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Chapter 101: One Person's Story: Decisive Action, Gao Ning's Death
Traditional craftsmen, especially the older ones, hope most for a successor to carry on their skills, and some even value this more than their own lives.
Of course, given Yuan Tao's family traditions, Luke had some doubts about whether Yuan Tao truly cared about having a successor. After all, Yuan Tao's father was a real scoundrel, and could even be considered one of the main culprits behind the destruction of the Trinity Sect.
Yuan Tao's biological father, Yuan Jingui, was known as "Changming Yegan" and was a notorious troublemaker in the Quanxing sect.
However, Yuan Jingui ultimately died at the hands of Lu Jin. But Lu Jin spared his family, allowing Yuan Tao to survive.
To be honest, Yuan Tao didn't hate Lu Jin. After all, what his father did back then was indeed inhuman and not a good thing.
Moreover, if Lu Jin hadn't shown mercy back then, he wouldn't be alive today, "503".
However, if given the chance, Yuan Tao wouldn't mind sending Lu Jin away, since he was a member of Quanxing.
"Mr. Lu, why aren't you resting so late at night? Are you perhaps cultivating some new treasure you just acquired?"
For Yuan Tao and his ilk, and indeed for most people, the so-called treasure was naturally the Tongtian Lu (a magical scroll).
Luke sneered as he took the Tongtianlu manual in his hand, shielded Feng Shayan behind him, and said calmly.
"Stop talking nonsense, the treasure is right here. If you're so capable, take it from me!"
"Alright, that's quite straightforward, everyone. Since they've said so, let's not stand on ceremony and get started!"
"Charge! Whoever gets the treasure keeps it!"
No matter where you are, there are always people blinded by greed, especially from the Quanxing sect. Yuan Tao only had to give a little encouragement, and more than a dozen Quanxing members behind him rushed over with a roar.
Luke scoffed, "Nonsense."
Among these Quanxing are many skilled fighters, but unfortunately, tonight they have encountered Luke, a powerful figure who is on par with a top-tier expert.
Under the moonlight, Luke's eyes were as cold as frost, and the Tongtianlu manual in his hand seemed to be the sharpest sword in his hand. Although it was not drawn, it was already chilling.
Faced with the Quanxing group rushing towards him like wolves and tigers, Luke did not move. He simply raised his hand, and an invisible force quietly surged forth.
The first slap seemed to tear the air apart. Before a Quanxing master could react, he was struck by the force, coughing up blood. He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground, lifeless.
Immediately following, a second slap, a third slap... Luke's movements were as fast as lightning, each slap accompanied by the fall of a member of the Quanxing.
Their bodies traced arcs through the air; some had broken bones and tendons, others had ruptured internal organs, their deaths were gruesome, all killed instantly by a single blow.
What's even more chilling is that Luke can pinpoint the location of multiple enemies in an instant, and with a single slap, he can often hit several people at the same time, like the hand of death reaping lives.
Yuan Tao watched in stunned silence. Although he was an elder of the Quanxing sect, he had never seen such a terrifying scene.
Luke's strength far exceeded his expectations. Those Quanxing masters who were considered decent in his eyes were like ants in front of Luke, utterly vulnerable.
In the darkness, only Luke's cold voice echoed: "Hmph, a mere grain of rice, yet it dares to shine?"
After saying that, he waved his palm again, and the last Quanxing member fell to the ground under his palm. The entire arena fell into dead silence instantly.
"Old Yuan, it's your turn, or the rest of you can all attack together. Master Yongjue, is that you? From the moment we started, I felt like my meridians were being tormented. Please show yourself!"
Upon hearing Luke's words, Feng Shayan, who was standing behind him, was startled, and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes.
Gao Ning, whose Buddhist name was Yongjue Monk, was one of the Four Madmen of Quanxing.
His Twelve Labors Formation demonstrates an extremely high level of psychological manipulation ability, allowing him to firmly control his opponent's emotions.
This ability can not only cause immense psychological distress, but also result in physical harm to the opponent in the real world.
This gives Gao Ning a significant advantage in both psychological warfare and actual combat.
“Amitabha Buddha, Benefactor Lu, if I were to say that I was merely passing by, would you believe me?”
A plump, kind-faced monk emerged from the woods, his kind face bearing a slight hint of sorrow.
Luke shook his head and said, "I don't believe it, so you might as well die..."
The next moment, Luke appeared in front of Monk Yongjue and struck him with a palm.
With just one palm strike, Monk Yongjue's face turned deathly pale. A look of disbelief and terror flashed in his eyes, as if he had never expected Luke's attack to be so swift and fierce.
The palm strike was like a violent storm, carrying unparalleled power, instantly tearing his aura to shreds.
His internal organs felt as if they had been struck by a giant hammer, producing a dull cracking sound. The excruciating pain caused him to involuntarily bend over, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Immediately afterwards, his meridians felt as if they were being cut by sharp blades, breaking inch by inch, and the pain caused him to let out a shrill scream.
The monk Yongjue's body began to tremble uncontrollably. He tried to use his internal energy to resist, but Luke's internal energy surged like a flood, completely suppressing him and making it hard for him to breathe.
The light in his eyes gradually dimmed, his life force slowly faded, and his body slowly collapsed to the ground, eventually becoming motionless and lifeless.
The moonlight shone on him, but it could no longer reflect any life or vitality.
Luke watched this scene coldly, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever, as if he had only done a trivial matter.
From then on, the Twelve Labors Formation disappeared from the world.
"Where are you all headed? 3.3"
Luke suddenly looked up at Shen Chong, who was dressed smartly and wearing gold-rimmed glasses and was about to escape; Dou Mei, who looked like a middle-aged woman and had a gentle temperament; and Xia He, who was alluring and charming, and whose every smile and frown could arouse men's desire.
Every single one of the four madmen of Quanxing deserves to die, even Xia He.
"Hahaha, Luke, you acted way too fast. I hadn't even arrived yet, and you'd already killed so many people."
A hearty laugh echoed from the air. Feng Shayan turned around and saw Lu Jin leading Zhang Lingyu approaching at an extremely fast speed.
"They all deserve to be torn to pieces, do I have to pick a time to kill them? If you want to stretch your muscles, old man, the next few are yours to handle, so you can demonstrate the mysteries of the Triple Rebirth Technique to me."
Chapter 102: One Person's Story: The Death of Shen Chong
"Hehe, alright, it's kind of you to go out of your way. Just leave Yuan Tao to me, we haven't seen each other for decades."
Given Lu Jin's age, there's absolutely no problem with him calling Yuan Tao "kid," since they are from two different generations, and even Yuan Tao's own father died at Lu Jin's hands.
The cold sweat that had been forming on Yuan Tao's forehead because of Gao Ning's death quietly disappeared when Lu Jin chose her.
It wasn't because Yuan Tao thought he could beat Lu Jin, but because he felt that even if he couldn't beat Lu Jin, he could at least escape. But if he faced Lu Ke, he might not even be able to escape and would be slapped to death.
"Well, sir, you've had your fun. I'll take care of sending these three on their way!"
Pretending not to see Zhang Lingyu's seemingly calm but actually panicked expression, Luke made a move to rush towards Shen Chong, Dou Mei, and Xia He.
Shen Chong, Dou Mei, and Xia He were naturally horrified, but Zhang Lingyu was clearly more panicked.
"Brother Lu, I'm here to help you."
Luke certainly didn't need Zhang Lingyu's help, but Zhang Lingyu ignored that and went straight to Xia He.
Zhang Lingyu didn't even emit any golden light before he feigned a palm strike towards Xia He.
Xia He cooperated, a hint of panic flashing in her beautiful eyes, and let out a charming and seductive cry.
"Little Taoist priest, don't come any closer!"
The voice was so seductive, like a moan of pleasure, it was captivating.
Luke couldn't help but feel a little itchy. Putting everything else aside, Xia He was really sexy; she was practically a born sex slave.
It's a pity that although she's very charming, she's not his type. Zhang Lingyu is his true love. And if Luke really had a woman like that, he'd be afraid that a green meadow would appear on his head at any time.
After all, Xia He's reputation as the "Bone-Scraping Knife" wasn't just due to her innate superpowers, but more so because of her actions, which drove people to ecstasy and made them hopelessly addicted. This kind of power affected not only others but also Xia He herself; she had long since become a woman of lust.
The four madmen of Quanxing represent wine, women, wealth, and power. These four temptations are the original sins inherent in humankind. From birth to death, ordinary people pursue nothing more than these four things.
As the saying goes, "Without wine, there is no etiquette; without lust, the road is deserted; without wealth, the world is difficult to navigate; without anger, one is bullied." Wine is used to numb oneself and escape; lust is an addiction to any form of pleasure; wealth is unrestrained possession; and anger is letting emotions dominate. This is the true terror of the Four Madnesses.
Xia He's ability is to make people addicted to the pleasure of "that," but how could she not be affected by using this ability too much? She also has a strong lust, but Zhang Lingyu is her true love.
Xia He was never an innocent girl; she was just a scumbag who met an honest man and fell for him.
Putting everything else aside, in the entire world of supernatural beings, how many are as handsome, from a prestigious family, and honest as Zhang Lingyu? It's not surprising that Xia He was attracted to Zhang Lingyu; after all, the more someone lacks something, the more they yearn for it.
"Damn, Xia He ran away already?"
Shen Chong had known Xia He for so long, how could he not see that Xia He had left on purpose?
If possible, he would prefer to go to the Taoist priest Zhang Lingyu instead of Luke, the god of death.
"Meeting me today is fate for both of you. Whoever comes up first to die will be the one to die."
Xia He is someone who can be killed or not. Considering the old master's reputation and the fact that Xia He hasn't offended him, it's not unreasonable to spare Xia He's life. But Shen Chong and Dou Mei are not so lucky.
Shen Chong possesses a peculiar "usury" ability, which allows him to make contracts with others and allow them to obtain the enemy's energy when they kill them (a certain percentage of which is transferred to Shen Chong's body as interest). However, the interest that the contractor needs to pay becomes increasingly higher as time goes on, eventually turning him into a killing machine.
Dou Mei is short in stature and looks like a 40-50-year-old aunt. Her own striking ability should not be strong, but she has a special and unusual "weakness" that is a perfect match for Gao Ning, and is nicknamed "Intestinal Poison".
The ability to subtly weaken enemies and render them unable to resist other supernatural abilities makes Gao Ning's "Twelve Labors Formation" twice as effective.
But with Gao Ning dead, Dou Mei's threat level has undoubtedly been greatly reduced.
"Damn, give it a try."
The four madmen of Quanxing were almost half-crippled by Luke as soon as they appeared, which undoubtedly drove Shen Chong crazy, but now, in order to save his life, Shen Chong had no choice but to fight.
Suddenly, an extremely large amount of Qi emerged from Shen Chong's body, like a violent torrent, raging around him and almost tearing the surrounding air apart.
The density of that Qi was simply beyond human capabilities; it was as if he had transformed into a treasure trove of Qi, inexhaustible and awe-inspiring.
However, although this Qi was vast, in Luke's eyes it was like a tree without roots, floating and unreal.
A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips. Without moving, he simply waved his hand, and an invisible force surged out, colliding with Shen Chong's violent flow of Qi.
"Hmph, all show and no substance!"
Luke snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain.
The originally rampant flow of Qi, under Luke's power, was torn apart as if it had encountered an insurmountable chasm, turning into specks of starlight and dissipating into the air.
Shen Chong's face turned deathly pale at that moment. He clearly hadn't expected that his trump card would be so easily defeated by Luke.
Luke flashed and appeared in front of Shen Chong like a ghost, throwing a punch that was devoid of any fancy moves but contained earth-shattering power.
Shen Chong stared wide-eyed in horror. He tried to dodge, but found that his body was as if it were bound by an invisible force, and he could not move.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, Shen Chong's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
He coughed up blood, was barely breathing, and his eyes were filled with resentment and despair.
Luke slowly walked up to Shen Chong, looked down at him, his eyes showing no emotion.