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Chapter 3: I Spared Him, Who Will Spare Me?
Chapter 3: I Spared Him, Who Will Spare Me?
Merit!
Seven Taels and Seven Mace!
Qin Zheng's eyes lit up with sudden realization.
With this seven tael and seven mace of merit, perhaps he could perfect the Ghost Head Blade Technique!
Although the Ghost Head Blade Technique wasn't an exceptionally powerful martial art, reaching perfection should be enough to ensure his survival! Moreover, executing evil-doers would earn him merit.
Those sentenced to death on the execution ground were all heinous criminals!
As the executioner, Qin Zheng's job was to behead these criminals.
In other words, even if he did nothing else, as long as he continued his role as the executioner, a steady stream of evil-doers would be delivered to his blade, providing him with endless merit!
This was far simpler than going out to perform acts of chivalry and justice. Qin Zheng suddenly realized that being an executioner was a perfect, irreplaceable role tailored just for him.
A surge of joy filled his heart, and he turned his gaze towards the still-yelling young man beside him.
In his eyes, the youth was no longer a malevolent criminal but a shining symbol of merit!
Taking a deep breath to calm his slightly agitated mind, Qin Zheng gripped the Ghost Head Blade tightly, waiting for the right moment.
As soon as the beheading token dropped, he would raise his blade and collect the merit!
Shi Yan didn't react, assuming that the lucky executioner was trembling in fear of his own words.
He let out a cold laugh and continued, "I'll be honest with you. I'm the young chief of the Golden Cicada Gang from Black Goose City!"
"You should know what to do and what not to do!"
As he finished speaking, a loud voice suddenly echoed across the execution ground.
"The auspicious hour has arrived! Proceed with the execution!"
In the pavilion, Ji Changyin, expressionless, tossed the beheading token.
Upon receiving the order, Qin Zheng's eyes gleamed. He grabbed the nearby burning alcohol, took a big gulp, and then splashed it onto the wide blade of the Ghost Head Blade.
The cold blade shimmered with a chilling aura, causing Shi Yan's heart to tremble.
Hurry, Father!
Qin Zheng fixed his gaze on Shi Yan's neck, his eyes steady. He raised the blade into the air.
The beheading technique appeared in his mind, and with a fierce look in his eyes, he swiftly brought the blade down.
"Stop the execution!"
Boom!
At this critical moment, a loud shout erupted from among the spectators outside the execution ground.
The voice thundered, reverberating in all directions.
Instantly, several black-robed men burst through the blockade, two of them rushing straight towards Ji Changyin's pavilion.
"How dare you!" Ji Changyin roared, standing up and grabbing the long sword by his side. He engaged the two black-robed men in combat.
Meanwhile, another person swiftly approached Qin Zheng, who was about to strike with his blade.
The newcomer moved like a leopard, covering dozens of meters in an instant.
Within the blink of an eye, he was almost upon Qin Zheng.
At that moment, the edge of the Ghost Head Blade was about to touch Shi Yan's nape.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, two silver flashes streaked by.
A sense of crisis exploded in Qin Zheng's heart.
Driven by this sense of danger, he hastily raised his long sword and blocked the two incoming poisoned darts.
At the same time, the black-robed man grabbed Shi Yan from the ground and turned to flee.
"Why did you wait until now to act?" Shi Yan, still terrified of his impending beheading, shouted in anger, venting his fear.
The black-robed man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he remained silent. However, his gaze flickered with surprise as he glanced at Qin Zheng.
Qin Zheng, holding the Ghost Head Blade, took a step forward and swung his blade to intercept the two escaping figures.
"Where do you think you're going?!" Qin Zheng roared, his power erupting.
The Ghost Head Blade Technique was swift and relentless, shadowing the two escapees.
Swish!!
The black-robed man, carrying a person, was much slower than before, making it difficult to evade the blade.
With a mighty heave, he threw Shi Yan back towards the path they had come from, spinning around and drawing out agile daggers from his sleeves.
Taking a quick step forward, he closed the distance to Qin Zheng, aiming the daggers at Qin Zheng's heart and neck.
Qin Zheng's eyes flickered, and he retreated a step, countering the daggers with his Ghost Head Blade.
The five-foot-long, thirty-catty Ghost Head Blade might not be as agile as the opponent's daggers, but each clash made the black-robed man's hands tremble.
Qin Zheng's body, inheriting the strength of his ancestors, allowed him to continue the executioner's role, possessing extraordinary power!
The two fought fiercely, and the black-robed man grew increasingly anxious.
Skilled in lightfoot techniques, his combat skills were not as refined, allowing him only to barely protect himself within Black Goose City.
He had thought he would rescue someone from an executioner who lacked martial arts skills without having to fight himself.
Little did he expect that the executioner would possess martial arts and blade techniques!
After their brief stalemate, the soldiers in the execution ground had recovered and surrounded them.
Shi Yan, bound by ropes, could only crawl forward with difficulty.
"Capture him!" Qin Zheng shouted, and with a swing of his blade, he knocked the black-robed man into the soldiers' encirclement.
Then, he stepped away, taking several strides towards Shi Yan, who was still crawling on the ground.
Qin Zheng lifted Shi Yan up.
Shi Yan's face, which had been full of arrogance moments ago, was now filled with panic.
"Please, let me go!"
"Whatever you want, my father will give it to you if you release me!"
"If you let me go, the Golden Cicada Gang will not blame you for accepting my father's gift!"
Shi Yan pleaded frantically.
Qin Zheng's eyes narrowed at these words.
Outside the execution ground, the crowd grew restless again, as someone else attempted to intervene.
Qin Zheng didn't hesitate. He released Shi Yan and stepped on his back, controlling his movements.
He could pretend to let the man go, but if he did, would the Golden Cicada Gang spare him?
Moreover, the dark palm mark on his chest wouldn't give Qin Zheng enough time to cut off a head.
If he didn't obtain this merit and seek a change today, death awaited him!
With this thought, Qin Zheng's eyes hardened, and he raised the Ghost Head Blade, aiming at Shi Yan's neck and delivering a ruthless blow!
Plop!!
The head rolled, and a gush of crimson blood mixed with hot air splattered onto the ground.
The merit was instantly obtained!
Before Qin Zheng could rejoice, a loud shout came from outside the execution ground.
"My son!!"
A powerful aura surged forth.
Qin Zheng's expression darkened, and he focused his mind, sinking into his Heart Sea.
Facing the scroll, he spoke aloud, "Ghost Head Blade Technique, enhance!!"
(End of Chapter)
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