He always had to be one step ahead.
’With Three Meridians Unite, who among Inner Force Martial Artists could possibly be my match?’
Jiang Taizhen closed his eyes again.
One thousand merit points was no small amount.
He also needed one thousand merit points.
Tonight, he would personally make a move and kill Zhang Su!
...
Zhang Su had stayed at the Guiyuan Sect’s encampment for three consecutive days.
Today was already the nineteenth day.
After nineteen days, Zhang Su’s merit points were still only at six hundred and sixty.
He was still over three hundred points short of one thousand.
Therefore, he had to make a move.
However, it was still just morning, and Zhang Su was in no hurry.
’I’ll wait until nightfall.’
Zhang Su pushed open his door and walked toward the Martial Arts Arena.
Since he was planning to act tonight, Zhang Su needed to get an idea of the current situation between the two sects.
Soon, Zhang Su arrived at the Martial Arts Arena.
As soon as he got there, he immediately sensed that the mood of the crowd was off.
Many disciples were clearly dejected.
Zhang Su looked up at the bounty board.
Nothing had changed.
Zhang Su even saw Yu Jingjing and Bai Jinghong.
Yu Jingjing’s eyes were red, her face streaked with tears.
Bai Jinghong, however, had lost her usual arrogance. Her head was lowered, and it was impossible to know what she was thinking.
Zhang Su saw Xie Guanchao, Zhou Peng, and the others.
These Huajin Martial Artists all had ashen faces, their expressions grim.
So, Zhang Su walked up to Xie Guanchao and asked, "Senior Brother Xie, what happened?"
Xie Guanchao looked up.
Then, he pointed to a body covered by a white sheet on the ground not far away.
"Go take a look for yourself."
So, Zhang Su walked over to the body and pulled back the white sheet.
Instantly, Zhang Su’s pupils contracted.
"Is that... Shen Mo?"
Zhang Su stared at the familiar face.
Shen Mo!
The Inner Force Martial Artist who had spent ten years honing his sword, only to shock everyone with his debut.
Now, he was just a cold corpse.
Zhang Su knew Shen Mo.
Like Zhang Su, Shen Mo would meticulously wipe down his sword blade again and again every day.
The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, always wiping their blades at the same time.
When they finished, they would just look at each other and smile.
From beginning to end, the two had never spoken a single word to each other.
Every time he returned, Shen Mo would be covered in injuries.
His attitude of giving it his all, and the fervor in his eyes, had earned Shen Mo the goodwill of many disciples.
After all, most of the disciples were just like Shen Mo.
They didn’t have much of a presence.
It was as if Shen Mo represented their future selves.
But now, Shen Mo was dead.
And his body was in a horrific state.
He had been blinded.
An arm was severed.
And a section of his leg was missing.
One could only imagine how fierce Shen Mo’s final battle had been.
And how much pain he must have endured before his death.
In the struggle between the two sects, people died every day.
No one knew who would be next.
But now, it was Shen Mo’s turn.
Ten years of honing his sword couldn’t stand against the cruelty of the battlefield.
"Who killed him?"
Zhang Su suddenly looked up.
Xie Guanchao had already come to the corpse’s side.
"It was Jiang Taizhen. And... Shen Mo was protecting several Guiyuan Sect disciples. He had an arm and a leg torn off, and even after being blinded, he fought to the death without retreating. In the end, Jiang Taizhen killed him."
"I arrived, but I couldn’t kill Jiang Taizhen. I was only able to bring back Shen Mo’s body."
Zhang Su fell silent.
"So, Shen Mo wouldn’t have died? He died trying to save people?"
Xie Guanchao didn’t know what to say.
After a long moment, he sighed and said, "Perhaps Shen Mo didn’t recognize Jiang Taizhen. Maybe he thought saving a few people was a simple task. Or perhaps, he just wanted to kill Jiang Taizhen and earn a large amount of merit points."
"Of course, I prefer to believe that he just wanted to save them. Maybe... he just wanted to be a good person."
Zhang Su didn’t say anything more.
He just stared at Shen Mo’s body.
’Be a good person?’
On a battlefield between two warring sects, being a good person never ends well.
Zhang Su didn’t know what Shen Mo had been thinking at that moment.
But the result was that even after realizing he was no match for Jiang Taizhen, Shen Mo still fought to the death without retreating.
’How foolish was that?’
Even in the eyes of many Guiyuan Sect disciples, wasn’t it incredibly foolish?
Nothing is more important than one’s own life.
If you can’t win, you run. That’s common sense.
But in that moment, Shen Mo didn’t run.
And so, Shen Mo died.
Zhang Su looked up at the disciples in the Martial Arts Arena.
For some reason, he felt a tightness in his chest.
There was an inexplicable, malicious fire building inside him.
He wanted to vent it, but couldn’t.
The atmosphere in the Martial Arts Arena showed that Zhang Su wasn’t the only one who felt this way.
Many of the disciples felt the same.
Their hearts were just uneasy.
There was just this ball of malicious fire!
Just then, Wang Dakui strode into the Martial Arts Arena.
His face was dark as he pointed to the Guiyuan Sect’s Inner Force bounty board and said coldly, "After discussion, the Elders have unanimously decided to increase the bounty on Jiang Taizhen of the Five Elements Sect."
"Anyone who can kill Jiang Taizhen will be awarded one thousand merit points!"
As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked.
One thousand merit points!
Even the top Huajin masters on the Huajin bounty board were only worth a thousand merit points.
And now, Jiang Taizhen was worth that much!
"Zhang Su, come with me."
Wang Dakui said to Zhang Su.
Zhang Su immediately stood up and followed Wang Dakui into a room.
"Elder Wang, what did you need me for?"
Zhang Su asked.
Wang Dakui took out a slip of paper and placed it on the table.
"I thought it over carefully and decided I should let you see this. Xie Guanchao found it on Shen Mo’s body."
Zhang Su’s brow furrowed.
’A note was found on Shen Mo’s body?’
He immediately picked up the note from the table.
It contained a single line.
"Late tonight, at the Eight Directions Inn—a battle between the two of us!"
It was signed: Jiang Taizhen.
Zhang Su’s head snapped up, his eyes fixed on Wang Dakui.
"So, Jiang Taizhen was actually after me?"
Wang Dakui nodded.
Zhang Su understood.
Shen Mo... perhaps his death was unjust, but perhaps it wasn’t.
In a conflict between two sects, danger was inevitable.
Shen Mo just had bad luck and happened to run into Jiang Taizhen.
Zhang Su knew that even if it hadn’t been Shen Mo, Jiang Taizhen would have killed some other Guiyuan Sect member to leave the note on their body.
This was Jiang Taizhen’s challenge to him!
"Zhang Su, don’t be rash. Jiang Taizhen is deliberately provoking you. Tonight’s duel could be a trap..."
Wang Dakui warned with a solemn expression.
Zhang Su suddenly laughed.
"Elder Wang, I know. I know everything!"
"The Five Elements Sect wants me dead. They didn’t hesitate to send two Huajin masters, He Feng and Sikong Shuang, to hunt me down, but they returned empty-handed. Now I have this provocation from Jiang Taizhen. He could have a horde of Huajin masters lying in ambush at the Eight Directions Inn. I’d be dead the moment I showed up."
"Or, even if there are no Huajin masters, he might have many top-tier Inner Force Martial Artists lying in wait to swarm and kill me. Besides, the Eight Directions Inn is close to the Five Elements Sect’s encampment. I understand all of Jiang Taizhen’s little tricks..."
"But... I still want to beat Jiang Taizhen to death! I really want to kill him! Elder Wang, you warned me to be cautious and careful. Master also told me that staying alive is more important than anything..."
"But right now, all I want to do is kill someone! But don’t worry, Elder. I won’t go to the duel, and I certainly won’t walk into my own death... I will kill Jiang Taizhen, but not on his terms."
Zhang Su bowed to Elder Wang, then turned and walked away.
He glanced at the sky. It was still a long time until nightfall.
Jiang Taizhen thought he could provoke him into a fight.
In a way, Jiang Taizhen had succeeded.
He had indeed ignited a fire in Zhang Su’s heart.
And now, that fire was burning hotter and hotter!
He couldn’t wait any longer!
Zhang Su looked up at the empty street.
The killing between the two sects had never been confined to the night.
There was killing during the day, too.
And now, he was going to collect some interest!
SWOOSH.
The next moment, Zhang Su instantly sped out of the encampment, disappearing from sight in a few leaps and bounds.
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