CHAPTER 49: CHAPTER 49: I’M BACK

The cold sword blade flashed, and two more heads flew up, with the pupils still showing remnants of fear towards death.

The headless bodies collapsed on the ground, blood gushing out, turning the entire floor into a bloodbath, looking incredibly terrifying.

Lu Chengfeng leisurely walked up to Xiuzhu, ignoring the alluring white body, squatted slightly, and grasped her throat, suddenly exerting force to make the woman gasp violently, choking her awake in the process.

He slightly loosened his grip, and Xiuzhu coughed violently, gasping for air, not daring to raise her head to look at Lu Chengfeng, her body trembling violently, unknowingly wetting herself with a foul scent.

"She is indeed a beauty, isn’t she?" Lu Chengfeng said lightly, "The one named Xiao gave you to me, did you? Do you wish to be my concubine?"

Upon hearing this, a look of wild joy immediately appeared in Xiuzhu’s eyes, nodding quickly, "I do, I do, as long as you don’t kill me, I’ll do anything."

As soon as she said this, Lu Chengfeng felt a golden light blooming at his brows, as if a flame had ignited.

"In that case, you can die too!"

With a sound, the sword blade transformed, and a spray of blood splattered, another corpse rolled down, lying in the pool of blood.

"It’s a shame it’s raining; otherwise, burning this building would be clean."

Lu Chengfeng knew very well that he had left many flaws at the scene, stained with blood, raindrops of footprints, handprints, and sword marks on their bodies.

Some extremely rare cultivation techniques can greatly strengthen a person’s sense of smell, tracing his tracks through the lingering scent in the room.

Yet he didn’t care at all!

Zhao Changzhen’s death earlier had made it clear to him the sect’s rules. The so-called one hundred and eight Outer Peaks of Yuncang Sect, although they were also considered disciples, were actually more akin to hired honored guests and fighters.

Maintaining surface order was not easy; private killings, schemes, and intrigue were countless, and the one hundred and eight Outer Peaks had long become a sieve, with unknown spies and traitors from other forces infiltrating.

Zhao Changzhen had been dead for so long, yet the sect hadn’t given any explanation, only provided compensation according to the rules and promised to investigate the truth, which was considered good enough.

"This is the Martial World, where the weak are prey to the strong!"

"The weak need to follow the rules, while the strong, break them and establish their own."

Lu Chengfeng calmly pulled the sheet from the bed, wiping the sticky blood on his sword blade until clean, then sheathed his sword with a clang.

When he wiped out the Black Wind Stronghold, his methods were more ruthless and vicious than now, but unfortunately, no one witnessed it.

Only Li Mo had seen a few scenes, frightened in his youth and waking up from nightmares for several nights.

Lu Chengfeng stayed by his bedside for three days and nights, and asked a doctor to administer medicine before he gradually improved.

No one could know that this 20-year-old, who looked handsome and sunny, had such a fierce and brutal side.

Lu Chengfeng dragged the bodies together, threw those flammable sheets and clothes on them, then lit the fire with a fire starter.

Seeing the flames blazing fiercely, the wood-flooring of the small building starting to char, he opened the window, leaped out into the rushing wind and cold rain.

In the instant of leaping out the window, he didn’t forget to strike back with his sword, using the scabbard to securely close the window again.

Flipping through the air with the wind and rain, then landing lightly, Lu Chengfeng swiftly hurried down the mountain in the night.

Behind him, the flames of the three-story pavilion burned more vigorously, finally discovered by the servants below, someone shouted in panic, "Fire, fire!"

But Lu Chengfeng’s figure had already vanished into the vast night.

He didn’t return directly to Azure Dragon Peak but went overnight to a pond near Azure Dragon Peak, diving right in, as large streaks of blood dispersed in the water.

Lu Chengfeng stripped completely, cleaned himself from head to toe in the water, then swam via the underwater current, resurfacing from another brook.

Naked, he went ashore, retrieved a set of clothes he had prepared from a hidden rock crevice, and with a light laugh, carried his sword home.

After this ordeal, most of the traces were destroyed, the trail cut off at the pond.

Even if investigators in the sect suspected him, he was now of the Inner Peak True Inheritance, the mere death of an Outer Peak elder without conclusive evidence, they didn’t even have the right to summon him.

This, is the difference between inside and outside!

This was no sudden act for Lu Chengfeng. He had quietly planned for over half a month, deliberating timings, routes, and methods of getting away.

The pond, the underground river, the clothes were all part of the preparations.

His murder under the cover of night became natural, without any slip-up.

Lu Chengfeng carried his sword, traversing through wind and rain, spending another two-hour long time to return to Bixiao Peak.

Arriving outside the yard, the window was still lit with dim light, warming his heart, knowing Luo Suyi was waiting for him.

He sniffed himself; though drenched by rain, there was not a trace of blood scent, reassuringly he walked to the door.

"Suyi, I’m back!"

The door clicked open, and Luo Suyi rushed over in surprise at the sound.

"Husband, you’re back?!"

Seeing Lu Chengfeng’s soaked form, she couldn’t help but complain, "In such heavy rain, how can you return drenched? Even if you couldn’t find shelter, couldn’t you borrow an oiled paper umbrella or a raincoat..."

Listening to her nagging, even the coldness from the rain began to dissipate, "I missed you."

Luo Suyi knew he was just trying to appease her, but she couldn’t help but be happy, breaking into a smile.

"Quickly, take off these clothes, take a hot bath, drink a bowl of ginger soup, don’t catch a cold."

Lu Chengfeng let her arrange things, although with his current Inner Strength, it’s impossible to catch a cold, her thoughtfulness was precious to him.

Outside, the wind and rain grew heavier, the young couple chatted and laughed under the dim light, working busy for a long time, finally laying together on the bed.

Luo Suyi lay in the man’s embrace, held tightly, feeling warm and safe, placing her hand on his chest, asked a bit dependently, "Husband, do you have to leave again early in the morning? When will your task finally end?"

"I won’t leave, now that I’m back, I’m staying, I’ve finished the task the sect gave me." Lu Chengfeng’s big hand moved, feeling her smooth soft skin.

"Really?" Luo Suyi couldn’t hide her joy, "That’s great!"

"Of course it’s true, do you think your husband would lie to you?" Lu Chengfeng smacked her round behind, causing her to let out a soft moan, eyes misty.

Luo Suyi couldn’t resist licking his chest with her tongue, making Lu Chengfeng shudder.

She slightly tilted her head, looking at her man, speaking in a sticky voice, "Husband..."

Lu Chengfeng couldn’t resist her charms at all, the more time he spent with her, the more he found her to be a little vixen.

"Go, lie down!"

He smacked her behind, instructing as such.

Luo Suyi obediently did as told...

...

The rain got heavier, until dawn when it gradually stopped.