Cultivators must not halt, his hands forming seals as he cast a wind magic spell.
Although he didn't die, he was struck from the sky and fell.
Not waiting for the cultivator to steady himself,
Meng Quji was already on the attack once more.
The cultivator's eyes were split with rage, as he picked up his flying sword and channeled all his mana to contend with the enemy.
But after merely a few exchanges,
his mana was nearly drained, and his physical body suffered severe internal injuries from the attacks of True Qi; he immediately crushed his last talisman.
The solid ground beneath Meng Quji's feet suddenly turned into quicksand, and before he realized it, half of his body sank in.
Seizing this opportunity,
the grievously injured cultivator turned and scrambled into the woods, only to see a skinny little girl standing there, holding a purple-colored flying sword.
"Qi Refining First Level trash!"
The cultivator roared hideously, "If you don't want to die, get out of the way!"
Even with severe injuries, he could still exert the strength of someone at the Early Stage of Qi Refining.
The cultivator's pupils shook as he saw the purple flying sword in the hands of the little girl exceed its expected speed by far, piercing straight through his heart without giving him a chance to defend. He abruptly lost his life while running; his body thunderously fell to the ground and rolled several times before crashing into a tree trunk due to inertia.
Zhaozhao approached the body, trying to pull the flying sword stuck in the tree trunk. Unable to do it with one hand, she used both hands, and eventually, she exerted herself so much that she tumbled to the ground.
Almost at the same moment, Meng Quji managed to escape the quicksand and catch up.
In fact, even without the girl's intervention, the cultivator would have been caught and killed within two breaths.
Chen Sansi came over, looked down at Zhaozhao lying on the ground, panting heavily with her cheeks covered in cold sweat, and teased, "You little trash, all that training wasn't for nothing."
Zhaozhao struggled to rise, wiping the sweat from her face, "I'll have you know... in short, I am quite remarkable, and one day, I'm going to beat you so hard you'll call me granny."
Chen Sansi paid her no more attention.
But he had noticed something was amiss.
Even with low cultivation,
one wouldn't be completely drained after a single strike, and indeed the speed at which the flying sword struck was very unusual.
"Since you've killed him, his belongings are yours."
He took the horsetail whisk from Si Dao Ren's body, estimating that this Mid-grade Magic Device was likely worth several dozen Spirit Stones.
Zhaozhao didn't stand on ceremony and began searching the body, a methodical loot. In the end, aside from the flying sword, she found only a few Spirit Stones, and was somewhat disappointed.
After dealing with the two bodies,
they returned to their original location.
Dan Qunyu gaped at the scene before him, "Shun, are these all your friends? Who are these people?!"
"Don't ask about that."
Zhang Shun supported him, "In any case, the leader can now safely accept the amnesty."
"Killing a cultivator from Nan Xu is the same as falling out with Nan Xu."
Dan Qunyu sighed, "Without accepting Prince Zhen Nan's amnesty, there's no other way out... Thank you, great hero, for saving our lives!"
He knelt to the ground.
"Today's life-saving grace, Mr. Shan will never forget. If the benefactor ever needs assistance, just give the word, and I'll be there, through thick and thin, to repay this kindness!"
"Uncle Lai Zi, rest assured, the leader does what he promises."
Zhang Shun attested, "People of the Green Forest are known for their loyalty!"
the reason Dan Qunyu was able to muster so many soldiers on the mountain was because of his good reputation, to the point where he also had the nickname of "Timely Rain."
"I'm helping you because delaying this war in the Southern Realm is beneficial for all,"
Chen Sansi patted him on the shoulder, lifting him off the ground, "It's a better option for all of you, but it's hard to say what will become of you after the amnesty."
"Did you also see that our future at Liangshan is doomed?"
Dan Qunyu felt even more assured that he'd met a sage and stubbornly remained kneeling, "Benefactor, please point out a clear path to me! The soldiers of Liangshan may be bandits, but we never rob the poor. Our provisions mainly come from corrupt officials, and within thousands of miles, not a single person doesn't speak well of Liangshan!"
"Why must we face such a dilemma?!"
"I also know that after accepting the amnesty, the court will definitely take action against us!"
"But I have no other choice.
"Mr. Shan must find a way out for the one hundred and twenty sworn brothers and the one hundred thousand men, it can't be to stay in the mountains forever!"
"Benefactor, benefactor don't leave!"
"I beg you, show me a clear path!"
Chen Sansi looked at him, "Given that you were bandits but indeed did no evil, bring me the map."
Dan Qunyu ignored his own wounds and searched the ruins of the cabin for a map.
the noise from the earlier fight had attracted more and more people, which Zhang Shun promptly dispersed.
Dan Qunyu spread out the map, "Please look! If we want a way out, after accepting the amnesty, it would still be best to keep some men at Liangshan. That way, no matter what, we'll still have a way out."
"You don't need to think about that."
Chen Sansi said indifferently, "Prince Zhen Nan might agree to let you keep some forces, but it's meaningless. If I'm not mistaken, after the amnesty, you will be split up, with a large portion being stationed at Yuanqu Prefecture. While it seems prosperous, if you really do as they say, you'll be like fish on a chopping block, and having forces on Liangshan would be useless."