Chapter 547: The Blood Tiger Gang's Excesses

Chapter 547: The Blood Tiger Gang's Excesses

Three members of the Blood Tiger Gang witnessed a white-haired man crawling out of a coffin.

The crimson light illuminated his face, and his eyes seemed to glow with an eerie light, making him appear sinister and terrifying.

"A ghost!"

The trio was startled and couldn't help but scream.

In the middle of the night, at a graveyard, the howling cold wind, and a man crawling out of a coffin, complaining that they had disturbed his sleep—it was all too eerie.

Even Zhao Yan, who was being restrained, trembled with fear.

Although he respected his master, he didn't want his master's ghost to come back and haunt him.

However, Wang Tong, who had been trembling all along, suddenly lost his wits. With a determined heart, he said, "If you're dead, don't come back to bother me!"

He raised his dagger and lunged at Qi Yuan.

"Sigh, I just want to quietly become a mortal. Why do so many people keep forcing me?" Qi Yuan felt helpless.

His original plan was to continue the white-haired man's mortal transformation.

Since the white-haired man was dead, he would continue the transformation by borrowing his coffin.

With his talent, lying in a coffin for a year or two and doing nothing, he estimated that he would become a mortal and break through to the Ancestor Deity realm. Qi Yuan's plan was perfect.

After all, becoming a mortal, according to Qi Yuan's understanding from watching TV dramas and reading comics for many years, was similar to seclusion, hiding in the mortal world, and being undisturbed by worldly affairs.

However, many people failed in their mortal transformation because, according to Qi Yuan's understanding, they had issues with their chosen location. Even though they were becoming mortals, they were often disturbed by bullies and arrogant individuals, causing constant trouble.

Therefore, when becoming a mortal, one must choose a good location, a place where no one will disturb them and they can be at peace.

So, where else could be better than a coffin?

After all, who would bother someone in a coffin?

A coffin was the perfect place for a mortal transformation!

Qi Yuan's plan seemed flawless, but who would have thought that even in a coffin, someone would come to disturb him.

He was furious.

"It's all because of you that I'm forced to do this. I just want to lie in a coffin and sleep in peace!"

"Those who force me deserve to die!"

Qi Yuan stood up and glared at Wang Tong, who was charging towards him.

He lifted the coffin lid and slammed it down on Wang Tong's body.

"This is for disturbing me!"

The coffin lid struck Wang Tong, knocking him out cold, his head ringing, and stars appearing before his eyes.

Bang, bang, bang!

Qi Yuan continued to slam the lid, appearing extremely domineering.

After a few more bangs, he flattened Wang Tong's head, and blood flowed.

Holding the coffin lid, Qi Yuan's expression turned fierce. "In your next life, don't disturb others' sleep!"

In Qi Yuan's acquired memories, the white-haired man chose to become a mortal and truly succeeded, almost living without using his transcendent powers.

Since Qi Yuan was continuing the mortal transformation, he must do the same and not rely on his transcendent powers.

He couldn't use any skills, spells, or supernatural abilities.

But... he could still use his own hard-earned physical strength from training and the experience gained from killing monsters, right?

Without using his transcendent powers, he just had a bit more strength and a slightly more robust physique.

At that moment, the others present sized up Qi Yuan, feeling fearful.

Not only had this man risen from the dead, but he was also holding a coffin lid and had just smashed Wang Tong to death!

"Your turn. You're forcing me to do this!"

Qi Yuan held the coffin lid like a fierce bandit, no, a fierce ghost!

Xu Jiaoyun's heart raced with fear, and she took off running.

She already had a shadow in her heart, and the Purple Heaven Forest was filled with graveyards, making it too eerie.

But in her panic, she tripped and fell onto a small grave mound, impaling herself on a sharp bamboo stake. A large bloodstain appeared on her lower abdomen, and blood flowed.

However, at that moment, she couldn't care about the pain and struggled to get up to continue running.

Qi Yuan looked at Xu Jiaoyun's wound, and a look of pity appeared on his face. "It looks so painful. I can't bear to see you suffer like this. Let me help you end this pain."

Qi Yuan felt he was as kind as an old master, unable to bear seeing Xu Jiaoyun in such agony, so he played the role of a great benefactor and helped her end her suffering.

Qi Yuan raised the coffin lid and slammed it down, and Xu Jiaoyun looked up to see a dark shadow falling, smashing onto her body. The powerful force pressed her body down, and the sharp bamboo stake pierced her, chilling her to the core.

"Pfft..."

Blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, Xu Jiaoyun was truly dead.

The remaining three members of the Blood Tiger Gang trembled with fear. They were all thugs and bullies, not powerful cultivators, and naturally feared the fierce Qi Yuan.

A short and sturdy man gritted his teeth and said, "Are you a cultivator? Our Blood Tiger Gang also has cultivators. You can't kill me, or the Blood Tiger Gang will not let you off!"

This man was too fierce, and there was no way to escape.

Even in such a dire situation, he could still think of a threatening method.

It seemed he still had some "quick wit."

As for the other two mindless gang members, they were so scared they couldn't speak.

"Don't be ridiculous. I'm not a cultivator. I can't become transcendent. I'm just naturally strong!" Qi Yuan denied.

Just because he ate a little more and had a bit more strength, how could he be a transcendent?

If he revealed his transcendent identity, how could he become a mortal?

As the words left his mouth, Qi Yuan picked up the coffin board and angrily struck the three Blood Tiger gang members to death.

"Phew... I'm exhausted!" Qi Yuan pretended to be out of breath, his acting skills on full display.

Zhao Yan looked at the white-haired man before him and couldn't help but tentatively ask, "Master?"

Only then did Qi Yuan turn to Zhao Yan, "I am your master, but also not."

Zhao Yan was stunned, feeling a bit dazed.

What did he mean by 'is but not'?

"Master, didn't you die?" Zhao Yan tentatively looked at Qi Yuan.

The man before him had white hair, and his appearance was almost identical to that of his master.

If there was any dissimilarity, it was that his eyes didn't carry the same amount of lifelessness as his master's.

Of course, what he didn't know was that his so-called master was once a manifestation of Qi Yuan's blood that had dripped into the game.

In a sense, it was Qi Yuan's blood clone.

Even if their appearances were different, Qi Yuan would still feel that they were exactly the same.

"My soul died, but my body is still alive," Qi Yuan said.

"Soul died? Body alive?" Zhao Yan was baffled.

Why did he understand every word, but when they were put together, he couldn't make sense of their meaning?

Qi Yuan glanced at the coffin, and a hint of regret flashed across his face.

Now that his plan had failed, he couldn't lie in the coffin any longer.

"Let's go home," Qi Yuan said.

He was ready to continue his mortal transformation at home.

Zhao Yan froze for a moment, his expression turning anxious, "Master, you killed the Blood Tiger gang members. The Blood Tiger gang won't let us off easily!"

Zhao Yan was extremely worried.

In Cloud Blood City, aside from Thorned Blood and the nobles, the Blood Tiger gang was the most powerful force, ruthlessly exploiting the common folk.

And behind the Blood Tiger gang was a member of Thorned Blood, a Blood Tiger Cultivator.

The Blood Tiger Cultivator was once a powerful cultivator who, after joining Thorned Blood, transformed himself into a Blood Tiger.

Ordinary citizens had no chance or qualification to oppose such a gang.

They could only be exploited or join the gang.

"What? The Blood Tiger gang won't let me transform?" Qi Yuan widened his eyes, furious, "How can people be so despicable? I didn't offend them at all, I was just quietly living as an ordinary person, and yet... they dared to come after me!"

Qi Yuan was genuinely angry.

An honest man had been pushed too far, enough to make blood splatter in five steps.

He was just quietly lying in the coffin, sleeping.

But now, he was disturbed.

He had planned to continue his mortal transformation at home, but the Blood Tiger gang was too much!

Zhao Yan blinked, a bit dazed, but he cautiously said, "Master... Should we leave Cloud Blood City? Otherwise, if the Blood Tiger gang comes after us, we might end up in a terrible situation."

Although his master's combat power was impressive earlier, it wasn't inferior to that of a cultivator.

However, in Cloud Blood City, the concept of Thorned Blood being invincible was deeply rooted.

After all, Thorned Blood could communicate with the Trickster God!

That was a god hanging high in the sky!

"Escaping won't solve the problem," Qi Yuan shook his head, his tone carrying a deep meaning, "If I let them get away with it, won't I be letting them bully me?"

"Should we... retaliate?" Zhao Yan mumbled.

How could ordinary citizens fight against a gang?

Aside from some solitary wanderers outside the city, no one dared to provoke the gang.

And those solitary wanderers didn't dare enter the city, as they would be captured by Thorned Blood.

"What retaliation? This is called self-defense," Qi Yuan stated matter-of-factly, "But, I might be thinking too much. What if the Blood Tiger gang doesn't bother me?"

Qi Yuan thought further.

Since he was undergoing mortal transformation, he couldn't be too aggressive.

What if the Blood Tiger gang members were all kind and polite, even as villains?

After all, the respected Grand Duke in that TV show was also very courteous.

He couldn't misunderstand a good person.

"Let's go, time to sleep," Qi Yuan prepared to return to sleep.

After lying in the coffin for so long, he felt like his body had taken on the scent of a corpse.

In a book, there was a line...

...

Li Xi Street.

The morning light shone, like fresh blood splattered on the ground.

The commoners here woke up early, wearing short garments as they went out to work.

Perhaps due to their poor and insufficient diet, the people here were all thin and pale, showing signs of malnutrition.

Wu Xiang wore a long robe, seemingly taken from a dead body, as he frowned and spoke.

"That white-haired man actually died?"

Wu Lian nodded, "He just passed away a few days ago, and even the big shots of Thorned Blood came to check it out."

Mentioning this, Wu Lian felt a hint of sadness.

The white-haired man was her neighbor, and in this area where everyone was malnourished, he was considered a handsome man.

Wu Lian often stole glances at him.

That white-haired man hadn't changed in appearance over the past decade, so Wu Lian guessed he was a cultivator.

"What a pity, he was a cultivator. Otherwise, if we could bring him into our group, it would have boosted our strength.

"Wu Xiang spoke."

He was from outside the city, a member of the rebel army.

They had recruited many cultivators with the sole purpose of overthrowing the rule of Thorned Blood.

However, the vast gap between them and Thorned Blood meant they could only loiter outside the city like stray dogs.

Wu Xiang pushed these thoughts aside and lowered his voice, "Wu Lian, this time you have to leave with me. I've cleared all the channels."

Wu Lian's face lit up with joy at these words.

Although life inside the city was better than outside, at least she didn't have to live in constant fear of being swallowed by the Trick Spirits at any moment.

But she was different; she had caught the attention of Thorned Blood. Once she turned eighteen, she would be sent to the Afterlife Institute to become a tool for incubating Trick Spirits.

"Good!" Wu Lian nodded vigorously.

Just then, Wu Xiang's expression changed slightly, "Not good, the Blood Tiger Gang!"

He glanced outside the courtyard and saw a group of over ten people wearing Blood Tiger Gang uniforms marching towards them, their demeanor fierce.

Wu Xiang's face paled instantly; there was a traitor within the rebel army who had sold him out.

"What do we do!"

"What do we do!"

At that moment, he was anxious, but there was someone even more worried than him.

That person was Zhao Yan.

The previous day, after returning to the courtyard, he hadn't been able to sleep a wink. With panda eyes, he kept looking outside, fearing that the Blood Tiger Gang would come to cause trouble.

Sure enough, as soon as the sky brightened, over ten members of the Blood Tiger Gang arrived, their demeanor menacing.

Moreover, judging by their uniforms, they were Inner Hall Disciples.

The combat power of Inner Hall Disciples was not something ordinary disciples could match.

"It's bad, it's bad, Master! The Blood Tiger Gang is here to kill us!"

Zhao Yan shouted anxiously.

In the house, Qi Yuan, who was eating congee, lost his appetite.

"Sigh... It seems I've been too optimistic about this world!"

"I just accidentally killed a few of them in self-defense, right?"

"They dare to come after me for revenge!"

"I just want to quietly live as a mortal, minding my own business. It's you guys who are forcing me!"

Qi Yuan clenched his teeth and smashed the bowl in his hand on the ground.

He picked up a hoe from the corner of the wall and strode out of the courtyard with a commanding presence.

"You Blood Tiger scum, you've gone too far!"

Qi Yuan stepped out of the courtyard, his voice booming as he held the hoe in front of the Blood Tiger Gang's Inner Hall Disciples.

The hoe slammed into the ground with a mighty crash!

An extraordinary display of dominance!

The only flaw was that he might have used too much force; the wooden handle loosened and the hoe split in two.

In Qi Yuan's hand, only a wooden stick remained.

The Blood Tiger Gang's disciples were stunned, looking bewildered.

"Who is he?"

"What are you doing?"

"Wait, isn't he that white-haired cultivator? Wasn't he dead?"

"How is he alive?"

"Is he a zombie?"

The Inner Hall Disciples of the Blood Tiger Gang whispered among themselves, some confused and bewildered.

In the neighboring courtyard, Wu Lian covered her mouth, "How is he alive?"

She had personally mourned Qi Yuan and even eaten his food.

Now, Qi Yuan was standing there with a hoe, blocking the Blood Tiger Gang.

What was happening?

The Blood Tiger Gang's small leader's face kept changing, finding the situation before him rather bizarre.

However, they were busy capturing the rebels and had no time to waste with Qi Yuan.

"Hey, there's been a misunderstanding. We're here to capture your neighbor; there are rebels hiding in her courtyard!" the small leader of the Blood Tiger Gang explained.

After all, the person before them was a cultivator, and they had no idea of his strength. If they delayed and let the rebels escape, it would be a huge loss.

"Hmph, do you think I'm stupid?" Qi Yuan scoffed, "You're pretending to capture the rebels to lower my guard and then capture me!"

The small leader of the Blood Tiger Gang was taken aback.

Had they encountered a fool?

"Hmph, I won't fall for the same trick twice." Qi Yuan said calmly, "Last night, I was too trusting of you, thinking you'd be magnanimous and wouldn't cause me trouble.

But today, not only did you come to cause trouble, but you're using the same old trick, thinking I'd fall for it again?"

"???" The small leader was utterly confused.

What last night? What trick? Why couldn't he understand what this white-haired man was saying? Not only was Zhao Yan half-confused, he felt like he understood, yet nothing made sense.

The small leader's face darkened, and he said without courtesy, "Since you won't accept our offer, we'll have to force you! Brothers, let's kill him!"

Qi Yuan's face lit up with a wise gleam, "See, my wit has seen through your plan. No more pretending!"

Qi Yuan held the broken hoe, or rather, the wooden stick, blocking the Blood Tiger Gang members.

"Anyone who dares to hinder my mortal life will die!"

A thought flashed through Qi Yuan's mind.

Living as a mortal here, there were constant disturbances.

What if he killed everyone who disturbed him? Wouldn't that allow him to live in peace as a mortal? With this thought, a new plan formed in Qi Yuan's mind.

(End of Chapter)

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