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Chapter 331: Talent is the True Treasure
Chapter 331: Talent is the True Treasure
The Five Sins Altar Masters wreaked havoc across the land, causing countless deaths in just a few days. With their formidable skills, ordinary martial sect members would be no match for them and would likely meet their end.
However, since the reincarnates were taking action, Hu Ma was not at all worried. She believed that as soon as they moved, the Five Sins Altar Masters would only have one path: death.
Still, she had some concerns about Sweet Potato Liquor. After all, Sweet Potato Liquor was young and not very skilled. Although she was eager to participate, the only thing she could offer was a treasure passed down by her master.
In terms of influence, her most significant identity was that of a Flour Merchant's Lady, and secondly, the head of the Add Official Sect. However, as the sect leader, she had only one disciple, her husband, who had now become her puppet.
Could she handle a Malevolent Fate Envoy?
While Hu Ma was worrying about this, Sweet Potato Liquor had already led a group to surround the woman holding a child. The group consisted of fierce-looking men who were crouched behind a hay stack, whispering, "Lu Madam, is the one up ahead really a fat sheep?"
"Of course, she is."
Sweet Potato Liquor, with a serious expression, whispered, "I’ve checked thoroughly; she’s carrying at least a hundred taels of silver and a few Blood Feast Pills!"
"Have you heard of Blood Feast Pills? They’re excellent for longevity. Eat one, and your skills will improve by at least thirty percent."
"This young lady was planning to come to our flour store to sell these Blood Feast Pills, and then have us send people to escort her to the capital to visit her relatives. But can we let that happen?"
"Is there any business better than one that guarantees profit?"
"..."
Sweet Potato Liquor’s pretty face showed a hint of pride as she said, "I’ve already invited Black Dog Lord and a few fellow road bandits. We’ll take care of this fat sheep and split the spoils, okay?"
"Are you sure you have enough brothers with you?"
"That woman must have some skills to travel alone. Women, children, and old men in the martial world should never be underestimated."
"..."
"Then rest assured!"
Black Dog Lord, who looked like a fiend, scanned Sweet Potato Liquor’s graceful figure crouched behind the hay stack and whispered with a grin, "I’ve brought half the village. They’re all seasoned killers."
"Capturing such a young lady will be a piece of cake."
"..."
Sweet Potato Liquor smiled, "Just take it easy. Once we take her down, all the gold is yours. I’ll take two Blood Feast Pills, and you can have one. Is that a deal?"
"Deal!" Black Dog Lord snarled and agreed.
This was truly a windfall. Black Dog Lord was a prominent figure, a village tyrant who worked the fields during busy seasons and led the village’s bandits to rob travelers when things were slow.
They were different from other robbers who would let people go after a small payment. Instead, they would rush in, sprinkle lime, set traps, steal all the goods, kill all the men, and kill the unattractive women to feed the pigs. The attractive ones they would bring back to the village, play with until they got tired, and then kill them.
He had become acquainted with the Flour Merchant's Lady because they had robbed the Lu family’s grain shipment. After a few encounters, they somehow became allies, occasionally partnering up for a few heists.
Black Dog Lord didn’t understand the martial world, as he was just a farmer by nature. However, he wasn’t stupid and knew this was a golden opportunity. The Flour Merchant's Lady was bold and witty, but unfortunately, she treated him like a brother and had brought him in on this good deal.
Unfortunately for her, her luck had run out.
Once this heist was done, he would have leverage over her. Wouldn’t all the silver from the flour store belong to the brothers?
Even she, whom he had lusted after for so long, would finally be within his grasp.
With his mind made up, Sweet Potato Liquor rushed out, blocking the path of the woman with the child, shouting loudly, much to Black Dog Lord’s surprise. He wondered why this Flour Merchant's Lady spoke the underworld lingo so fluently, even better than he did.
"Stopping us on the road?"
The woman with the child seemed startled but then smiled, "Whose little girl are you, not staying at home to embroider, but learning such a trade?"
She had noticed the bandits hiding behind the hay stack but was puzzled. They were clearly just farmers who knew nothing of the martial world. Why did they think they could stop her?
"What’s wrong with this trade?"
The lame young woman, hearing this, was displeased and shouted, "Women should stay at home and take care of their husbands and children. Can’t women come out and make a name for themselves?"
She then yelled, "Brothers, attack!"
Before her words had even finished, handfuls of lime were thrown at the woman’s face.
The bandits, after throwing the lime, rushed forward, attacking with various weapons.
Dealing with a single woman shouldn’t have required so many men, but they brought them because they knew she was skilled and didn’t dare to be careless. Since they couldn’t be careful, there was no point in following the martial code; they went straight for the kill.
The woman, not expecting them to attack immediately, laughed and flicked her sleeve, brushing off the lime, and said with a smile, "So you don’t follow the martial code?"
Without even discussing the matter, you dare to overstep your bounds?"
Before she could finish, a dark figure suddenly approached, and she hurriedly waved her hand again, but was still drenched. To her horror, it was a bucket of feces and urine.
Enraged, she shouted, "You're asking for death!"
As a Five Sins Altar Master, she had never suffered such a loss. She was ready to kill at the slightest provocation.
However, unexpectedly, those people rushed forward first, holding ropes, nets, hooks, and pitchforks. They surrounded her, stabbing and poking, causing a commotion.
The woman was so furious that she almost laughed. With a sharp cry, she drew her weapon and knocked down two of them. Usually, when encountering such fierce bandits, killing two would be enough to scare the rest into kneeling and begging for mercy.
But to her surprise, after killing two of them, the others showed no fear and continued to charge forward.
Even the two she had killed got up from the ground, moving clumsily but still surrounding her, desperately attacking. Strangely, the others seemed to ignore their unusual behavior and focused on attacking her, shouting and screaming.
"Have I fallen for a Soul Binding Spell?"
The woman suddenly realized that the lame girl from earlier was likely not an ordinary bandit. While dodging attacks, she scanned the surroundings but couldn't find the girl.
A faint giggle echoed from the nearby forest.
"You're seeking your own death."
"I want to see which sect you're from, daring to plot against me?"
The woman no longer held back. She flipped her hand, throwing the baby she held out. It was a little imp, tethered by a red thread, jumping and hopping above the crowd, its teeth sinking into several people's necks.
"Ouch..."
The girl's cry of surprise rang out from the roadside. The grass rustled as she turned and ran, limping but not slowly.
"Little sister, you've come. Why not have a chat with your sister?"
There was no way the woman would let her escape. With a soft laugh, she pulled the baby back, holding it close. Her figure seemed to float like a phantom, calmly following the girl.
They chased each other, one in front and one behind, until they reached a village.
The lame girl flashed and disappeared, but her laughter echoed from within the village: "Be careful, my three great-aunts and eight great-uncles are all here. Dare to enter, and we'll strip you naked and match you with the village's old bachelors."
"Is that so? I'd like to meet this bold girl's family and see who taught her such manners."
The woman knew there must be something strange about this village, but with her spiritual treasure protection, she wasn't concerned. Smiling faintly, she floated into the village, looking around.
Her face paled as she noticed that every house had oil lamps lit, but they were all empty, not a single person in sight. Instead, a strong bloody smell filled her nostrils.
Suddenly, a shrill whistle pierced the air, and countless people emerged from all directions. Each hunched over, holding farm tools, like evil spirits rushing towards the woman. The overwhelming yin energy made her struggle to keep her eyes open.
The village's doors and windows opened and closed on their own, and behind the windows were paper figures, staring blankly at her, chanting audibly as if countless evil spirits were calling her name.
"Don't struggle..."
Amidst the terrified wails, a voice laughed, "A large Blood Altar can block all spells and break all techniques. Even summoning ghosts or sending messages won't work..."
"Blood Sacrifice Altar?"
The woman holding the baby was shocked. She backed away, her face changing as she was forced out by a surge of blood energy: "You sacrificed everyone in this village?"
"No..."
The laughter sounded again, "After all, you're a disciple of the Five Sins Lord. Using just one village's people would be disrespectful to the Five Sins Lord."
"So I used three villages..."
"I told them a rich lady was giving away chickens and rice, and people from those three bandit villages came..."
"..."
As the voice spoke, the lame girl appeared behind the crowd, grinning.
Leaning on her crutch, she hopped forward, her eyes gleaming as she looked at the woman. "You say you hoard treasures, carrying so many interesting things. But they're not all for creating sins and killing enemies. What use are they?"
"Haven't you heard that talent is the true treasure? Used well, it can even surpass the Earth Deity Lord."
"..."
The woman's heart trembled. With all her might, she cried, "Madman, evildoer, demon, what kind of scoundrel are you?"
"Nonsense! Don't slander us."
The lame girl frowned. "It's you Five Sins Lord's disciples who hoard treasures, causing harm to so many. I just happened to find a treasure. You can't make me take the blame for your actions..."
(End of Chapter)
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