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Chapter 208 Ambush
At this moment, Ben Shan felt like he was going crazy.

Everything was going well—he had latched onto a powerful patron, gained his master's favor, and driven Zhengde to his death. He was on the verge of success, and might even be able to secure a position as a lama based on his achievements.

However.
In the blink of an eye, he fell from the Western Paradise into Hell.

He witnessed firsthand how the master and the petty thief suddenly reconciled halfway through their fight, then saw the thief respectfully return the sword to the master, then saw the seemingly amicable Cai Yuankui suddenly subdue him, and finally saw the master casually swing his sword, cutting the pale-faced scholar off the cliff.
Too many things beyond comprehension flooded his mind, leaving Ben Shan momentarily dumbfounded.

It wasn't until he saw that smiling figure gradually walking towards him that Ben Shan suddenly realized what was happening.

—The words the pale-faced scholar uttered before his death came to mind.

Ben Shan, whose mind had been clouded by wine and women for years, suddenly became clear-headed. He quickly stood up and began to kowtow to Zhou You repeatedly.

"Master, no, chivalrous sir, chivalrous sir! I have already sent a secret message to my master for help as you requested. Please spare my life—I am nothing but a piece of trash, I am no trouble at all, and besides, I am just a small fry who has not been involved in any of the Tantric matters. Please spare me this time, please spare me this time!"

However, to his surprise, the person actually stopped in front of him.

However, before Ben Shan could burst into tears, that person—also Zhou You—smiled and said to Cai Yuankui.

"Hey Lao Cai, is everything he said true?"

Cai Yuankui casually tossed a waist token aside and replied in a casual tone.

"Master, you...you must be joking with me. In the entire Lizhou, could you possibly find an innocent member of the Tantric sect? Let me think... Half a month ago, this guy and a bunch of cronies gang-raped a widow to death. A month ago, it was him who dragged an eight-year-old child behind a horse, just for his amusement, until the child was dragged to death. Two months ago, to please his master, he specifically sought out seven young girls and used a live skinning method to peel off their skin."

With each word Cai Yuankui spoke, Benshan's body trembled more violently. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer, so he hurriedly crawled a few steps and slammed his head hard onto the floor.

"Grandpa, Ancestor! Please spare my life, considering how diligently I've served you these past few days. I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. If you spare me, I'll leave the Tantric sect as soon as I get back and turn myself in to the authorities!"

Upon hearing this, the other party fell into thought again. Just when Ben Shan thought he could finally escape with his life, Zhou You suddenly spoke to Cai Yuankui again.

However, what came out was not the plea for mercy that Ben Shan had imagined.

"Then I say, Lao Cai, what use is this guy anymore?"

"What use is he? He's a piece of trash. He's just a waste of food when he's alive and a waste of land when he's dead."

"--Alright then, let's just cut it down."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ben Shan felt a sharp pain in his body.

He slowly lowered his head and saw only a cold sword blade piercing through his chest.

A few breaths later, Zhou You simply pulled the blade from the other man's chest and casually flicked away the specks of blood.

A comfortable tremor followed the tremor from Duanxie.

...Judging from the situation, this old fellow has been displeased with Ben Shan for a long time.

Zhou You raised his head and said to Cai Yuankui.

"Now that all the necessary personnel have been dealt with, then..."
"—Is there only one last thing left?"

Cai Yuankui nodded, and silently drew the giant bow from the darkness once more.

With an indifferent expression, he aimed at Zhou You's body.
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Half a day later, it was still the same hillside.

After receiving a letter from his disciple requesting help, the Venomous Snake Monk hurried to the location of Changliu Village.

Looking around, the once lingering barrier had completely disappeared, and the colorful radiance had faded away, leaving only a barren wasteland.

But the venomous monk didn't rush inside. Instead, he turned to the disfigured man beside him and asked, "What do you think?"

Since all the members of the Tantric sect had been transferred away during this period, he only had this one person by his side to command in the rush.

The disfigured man lifted his hood, revealing a hideous face that resembled a monster. He dragged his eyelids, first sniffing with his nose, which was now just a hole, and then said respectfully.

“My lord, there is no ambush here. There is only the smell of blood ahead, as well as the sandalwood scent of the shattered Vajra of Zhengde. It seems that some of those scoundrels perished together with the Vajra.”

Hearing this, the snake monk finally breathed a sigh of relief.

—All of this matches what the apprentice wrote in his letter.

It seems they had indeed driven Zhengde into a corner, but an unexpected event occurred along the way.

"What about the one from Ben Shan and the one from the Luo An faction?"

"I haven't sensed it yet, but their scent lingers, so it seems they're deeper inside."

The snake monk nodded, then walked towards the inn without touching the ground.

The journey wasn't long, so the two of them quickly arrived at the location of the Yin Road.

Here, the scenery changes again.

The snake monk slowly raised his head and looked around.

Unlike the scattered corpses outside, the remains inside were incredibly diverse—some were gnawed to death, some were dismembered, some were haphazardly pieced together, and some were roasted alive to a crisp.
The only similarity is that all of them suffered greatly before they died.

The snake monk wasn't afraid of the sight at all—it was nothing compared to the methods of their Tantric sect—he just frowned and muttered to himself.

"Is this... the opening of the Yin Gate?"

Having pursued him for so long, he knew this was one of the combat methods of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. But the problem was that to open the Yin Gate, two conditions had to be met.

1. The other party must enter completely voluntarily.

2. Monk Zhengde must be able to command the hell realm.

But it's one thing for others, but the itinerant monk from the Luo An sect couldn't possibly have failed to recognize such an obvious trap. Besides, Zhengde himself had sealed off the Hell Path; how could he possibly...
However, just as the snake monk was pondering this, he suddenly kicked something at his feet.

He looked down and saw a face with its eyes wide open in death.

—It was his own disciple, Ben Shan's face.

The snake monk remained silent for a few seconds, but his face did not show any sadness. He simply squatted down and turned over Ben Shan's body as if it were none of his business.

Compared to the other creatures around him who had died in all sorts of bizarre ways, Ben Shan was much more intact, with only one fatal wound on his chest.

"It looks like a sword wound. Could it be from the swordsman the Dharma King mentioned? But according to the report, although that person's sword is fast, there's no way he could possibly be a match for all the experts in Lizhou."

But at that moment, a hoarse voice came from the other side.

"My lord, would you please come over here?"

　There will be an extra chapter later, but I might be writing it until midnight, so you guys can wait until tomorrow to read it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)