Wuxia Across the Heavens: I Collect Side Effects

Chapter 118 Killing Laudenau

Meanwhile, Laudenau, on the other side, had been extremely anxious lately.

He had been lying in wait on Mount Hua for many days, trying to find out Ning Xin's background, the details of his martial arts, and his ulterior motives. However, Ning Xin was like a slippery eel, extremely cunning, and his words and actions were watertight. He would not reveal the slightest flaw. No matter how he tried to probe or deliberately engage in conversation, he could not get any information.

When the news reached Songshan, Zuo Lengchan didn't believe it at all.

In his view, Ning Xin's movements were unparalleled and his swordsmanship was unpredictable. He could not possibly be a self-taught amateur without a school or sect. He must have secretly cultivated in Mount Song.

But that's impossible; he checked it himself.

He concluded that Laudenuo was incompetent, jealous that Ning Xin was highly regarded by Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze, and fearing that he would be neglected and lose his value, so he deliberately did the deliberate perfunctory and concealed the truth, and was passive and lazy.

Zuo Lengchan then severely reprimanded Lao Denuo, stating bluntly that he was mentally unbalanced and narrow-minded.

Reprimanded by his master and unable to find any clues, Lao Denuo panicked completely.

He knew in his heart that if he continued to waste his time without making any progress, he would eventually be abandoned by Zuo Lengchan and would never be able to return to Songshan. He would end up in a dilemma with nowhere to go.

In his anxiety, Laudenuo finally made up his mind to stop testing the waters and go directly to Ning Xin to confront him and force him to reveal the truth.

Little did he know that at the very moment he plotted to confront Ning Xin, Ning Xin had already resolved to kill him.

Leaving this hidden threat in Songshan will only lead to more trouble later; it's better to take this opportunity to eliminate it completely and prevent future problems.

Night fell over the back of Mount Hua, the forest was deep and dark, and a cold wind rustled.

Ning Xin walked slowly into a secluded spot in the back mountain, with Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze following quietly behind him, hidden in the shadows of the trees.

The two were still worried.

Firstly, they feared that Laudenau would notice something amiss and take the opportunity to escape, making it difficult to eliminate this hidden danger from then on.

Secondly, he was also worried about Ning Xin. This was the first time Ning Xin had killed someone since he entered Huashan. He was afraid that Ning Xin was not calm and lacked experience, and that he might be injured by Lao Denuo.

They only thought Ning Xin was a young man new to the martial world, who had never been involved in killing and whose mind was pure. Little did they know...

As early as the chaotic world of Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, Ning Xin had experienced countless battles and killed countless people. His decisiveness and ruthlessness were ingrained in his heart, and he would never be cowardly or hesitant.

For him, today's meeting on the back mountain was nothing more than eliminating a hidden threat.

The night wind was bleak on the back mountain, and the shadows of the trees swayed.

Laudenuo stood in the woods, watching Ning Xin approach slowly, and said calmly, "Junior Brother Ning, you've arrived."

Ning Xin remained calm, as always, displaying impeccable manners and showing no sign of anything amiss: "Brother, what brings you here so late at night?"

Suppressing his anxiety, Lao Denuo feigned a sigh and said, "It's nothing much, I just wanted to ask about the origin of your martial arts. Reprimands have already come from Mount Song. I've been lying low for half a year, yet I still can't figure out your background at all. Both my master and I are very curious—where did your astonishing swordsmanship come from?"

Ning Xin nodded slightly, his tone amiable: "So that's what it was about. Senior brother, come closer, I'll tell you in private."

Upon hearing this, Laudenuo's eyes lit up. He assumed that Ning Xin was young and naive, and that he could easily get information out of him. Without any suspicion, he quickly moved closer.

The moment the two were within arm's reach, Ning Xin's last trace of composure vanished, replaced by a sudden surge of murderous intent.

The Azure Water Sword was suddenly drawn from its sheath, its cold light flashing, and its tip, like a bolt of lightning, pierced straight for Laudenau's vital throat.

Laudenau was, after all, a cunning and seasoned spy. Years of navigating dangerous situations had ingrained his instincts into his very bones. Sensing the murderous intent, he abruptly turned and retreated, hastily drawing his sword to parry.

Although he reacted quickly, his expression was already in chaos, and his moves were flustered and disorganized, completely losing his usual composure.

Forced into a corner, Lao Denuo dared not hold back any longer and immediately unleashed the authentic Songshan sword technique. His swordplay was fierce and unpredictable, with strict rules and discipline, showing that his cultivation was indeed not weak and that he was by no means an ordinary person.

Unfortunately, he encountered Ning Xin, who had already mastered the Evil-Slaying Sword.

The sword light spun faster and faster, each strike stronger than the last, leaving Laudenuo struggling to parry and forced to retreat step by step. Before long, several bloody gashes appeared on his body from the sword energy, his clothes stained with blood, and his breathing became chaotic.

While struggling to stay afloat, Laudenau gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice, "Why? I've never had a grudge against you, why are you trying to kill me?"

Ning Xin continued drawing his sword, his tone indifferent and calm: "There's not much reason, I just don't want to let you continue to lurk in the shadows and disrupt the peace of Mount Hua."

"Have you forgotten the kindness of Mount Song in nurturing and cultivating you?" Laudenuo's eyes flashed with sternness as he tried to pressure him with sentimentality.

Ning Xin gave a faint scoff: "I'll remember that, so I'll spare Zuo Lengchan's life from now on. As for you—it's almost dawn, time to get going."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Xin's sword aura suddenly surged.

A single sword strike aimed straight for the throat, swift and decisive.

Laudenuo hurriedly raised his sword to parry, but with a sharp crack, the Azure Water Sword, sharp as never before, followed his momentum and cleaved his entire right arm off at the shoulder.

Blood gushed out, and Laudenau shuddered in pain, instantly losing his balance.

Ning Xin gave him no chance to catch his breath, his figure flashing as he closed in, his sword tip piercing straight into Laudenau's throat with perfect accuracy.

The wind suddenly stopped, and the struggle vanished in an instant.

Laudenau's eyes widened, and he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Not far away, deep in the shadows of the trees, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze stood quietly in the dark. They looked at each other, both deeply shaken, and did not reveal themselves for a long time.

They assumed that Ning Xin, being a first-time killer, would hesitate, be inexperienced, and be emotionally unstable.

As one could see just now, Ning Xin's actions were ruthless and decisive, his moves clean and efficient, his killing style fluid and unrestrained, without the slightest hesitation or cowardice typical of a young man.

This calmness, this decisiveness, this ruthlessness of eliminating all traces of the enemy—it doesn't seem like the first time he's stained with blood.

Let alone newcomers to the martial arts world, even if they were truly in a life-or-death battle, they would never be able to be so calm and ruthless, deciding life and death with a single move.

Yue Buqun's eyes were deep and unfathomable; he found it increasingly difficult to understand his nephew.

This is more than just a martial arts fanatic; he is clearly someone who has experienced countless bloody battles, with killing and ruthlessness ingrained in his very bones.

The two returned to their room.

Ning Zhongze couldn't help but speak first.

"Isn't this too ruthless, Xin'er?"

"Perhaps this is the education of Mount Song. After all, we don't know what kind of training Ning Xin underwent on Mount Song."

"But..

'

"No buts, I would rather Linghu Chong learn some of Ning Xin's ruthlessness."

Yue Buqun also came to his senses at this moment. Thinking of Zuo Lengchan, he realized once again how ruthless Zuo Lengchan was.

Ning Xin must have been through a lot.

In his mind, he had already imagined Ning Xin's ruthless experiences.

The face of Linghu Chong appeared in his mind. How could Linghu Chong compare to Ning Xin, or the ruthless disciples of the Songshan Sect?