Chapter 829: Chapter 245: Crimson Heaven Blade Subdues the Mad Invaders, Hero Blood Soaks the Fields and Buries the Foe Chief

The Blood Rakshasa, hot-tempered and forthright by nature, immediately responded in a loud voice upon hearing this: "Good! Hero Shi, I won’t stand on ceremony with you. You should carefully interrogate Xie Zhichuan and ask how many scoundrels he brought tonight, intending to hijack Kerchin’s money and provisions. Such actions are truly detestable!"

As she spoke, Liu Mei’s eyebrows shot up, and a glimmer of anger flickered in her eyes, fully displaying the unrestrained nature of the Jianghu.

Shi Feiyang turned his body and suddenly pretended to be greatly astonished, shouting loudly: "Xie Zhichuan? Hey, where has that villain Xie Zhichuan gone? How did he vanish in the blink of an eye?"

His shout was like a thunderclap in a clear sky, causing the surrounding air to vibrate.

The words startled the quartet of Blood Rakshasa, Liu Pingsheng, Wu Zhengliang, and Ling Lanzhi.

Blood Rakshasa widened her eyes, as big as copper bells, with a gaze like lightning, quickly scanning her surroundings; Liu Pingsheng’s expression was grave, his brows tightly knit, as he searched hastily; Wu Zhengliang looked anxious, his hands clenched, mumbling to himself; Ling Lanzhi frowned, her beautiful eyes roving, missing no corner. The four of them searched for traces of Xie Zhichuan as though facing a formidable enemy.

However, all around was deathly silent, only the sound of the wind whistling; there was no trace of Xie Zhichuan.

Seeing this, Blood Rakshasa was so furious that her eyebrows stood up like a sword, angrily cursing: "That damned thief Xie Zhichuan is so cunning, he managed to escape! Truly hateful!" Her voice was sharp and angry, echoing in the night sky, lingering for a long time.

Shi Feiyang again feigned a loud exclamation, his face full of anxiety, loudly saying: "Oh no, could it be that demoness Lan Xiaodie was secretly causing trouble? She must have taken advantage of the chaos to rescue Xie Zhichuan. What now? Terrible! Terrible!"

As he spoke, he stomped his feet, as if truly distraught by this unexpected situation.

When Blood Rakshasa heard these words, it was as if a basin of cold water were poured over her, jolting her awake instantly.

She quickly turned her head and shouted at Ling Lanzhi: "Lan Zhi, quick! Quick! Hurry and take people to check the treasury and granary! Don’t let that demoness and Xie Zhichuan steal the money and provisions, or we’ll be deeply in trouble!"

Her voice was urgent and stern, carrying an indisputable authority. Ling Lanzhi, Liu Pingsheng, Wu Zhengliang, and others moved upon the command, filled with anxiety, stumbling as they rushed toward the direction of the treasury and granary to investigate.

They looked panicked, like a flock of startled birds, fearing that even a moment’s delay would lead to disaster.

Seeing everyone leave, Shi Feiyang supported Blood Rakshasa to sit cross-legged on the ground, channeling energy to heal Blood Rakshasa.

On the surface, he appeared focused, eyes shut tight, breathing steadily, seemingly immersed entirely in healing Blood Rakshasa.

Yet inside, he was secretly pleased, his thoughts racing: "Heh, back in the day, Xie Zhichuan, Lan Xiaodie, and Zhong Renwang often framed me in this way. Today, let them have a taste of being wronged."

While channeling energy, he pondered secretly, a barely perceptible sly smile flashing across his face, like a cat that has stolen the cream.

Soon, Ling Lanzhi and others returned hastily, looking alarmed.

Ling Lanzhi frowned as if the hills in spring were tightly locked, her face full of worry as she urgently reported to Blood Rakshasa: "Master, terrible news! The money and provisions have vanished without a trace, yet the guards remained as if they were in a trance, lost and muddled, as if bewitched, unable to awaken even when called." Her voice trembled, evidently frightened by this eerie scene.

Liu Pingsheng, at her side, looked as serious as a sky overcast with dense clouds, meticulously describing everything seen and heard without omitting any detail, speaking clearly and plainly.

Upon hearing this, Blood Rakshasa’s face turned as white as paper, devoid of any blood. She thought to herself that this must be Lan Xiaodie’s doing.

After all, being the Sect Leader of the Five Poison Sect, Lan Xiaodie was adept at various mysterious and unpredictable poison techniques and elusive skills. Such ghostly, undetected methods could only be hers.

Thinking of this, Blood Rakshasa sighed deeply, looking desolate, as if she had suddenly aged many years, lamenting: "Enough, enough! I left Tianshan Mountain with the intent of making a mark in the Jianghu, yet I’ve encountered so many setbacks. Alas, now I’ve ended up in such straits, utterly disgraced in the Jianghu. Enough, enough, I should just return to Tianshan Mountain, and protect that pure land, rather than endure humiliation here." Her voice was full of weariness and resignation, a sigh from deep within her soul.

Seeing Blood Rakshasa’s despondency, Shi Feiyang immediately began to comfort her warmly: "Senior, don’t be so discouraged. Jianghu is inherently a place of unpredictable ups and downs. Victory and defeat are commonplace. Although there have been setbacks this time, your unparalleled martial prowess and renowned reputation, why let this setback trouble you? I dare to invite you, Senior, to take up the position of Elder at the Heroic Sakura Association, with your abilities surely allowing the association to soar to great heights, and you can also achieve your aspirations."

Shi Feiyang’s words were earnest, his eyes full of sincerity, his voice gentle yet firm, like a warm stream flowing into Blood Rakshasa’s heart.

Blood Rakshasa, however, shook her head slowly, with a bitter smile: "Hero Shi, your kind offer is appreciated. But I am truly disgraced, unfit to face anyone. Today, I am deeply grateful for Hero Shi’s life-saving kindness. If there’s a chance in the future, I will surely repay you."

After saying this, she bowed graciously to Shi Feiyang, her posture graceful yet carrying endless weariness, expressing her gratitude.