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

Chapter 91 Chaos

Senior Brother Li and the two girls didn't even have time to scream before they collapsed to the ground, lifeless, their eyes wide open, filled with disbelief and despair.

They died unable to understand why they had ended up like this, when all they wanted was to take shortcuts and curry favor with their senior brother.

Wang Anping slowly withdrew, his gaze calmly sweeping over the three corpses on the ground, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

He was not a bloodthirsty person, but he never hesitated to take action against those who harbored malice.

He stepped forward, kicked the corpses on the ground, and confirmed that the three were completely dead.

Although he now carries several hundred taels of silver notes and some loose silver, he cannot forget his skills in touching corpses.

He reached out and groped around a few times, collecting more than forty taels of silver. He smacked his lips, thinking that they were not from wealthy families, no wonder they had to do such a thing to flatter them.

After packing up the harvest, he turned and walked to the campfire, adding some dry branches. The fire blazed brightly again, illuminating his cold profile.

However, a hint of seriousness appeared between his brows.

I had neglected Liu's eldest son in Qingcheng Mountain, and now it seems that he's causing trouble.

But he didn't regret it.

If given another chance, he would still make the move.

When we become stronger, we can find a way to eliminate the root of the Liu family, and then there won't be any problems.

Silence returned to the dilapidated temple.

Only the crackling of the campfire and the sound of wind and rain outside the window remained.

The four corpses on the ground silently testify to their greed and the consequences of their actions.

As the morning light pierced through the rain, the damp mountain forest was filled with the fresh scent of earth and vegetation.

The bonfire in the dilapidated temple had long since gone out, leaving only a patch of gray embers.

Wang Anping stood up, his gaze sweeping over the several already stiff and cold corpses in the corner, his expression calm and unwavering.

He brushed off non-existent dust from his clothes and pushed open the half-closed temple door.

I rode my horse into the dim light of dawn.

The rain had stopped, but the mountain path was muddy, and soon the dilapidated temple was far behind us.

He wasn't too bothered; last night's events were just a minor incident on his journey.

It is appropriate to eradicate evil completely and eliminate potential threats that could affect Zhenyuan County.

As for Liu's eldest son who was cultivating in Qingcheng Mountain—a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He would find him and settle things once his martial arts had improved further.

Around noon, he followed the official road and saw the outline of a town in the distance.

The town is small, with gray walls and black tiles, and sparse smoke from chimneys, yet an unusual commotion can be faintly heard.

As they got closer, they saw a large crowd gathered at the town entrance, with cries, shouts, and the sound of horses' hooves all mixed together in a chaotic mess.

Several faded conscription flags fluttered in the wind, beneath which stood several soldiers in uniforms, armed with knives and guns, driving the crowd away menacingly.

A group of ragged people, all of them men, were tied together with ropes.

They were all pale and emaciated, with numb or terrified eyes.

A gaunt man was pushed to the ground, and the soldier's whip immediately lashed out, making a crisp sound and the old man's wail.

There was a checkpoint at the entrance to the town, where soldiers checked people coming in and out.

Several young men who looked slightly stronger were forcibly pulled out of the line, ignoring their families' pleas, and forced into simple prison uniforms and shoved into the waiting oxcart.

Further into the town, it seemed that even more soldiers were searching house to house, causing chaos and the sounds of banging on doors and cursing could be heard from time to time.

A sense of oppressive panic and despair permeated the air.

The scene before him was even more brutal and chaotic than what he had seen in Zhenyuan County.

While the conscription in Zhenyuan County was at least somewhat concealed, here it was blatant forced labor, like scraping the land dry, showing no mercy.

Wang Anping stood behind an old tree not far away and watched quietly for a moment.

This was not the first time he had witnessed the chaos and suffering of war in times of chaos, where people were living in misery.

However, the town's size clearly cannot support such a large-scale conscription. This is no longer a normal replenishment of soldiers; it's more like draining the pond to catch all the fish, disregarding the lives of the people.

The court's rule seemed to be more precarious than he had imagined.

He had planned to go into town to replenish his food and water supplies and find a new mount, but upon seeing this situation, he frowned slightly.

Once he gets close, his physique and bearing will inevitably attract attention, and those fierce soldiers will certainly not let such a strong and muscular man go unpunished.

Although I'm not afraid of trouble and can easily get rid of it, if it causes a commotion, it's bound to cause unnecessary complications.

"That's enough."

He shook his head, having made up his mind.

As for supplies, it would be better to detour to a more remote village.

Or they could simply find some wild fruits and prey in the mountains and forests to sustain themselves for a few days.

He had enough dry rations to last him for a while, so there was no need to get involved in unnecessary conflicts here.

After taking one last look at the chaotic and desolate town entrance, Wang Anping turned and quietly disappeared into the dense forest beside the road.

He chose a more secluded path, far from the main road, and continued in his intended direction.

The cries and clamor behind me gradually faded, eventually being completely drowned out by the sound of the wind and birdsong in the mountains.

The road ahead is long and uncertain, and the future is uncertain.

The only thing he was certain of was that he had to continuously improve his own strength.

Only then can one uphold the principles in one's heart and protect the people and things one wants to safeguard in this increasingly chaotic world.

As for this turbulent world, the common people are like ants—

He exhaled softly, his steps becoming increasingly firm and steady, before disappearing into the depths of the mountains and forests.

Wang Anping continued along the path at the foot of the mountain.

Last night's rain made the mountain path muddy and slippery, and the horses' hooves kept slipping.

He simply dismounted, took the reins, and walked slowly.

The mist in the mountains and forests had not yet dissipated, the air was fresh but chilly, and the only sounds were the clatter of horses' hooves in the mud and his own footsteps.

As we were walking, a deafening tiger roar suddenly came from the depths of the dense forest ahead!

"roar-!!!"

The roar was deafening, carrying the majesty and ferocity of the king of beasts, startling the birds in the forest into a flurry of flight.

The horse beside Wang Anping was startled instantly, let out a long neigh, and suddenly reared up, breaking free of its reins from his grasp.

"Whoa—!"

Wang Anping reacted very quickly, trying to steady the horse, but the horse was completely gripped by fear.

It turned around and ran wildly, completely disregarding orders.

The slippery mountain road exacerbated the danger, with horses kicking wildly and mud splashing everywhere.

In a panic, he ran towards a slope on the outside of the path that was half covered by vines!

"not good!"

Wang Anping's gaze sharpened as he discerned that the dark area below the slope was clearly a steep pit or cliff.

He tried to use his movement skills to intercept, but it was too late due to the distance.

There was a sharp cracking sound, as if a withered branch on the edge had been broken.

With a terrified whinny, the horse slid and fell to the ground, the sound of it rolling and landing heavily followed, and then it fell silent.

Wang Anping walked quickly to the edge of the slope, parted the vines, and looked down.

Below, about three or four zhang deep, lay jagged rocks. His mount, broken and splintered, lay there motionless, clearly dead.

The bottom of the pit was overgrown with vegetation, and a faint, fishy smell wafted from it.

Damn it! All my dry rations are wasted.