Can diligence compensate for lack of talent? But I'm a martial arts genius!

A strange light gleamed in Xu Hongyi's eyes. This "Mr. Niu" was either arrogant or confident in his own strength, confident that he could take Xue Wuya's head by himself!

Su Changqing made this request because he didn't want to share the money with others. As for whether he could deal with Xue Wuyai, Su Changqing was confident in his own strength.

Of course, confidence is not arrogance, and Su Changqing would not underestimate his enemies.

After a moment's thought, Xu Hongyi said, "Alright! Then we'll do as Mr. Niu says. This is information about Xue Wuyai, so please prioritize your own safety!"

Manager Xue opened his mouth, filled with doubt. Xu Hongyi had actually agreed to assign this task to this martial artist who was visiting Mingxin Tower for the first time? Even if the other party was suspected to be a martial artist at the Divine Power Realm!

Xu Hongyi took out another scroll and handed it to Su Changqing. Su Changqing took it and carefully browsed through it. It contained detailed information about Xue Wuyai, some of his subordinates, and Xue Wuyai's current whereabouts.

"Without the intelligence support from Mingxin Tower, it would have been impossible to obtain such detailed information by acting alone!"

Su Changqing thought to himself.

"Then, Master Xu, I'll take my leave now."

Su Changqing then packed up the scroll, said goodbye to Xu Hongyi, and set off. He needed to go and return quickly to complete the bounty today, otherwise things might change.

Su Changqing disappeared from Mingxin Tower.

Only after Su Changqing left did Steward Xue finally say, "Lord Xu, sending this Niu-surnamed martial artist alone to deal with Xue Wuyai is a loss for Mingxin Tower if he fails."

A glint of light flashed in Xu Hongyi's beautiful eyes: "About a few months ago, Gong Zheng, the master of Feiyun Martial Arts School, died in the vicinity of Woniu Town. It is said that he happened to encounter bandits from the Yellow Flag Army and unfortunately perished. However, according to our Mingxin Tower's intelligence, this is not the case. The person who killed him was a man known as Mr. Niu. This person has a mysterious identity, great superhuman strength, and is suspected of mastering martial arts techniques!"

Manager Xue's heart skipped a beat. He wasn't stupid, and he blurted out, "Is he the 'Mr. Niu' who killed Gong Zheng?"

"Most likely."

Xu Hongyi nodded. A martial artist at the Divine Power Realm with a mysterious identity, who claimed to be surnamed Niu, the unassuming man from earlier was most likely Mr. Niu who killed Gong Zheng. Since he had a record of killing a martial artist at the Divine Power Realm, mastered the fist technique, and proposed to deal with Xue Wuyai alone, he was probably confident. Therefore, Xu Hongyi agreed.

"A martial artist at the Divine Power Realm who has mastered the fist technique... stands out among those at the same level in combat strength. But this Xue Wuyai is no simpleton; he's a martial artist who cultivates demonic arts. If the two were to clash, who would win? It's truly unpredictable. I really want to witness this battle with my own eyes!"

Manager Xue muttered to himself, his emotions churning. It was a great pity that he couldn't witness such a duel between masters!

Su Changqing did not deliberately conceal his identity as "Mr. Niu" for a simple reason: his martial arts skills were very distinctive and difficult to hide. Even if he used a new identity, it would be easy to be identified once he made a move. The sudden appearance of a new master would only attract attention, so it was better to continue to act as Mr. Niu!

Su Changqing then left the city and headed towards Black Crow Mountain, north of Dafeng City.

Black Crow Mountain is a remote place with many poisonous insects and ferocious beasts. According to the intelligence Su Changqing obtained from Mingxin Tower, the Blood Cloud bandits, led by Xue Wuyai, are hiding in Black Crow Mountain!

It was dusk, and the setting sun cast a dim, yellowish light, making the entire Black Mountain appear desolate and eerie.

At this moment, deep in the Black Crow Mountain, a group of more than ten people walked briskly. They were dressed in tight-fitting clothes and carried supplies such as wine and meat. They walked on the rugged mountain road, but did not seem to be struggling. They were all martial artists.

Each of the martial artists in the group had a trace of sorrow on their face.

"These damned bastards are using the young master as leverage. He's the hope of our Hou family... He absolutely cannot be allowed to suffer any harm!"

"It's like a martial artist gritting his teeth," a martial artist said.

They were from the Hou family, who lived near Black Crow Mountain. They were a powerful local force at the foot of Black Crow Mountain. However, not long ago, a group of bandits kidnapped the young master of the Hou family and used him to threaten the Hou family into obeying their orders and providing for the bandits' living expenses.

That would have been fine, but these strongmen also put forward conditions that the Hou family could hardly meet!

"Silence!"

A middle-aged man leading the Hou family shouted in a low voice that they were almost there and that if the gang of thugs heard their discussion, trouble would surely follow!

Passing through a grove of trees ahead, a dilapidated temple, the Mountain God Temple, came into view, nestled in the Black Crow Mountain.

"Did you bring the things?"

At that moment, a cold, eerie voice rang in everyone's ears.

Under a large tree ahead, a ghostly figure was staring at the group. It was a man in gray clothes, his skin as pale as paper, without any color in his skin, like a ghost or phantom!

"Sir, everything has been brought!"

The middle-aged man said respectfully, waving his hand.

The other Hou family warriors immediately put down the fine wine, meat, vegetables, fruits and other items they were carrying.

"Excellent, fine wine!"

The man in gray picked up a wine jar, smelled the wine inside, and nodded in satisfaction.

But before the Hou family could breathe a sigh of relief, the man in gray asked, "And what about what our eldest brother wanted?"

These words caused the Hou family members' lips to twitch. The middle-aged man had no choice but to bite the bullet and say with a troubled expression, "Sir, the thing you want... our Hou family really can't get it!"

The gray-clad man didn't want money or supplies; he wanted young boys and girls. The leader of this group practiced demonic arts and needed to drink the blood of young boys and girls every so often. The Hou family was law-abiding in the area, but this crossed their bottom line, and they couldn't comply!

"Alright... fine, I've put you in a difficult position."

The man in gray nodded, his face expressionless, as if to let the matter drop.

"laugh!"

Before the Hou family could breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly, a cold and cruel look appeared on the gray-clad man's face. In a flash, he appeared next to a young Hou family martial artist. His right hand, with its five fingers together, resembled a sharp knife, and he plunged it fiercely into the young martial artist's heart.

Then the man in gray dug hard and actually dug out his still-beating heart!

"Hou Ying!"

The Hou family warriors cried out in alarm, and the young warrior staggered and fell to the ground.

The man in gray, clutching a bloodied heart, swept his gaze over the Hou family members, who were filled with a mixture of anger and fear. His voice was as cold as ice: "If you're unwilling to offer us the blood of young boys and girls, then we'll use your blood to make do. If you dare to deceive us like this again tomorrow, tomorrow will be the day your entire Hou family is wiped out!"

"Stop it, all of you!"

The gray-clad man's ferocity caused the Hou family's martial artists to clench their fists, some even gripping their sword hilts, but the middle-aged man forcefully stopped them. This group of strongmen truly had the ability to wipe out the Hou family!

"Our Hou family has always been kind to others. Are we really going to perish at the hands of these villains?"

The middle-aged man and the Hou family warriors also felt a sense of sorrow; this world was a world where the strong prey on the weak.

But suddenly, a footstep sounded, and from the shadows of the trees in the distance, a tall man dressed in black with a sharp demeanor slowly walked towards them. As he walked, it was as if a swift wind accompanied him, and he moved with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger!

The newcomer was none other than Su Changqing, who had entered Black Crow Mountain and rushed over after hearing the commotion of the two sides facing off!

Su Changqing's gaze swept around the room, finally settling on the gray-clad man. His eyes lit up slightly: "Liu Xing'an, the third-ranked member of the Blood Cloud Bandits? His head is worth two hundred taels of silver!"

Su Changqing's main goal was to kill Xue Wuyai. Apart from him, the heads of all the other Blood Cloud Bandits were also valuable!