasures as bribes would be of no use. So even though he knew that begging for mercy was futile, he had no choice but to do it out of the instinct for survival.

Seeing this, his son hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy. The two men kept banging their heads together, which made Wu Chengyu suddenly feel a little soft-hearted.

"Alright, stop kowtowing. I'm a soft-hearted person and can't stand seeing others beg me. If Shi Miyuan had knelt on the ground begging me to spare his life back then, I might have softened and at most broken his limbs."

Alright, I accept your pleas for mercy. I promise you, I will never kill you.

I invited you all here today because of a shared interest that I wanted to share with you.

I heard that you and your son both love snake soup, especially you, Prefect, who drinks a bowl of it every day, is that right?

What a coincidence, me too! I've been eating it almost every day for the past few months.

The prefect and his son exchanged a glance and nodded quickly.

"That's good. Actually, I really meant well today. I heard you love snake soup, so I went to the trouble of coming to invite you here."

See that dark valley? It's full of your favorite snakes. You couldn't eat them all in a year. I'm sending you in now to enjoy them.

Whether you end up eating snake soup or becoming meat soup that snakes love to eat, that depends on your fate.

As soon as he finished speaking, the prefect and his son were so frightened that they forgot to tremble, and their lower bodies became involuntarily wet.

Wu Chengyu frowned, and before their pants were completely soaked, he grabbed their necks with both hands and threw them directly into Snake Valley.

The snakes in Snake Valley were immediately startled, hissing in unison, accompanied by the desperate screams of the governor and his son.

Fortunately, the screams didn't last long; after less than ten breaths, they were completely silent.

(End of this chapter)