Urban Martial Saint

Watching Ding San kill the sorcerer, it was only then that Yin Xianzi and Ding Lianshun snapped back to reality, their eyes filled with astonishment.

The two were well aware of the power of the Life-ending Curse, and the fact that White-haired Ding San had taken the full brunt of it head-on. Even if he didn’t die, he should have been severely injured. However, Ding San didn’t have a scratch on him, which was truly shocking.

Especially the sorcerer, who died with open eyes, unable to understand until his death how the Life-ending Curse, cast at the cost of his life, could have no effect on Ding San.

After killing the sorcerer, Ding San swapped blood with him once more to enhance his own strength.

The Bloody Monk turned to Ye Qing, extended his hand, and said, ”Return the item to me.”

Ye Qing knew the thing the Bloody Monk referred to was the Seven-Star Ancient Sword in his hand. Despite his reluctance, Ye Qing eventually handed the sword over. Though the sword was seized by the Bloody Monk, Ye Qing was self-aware enough to know he wasn’t capable of holding onto it. Furthermore, during the chaotic battle, the Bloody Monk didn’t have to lend him the Seven-Star Ancient Sword. Since the Bloody Monk lent it to him, if Ye Qing didn’t return it, that would be breaking his promise!

Upon receiving the Seven-Star Ancient Sword, the Bloody Monk’s face relaxed slightly. He nodded slowly at Ye Qing and said, ”Ye Qing, if you want to deal with these sorcerers, here’s my advice: never show mercy. If you hesitate, you’ll be the one who suffers. When you encounter sorcerers, it’s best to kill them outright, or else you won’t know what tricks they have up their sleeve!”

After the last couple of days, Ye Qing had gained some insight into these sorcerers, and he completely agreed with the Bloody Monk’s words. He nodded and said, ”Rest assured, Sect Leader, that next time I won’t hesitate to take action against these sorcerers!”

”Good!” The Bloody Monk nodded, turned around, and said, ”In that case, until we meet again!”

Finished speaking, the Bloody Monk took White-haired Ding San and prepared to leave. Seeing them about to depart, Ye Qing hastily stepped forward and urgently said, ”Sect Leader, please wait.”

The Bloody Monk turned his head back and asked Ye Qing in a deep voice, ”What else do you want to say?”

”Well…” Ye Qing hesitated slightly, then said, ”I heard the Sect Leader took away Broom Star. Where is he now?”

”You’re talking about that child, right?” mentioned Broom Star, the Bloody Monk’s eyes unexpectedly softened. He nodded slowly and said, ”The child is with me, rest assured, he is in no danger.”

”He’s been with you all along?” Ye Qing was surprised and glanced outside, unsure where the Bloody Monk had placed Broom Star.

”You don’t need to worry about him; he’s not in any danger,” said the Bloody Monk. ”The day I return to Shenchuan City, I will personally send him to you!”

With that, the Bloody Monk, without lingering any longer, left with White-haired Ding San.

In the factory zone, only Ye Qing and two others remained inside. Looking at the bodies strewn about, both Ding Lianshun and Yin Xianzi frowned slightly.

They had experienced many things and seen many dead, but the current situation was a first for them. Four or five hundred bodies piled together turned the factory into something akin to Shura Hell, all caused by that sorcerer from Nanyang.

This incident further solidified Ye Qing’s resolve to deal with these sorcerers. Once they infiltrated Huaxia, it was as if they had no regard for human life, killing countless people, an unforgivable sin.

”Ye Qing, what do we do now?” asked Yin Xianzi in a deep voice, standing by.

Ye Qing paused for a moment and said, ”I’ll ask the Military Department to come handle it!”

”No way!” Yin Xianzi shook her head firmly, saying, ”So many people are dead here, even the Military Department can’t suppress this matter. Additionally, these human puppets are like this because of Gu Poison. Though the sorcerer is dead, vestiges of Gu Poison remain on these bodies. If others get infected by it, wouldn’t they be innocent victims? Besides, the sorcerer was here all night, so who knows how much Gu Poison remains. The place must be thoroughly cleaned to prevent further casualties!”

Ye Qing couldn’t help but glance at Yin Xianzi. In his mind, everyone from the Twelve Green Halls was ruthless, indifferent to ordinary people’s lives. However, the actions of Yin Xianzi and Ding Lianshun over the past few days completely overturned that perception. Apart from having different ideologies than the Seven Rudders of Hong Alliance and more varied methods, Ye Qing found them quite admirable. Yin Xianzi and Ding Lianshun had saved many people in critical moments.

This time, Yin Xianzi had spoken so much because she feared negligence in handling the matter might lead to more deaths. She seemed to be quite a compassionate person, not one to treat human life lightly!

”Thoroughly clean? How should we clean it up?” Ye Qing asked.

”Fire!” replied Yin Xianzi in a deep voice.

”Fire?” Looking at the spacious factory before him, Ye Qing said, ”If we set fire to it, this factory will be gone!”

”If we don’t burn it, who knows how many more will die here!” Yin Xianzi replied in a serious tone.

Ye Qing fell silent for a moment. Compared to human lives, this factory meant nothing. Eventually, he didn’t hesitate, and together with Yin Xianzi and Ding Lianshun, he set the place ablaze with gasoline, allowing the Sea of Fire to consume the bodies within.

With gasoline aiding the fire, the factory quickly turned into a sea of flames. Once burned, the bodies were reduced to ash, ensuring no Gu Poison remained to cause future troubles.

However, having so many dead here posed a significant challenge to resolving this issue.

Ye Qing finally contacted Su Kaicheng to report the situation, including the sorcerer’s involvement. Fully aware that with four or five hundred deaths, without attributing it to the sorcerer, even the State Security Department would struggle to resolve the matter.

Fortunately, Su Kaicheng was aware of the sorcerer’s existence and their sinister nature. Hearing from Ye Qing about the sorcerer’s role in the fatalities, Su Kaicheng was both shocked and immediately reported the incident to the State Security Department.

Before long, the department responded—they had instructed local military and police forces to stay out of the matter, taking full responsibility. Handling the aftermath was the department’s concern, relieving Ye Qing of the burden. Yet seeing so many lives lost left Ye Qing feeling uneasy.

He reached out to Li Lianshan, requesting that the orphanage send people to assist the bereaved families wherever possible. If necessary, the orphanage would arrange for the children’s future, which was all Ye Qing could do.

With everything settled, Ye Qing, holding the child, returned to the little village with Yin Xianzi and Ding Lianshun. By that time, Niu San and his wife had climbed out of the cellar, anxiously searching the village for Ye Qing and the others. Since Ye Qing had left with their son, many suspected he might be a kidnapper, almost calling the police!

In their desperation, Niu San and his wife were relieved when Ye Qing returned with the child, dispelling doubts. Seeing the boy return to normal stunned everyone. The entire village knew of the boy’s strange illness; who could have imagined Ye Qing would cure him? The shock was understandable.

Niu San and his wife, holding their son, almost knelt before Ye Qing and his companions, but he quickly stopped them. He advised Niu San and his wife to nourish the child, ensuring he would soon recover. Then he handed over five thousand yuan to Niu San and his wife before leaving the village with Yin Xianzi and Ding Lianshun.

Of course, this second instance of offering money, Ye Qing presented it as a state subsidy, which made Niu San accept it. Still, this generosity impressed the nearby villagers. Who would have thought curing a mysterious illness would come with such a reward?

In reality, the villagers were unaware that Ye Qing had already given Niu San and his wife five thousand yuan initially. Now, it totaled ten thousand yuan, a considerable sum exceeding most villagers’ yearly earnings. The whole ordeal for Niu San and his wife could indeed be seen as a blessing in disguise!

At the same time, in another city in the Southern Six Provinces, inside a spacious estate, a short-statured man sat cross-legged on a mat. His ordinary-looking face was contrasted by disproportionately large ears, adding an unexplainable oddness to his features.

Before him sat an object resembling a wooden cauldron, with a lid sporting two thin openings. At the moment, two wisps of white smoke gently spiraled from these openings, bizarrely seeming to be inhaled by the man, as if he absorbed them, an eerie spectacle indeed.