But now, in Cao Yang’s eyes, "Xu Shu died in the underground laboratory, and then died in front of ", this was the undeniable truth.
From now on, whatever happens here has nothing to do with the already dead Xu Shu.
Even when the local director arrives to inquire about the situation from the survivors and finds that there is a deceased person from out of town nad Xu Shu, it would actually be a good thing.
What does a sacrificial first-rank Xu Shu have to do with , the powerful third-rank Xu Shu?
No one would suspect !
"This is what is called killing two birds with one stone!" Xu Shu smiled smugly.
He imdiately headed to the northern mine, where he expertly found Shi Haitao’s gambling den.
This ti, he did not try to extract information from this guy but directly swung his mighty iron fist down, crushing Lord Guardian and three maidservants into pancakes on the spot, then a blood-red mouth opened in the void, swallowing them up.
The four disappeared without a trace, becoming legends, with only a few white dots proving their existence here...
Though the process was accelerated, Xu Shu maintained steady control over the big picture, still following the predestined steps of the conquest to avoid unforeseen complications.
After killing Guardian Shi Haitao, he once again arrived at Yangshe Village, now turned into a cult stronghold, and without saying a word, unleashed a massacre.
Under the absolute might of Xu Shu, those guards collapsed, regretting bitterly, many kneeled, pleading for rcy, claiming they were rely directed by the Guardian.
However, no matter how pitiful their cries, or how sincere their pleas for rcy, Xu Shu did not spare them.
His raised fist was thus cooled, and his resolve in harvesting life was unwavering!
In Xu Shu’s view, there were no innocents here; each of them bore sins of slaughtering the innocent.
Although the Slaanesh Sect was the instigator of it all, they used esoteric evil magic to tempt the Guardian and were first to use Demon Tomb corpses to infect children, creating unique demon n, like Potato Sister, they were inexcusable.
But who here could claim innocence? They participated in evil rituals under the sa temptation.
The ultimate cause of the Yangshe Village tragedy was humanity’s greed.
Otherwise, when Yang Yu ntioned that one day all the Slaanesh Sect mbers went crazy and committed suicide, they should have left imdiately; had even one person had a change of heart and reported to the higher-ups, this would have been discovered long ago.
But instead of halting these evils, they intensified them, consuming the village’s population entirely, and then abducted won and children from the town to continue their demon experints.
Though cultists are indeed hateful, these living cultivators who stop at nothing for strength are equally deserving of death a million tis.
"I sowhat understand why the Annihilation Association is so extre, hehe."
"And I, just a passerby among the wilds, but since I saw it, you all must die!"
Xu Shu acted as the heavens’ enforcer, exterminating all the guards, leaving none alive.
After the killings, he opened the "Narrow Sleeve Guanyin" figure, using the power of Yin God and Yang God to devour everything.
In such a complete destroy-and-exterminate thod, even if so expert skilled in "Spirit Communication" ca later, they’d find no useful information at all.
Because not a single Yin Spirit remained here, it was annihilation in the truest sense of the word!
...
"The great river flows eastward, the stars in the sky align with the Beidou, at unfairness we roar, act when it’s ti to act, storming through the nine provinces~"
On December 19th, New Calendar Eighteenth Year, at noon, the sun was bright, the temperature pleasing, and the calls of birds and insects made the mountain air uplifting.
Xu Shu humd a vigorous tune, walking along the winding road, his song drifting from the Yang Family Ancestral Hall midway up the mountain all the way to the village gate.
Behind him was a thieves’ den empty of any people, not even a drop of blood left, no living soul remaining.
The unfortunate children, tainted and turned into demon n, were not spared by Xu Shu either.
These people had turned into monsters, irreversibly changed, and letting them go would an offering the remaining population of Yinli Town as their fodder.
Of course, Xu Shu would not do sothing so foolish; naturally, he chose to send them to their deaths as well, to offer so justice to the victims.
Pausing at the stone plaque bearing the three blood-red characters "Yangshe Village", Xu Shu hesitated slightly.
Such a fine stone monunt, leaving no words would be a pity.
He imdiately used his finger as a pen to inscribe line after line of bold characters on the stone:
"What is a Guardian of Wasteland? To protect the peace of one side!"
"As a Guardian, indulging in cannibalism, exploiting the people, killing civilians for cultivation, harming others and oneself, such a death is not to be mourned."
"Today, with the blood of the oppressors, we console the innocent spirits above!"
After writing, Xu Shu examined his work for a mont, looked left and right, feeling sothing was missing.
After a brief thought, he added quite earnestly: "The killer was Yu Mingluan!"
"Not bad."
Although he couldn’t leave his real na, which was regrettable, leaving the Archbishop’s na was also a rit.
Xu Shu clapped his hands, not waiting any longer, turned, and ran.
Having done enough for the day, it was ti to return to continue his cultivation, and also to exchange the newly acquired materials for resources.
However, Xu Shu didn’t go back directly, but continued running south along the border.
Following the original route, upon reaching the "border tropolis" Jimo Island, he treated himself to a delightful feast to reward his hard-working organs.
Then, he chose to board the train returning to the safe zone.
Running back himself would have been faster, but now Xu Shu sought not speed but comfort, stretching out his legs and taking a leisurely nap on the train.
It is widely known that the train is absolutely safe, no one dares to attack anyone on the train, and no one dares to cause trouble inside.
Besides being slightly slow, the trains on the Penglai Wasteland have no faults.
Though it stops occasionally along the way, covering about two hundred kiloters, the whole trip takes over two hours, but it’s not particularly slow.
At four in the afternoon, Xu Shu stretched lazily, arriving at the terminal.
He followed the crowd through security, not hurrying to the Star Tower, but instead finding a reliable and quiet budget hotel nearby in the Lower District, entering the washroom.
Having rested well all the way, in excellent spirits, it was a perfect ti for cultivation.
Without a word, Xu Shu started his daily sit-ups exercise, exchanging blood and sweat for the progress in strength.
Two crystals a day, not increasing or decreasing, unshakeable.
In cultivation, ti flies without notice.
...
The night falls lightly, the bright lights begin to shine.
On the island floating in the air above, higher than the city walls, under the soft allure of the moonlight, the nightly life begins anew.
For instance, at the Butterfly Lovers Departnt’s gathering, tonight was a lively event with flowing wine and passion.
Just as everyone was raising their glasses, exchanging cultivation insights, a middle-aged beautiful woman suddenly rushed in from outside, making a loud lant, abruptly interrupting the graceful dance of the waists.
"Butterfly Lovers Sister, my people in Yinli Village were perfectly fine, but were suddenly wiped out! That Yu Mingluan of the Annihilation Association is too much of a bully! Sister, you must back up~ sob sob sob~"
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire room fell into silence!
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