Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike.

Chapter 124 Not Surprising

"They must not die."

A gentle voice reached Zhang Yourong's ears.

The dagger in his hand, along with his palm, was being gently squeezed, making it impossible to stab any further.

She was so shocked that her eyes widened and she stopped breathing.

What came into view was a teenager who was half a head taller than himself.

Her youthful eyes held a hint of warmth. Her slightly pursed lips curled into a slight upturn, as if mocking the world.

"Brother Xin, why are you so late? Waaah..."

Zhang Yourong threw herself into Li Xin's arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

These days she's under pressure from her family, feeling like she's surrounded by enemies.

I held on and didn't collapse because of a promise from the other party.

Do you believe it?

"Of course I believe you!"

She recalled the moment the two of them signed the contract.

That was my determination to protect you no matter what, even if it meant facing mountains of knives or seas of fire.

This is a business deal, but it's more than just a business deal.

Zhang Yourong knew, and Li Xin knew too.

"Hey, who are you? Let go of my fiancée!"

Without a sound, a person appeared in the room; even Elder Sun, who was guarding outside, did not notice.

At this moment, the eldest son of the Wang family in Guangping already sensed that something was wrong.

He felt a chill run down his spine, and thought of someone, yet he couldn't quite believe it.

Li Xin shook his head and sighed: "It's my fault. I thought some people could become smarter and more sensible, so that I could have less bloodshed under my control."

But little did they expect that this world is, after all, not well-informed.

People who have some skills often fail to see others clearly, and even more so, fail to see themselves clearly.

In the end, there are still more fools than idiots...

These words came from the heart, for Li Xin had finally figured something out.

Even back in my previous life, when people put videos and news right under their noses, there were still people shouting that it was impossible, that it wasn't real, that it was definitely photoshopped.

They won't believe it.

When faced with a skilled opponent, many people will shout, "What if they don't cooperate?" or "Can we go into the ring?"

I don't believe it anyway.

Then they would say that the so-called top experts couldn't beat a few thugs, and they would talk about it with great relish.

When I see someone doing extreme sports, like high jump or low climbing, I exclaim in amazement, "This is simply unbelievable!"

When someone sees someone switching cards to steal something, and doing it so fast they can't even see it, they'll say, "That's a special skill."

It mainly focuses on the interaction between the left and right hemispheres of the brain.

You can disbelieve what you see with your own eyes, and you can treat what has spread your fame around the world as a fabricated charade.

Then what else can we believe in?

Li Xin could only tell these people that they could believe if they lost their lives.

He slightly raised his arm, and a pool of autumn water gently flowed over it.

Before Wang Leshui's rebuke could even finish, a red line appeared on his neck.

With a clattering sound.

His head suddenly tilted to one side, rolled off his shoulder, and landed on the ground with a thud.

Blood rushed to his neck, splashing up a foul odor, and his body fell straight backward.

"Let's go, I'll set things right and sweep away the evil influence."

Li Xin, carrying a knife in one hand, walked towards the door.

"and many more."

Zhang Yourong picked up the teapot on the table, poured cold water over her head, and then wiped her face, immediately becoming much more awake.

He replied, "I'll go with you."

The maid, Xiao Cui, mumbled something and woke up, clutching her forehead.

When I opened my eyes and saw the blood in the room, I was so frightened that I covered my mouth and almost screamed.

She looked around, tears streaming down her face, and whispered, "Miss."

He opened the door and his eyes lit up; he stumbled and followed behind.

"Li Xin?"

An old man turned around in horror, his gaze lingering for a moment on Wang Leshui's headless corpse inside the room, a chilling murderous intent flashing in his eyes: "You dare to ruin my Red Lotus plan, I will tear you apart and skin you alive."

"What the hell?"

Li Xin doubted that he had misheard.

Isn't this the Zhang family's house?

Why are you doing something related to the Red Lotus Cult again?

Forget it, I can't be bothered with any of the shady dealings involved.

That old guy's murderous gaze is really unsettling.

Just cut it down.

"This man is an elder of the Red Lotus Sect, surnamed Sun. He has mastered the [Red Lotus Karmic Fire Palm], and his palm power is formidable. He even burned a hole in my table."

He said even your master wasn't a match for him.

Zhang Yourong recovered her composure and, recalling the old man's vicious behavior earlier, gritted her teeth in anger.

"The Red Lotus Karmic Fire Palm?"

Li Xin had indeed heard of this name before.

I've heard that it's extremely painful to be hit by it.

But you have to be able to hit the target first.

As a crimson hand, wreathed in flames, was about to press against his chest, he pursed his lips and shook his head, saying, "Too slow."

chi...

A flash of light appeared.

Blood splattered.

The faster Old Man Sun charged, the faster he retreated.

Clutching his wrists, he screamed.

He noticed that the other person's long knife was so fast that it was invisible.

Furthermore, when he severed his own wrist, a strange fiery force emerged that actually overwhelmed his own karmic fire power.

It passes through the meridians and rushes straight to the five internal organs.

This force was like a red-hot steel needle, of frighteningly high quality.

Although the internal energy attached to the blade wasn't much, even with all his cultivation mobilized, he still couldn't block it.

At this moment, he experienced severe pain in his heart and lungs, and all his strength dissipated.

"I must say, your palm technique is far inferior to my master's."

Li Xin shook his head and walked forward.

This is also a common problem among martial artists in this era.

Before the fight, they all thought they were the best in the world and often looked down on others.

But true skill may be as far as the sky and the earth.

"What kind of damned Elder Red Lotus dares to act so arrogantly in front of me?"

Li Xin slashed with a single strike, like a gust of wind.

The glint of the blade blended into the wind.

【Xin Ting Hou】is incredibly sharp, cutting through meat and bones as easily as cutting water with a knife, without making a sound.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a timeless treasure, imbued with profound spiritual energy.

When it came into Li Xin's hands, it finally unleashed its full power.

He walked out of the courtyard.

A whoosh behind me...

Elder Sun's body was split in two, spilling a pool of blood.

As Zhang Yourong was being pulled forward, she felt as if her feet were on clouds, and her whole body felt light and airy.

She let out a long sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on her lips.

"Where's Bu Er Jun Zi? He disappeared when it mattered most. You're such an unreliable best friend."

Furthermore, Uncle De is nowhere to be found. If something really happens, not a single person will come to warn us.

Li Xin was still somewhat frightened.

He thought to himself that Zhang Yourong's guards were too few and too weak.

If Zhuang Hongxiu hadn't been so shrewd...

He muttered to himself for a moment.

I really didn't expect that, under the threat of the Yama's black post.

The Zhang family showed absolutely no fear, brazenly doing such a thing in their own home.

This is utterly humiliating the Zhang family's eldest branch.

They let outsiders into their home and had them commit illicit acts with the head of the household and their own young lady...

To tolerate it is to be promiscuous.

If you can't endure it, you're only courting death.

In any case, after this incident, Zhang Yourong was completely ruined.

What grudge or hatred could there be?

He can be more ruthless towards his own family than towards his father's killer.

It would be an injustice if such a family didn't fall into ruin.

But thinking about it, there's nothing new under the sun. Even within large families and the imperial palace, there are all sorts of sordid affairs…

Compared to the general public, it's not necessarily much better.

When people become malicious, it can sometimes be unbelievable.

It's no surprise that they do anything.

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Chapter 125 No Way Out

"Uncle De, Third Grandfather, and Fifth Grandfather must be under the control of the Second Branch of the family."

Xinlan was led away by her senior brother early on, supposedly because her master had something to do. She wondered how things were now.