Quickly conquer the martial arts world, and let your fists dominate the heavens!

Chapter 225 Night Raid, Slaughter of the Entire Family! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
"Is this really true?" Shen Tingquan was also somewhat excited.

"Of course it's true, just bandits. In which mountain are they?"

"It's not in the mountains, it's in Yingtan County!"

"The bandits aren't in the mountains? They've stormed the city? They're that powerful?"

Chen Zhan was somewhat surprised. It wasn't surprising that the bandits were dead, but this was not the time after the fall of the Qing Dynasty. Back then, the world was in chaos, and bandits could occupy the mountains and even enter cities to rule a county.

Now that the Nationalist government has nominally unified the country, even if some areas are autonomous, it is impossible to allow bandits into the city.

"Well, no, that's not it. Those bandits went out of business a few years ago and started a horse trade, calling themselves the 'Jade Lake Horse Gang.' They were doing very well in Yingtan and had considerable influence. So when my son asked Mr. Li for help, I didn't want my benefactor to get involved."

Chen Zhan and Ye Ningzhen understood.

It seems this band of bandits is quite capable. In chaotic times, it's not too difficult to be a bandit and raise a group; all you need is courage and boldness.

But the bandits were doing so well that they managed to launder their money and become law-abiding citizens within a few years, forming a powerful gang with considerable local prestige, which made them quite formidable.

Chen Zhan flicked his wrist, holding the swords in both hands. The black cloth wrapped around the swords came off, revealing the true form of the two demonic swords.

Although the bloodstains had been wiped dry, the two demon swords reflected a dark red light under the setting sun, their patterns exuding an eerie quality.

"Whether it's a caravan or bandits, are you going to do the deal or not?"

For him, it didn't matter.

Whether they are bandits or not, you'll know once you go there; if they are, no one can stop them.

Shen Tingquan was also drawn to the two swords. After a quick glance, he said, "Japanese samurai swords?"

"That's right, I killed a nobody and got it. The knife is nice, but a Japanese sword isn't suitable for me."

"A nobody? If I'm not mistaken, these are both famous Japanese swords, and also cursed swords. The one with the longer blade should be the Muramasa cursed sword! The one with the narrower blade should be the Onimaru cursed sword!"

"You killed some nobody?" Shen Tingquan asked incredulously.

He didn't know much about the martial arts world, but he knew more about swords than anyone else, including the three most famous cursed swords in Japan: Muramasa, Onimaru, and Kitetsu.

The two swords in Chen Zhan's hands were genuine.
If such a knife were to fall into the market, it would be worth at least tens of thousands of taels of silver, and it would be impossible to buy. These kinds of knives are all in the hands of martial arts masters or the top figures in the military and political circles.

"Some kind of advisor to the Black Dragon Society, I can't remember," Chen Zhan said with a smile.

“Touyama Man, the number two figure in the Black Dragon Society,” Ye Ningzhen added.

However, mentioning the name is useless. Shen Tingquan recognizes the knife but not the person. He has never heard of the Black Dragon Society, but he knows it must be someone important.

"I can forge these swords for you, but I need to hire another person. It would be a waste if these two famous swords were not forged properly."

"Sure, whatever you want. I just want the finished product, and I won't pay you if I help you kill people."

"Of course, there's no need for money. Hiring people doesn't require money either. I still have that much face to spare, but you'll have to wait a few more days."

"can."

Chen Zhan took out two blueprints. He had changed his mind the day before and decided to make a knife instead of a sword.

A Tang-style horizontal sword, and a embroidered spring sword.

His martial arts skills are not well suited to swords, but rather to sabers and spears. However, spears are too inconvenient, and there isn't enough material for the two demonic swords.

The steel spear weighs tens of kilograms, while the two demon swords each weigh only a dozen kilograms.

The Tang Dynasty horizontal sword has a narrow, straight blade, which is more suitable for "stabbing and slashing".

The Embroidered Spring Blade has a straight blade with a curve, combining thrusting and slashing, making it suitable for close-quarters defense.

Actually, both types of knives are somewhat light, but there's no way around it; in the real world, it's impossible to maintain a suitable size and length while also being extremely heavy—there's no extraterrestrial meteorite iron.
After leaving the small courtyard, Chen Zhan and his two companions found an inn to stay overnight.

Chen Zhan agreed with Shen Tingquan to retrieve the knife in five days, and Chen Zhan also agreed to wipe out the bandits within five days.

But in reality, it doesn't take five days at all.

Yingtan is not far from Longquan, so Chen Zhan made the trip that very night. The Yuhu Caravan was quite famous locally, and he asked a night watchman for directions to the exact location, where he sneaked in with his demon sword in hand.

Judging by the sound of breathing, they found the one with the slowest breathing rate, pressed the knife against his neck, and the cold touch startled the man awake.

"I ask, you answer."

"You asked."

"Were you a bandit eight years ago?"

"I! I've never been a bandit!" the man said firmly.

"You haven't done it before? The bandits near Hongshan, weren't you?" Chen Zhan asked again.

"What Hongshan? You've got the wrong person!"

"Hmm, you have good mental fortitude, but when I mention Hongshan, your heart skips a beat."

"Pfft~!"

The demonic blade flashed, and a head fell to the ground, blood splattering everywhere.

Chen Zhan asked the two men again, and their answers were exactly the same, clearly indicating that they had made up their minds many years ago and were of one mind.

They immediately began the massacre.

After the bloodshed, Chen Zhan took the paper and pen, killed the people, and left their names and crimes on the door.

Actually, it's easy to trace the bandits' whereabouts. Less than ten years ago, they were still in Yingtan, not far from Hongshan, where they had become outlaws. When they were alive, they were powerful and the people dared not speak out.

Now that their entire family has been wiped out, naturally someone will point the finger at them.

The journey back from Yingtan took only a little over two hours; the night was still dark, and the pot of water was not yet cold.

The next day, Chen Zhan returned the demon sword. Shen Tingquan and his son were already preparing the furnace. They had all the equipment for blacksmithing and sword forging, but it hadn't been used for many years and needed to be repaired.

Shen Tingquan saw Chen Zhan bring the knife over, but he didn't pay much attention. He took out the knife to examine it and saw blood that had recently dried in the grooves of the blade.

"The Yuhu caravan, well, slaughtered them all. You can ask around in Yingtan and you'll find out."

"I'll come back for the knife in five days."

Shen Tingquan was stunned for a long time before Chen Zhan's figure had already left the courtyard, and then he shouted, "I will not fail in my mission!"

Looking at Chen Zhan's figure and then at the blood on the samurai sword in his hand, Shen Tingquan was somewhat dazed.

A grudge held for ten years was extinguished in one night.
So that solved it?

Moreover, Yingtan is a distance away, requiring a round trip in one night, and they also need to kill all the bandits.

The leader of the martial arts alliance is no leader, he's a demon lord.

Whether it's demonic or not is irrelevant to him, the swordsmith; his only concern is to forge Chen Zhan's sword well.

To enjoy some time alone together, they left the little fox at the inn to practice his skills.

These past few days, Chen Zhan has been taking Ye Ningzhen on a trip around Longquan. Xiazhang Village, located in the northern suburbs of Longquan, has natural scenery.

Forests, waterfalls, canyons, and cliffs.

There is the Baiyun Waterfall with a drop of over 100 meters, cascading down in a thousand miles with a thousand different shapes. There is also the confluence of Yanzhang Creek and Baishui Gully. Surrounded by high mountains, with a valley in the middle, it looks like a pocket when viewed from above. The mountains and waters are interdependent, and the scenery is beautiful.

Rare scenery, rare leisure time.

In fact, I've only been here for a little over half a year, but I've done a lot, experienced life and death, and been constantly on the move.

According to Chen Zhan's plan, going south should bring some peace and quiet for a while.

Let's consolidate the martial arts world, then sit back and watch the clouds rise, and see if the Japanese will arrive as scheduled next year.

(End of this chapter)