Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 251 A Bloodbath Caused by Buying Noodles

Cold clouds hang low over the fields, like a leaden curtain enveloping everything.

Before dawn, Wuchang Prefecture was quiet and cold, with willow leaves drooping and swaying gently in the wind.

Hongxiu walked down the street with her hands behind her back, thinking to herself that Cai's Noodle Shop in the east of the city would be opening for business soon.

"Cai Ji's hot dry noodles are pretty good," the little beggar thought to himself. "If I use my lightness skill to its fullest extent, I'll definitely be able to bring them home before they get lumpy." He clapped his hands lightly. "The cripple, the one-handed man, and Grandpa will all be able to eat hot noodles."

With that thought in mind, Hongxiu unfurled her "Crimson in the Wind" and headed east.

Before long, the noodle shop arrived.

As luck would have it, Cai's Noodle Shop was located just across the street from Han's Restaurant.

Seeing this, Hongxiu glanced at the noodle shop's signboard, then at the grand mansion of the Han family. After thinking for a moment, she squatted down in front of the noodle shop with her hands in her sleeves, waiting for it to open.

As dawn broke, a loud "bang" was heard and the gates of the Han residence were flung open.

A handsome young man rushed out in a fit of rage, holding a long sword with feather patterns on its blade and carrying a thick-bladed saber on his back.

Suddenly, a soft laugh was heard, and a man in a yellow robe leaped over the wall, holding two people in his hands. He casually threw them to the ground, and the two men died instantly without uttering a sound.

"Hey kid, why are you running?"

The newcomer was none other than Li Chimei. His figure flashed strangely and he immediately appeared behind the young man, striking him in the back with a palm.

The young man carrying a sword and a knife was none other than Han Bai. He shouted, "You want to steal the Eagle Knife and then kill me to silence me? Why shouldn't I run?" He then swung his sword to meet Li Chimei's palm.

But the sword strike went awry, and the opponent vanished without a trace.

Han Bai reacted swiftly, slashing his sword diagonally, instantly creating a dazzling display of sword light and a whistling sound of wind.

"Excellent swordsmanship!" Li Chimei's voice came from behind Han Bai. "Is this the skill you learned from Sword God Ren?" She extended her index and middle fingers and gently clamped the sword's edge.

Li Chimei touched the longsword with her fingers and immediately felt its chilling aura, which even scratched her fingers painfully. She couldn't help but exclaim, "What a fine sword! Did Li Ding'an forge this weapon for you?"

Han Bai's sword strike was blocked, making it difficult to advance even an inch, but he was quick-witted and immediately raised his leg to kick Li Chimei in the perineum.

Li Chimei frowned and shouted, "Bastard!" with a flick of her long sleeves.

"Pong!"

Han Bai was sent flying through the air and landed ten feet away. This time he used the force-dissipating technique, and although his entire leg was in excruciating pain, he did not suffer any more serious internal injuries.

He immediately launched himself into the air and fled like a rabbit.

Li Chimei sneered, reached out and grabbed the stone lion at the entrance of the Han residence, and hurled it with a whoosh, faster than lightning.

With a loud "bang," the stone lion flew past Han Bai, smashing a large crater into the bluestone street.

Han Bai shrank back, terrified and sweating profusely. Just as he was about to continue running away, he suddenly heard no sound behind him.

Out of curiosity, he turned around and was shocked to see a girl in blood-red clothes standing in front of Li Chimei.

"Hong, Sister Hongxiu?!" Han Bai exclaimed in surprise.

Hongxiu didn't turn around, but waved her hand as a greeting.

Li Chimei stared intently at the girl before her, then sighed softly, "This kid is really lucky. He escaped death in Huangzhou prison, and now you're standing up for him." She then shook her head, "Could it really be that divine intervention is no match for fate?"

"Canglang!"

The sky and earth suddenly turned red!
Li Chimei vanished in a flash, only to reappear standing more than ten feet away.

Hongxiu remained motionless, her face indifferent, the tip of her demonic blade hanging low, radiating killing intent.

Li Chimei, on the other hand, had a somber expression and looked wary.

Just then, with a loud crash, the stone lion at the entrance of the Han residence split in two and crashed to the ground.

"Such a powerful killing intent, such a vicious demonic blade!" Li Chimei's expression turned solemn. "Miss Hongxiu, what is the name of this blade?"

"The candle flame is red."

Hongxiu's expression remained indifferent: "The red candlelight changes the human world."

"Excellent poem, excellent sword, excellent swordsmanship!" Li Chimei clapped his hands and laughed. "The demonic power of this sword is enough to rival the Eagle Blade." He asked with some curiosity, "Why have you always been reluctant to let your demonic sword become famous?"

"Ha! It's not too late to kill you now."

The red light flashed again, and the figure in red sleeves became blurred.

Li Chimei's heart raced, and she cursed inwardly, "Damn it, so ruthless, am I the demonic one or are you the demonic one?" She immediately spun away like a whirlwind.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!"

A bloody light flashed, chasing after Li Chimei and slashing at everything in its path. Stone slabs, wooden pillars, tree canopies, door signs, wine signs—anything that encountered this bloody blade light was shattered.

"Heh~" Amidst the crimson light, Hongxiu's laughter was soft and delicate, the blade flashing and shifting, suddenly flying forward rapidly.

Li Chimei steeled her resolve and roared, "Get out of the way!" She unleashed hundreds of palm shadows that clashed with the sword light, sparks flying everywhere.

A red sleeve, a razor-sharp blade, slashes diagonally at the wrist of a beautiful woman.

Li Chimei flashed around like a ghost, turned to her side, and slapped her neck with her backhand.

For a moment, all that could be seen was the two figures, one in red and one in yellow, moving swiftly and nimbly, chasing each other like tumbleweeds. The sounds of clanging and banging filled the air as the wind howled and thunder roared.

Han Bai felt a gust of wind rush towards him, the chill penetrating to his very bones, and he couldn't help but shiver. Looking up, he saw blood-red light flickering and changing, accompanied by the howling of thunder and wind.

After several more rounds, Li Chimei became increasingly uncomfortable, as he had always relied on his bare hands to fight, a tactic he had consistently employed and which had always been invincible.

However, he now found it difficult to face Hongxiu, who wielded the Demon Blade.

The skill level of Hongxiu's swordsmanship and the strangeness of her moves surpass even Ding'an's. Moreover, this young woman's ruthlessness and unpredictability are far beyond Ding'an's capabilities. Li Chimei couldn't help but think, "Yesterday, Ren Hongxiu wiped out the entire Demon Master Palace force in Wuchang Prefecture. Her bloodthirstiness is so great that calling her a witch is no exaggeration! Now that I don't have a divine weapon, it's not advisable to get entangled with her, otherwise I'll only suffer more losses!"

Thinking about it this way, his momentum faltered, and he encountered a series of dangerous situations.

Looking again at Hongxiu, her eyes were lifeless, and every move was deadly. Li Chimei forced Hongxiu back with two powerful palm strikes, and suddenly leaped onto the roof with two leaps.

The little beggar followed him closely, climbing onto the roof.

Just then, a flash of cold light appeared, and a long spear came hurtling towards them like the wind.

"when!"

Hongxiu stumbled and was shot in the kidney.

In that brief delay, Li Chimei disappeared.

The man wielding the spear was a sinister-looking man in black robes. He carried a seven-section, double-pointed spear. Seeing that he had pierced Hongxiu, he couldn't help but shout with joy, "You wicked woman, I've pierced 'One-Knife Immortal'!"

Meanwhile, shadowy figures loomed along the long street, where a thirty-year-old woman dressed in black was engaged in a fierce battle with Han Bai.

The woman was stunningly beautiful, wielding the Emei Water-Splitting Dagger. She launched a rapid attack, forcing Han Bai to retreat steadily. She shouted, "Kill her and then hurry down and kill this brat together, and steal the Eagle Blade and the precious sword!"

"it is good!"

The man in black robes responded and was about to draw his spear when a powerful force struck, making it impossible for him to pull it out!

He was extremely anxious. He looked up and saw Hongxiu slightly turned to the side, gripping the gun barrel, staring intently at him.

"You, you're actually unharmed?" the man in black robes exclaimed.

Without wasting words, Hongxiu lunged forward and delivered a swift elbow strike. The man had no time to react and his chest was struck with a "thud," sending blood and flesh flying everywhere before his body fell to the ground with a thud.

"Ah~!" Upon seeing this, the woman shouted, "Master!" and kicked Han Bai away. Then, like a madwoman, she charged and stabbed at Hongxiu.

Hongxiu smiled coldly, rose up, and swung her knife in a backhand motion.

There was a loud bang, and sparks flew everywhere.

"thump!"

Blood splattered across the sky, and the woman was split in two from head to hip, lying paralyzed in the street, her eyes wide open in disbelief.

Han Bai knelt on one knee, sword in hand, slightly dazed. The woman had stabbed him several times; if he had been a few breaths later, he would have been tortured to death.

But even such a powerful woman couldn't withstand a single breath under Sister Hongxiu's blade and was dismembered on the spot!

"Sister Hongxiu is indeed Sister Hongxiu!" Han Bai looked at the girl standing coldly on the long street and admired her wholeheartedly. "She can kill without two strikes, amazing!" Looking at the wounds on his own body, he felt a little discouraged. "Sigh, I'm still too useless."

In fact, Han Bai was overthinking it. He first encountered a master-level expert like Li Chimei, so it was perfectly normal for him to be utterly defeated.

As for the man and woman who appeared later, their origins were also quite remarkable.

These were Gongliang Shu and Gan Ruyi, top fighters on the Black List thirty years ago. They were originally Chen Youliang's left and right protectors, but they disappeared without a trace after Chen Youliang's defeat at Poyang Lake.

Later, he was recruited by Fang Yeyu and led by Li Chimei.

These two were originally top-tier experts on the Black List, and their martial arts skills were honed through battlefield combat. Their experience and skill far surpassed those of their peers, let alone Han Bai, a mere newbie.

They simply failed to see the situation clearly. Faced with the murderous young beggar, they not only did not run away but also dared to fight back.
The inevitable end was that he was sent to the underworld by the little beggar with an elbow and a knife, dying a miserable death.

Hongxiu walked up to Han Bai and extended her hand.

As the sun rose, Han Bai knelt on the ground, looking up at his face shrouded in shadow, with a silhouette of the colorful sunbeams behind him.

He felt as if he were seeing a goddess, and for a moment he was somewhat infatuated.

"Xiao Bai, hand!" Hongxiu frowned and shouted.

Han Baiyun was startled and let out a soft "Ah!" He quickly grabbed her hand and stood up.

"Sister Hongxiu," Han Bai said, wiping his nose, "you saved me again."

"I don't know whether to say you're lucky or unlucky." Hongxiu tiptoed and patted his head. "Last time it was Chi Zunxin, this time it was Li Chimei, and these two bastards, you've all run into top-notch martial arts masters."

"Huh?" Han Bai scratched his head and chuckled, "It really is true."

The two walked side by side toward the city gate.

“Sister Hongxiu, I’ve found evidence that Ma Junsheng framed me.”

"Well, then what?"

"he died."

"Did you kill him?"

Han Bai slammed his fist down and pointed at the two dead bodies in front of the Han residence: "The one on the left is Ma Junsheng, and the one on the right is Han Xiwu, who has always bullied me."

"They were all killed casually by Li Chimei?" Hongxiu said. "Wouldn't that leave no evidence against them?"

Han Bai touched his nose and laughed, "It's alright, it's alright! I have an elder to vouch for me."

Hongxiu nodded and stopped dwelling on the topic.

After a while, she suddenly asked, "Xiao Bai, do you know which noodle shop has the best hot dry noodles besides Cai Ji?"

"Ah, ah?"

Han Bai was stunned, looking at the earnest little beggar.

A question couldn't help but arise in his mind: "Sister Hongxiu didn't come to Wuchang Prefecture just to buy a bowl of noodles, did she?"

(End of this chapter)