In this chaotic world of martial arts, I'll become a god by adding skill points!

Chapter 122 Liu Tiangang

"Piaomiao Peak, Wang Anping."

The moment the words fell, the pupils of the Qingcheng Mountain disciples who had collapsed to the ground suddenly contracted.

Misty Peak...

Wang Anping's gaze swept over the group and landed on the young woman's torn clothes.

The bloodstains on the old woman's forehead, and on the several trembling villagers in the distance, who dared not speak out in anger.

He originally only intended to cripple their cultivation and punish them slightly.

But now, he has changed his mind.

"The disciples of Qingcheng Mountain took advantage of the chaos to bully the people, committing rape and plunder."

Wang Anping's voice was calm, yet carried a chilling undercurrent: "You, do you even deserve to be called human?"

The leader seemed to understand something from his tone, his face changed drastically, and he desperately tried to crawl backward: "You—what do you want?! We are from Qingcheng Mountain! You can't—"

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Anping had already raised his hand.

"puff!"

The powerful energy surged forth, precisely piercing the hearts of the seven men.

The seven figures twitched once, then went completely limp and died.

The village was deathly silent. Several villagers stared wide-eyed, while the young woman covered her mouth, afraid to make a sound.

Wang Anping withdrew his hand, turned to look at them, and softened his tone: "Gentlemen, there is no need to be afraid. These people have committed numerous evils and deserve to die."

If you have nowhere to go, head south and find a big city to settle down in.

You can decide what to do with their clothes and belongings; that's some compensation.

After he finished speaking, he didn't linger. With a flick of his body, he transformed into a stream of blue light and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Behind him, several villagers stared blankly in the direction he had left. After a long while, someone murmured, "A god—a god has descended to earth—"

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The sun was setting, and twilight was descending.

Wang Anping hurried along, but his heart grew heavier with each step.

The actions of the disciples of Qingcheng Mountain are merely a microcosm of a chaotic world.

The court and the rebels were locked in a stalemate, the people were displaced, and warriors took the opportunity to cause chaos.

How chaotic has the world become?

And what about his hometown, Zhenyuan County, right now?

He gritted his teeth and pushed his speed to the limit, the gust of wind generated by his Flowing Cloud Step leaving a long afterimage behind him.

Meanwhile, in Zhenyuan County.

The main hall of the county government office was brightly lit.

A tall, slender young man with a cold and stern face sat high in the hall, his aura deep and unfathomable, with faint traces of qi flowing around him.

He was dressed in the attire of a core disciple of the Qingcheng Mountain inner sect, and the emblem embroidered on his chest was more intricate and exquisite than that of ordinary disciples.

It was Liu Tiangang, the eldest son of the Liu family.

Below the hall, several local martial artists from Zhenyuan County knelt, trembling. Among them were a few martial arts instructors left behind by the Chen family martial arts school. They were wounded and covered in blood, clearly having struggled but ultimately succumbed to their opponent.

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"I'll ask you one more time."

Liu Tiangang's voice was not loud, but it carried a suffocating sense of oppression: "Who exactly wiped out my entire Liu family?"

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A martial arts master raised his head, gritting his teeth, and said, "Young Master Liu, we—we really don't know! We didn't even see the man in black who came that night—"

"Don't know?" Liu Tiangang sneered and pointed.

"puff!"

A sharp burst of energy erupted from his fingertips, instantly piercing the martial artist's shoulder and sending up a cloud of blood mist.

The martial artist screamed and collapsed to the ground, his body convulsing.

"I have plenty of patience, and I have plenty of methods."

Liu Tiangang stood up, slowly walked down the steps, and his gaze swept over the remaining people, including Chen Cuiting, like a venomous snake: "Your Chen family martial arts school colluded with rebels and took advantage of my absence to wipe out my entire Liu family."

Now that I have returned, I will surely pay for this blood debt.

He walked up to another martial arts master, bent down, and said in a low voice, "Speak, who is the mastermind? Where are they hiding?"

The martial arts master was deathly pale, his lips trembling, yet he stubbornly shook his head: "I—I don't know—".

"You don't know?" Liu Tiangang's lips curled into a cruel smile. "Then what use are you?"

Before he finished speaking, he slapped the martial artist on the head.

The man didn't even have time to scream before blood flowed from his seven orifices, and he collapsed to the ground.

The hall was deathly silent, save for heavy breathing and the sound of teeth chattering.

Liu Tiangang stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the remaining people in the hall and the few wealthy households from the county who were trembling in the corner.

He suspected these people were involved in the massacre, so he arrested and tortured them all.

Liangzhou, the General's headquarters.

Night had fallen, but the central command tent was still brightly lit.

General Zhou Kui was reviewing military reports at his desk when he heard hurried footsteps outside the tent.

"Report! Commandant Chen requests an audience with the General, saying he has important matters to report!"

Zhou Kui raised his head, his brows furrowing slightly: "Let him in."

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The tent flap was lifted, and a burly, travel-worn middle-aged man strode in, knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "This humble general, Chen Chaoming, pays his respects to the Great General!"

"Lieutenant Chen, what brings you to see me so late at night?" Zhou Kui put down the military report in his hand and looked at his beloved general.

Chen Chaoming raised his head, his eyes filled with anxiety and pleading: "General, this humble general dares to request leave to return to Zhenyuan County!"

"Zhenyuan County?" Zhou Kui raised an eyebrow. "Is it because of Liu Tiangang?"

Chen Chaoming gritted his teeth and said:

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General, please be wise! That Liu Tiangang, relying on his internal strength cultivation, has already gone on a killing spree in Zhenyuan County, harming innocent people!

My family members, martial arts students, and countless fellow villagers are now missing and their fates unknown!

"This humble general—this humble general simply cannot sit still any longer!"

As he spoke, he kowtowed heavily: "This humble general knows that the laws in the army are strict, and leaving the camp without permission is a capital offense."

But I humbly beg the General to grant me permission to return and rescue them!

After this matter is resolved, this humble general will certainly return to camp to accept punishment!

Zhou Kui remained silent for a moment, then got up, walked over to him, and reached out to help him up.

"Captain Chen, please get up."

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze deep: "I have already heard about what Liu Tiangang has done."

A master of the Gang Jin (罡劲) technique is indeed troublesome.

Are you confident about your return this time?

Chen Chaoming's face showed bitterness: "This humble general is merely at the Transformation Realm, far from being his match."

But that is my home, my wife, daughters and fellow villagers!

Even if we're defeated, we must go back! We'll die in our hometown!

Zhou Kui looked at him, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes, then patted him on the shoulder: "Well said, 'I'd rather die in my hometown!'"

What I admire most about you is your courage and spirit!

He changed the subject, his tone becoming serious: "However, since you are a general under my command, how could I send you to your death?"

Chen Chaoming was taken aback, then a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes: "General—"

Zhou Kui raised his hand to interrupt him, then turned and said in a deep voice towards the outside of the tent, "Someone! Go and invite General Cheng!"

A moment later, the curtain was lifted again, and a thin, stern-faced middle-aged man walked in.

He walked with a steady gait, his aura restrained.

But faintly, a subtle fluctuation of qi emanated from his body, revealing him to be a master of qi!

"General."

The man surnamed Cheng nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over Chen Chaoming, without saying anything more.

Zhou Kui pointed at him and said to Chen Chaoming, "This is General Cheng Yu, the Gang Jin retainer under my command."

Although you have never met, you must have heard of his reputation.

Chen Chaoming was startled.

Cheng Yu! The legendary master of the Gang Jin realm who single-handedly killed three peak-stage Nascent Soul cultivators and whose power terrified his enemies!

Zhou Kui continued, "Lieutenant Chen, I order you to set off immediately to return to Zhenyuan County for rescue. General Cheng will accompany you, providing protection along the way and offering assistance if necessary!"