The Speedrun Begins with Choosing Hunter
Chapter 122: Counterattack
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Bai Yuan bent down and picked up Wang Changsheng’s head from the ground.
He didn’t linger, turning to head back to the City God Temple.
...
After Wang Changsheng left,
the Ghostwriters once again engaged You Shengnan and Xiongshan in a chaotic brawl.
Without the pressure of a Blood Refining Martial Master, the two managed to stay alive, but it was only a matter of time before they were worn down and killed from exhaustion.
Just as You Shengnan was growing frantic—
A spherical object was thrown from the thicket, landing at the feet of the Ghostwriters.
It was the head of Wang Changsheng, his eyes wide open in death!
The Ghostwriters all gasped in shock. A Blood Refining Martial Master had actually been decapitated.
For a moment, they were all thrown into a panic.
And just then, several flying needles shot out from the thicket.
Six or seven of the weaker Ghostwriters were hit, falling to the ground with choked whimpers.
Along with the needles, a dark figure emerged.
The figure was incredibly fast, but faster still was the blade in his hand!
"Junior Brother Bai!"
You Shengnan cried out in astonishment as she recognized the dark figure’s face.
Mustering her strength, she and Xiongshan reacted in a flash, charging the remaining Ghostwriters.
The Ghostwriters immediately scattered and fled. With their employer dead, they no longer had any reason to fight to the death.
A battle in the Martial Dao is fought on momentum. Once that momentum is lost, victory becomes impossible.
An incense stick later,
the ground before the City God Temple was piled with corpses. Only Dong Wanjun’s three disciples were left standing.
All of the Ghostwriters had been slain, including two Strong Internal Martial Artists and one Yijin Martial Master among them.
Of course, Bai Yuan had cleverly delivered the final blow to each of them.
’Another great harvest today...’
With all the enemies dead, You Shengnan finally had a moment to look at Bai Yuan.
"Junior Brother Bai, how did you know to come here?"
She was genuinely curious why he would show up late at night at the City God Temple, over ten li from Wan Jun Peak.
Bai Yuan promptly told them about Wang Changsheng sending a Wang Family disciple to deliver a message.
Hearing this, You Shengnan couldn’t help but feel a wave of lingering fear.
If not for Bai Yuan’s cautious nature, all three of them from the same sect would have likely ended up as ghosts under Wang Changsheng’s blade.
Xiongshan asked, "Junior Brother Bai, did you kill Wang Changsheng?"
Bai Yuan shook his head. "He was killed by a senior."
"A senior?"
You Shengnan and Xiongshan both looked curious. An expert capable of killing Wang Changsheng would have to be a renowned figure in Huanglong Prefecture.
Bai Yuan said, "I don’t know his name. I only know he’s a Hunter."
"A Hunter!"
Hearing the word "Hunter," Xiongshan’s expression turned to one of shock.
After a long moment, Xiongshan finally spoke. "Was it an old man, blind in both eyes?"
"That’s him."
Bai Yuan nodded. He had originally planned to attribute everything to the Demon Hunter Zhou Siming, but he was surprised that Xiongshan actually knew of him.
The three of them fell silent. After a long pause, Xiongshan slowly spoke again. "So it was him."
Bai Yuan asked, "Senior Brother, you know that old Hunter too?"
Xiongshan took a deep breath. "That man was once defeated by Master and lost an extremely important treasure. Afterward, he went into seclusion in the mountain forests outside the city, vowing to win it back."
He had followed Dong Wanjun the longest, which was how he knew of this secret history.
Even You Shengnan was unaware of this matter.
Of course, Bai Yuan already knew about the grudge between Zhou Siming and Old Dong. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
Thinking about it, Zhou Siming’s one defeat had haunted him for decades. Since that day, the gap between the two had only widened. Perhaps it was the realization that he would never be able to defeat Old Dong in this lifetime that led Zhou Siming to make that deal with Bai Yuan.
Xiongshan asked, "Junior Brother Bai, did he threaten you in any way?"
"He wants me to help him get a Token back."
"I knew it."
Xiongshan’s expression was one of someone who had expected as much.
The only thing that could motivate that Demon Hunter to act would be the Token that Old Dong had won from him.
"We should report this to Master later and let him decide," Xiongshan said slowly.
Bai Yuan nodded.
If Old Dong was truly willing to hand over the Token, it would resolve a karmic debt.
"Let’s get out of here first," You Shengnan urged, looking around warily.
She was worried the Wang Family might still have people lying in ambush nearby. In their current state, they couldn’t endure much more fighting.
The three of them quickly left the City God Temple.
Half an hour later, Bai Yuan and the others returned to Wan Jun Peak.
Back on their own territory, the three of them finally breathed a sigh of relief.
...
「That night.」
East Gate Lane, the Wang Family.
"Who are you? You can’t come in—"
"The Divine Mansion Army?!"
Late at night, a sudden knock came at the Wang Family’s main gate. An old family servant had just opened it when a line of armored soldiers shoved him aside and marched into the estate.
Not even the City Guard Army would dare to barge into the Wang Family’s home so brazenly.
Therefore, this army could only be the Divine Mansion Army.
"My lords, what is the matter?"
The old servant was quite experienced. Seeing the Divine Mansion Army’s hostile intentions, he tried to placate them while shooting a meaningful glance at a young man beside him.
He wanted the young man to go to the rear courtyard and fetch the Wang Family Patriarch.
After all, the Wang Family’s old ancestor was an Elder of the Divine Mansion Sect. There was always a chance for negotiation.
"My lord."
He approached the youth at the head of the Divine Mansion Army, his face wreathed in a smile.
But he only heard the youth gaze coldly at the Wang Family Mansion and say, "Truly disgusting."
"Wha... what?"
The old servant thought he must have misheard.
As he was about to step forward and ask, he saw the youth slowly draw the scimitar from his waist.
Before his horrified eyes, the youth cut down the young man who was about to go deliver the message!
"You..."
The scene struck terror into the old servant’s heart. He was just about to speak,
but he saw that the strange scimitar was already swinging toward him.
Death...
Bai Yuan held the dripping Blood Tiger Scimitar and spoke slowly.
"The Wang Family has no need to exist any longer."
The armored soldiers of the Divine Mansion Army behind him streamed in like a river, charging into the Wang Family Mansion.
A moment later, the Wang Family Mansion was filled with screams and cries, a living Purgatory. Not even the women and children could escape; none were spared.
The sleeping Wang Family Patriarch was jolted awake by the noise.
He threw open his door and saw the hellish scene before him, his eyes nearly splitting with rage.
He couldn’t fathom why the Divine Mansion Army would suddenly storm the Wang Family’s home. He roared, "What do you think you’re doing?!"
But the only answer he received was the cold steel of the Divine Mansion Army. How could a mere Strong Internal Martial Artist hope to contend with them?
Besieged by three experts from the Divine Mansion Sect, he was soon covered in wounds.
Just as his consciousness began to fade—
He vaguely saw a young man slowly raise a strange scimitar. He felt a chill on his neck, and then his consciousness vanished completely.
In just half an hour,
not a single living person remained in the entire Wang Family. The Divine Mansion Army checked one by one to ensure every last Wang Family Member was dead.
Although the ground was covered in blood, Bai Yuan felt it was cleaner than it had ever been.
The Blood Tiger Saber in his hand had drunk its fill of the Wang Family Members’ blood.
Since Wang Changsheng said he would send Wang Family Members to deal with him, he would just have to exterminate the entire Wang Family clan!