The First Sage of Military Strategists

Chapter 51 Old Master Luo Dies!
The body fell to the ground.

The Yin-Yang Scholar is dead!

Han Qing breathed a sigh of relief. Facing such a formidable enemy, he had given it his all this time.

"If this Yin-Yang Scholar hadn't been seriously injured, I'm afraid it would have been very difficult to kill him!" Han Qingxin thought to himself.

The Yin-Yang Scholar was much weaker than he had imagined. He saw the gruesome knife wound on the other's chest, which was indeed very serious.

"This time, the harvest has been truly enormous." Han Qing was overjoyed again.

In the void, before the Seven Killings Stele, a point of light appeared, and the face of the Yin-Yang Scholar was faintly visible within it.

Having killed such a top expert, he would likely inherit two extremely powerful martial arts techniques.

However, Han Qing quickly calmed down.

"If word gets out that a servant like me could kill a Yin-Yang scholar, those with ulterior motives will surely see through the deception and might even expose the secret of the jade pendant on my person, leaving behind a future trouble."

Han Qing's mind raced, and he strode forward. He searched the corpse of the Yin-Yang Scholar for a while and found two green medicine bottles, a money bag, and a set of throwing knives, totaling thirteen.

Then he raised his hand and slapped the Yin-Yang Scholar's corpse away. The force he poured into his body suddenly exploded, and the corpse shattered in mid-air into more than a dozen pieces, with blood flying everywhere.

He didn't even leave the Yin-Yang Scholar's head behind; he struck him with the same palm, smashing him to pieces with the force of the blow.

“At this point, no one should be able to recognize whose body this is,” Han Qingxin thought.

The situation is critical, and he has no other way to destroy the evidence, so he has to resort to this method.

After doing all this, Han Qing did not leave. Instead, he smeared some blood and mud on his face, chose a corner, and quietly lay down, waiting patiently for the rest of the yamen officials to arrive.

The battle is now nearing its end. Those members of the Yin-Yang Cult who were going to flee have already done so, and those who didn't are almost all dead.

He didn't want to leave alone, which would also raise suspicion.

After all, the Yin-Yang Scholar used illusion magic, and Li Tai and the others all fainted, but he himself did not, which is hard to explain.

He waited patiently for a while, and suddenly, he heard footsteps.

"Hmm? A few people are still alive. Wake them up!"

Han Qing recognized the voice; it was Yang Wu.

Yang Wu led a group of people in pursuit along the direction of the Yin-Yang Scholar. When they arrived here, he saw Li Tai and the others lying on the ground. However, his senses were sharp, and he could see the rise and fall of their chests even in the darkness.

"Yes!"

The dozen or so bailiffs behind Yang Wu dispersed and went to wake up Han Qing and the other eight.

"Eh? Isn't this Brother Han?" One of the soap-making workers came up to Han Qing, tore off a piece of cloth from his body and wiped the blood and mud off Han Qing's face. After seeing his face clearly, he let out a soft exclamation.

"Huh? Where?" Upon hearing this, Yang Wu immediately approached and felt a pang of anxiety when he saw the mottled bloodstains on Han Qing's body.

However, in the next instant, Han Qing opened his eyes and stood up from the ground.

Yang Wu breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced around and saw that Li Tai and the others had also woken up. Although they were all unconscious, they did not have any major wounds. He understood what had happened.

"Did you just encounter the Yin-Yang Scholar?" Yang Wu demanded.

Han Qing remained silent. Li Tai, standing beside him, rubbed his throbbing head and said in a deep voice, "I don't know what happened just now, but I felt dizzy and suddenly fainted. Could that have been the Yin-Yang Scholar's trick?"

"That's right, you've been affected by the Yin-Yang Scholar's evil magic? Where is he?" Yang Wu asked.

"I don't know," Li Tai shook his head.

Han Qing glanced around and saw that the Yin-Yang Scholar's corpse was nearby, but it was already in pieces, mixed with the fragments of other corpses, and its shape was no longer discernible.

Yang Wu glanced at it but didn't notice anything amiss.

However, Han Qing figured that even if they found out later, they shouldn't suspect him.

"You all continue to guard outside the compound and don't let anyone in," Yang Wu instructed.

"Yes!" Li Tai and the others responded.

"Han Qing, although you have soft armor protecting you, you can't be too reckless. If the Yin-Yang Scholar hadn't taken a fatal blow to the heart from me, greatly reducing his strength and forcing him to flee, you would have been doomed if you had encountered him!" Yang Wu instructed. According to his plan, Han Qing shouldn't have been in this courtyard at all.

"I will heed your teachings, Master," Han Qing replied hastily.

"It's good that you're alright. Ma Er, where's Sun Xiao?"

"Ran."

"I knew it, those two old foxes couldn't be trusted." Yang Wu said, both angry and amused.

"Alright, you go out with them first. I'll make arrangements after the battle is over," Yang Wu instructed again, then led his men out of the courtyard.

...

The night grew deeper.

In Baiyun County, the whole town was in turmoil. The people could hear shouts of killing near the Chen family's old residence, and their hearts were filled with fear and unease.

Inside the Luo family mansion.

Grandpa Luo was pacing around the room. He had a vague feeling that something was wrong. They were supposed to be suppressing bandits, but somehow the suppression had turned into fighting in the city.

"Master, we've found out that Yang Wu led the yamen men to the Chen family's old residence to arrest the Yin-Yang Scholar." A series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door, and an old man in a gray robe rushed into the room.

"Well done, Qi Chong! He suspects my Luo family of colluding with the Yin-Yang Scholar and is using this as a feint." Old Master Luo sneered.

"Sir, what should we do now?" the old man asked.

“Wait, Yin Yang Shu will die if he wants. This madman doesn’t consider the consequences of his actions. Sooner or later, this day will come. As long as it doesn’t involve my Luo family, there’s no problem,” said Old Master Luo.

Just then, a scream came from inside the courtyard.

"There are assassins!"

"Master, let's go!"

"what!"

...

Old Master Luo's face darkened. He drew the sword hanging on the wall and was about to leave when two corpses crashed through the door and fell to the ground.

A man in black rushed into the room, his sharp eyes fixed on Old Master Luo. Behind him were more than a dozen Luo family guards, all of whom looked panicked and dared not move forward. This was because the man in black was too strong; his punches and kicks seemed to have the force of ten thousand tons. Anyone who made the slightest contact would die instantly.

Two guards in the courtyard tried to stop them, but they were blown apart in a single exchange, turning into a cloud of blood mist, which immediately stunned the others.

Although protecting Old Master Luo was their duty, who would risk their life for a few taels of silver when they knew they would die?
"Who are you?" Even Old Master Luo could sense how terrifying the aura emanating from this person was.

"Who am I? Hahaha! I am the Yin-Yang Scholar! Old Master Luo, prepare to die!"

The man in black let out a wild laugh, then suddenly flashed and charged straight at Old Master Luo.

Old Master Luo was startled: "Stop him, you're not..."

He tried to dodge by stepping back, but the man in black was too fast, so fast that the naked eye could hardly catch it, and he left behind afterimages.

Grandpa Luo had no chance to dodge, and the others had no time to come to his rescue.

Thus, this palm strike, accompanied by a howling wind and waves, struck Old Master Luo squarely in the chest. Before Old Master Luo could even let out a scream, his body was blasted apart in mid-air.

The man flicked his hand, shaking off the pieces of flesh and blood from his arm, his gaze sharp.

"Get out of my way!"

This loud shout was truly like a lion's roar, shaking the heavens and the earth. The many constables blocking the doorway were so weak in the knees that they all fell to the ground.

"Sooner or later, I, the Yin-Yang Scholar, will turn this Baiyun County upside down! Haha!"

The man took a step forward, his entire body transforming into a blurry afterimage as he suddenly leaped up and scaled the wall.

(End of this chapter)