I attained immortality through meditation in the Great Qian Dynasty.

"Then... what about these goods? Should we take them with us?"

"Bring my ass!"

Tu San spat.

"A burden! We'll have to feed and drink them on the road, and what if they shout and attract the soldiers? Once we've loaded all the money onto the carts, we'll just set this place on fire and burn it to the ground! When the authorities find it, all they'll find is a pile of charred remains, and there will be no evidence!"

"Burned...burned?"

Another voice trembled.

"Brother, this involves several lives..."

"Human life?"

Tu San sneered.

"Once they're in my hands, they're not people, they're goods! They're money! This batch of goods is about to become a liability, are we going to keep them until the New Year if we don't get rid of them? Don't be so soft-hearted! Anyone who dares to say a word, I'll chop them up first!"

On the stone slab, Zhao Zian's eyes were extremely cold.

He originally only wanted to assist the government in eliminating a local tyrant.

But now, he has changed his mind.

For this kind of beast, simply capturing him would be too lenient.

He communicated with the little fox in his sleeve again.

"Little one, do me a favor. Could you make some noise and distract those two men at the woodshed door?"

"No problem!" the little fox exclaimed excitedly. "Where do you want them to go?"

"Go to the front yard and make a big commotion so they think the government troops have broken in."

"Alright! Watch this fox!"

Xiao Bai leaped out of Zhao Zi'an's sleeve.

In just a dozen or so breaths.

"Fire! Fire!"

The two burly men at the entrance of the woodshed exchanged a glance.

"What happened?"

"It seems something happened in the front yard!"

"My elder brother is handling some business down there, and he instructed us not to leave..."

"Bullshit! What if it's government troops sneaking in? You stay here and guard the area, I'll go check it out!"

Another one ran towards the front yard carrying a knife.

The burly man who had been standing guard followed.

Zhao Zian walked into the woodshed.

The woodshed was piled high with firewood, and several buckets of tung oil were placed in the corner.

Tu San really intended to set the fire.

brute.

In an attempt to destroy evidence, they even considered burning so many innocent lives alive.

Zhao Zian squatted down and sketched in the air.

He needs a soundproof array.

A barrier quietly formed around a stone slab.

"nailed it?"

The little fox in the sleeve sent out an urgent message.

"That guy with the knife seems to have sensed something's wrong and is turning back! He has at most thirty breaths left!"

That's enough.

Zhao Zian responded in his heart.

He gripped the brass ring with both hands.

The stone slab, weighing hundreds of kilograms, was lifted upwards and moved aside.

Zhao Zian sneaked into the cellar entrance and replaced the stone slab.

In the cellar.

The one leading them was Tu San.

"Damn, we've struck it rich! This time we've really struck it rich!"

Tu San grabbed the gold bars.

Beside him, a tall, thin man with shifty eyes held up a pearl necklace in front of the torch.

"Brother, look at the luster and the smoothness! This string of beads is worth at least a hundred taels of silver! Tsk tsk, those rich ladies in the city are really wealthy."

Another short, stout man piled the gold ingots into a small mountain.

"Brother, there are three boxes of silver ingots in total, and the number is correct!"

Tu San nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright! When we get downstream, we'll find a place to melt down all this gold and silver, recast it into gold and silver ingots, and who the hell will know where it came from? Then we'll buy land and become a rich man, marrying seven or eight concubines!"

"Hehe, you're right, big brother!"

"I'll find one for each of the brothers too!"

On the other side of the cellar were several wooden cages.

Inside the cage, seven or eight women huddled together.

Only one girl, who was a little younger, about fifteen or sixteen years old, was still sobbing.

"Stop crying! Stop crying your mother's funeral!"

The tall, thin man cursed.

"If you fucking cry again, believe me, I'll cut your tongue out right now!"

The girl trembled with fear.

Tu San glanced at the cage.

"Alright, forget about them. They'll all be charred corpses by dawn anyway."

"Hurry up, load everything up, get ready to get on the bus!"

"Okay!"

The tall, thin man and the short, fat man responded.

Zhao Zian moved closer to the short, fat man from behind.

The short, stout man felt a chill down the back of his neck and wanted to turn around.

late.

Zhao Zian pressed on his Fengfu acupoint.

"Well……"

"Fat Tiger? What the hell are you doing?"

The tall, thin man heard the noise.

What he saw was Gian lying motionless on the money box.

Behind Gian, someone else had appeared out of nowhere.

A young man wearing a blue long gown.

The tall, thin man felt a blur before his eyes as someone grabbed him by the throat.

The needle was applied to the Renying acupoint next to his Adam's apple.

The tall, thin man's mind went blank, and the world began to spin before his eyes.

Zhao Zian casually tossed the tall, thin man who had collapsed to the side.

Tu San sensed that something was wrong.

"who!"

He turned his head and saw Zhao Zian.

He also saw two trusted subordinates lying motionless at Zhao Zi'an's feet.

Who is he?

Government lackeys? Impossible! Those incompetent officials don't have that kind of ability!

Other rivals from the underworld? Not like him! He doesn't have that kind of gangster air about him.

He couldn't see through the young man in front of him.

The other party was too calm.

"Who the hell are you?"

Zhao Zian remained silent.

Tu San was nothing more than a wild beast at its wit's end, with no other skills besides roaring and waving its claws.

And he was a hunter wielding a butcher's knife.

"court death!"

Tu San gripped his machete and swung it down at Zhao Zi'an's head!

Zhao Zian took half a step to the left.

The machete struck the stone wall behind him.

Zhao Zian touched the inside of Tu San's wrist, where he was holding the knife.

That is the Lieque acupoint on the Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin.

"Ugh!"

Tu San felt his right arm go limp, and the cleaver fell to the ground with a thud.

Gone!

His hand... he couldn't feel it!

What the hell kind of sorcery is this?

He'd spent half his life in the underworld, killing and robbing; what kind of scene hadn't he seen?

The other person disarmed him without even touching his knife!

Zhao Zian placed his palm on his lower abdomen.

Dantian and Qi Sea.

The place where martial artists store their energy, the source of their power.

"puff!"

Tu San's once formidable physique and brute strength, which he was so proud of, were completely depleted.

His legs gave way, and Tu San collapsed to the ground.

He became a living, useless person.

devil!

This guy is absolutely a devil!

The imprisoned women dared not utter a sound.

Zhao Zian stretched out his finger and placed it on the lock cylinder.

A soft sound.

The iron lock, which would normally require a sledgehammer to break, bounced open on its own.

"It's alright, you're safe now."

The women looked at each other, none of them daring to be the first to step forward.

A woman who was a little bolder took a step.

Seeing that Zhao Zian did not make any unusual moves, she took a second step.

Once there's a first one, there's bound to be a second.

Seven or eight women came out of the cage.

Zhao Zian walked up to Tu San.

He crouched down and stared at the bandit leader, who had become a cripple.