Skip this! Just tell me who to kill!

The little girl was so frightened by the crowd that her eyes reddened and tears welled up. She quickly hid behind her father.

Her father quickly turned around and bowed to everyone to apologize.

Watching her father's apologetic back, the little girl could no longer hold back her tears, which rolled down her cheeks.

She had heard her father and others say that the Master of Lingzhu Workshop was a very kind person who gave away grain to everyone.

So everyone volunteered to come here to work for the workshop master, hoping to become his disciple, learn magic, and go back to restore the farmland.

But... if the lord of the workshop were willing to use magic to revive the fields and crops, wouldn't everyone be able to quickly go back to farming and harvesting again?

A good harvest of grain will allow us to return it to the lord of the village more quickly, to express our gratitude for his help.

When someone learns magic in the future, they can help accelerate the ripening of farmland every year.

Isn't this... the way to restore the farmland more quickly and repay the master?

Why should I be scolded like this just because I asked if there was a better way?

The little girl cried as she suppressed all her questions and confusion.

Watching her father's bowed and apologetic back, a bitter feeling welled up in her heart.

From that moment on, she understood:

Anything the lord does is considered right. Even if there's a better way, it can't be revealed.

Just as the crowd was in a state of high spirits, pointing and whispering about the little girl and her father, whether to defend the Master of Lingzhu Workshop or to satisfy their own desire to give advice, it was unclear.

A cold voice suddenly rang out:

"Noisy."

As the words fell, a blood-red longsword gracefully slashed through the air.

Immediately, the men and women who were pointing and gesturing, seemingly filled with righteous indignation, froze in place.

scoff!

One by one, heads flew into the air, and jets of blood gushed into the sky, staining the floor crimson.

The man who was just pointing and gesturing at the little girl is now lying on the ground, dead on the spot.

This scene left all the ordinary people queuing in front of Lingzhu Manor stunned.

The little girl and her father stared blankly into their eyes.

A young man in slightly red robes rode an enormous wolf demon, accompanied by a woman of exceptional beauty and refined elegance, as they passed by.

As he passed by, the young man glanced at them briefly before looking away and continuing toward the main gate of the manor.

"Who dares to kill someone in front of me?"

Not only the mortals who were stunned, but also the alchemists from Lingzhu Manor behind them saw this scene.

but.

Because of the distance, the sorcerer could not see clearly.

They thought it was just a quarrel between ordinary people, but the quarrel led to a moment of anger and murder.

The fact that a mere mortal dared to kill someone in front of him, especially someone he had ordered to stand in line, undoubtedly enraged the sorcerer, who felt his dignity had been trampled upon.

However, when the sorcerer angrily approached Qin Muyuan, he sensed the intense bloodthirsty aura emanating from him.

The sorcerer's expression suddenly changed. He had been marching forward angrily, but he stopped in his tracks and immediately fled backward.

When he fled, he made no sound at all, nor did he warn the other sorcerers who heard the commotion and continued to rush to his aid.

It must be said that this sorcerer was very adept at seizing opportunities.

Unfortunately, Qin Muyuan's gaze had already been fixed on him long ago.

With a flick of his wrist, Qin Muyuan produced several crystal-clear spirit sands from his hand.

These are the spoils of war seized from the Yu family.

With a flick of his wrist, several spirit sands shot into the air, accompanied by flashes of lightning and blood-red light on his fingertips, as they burst forth like cannonballs.

shhhhhh!

Hearing the commotion behind him, the fleeing sorcerer turned around in terror, only to see streaks of lightning, mixed with blood-red light, shooting fiercely toward him.

The sorcerer's pupils constricted, and he quickly drew his sword from his waist to defend himself.

However, the [Electromagnetic Cannon], now at Lv5 level, combined with Qin Muyuan's own blood energy boost, boasts extremely strong long-range killing capabilities.

The sorcerer only managed to block the first spirit sand before his hands went numb from the shock. Several more spirit sands shot out at once, instantly engulfing the sorcerer.

Pfft, pfft.

The first spirit sand pierced the sorcerer's chest, the second spirit sand pierced his right eye, and the third spirit sand directly broke his neck, smashing his head off.

In the blink of an eye, this powerful sorcerer, who was considered incomparably strong by ordinary people, was instantly killed by the railgun.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Upon seeing this, the other alchemists who rushed over immediately reacted and shouted repeatedly.

Hearing the shouts of these sorcerers, the mortals outside finally realized that the people who had just killed someone were not Lingzhu Fangzhu's men, but rather the people who came to kill Lingzhu Fangzhu!

Instantly, the scene descended into chaos.

The mortals panicked and fled, while the sorcerer, under the pretext of calling for reinforcements, also quickly escaped back to the manor.

The entrance to the resort was cleared out immediately.

"Are we... just going to charge in like this?"

Fang Yuan asked, somewhat uncomfortably.

In all her years of life, this was the first time she had ever seen someone as arrogant as Qin Muyuan.

If anyone else wanted to kill Master Lingzhu, they would definitely find an opportunity to sneak into the manor and assassinate him in one fell swoop using array traps.

Who else would charge straight in from the front like Qin Muyuan?

"It's nothing, you'll get used to it."

Qin Muyuan did not notice Fang Yuan's surprise.

He rode Wangcai and continued towards the mountain village.

The left hand slowly rose, and the [wriggling hunger] mouth, like a gluttonous beast, suddenly opened wide.

An extremely mysterious fluctuation of spiritual energy emanated from [Wriggling Hunger].

"This is……?"

Fang Yuan sensed the somewhat familiar fluctuation and quickly looked over.

She saw twenty-seven powerful jade swords suddenly fly out from Qin Muyuan's glove palm.

These twenty-seven jade swords are made entirely of emerald green. On each sword, three inches from the hilt, is engraved the character "衡" (Heng).

"The sword that Yuheng used before?!"

Fang Yuan stared intently at the twenty-seven jade swords, her mind completely blank.

How did the Jade Balance Sword end up in Qin Muyuan's hands?

It can even be directly used by Qin Muyuan?

Fang Yuan suddenly recalled the incident where Qin Muyuan used that glove to devour Yuheng's corpse.

"It's this glove!"

Fang Yuan's gaze fell upon the [wriggling hunger], and she was suddenly filled with the same shock and greed she had felt when she saw her cousin Fang Zheng kill his younger brother and absorb his cultivation.

However, when Fang Yuan's gaze followed the gloves to Qin Muyuan.

The greed in his eyes vanished instantly.

after all.

Greed is greed.

But are they after Qin Muyuan?

Pulling it out is going to kill me!

"Go."

Wearing the [Wriggling Hunger] armor, Qin Muyuan raised his hand and waved it. Twenty-seven jade swords moved at his command, slaughtering through the manor like flying shuttles.

He originally came to ask Lingzhu Fangzhu a few questions.

But then I thought, since I'm already here...

They would casually collect some interest from those who had traveled a long way to get here.

For example, the heads of all the Lingzhufang Master's subordinates in the manor.