Speed had always been his absolute weakness, yet now, he surprisingly had the chance to catch up, which was a huge surprise for him.
After speeding along for several minutes, he quickly approached another winding dirt road across the endless Black Soil Plains.
A group of burly n clad in black leather armor, carrying all sorts of rusty weapons, were leading their horses at a leisurely pace along the road.
Most of these n had blue tattoos on their faces, signifying that they were mostly exiled criminals who could not enter the city.
In this place, only criminals bore tattoos.
Hiss.
Li Chengyi’s footsteps ca to an abrupt halt as he stepped out from the shadows of a corner and approached the group of horse bandits.
"Do you... have any money?"
The group of horse bandits were startled, and it was clear from their rough, weather-beaten faces that they were taken aback and bewildered.
"Fuck, I’ve seen those who ask for directions, those who run away, those who beg for rcy, but this motherfucker asking for money is a first," said a bald burly man at the front, carrying a crude mace about two ters long and as thick as a thigh, smirking with his mouth twisted.
The group of horse bandits, about twenty in all, marched in a line, each leading a horse with various bags hanging on them and a horse-drawn carriage trailing behind, from which faint cries could be heard.
"Judging by the looks of it, you seem to have just robbed soone," Li Chengyi advanced a few steps forward.
"Interesting, thinking of robbing robbers all by yourself? You must be a master," the bald man set down his mace, the two-ter-tall fra bare-chested, revealing wide swathes of blood-like tattoos.
"Brother, let teach you a lesson here in the Black Soil Plains, not just anyone can rob robbers... especially not when they look like common horse bandits like us..." he said with a wide gaping mouth, his eyes faintly glowing red.
"Why are you wasting words with him? Just grab him, he’ll be perfect for ergency rations! We’ve been out of stock these past few days, and the at’s not firm at all, it’s rare to co across soone who looks decent," soone else said.
"Chop him! Chop him to death! Hahaha!"
The band of horse bandits laughed wildly.
Amid their laughter, Li Chengyi looked toward the last carriage and frowned.
He drew closer to the carriage and, through the gaps in the curtain door, could see that it was empty inside, with hardly any goods.
"Where have you put my money?" he asked with a furrowed brow, his face turning toward the bald-headed bandit leader.
"You’re pretty damn presumptuous, aren’t you!?" the bald man’s face underwent a drastic change, and he swung his mace with a lift of his arm.
Several horse bandits imdiately surrounded Li Chengyi.
"The sky is red."
Suddenly, Li Chengyi said.
The group of horse bandits paused, so involuntarily looking up to see that the afternoon sun had indeed turned the sky red, like blood.
Boom!!
In an instant, all the horse bandits’ legs sunk deeply into the ground, slamming into two craters, immobilized on the spot.
The Power of Language enforced a forced peace.
"!!??!!"
The horse bandits had rigid expressions, including the bald chieftain, their eyes twisted in horror.
They tried to speak, but their mouths would not open, and they could only remain fixed in place, motionless.
Was this... sorcery!?!?
Many phenona that commoners could not comprehend were often branded as dark magic, sorcery.
And at that mont, the term sorcery rose in the mind of the bald bandit.
"If you don’t want to harm you, hand over all your money to ," Li Chengyi said calmly.
Suddenly, the twenty-odd horse bandits pulled out their legs and took their possessions to him, piling all their belongings on the ground in front of him.
So even took the bags off the horses’ backs and brought them over, one person cut open the skin on the outside of his own thigh, pulling out a hidden treasure map and placing it among the pile of goods.
They held nothing back.
Once everyone had handed over their possessions, Li Chengyi glanced at the goods in front of him.
"If you don’t want to hurt you, kill the person closest to you."
Ah!!
Bald Head, the gang leader, completely lost control of himself and smashed the head of his deputy, who was closest to him, with a club.
The rest of the n also began to murder each other in a fury.
Without even a glance at the crowd, Li Chengyi picked through the valuables on the ground, taking only gold, silver, and the large coins of Shaoyin Country.
This was a test he conducted using the Flower Language Technique.
Now it seed that only a few of the Flower Language Techniques with positive energy were restricted; the rest, neutral or leaning towards negative energy, were unaffected.
Soon, bodies fell one after another, until only Bald Head, the bloodied bandit leader, remained.
He held a spiked club in his hand, which was covered with chunks of flesh and brain, and his torso had two bloody holes, likely from a skilled strike.
Standing in front of Li Chengyi, Bald Head trembled violently, gasping for air, his eyes full of fear.
’Fear 2.’
’Fear 3.’
’Fear 1.’
In such a short ti, the gang of bandits had provided him with 26 points of Evil Thoughts progress.
Bald Head had contributed nearly half of that, proving himself the strongest among them.
After testing for so long, Li Chengyi had also discovered that fear was the easiest type of Evil Thoughts to obtain.
At this mont, the progress of Evil Thoughts for the Wisteria Flowers had reached 31%, including what had been accumulated beforehand.
Wisteria Flowers, Purple Magnolias, and Ziwei Flowers, these three purple flowers, were the main types he had replenished with energy before coming here.
He had originally planned to fill up the Firmiana Simplex as well, but variations of the plant were rare around the area, so he temporarily stopped searching after only reaching 60%.
"If you don’t want to hurt you, then kill yourself," Li Chengyi said to him, continuing to test the limits of the Flower Language Technique.
With his imnse Consciousness Power at that ti, controlling these bandits who knew a bit of Martial Arts was a piece of cake. But what he wanted to see was how far he could push the control.
Bald Head trembled... His pupils contracted, his complexion turned deathly pale as he raised his hand.
Thump!
Suddenly, he slamd the club hard against his own head.
At the sa ti, Li Chengyi’s Consciousness Power in his mind was sharply drained, decreasing by nearly one-third.
Simply controlling those twenty-so people had only cost one-third, yet compelling a single person to commit suicide consud another one-third.
’It seems the more difficult the command and the stronger the resistance, the greater the consumption,’ he thought.
He frowned slightly and turned to leave.
Suddenly, a breeze blew, bringing a faint scent from afar.
He hesitated for a mont and then turned back to look at the site of the bandit corpses.
"Co out. I see you," he said in a deep voice.
There was no response.
The cold wind blew, and the Black Soil Plains were quiet.
Two crows flew down from the distance, eager to peck at the bodies.
Li Chengyi’s cold gaze swept over them.
The crows stiffened, their cries caught in their throats as they froze in place, unable to move a feather.
Once he was certain no one was there, Li Chengyi turned and vanished on the spot in a flash of darkness, heading back the way he had co.
Thud, Thud!!
The two crows exploded suddenly, their bodies seemingly torn apart by countless invisible blades from the inside, disintegrating into hundreds of pieces of flesh, feathers scattering everywhere.
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