Chapter 240
Chapter 240
As it turned out, Eighth Master Chang’s fears were entirely unfounded.
Not only did the God of Slaughter Bai Qi show no anger after hearing Hua Jiunan’s answer, he seemed to appreciate the young man all the more.
“Good, good, good! A worthy descendant of Old General Li indeed-one who does not make promises lightly!”
“I have already considered that problem.”
As he spoke, Bai Qi produced an ancient scroll.
“I had someone paint a portrait of that wretch Fan Ju. Commit his face to memory, Young Friend.”
“As for whether you ever encounter him… simply leave that to fate!”
Before Hua Jiunan could speak, the “anxious” Eighth Master Chang rushed to declare his position.
“Don’t you worry, Lord Bai! I’ve had a great memory since I was little. I’ll definitely remember him!”
“Once I run into your enemy, I’ll tie him up tighter than a rice dumpling and deliver him straight to the Yin-Yang Realm!”
Chen Daji did not believe a word of it. He looked at Eighth Master Chang with open suspicion.
“Really? You’ve got a good memory, Eighth Master?!”
“Then how come you can’t even remember that your favorite food is White Elephant instant noodles?!”
Having been made to lose face in front of the God of Slaughter Bai Qi, Eighth Master Chang flew into an embarrassed rage.
His tail lashed out and smacked Chen Daji hard across the head once more.
“Leave you unbeaten for three days and you’ll be up on the roof tearing off tiles! You little bastard, you’ve gone too far!”
“Let me tell you something. If a toad has ever beaten me up, I’ll remember it even after hundreds of years.”
“It could hide among several thousand other toads, and your Eighth Master would still pick it out at a glance!”
Chen Daji had no comeback for that.
He believed Eighth Master Chang was entirely capable of such a feat…
Even with the God of Slaughter Bai Qi’s peerless authority, he could only look profoundly helpless before this pair of living treasures.
He simply ignored them, removed the blood-red saber from his back, and handed it to Hua Jiunan.
“That wretch Fan Ju will not be easy to deal with. Take this Slaughter Saber to protect yourself!”
The instant the long saber entered Hua Jiunan’s hand, he felt an almost unbearable cold.
It was like being dragged from a warm bed in the middle of a bitter winter night and thrown straight into bone-chilling ice water.
At the same time, endless killing intent flooded his sea of consciousness.
His eyes instantly turned blood-red. It seemed to him that everything beneath heaven could be cut down and every living creature in the universe could be slain!
Only Hua Jiunan’s unshakable will allowed him to suppress that murderous urge and avoid falling into qi deviation.
The sight made Bai Qi even more pleased with him.
“Old General Li often tells me of your affairs.”
“Today I offer you these words: With a blood feud upon you, you must kill without equal!”
“Show even the slightest softheartedness, and you will not only destroy yourself-you will also bring disaster upon every brother at your side!”
As he spoke, Bai Qi pressed one finger between Hua Jiunan’s brows.
Savage killing aura poured into Hua Jiunan’s body like a tidal wave and merged with him.
Under that double onslaught, Hua Jiunan could endure no longer. He threw back his head and roared.
“Kill!”
As though receiving an order, all ten thousand Qin soldiers drew their weapons in unison and struck them against their breastplates.
“The General is mighty! Kill! Kill! Kill!”
Once the frenzy passed, Hua Jiunan’s usually composed and refined air had gained a deep edge of icy ruthlessness.
Now he looked every inch a blood-forged general who had survived a hundred battles.
Nor was it merely his bearing that had changed. Hua Jiunan could sense that his cultivation had advanced substantially as well.
“This junior thanks the Great General for his gift!”
The God of Slaughter gazed at the young man before him and nodded in satisfaction.
“Now that is how a descendant of generals should look!”
“Very well, it is getting late. This is where we part.”
“Tell me where you wish to go, Young Friend, and I will have my soldiers escort you.”
Only after the God of Slaughter Bai Qi and his army had vanished completely from sight did the others dare let out long sighs of relief.
Chen Daji quietly asked Hua Jiunan,
“Big Brother, just who was our grandpa?”
“Even the God of Slaughter was his friend, and they looked tighter than you’d believe.”
Zhao Fei stared at Chen Daji as if he were an idiot.
“Little Chicken, are you freaking stupid?!”
“Can you stay away from Fat Master from now on? Just standing next to you is embarrassing!”
“What sort of man do you think could receive the August First Medal, the Independence and Freedom Medal, and the Liberation Medal?!”
Desperate to save his mother, Hua Jiunan had no patience for his two closest friends’ chatter. He turned to the Hundred-Battle Warrior Spirits who had remained behind.
“May I trouble you generals to escort us to Xiaoyu Mountain, General Li Guang’s garrison?”
This was a true blood-forged army.
The Hundred-Battle Warrior Spirit in command said nothing. After a grave nod, he led his troops onward.
Eighth Master Chang swept everyone onto his back with his great tail and followed close behind.