"Go to hell!"
Cui Xiao watched as the protective shield broke, raising his saber again, ready to finish off the young man and seize his resources.
Just then, four or five copper coin-sized Spirit Stones suddenly fell out of Jiang Ping'an's embrace.
The crystal-clear Spirit Stones emitted a soft, warm glow.
Cui Xiao's pupils contracted.
Spirit Stones!
The opponent actually possessed such precious items!
The current national war was precisely for the mineral veins of these very items!
Wait a moment, my neck hurts so much.
Huh? Why is there a headless body in front of me... No! This is my body!
My head fell off!
Cui Xiao's large head fell to the ground, his eyes wide, filled with disbelief.
It was supposed to be a sure victory for him, yet in the end, he was the one who died.
It was the moment he saw the Spirit Stones that his mind wavered, and in that precise moment, Jiang Ping'an concentrated all his Spiritual Qi into his hand, delivering a fatal blow.
The soldiers, who had been cheering joyfully, abruptly fell silent, staring blankly at the scene before them.
Time seemed to stand still.
"Thud ~"
The headless body fell, kicking up dust.
"The Captain is dead!"
"The Captain was killed!"
The soldiers who had just been cheering became terrified, mounted their horses, and fled frantically.
The Captain's strength was beyond doubt; he could calmly escape even a hundred-person siege.
But he was killed by this young man!
They feared death and dared not linger for a moment, afraid that their heads would also be separated from their bodies, just like the Captain's.
Jiang Ping'an's breathing was rapid, his heart pounding wildly; he was just that close to dying himself.
This incident taught him two things.
First, never act rashly before clarifying the opponent's strength, unless absolutely necessary.
Second, never be greedy.
He firmly etched these survival skills, summarized from his experience, into his mind to prevent such situations from recurring.
He had no teacher, no one to guide him on his path; everything had to be relied on himself.
Ignoring his need to catch his breath, Jiang Ping'an began to search the man's corpse.
He quickly found two books and a bottle of medicine labeled 'Blood Qi Pill'.
The two books were titled "Blood Qi Art" and "Phantom Blade" respectively.
He wasn't sure what "Blood Qi Art" was, but he knew about "Phantom Blade."
During the battle, he clearly saw that he had blocked the opponent's blade, yet the opponent's blade always inexplicably broke through his defense and struck the protective shield.
He didn't know what this 'Blood Qi Pill' was for either, so he put it away for now.
Jiang Ping'an picked up the opponent's precious saber and quickly glanced at it.
The saber was entirely black, two fingers wide, and about the same length as his height. The blade was very narrow; if it weren't for a slight curve, it would look more like a sword.
The soldier's powerful attack was inseparable from this saber; ordinary military sabers simply couldn't contend with it.
Without time for a closer inspection, Jiang Ping'an, holding the saber, picked up a few hundred taels of silver from the opponent's horse corpse and quickly ran towards the mountain.
Having killed a government soldier, the other side would certainly not let him go. Ping Shui County had four thousand iron cavalry, and this man was just one of their captains; there were definitely stronger individuals.
With his current Cultivation, he couldn't withstand stronger opponents, nor even a siege by a group of ordinary soldiers.
Jiang Ping'an arrived before two graves, immediately knelt on the ground, tears welling in his eyes.
"Father, Mother, your child is leaving."
"You often used to say that you wanted your child to be a good boy and not cause trouble, and I tried my best to listen."
"However, in this world, good people do not live long."
"I will not be a do-gooder, but I will also not become a scoundrel who indiscriminately kills innocents."
"Leaving this time, your child does not know if he will return alive to offer incense to you."
"If there is reincarnation in this world, your child will continue to be your child in the next life."
"If there are Immortals in this world, your child will definitely embark on the Immortal Path and resurrect you!"
"Father, Mother, your child is leaving. Those who forced you to your deaths must all die!"
Jiang Ping'an kowtowed three times heavily, then slowly stood up.
He tied the long saber behind his back, wiped away his tears, and his expression became resolute.
The young man's hair danced in the wind as he carried his backpack and the long saber, walking into the endless forest.
Before the two graves, two small white flowers, growing together, swayed gently in the wind, as if loved ones bidding farewell to a traveler, waving softly.
The setting sun cut through the trees, shining on the gradually departing young man, lonely and desolate.
In Ping Shui County, inside a restaurant.
A middle-aged man, with two shy beauties in his arms, laughed and chatted. Before them were all kinds of delicacies, each dish of extraordinary value.
"Great General, something has happened!"
A soldier in armor rushed in anxiously.
The middle-aged man's expression darkened, and he abruptly stood up, "Has the Great Xia Kingdom attacked?"
"No, it's Captain Cui Xiao who was killed by a rogue civilian!" said Chen Sheng, the reporting soldier.
"Damn it, you scared the hell out of me!"
The middle-aged man kicked the soldier down, then sat back in his seat, embracing the two women and continuing to eat and drink.
"However, Cui Xiao was a Martial Artist, comparable to a Cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining. How could an ordinary villager kill him?" the middle-aged man asked, puzzled.
The reporting soldier recounted the general situation of the information he had received, omitting the parts about the bandits giving money and the desire to occupy the land, only mentioning the search for missing soldiers.
"Interesting, there's actually a Cultivator. It seems he has a small Opportunity."
The middle-aged man took a bite of the dish offered by a beauty, and said indifferently, "Send the other captains to deal with that kid. Whoever gets the Opportunity depends on their luck."
"If this rogue civilian dares to rebel today, other rogue civilians will want to rebel tomorrow. Give these rogue civilians a long memory, kill the chicken to warn the monkeys."
The middle-aged man didn't care for Jiang Ping'an's possessions, but for ordinary soldiers, the young man's Opportunity held immense appeal.
Furthermore, this young man must be killed to cool the ardor of those who wish to resist.
"Yes, General."
The reporting soldier respectfully withdrew, and the pleasant laughter of women continued to echo in the room.
The captains of Ping Shui County were all excited upon hearing this news.
A method of Cultivation! This was what they had dreamed of!
Cultivation methods were expensive, and ordinary people like them couldn't obtain them, only able to Cultivate Blood Qi, which was Body Refining.
But Body Refining had great limitations, and excessive Cultivation could easily affect one's lifespan.
However, possessing a Cultivation method was different; it could increase lifespan and make one stronger.
According to the soldiers who were present at the scene, the reason the young man was able to kill Cui Xiao was entirely because several white stones fell from the young man's embrace, which led to Cui Xiao's careless death.
This proved that the young man was not strong!
They speculated that the white stones that fell out were most likely Spirit Stones, otherwise, it wouldn't have caused Cui Xiao to lose his composure.
Spirit Stones were very precious; even if ordinary people didn't Cultivate, carrying Spirit Stones could ward off illness and prolong life.
The young man's combat power was inferior to Cui Xiao's, yet he possessed a Cultivation method, Spirit Stones, a protective amulet, and a storage Magic Treasure.
The appearance of any one of these items would be worth their effort, let alone four!
These captains were extremely excited, as if Jiang Ping'an was already within their grasp.
Batch after batch of soldiers left Ping Shui County city, heading towards Dahe Village.
But they didn't notice that a fourteen or fifteen-year-old young man stood at the city gate, calmly watching them depart.
Who would have thought that the young man they were pursuing had come to their main base.
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