Chapter 295: Chapter 124 The Thousand-Year-Old Mu Jin Family! Giant Whale Gang Leader Sikong Yong!_2
Despite having achieved the Qi-Blood Realm in cultivation, he was absolutely terrified by the scene before him.
Huangfu Honglang, the Sect Leader of the Iron Sword Sect, a powerful warrior with considerable fame in the vicinity of Dafeng State City, had died miserably right before his eyes, which was extremely shocking!
“Hmm?”
Soon, Su Changkong was momentarily stunned as he saw three silhouettes rushing towards this place like lightning at the mountain path entrance. Each performed qinggong in an extraordinary manner, approaching quickly from afar and appearing within this stone-carved sword forest in no time.
These three, each emanating an extraordinary aura, two men and one woman, among them the oldest was a burly man with a robust frame, while the woman also possessed a tall and sturdy figure, exuding a brave and fierce aura.
As for the youngest of the three, he was a handsome young master with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, dressed in white.
“Mu Jin?”
Seeing this person, Su Changkong couldn’t help but be astonished, because this young man in white was none other than the noble scion Mu Jin, whom he had briefly met that day in the Giant Whale Gang!
Back then, Mu Jin, in search of the Demon Monster Crystal Core, prowled around Ink Forest Prefecture City hunting for those who killed Demon Monsters, thereby setting his sights on ‘Sikong Yong’ and had a brief conflict with Su Changkong. Had it not been for Hong Zhenxiang’s arrival, taking Mu Jin away, one could imagine the difficulty in resolving the situation at that time.
What Su Changkong did not expect was to encounter Mu Jin in the Iron Sword Sect!
“Big Brother Tie He, look… that’s Huangfu Honglang!”
The tall fierce woman, upon seeing Huangfu Honglang’s corpse with its neck twisted in a bizarre manner on the ground, couldn’t help but exclaim in shock.
“Huangfu Honglang is dead? Was he killed by him?”
The man known as Tie He was also a bit surprised, noticing Su Changkong next to Huangfu Honglang’s corpse, he deduced that it was most likely this man who had killed Huangfu Honglang!
Huangfu Honglang, the Sect Leader of the Iron Sword Sect with considerable strength. As the Chief of Ten Thousand of the Dafeng Iron Cavalry, they could not confidently claim to defeat him one on one, yet this unknown man had slain him!
The man in white, Mu Jin, glanced at Su Changkong and then at the corpse on the ground, arched his eyebrows, yet remained silent.
“May I ask your esteemed name, to have executed the villain Huangfu Honglang?”
The robust man, Tie He, cupped his hands towards Su Changkong, unable to restrain his curiosity.
“The people from Dafeng Iron Cavalry? What are they doing here?”
Su Changkong also surmised the identity of these individuals. With Mu Jin among them, they were most likely from the Dafeng Iron Cavalry. Just now, when he was battling Huangfu Honglang, he had heard the sound of shouts and fighting, signifying that the Dafeng Iron Cavalry must have been attacking the Iron Sword Sect. But for what reason?
Thus, Su Changkong replied expressionlessly, counterquestioning, “Why would the people from Dafeng Iron Cavalry appear here?”
The one who responded was still Tie He. After glancing at Huangfu Honglang’s body, he said, “We received information that the Sect Leader of the Iron Sword Sect was colluding with the rebels, so we came to capture him. But to our surprise, sir, you have eliminated him beforehand.”
“I see!”
Su Changkong suddenly understood; it was all a coincidence.
Huangfu Honglang, the Sect Leader of the Iron Sword Sect, may have been in touch with the rebels clandestinely, perhaps for the Martial Arts Secret Manual or perhaps to gain more power – this was naturally intolerable to the Dafeng Iron Cavalry. Mu Jin, Tie He, and the other two Chiefs of Ten Thousand had led their forces today to apprehend him.
The ordinary disciples of the Iron Sword Sect surrendered en masse with little resistance upon seeing the attacking Dafeng Iron Cavalry.
And as for individuals like Mu Jin, they were concerned Huangfu Honglang might escape, so they rushed to the location of his seclusion first to capture him, leading to the current situation.
“With Huangfu Honglang dead, you can spare yourselves some trouble,” Su Changkong said indifferently. It seemed these three wished to capture him alive, but, unfortunately, they were a step too late; Su Changkong had already killed Huangfu Honglang.
“I shall take my leave now and not disturb your Dafeng Iron Cavalry’s matters,” Su Changkong said, feeling it unwise to linger. He had already killed Huangfu Honglang; all that was left was a trip to Donglin Ghost Market to acquire what he desired.
“Hold on!”
Unexpectedly, although Tie He and the tall woman wished to ascertain Su Changkong’s identity, knowing that anyone capable of killing Huangfu Honglang must be no ordinary person, they did not want to complicate matters and felt it unwise to block him. However, at this moment, Mu Jin suddenly spoke.
“Do you have any advice?” Su Changkong raised an eyebrow as he looked at Mu Jin, who had grown accustomed to throwing his weight around from his upbringing in a millennia-old noble family.
Previously, when Mu Jin went to Ink Forest Prefecture City to execute the havoc-wreaking Demon Monster, he allowed the Demon Monster to harm people. Eventually, Su Changkong killed the Demon Monster, and Mu Jin then emerged to try to seize the spoils and oppress others with his power.
Staring at Su Changkong, Mu Jin spoke, “You recognize me? I sense a faint hostility from you towards me!”
Su Changkong was secretly astonished; Mu Jin possessed a special bloodline, making his perception exceptionally sharp. Su Changkong naturally held a great deal of hostility for Mu Jin’s actions in the past. At first glance, when he saw Mu Jin just now, he had inadvertently revealed a hint of enmity, although he quickly concealed it. He did not expect Mu Jin to have still felt it.
However, now was not a good time for a confrontation. With Mu Jin’s formidable strength and aristocratic background, Su Changkong was not willing to engage in a bitter fight without absolute certainty, nor was it necessary – after all, he hadn’t suffered a loss during their previous encounter!
So Su Changkong replied dryly, “Are you famous? Must I recognize you?”
These words made Mu Jin’s eyebrows furrow slightly, but he couldn’t confirm whether he had misperceived earlier. It was supposed to be their first meeting, yet Mu Jin felt a faint sense of familiarity with him.