Chapter 47: Your Sword Is Dirty
After Hao Weishuo watched them go upstairs, his subordinates quickly used water to wet Ming Zhaoshuang’s talismans and rescue him.
However, Shen Liqian’s silence spell couldn’t be resolved, and Hao Weishuo’s face turned red as he glared at the innkeeper on duty.
After this stalemate for half an hour, he was finally able to speak.
As soon as Hao Weishuo spoke, he let out a earth-shattering roar: “Young Master, I told you to bring me those people’s room numbers! Don’t you understand human language! Do you still want to work here!”
Innkeeper: “……”
You’re not speaking human language either.
However, he still didn’t dare to disobey the Young City Lord’s order and could only obediently hand over the registration book to Hao Weishuo, stating that those rooms were booked by Fei Changxiu.
Hao Weishuo fiddled with the registration book and asked:
“Where are those little beauties staying.”
The innkeeper swallowed and said cautiously: “These rooms were assigned by the guests themselves, so I really don’t know which specific room it is.”
Hao Weishuo slammed the registration book down and cursed at the innkeeper: “You waste! What’s the point of keeping you!”
Saying this, he angrily went upstairs.
Without another word, he kicked open the first room he had noted.
Ji Qi’s gaze was indifferent: “What is it?”
Hao Weishuo took a few steps back, quickly closed the door, and said as he closed it: “It’s nothing, nothing, I came to the wrong room.”
Saying this, he swaggered and kicked open the second room.
He Jiusi smiled gently: “It’s not very polite to disturb someone’s cultivation.”
Hao Weishuo was scared out of his wits by his smile, took a deep breath, and said:
“I’m rude, I’m sorry, I’ll close the door.”
He calmed down for a while, and then suddenly remembered that he was a Golden Core Stage cultivator, so why was he so scared to death by a few Foundation Establishment cultivators? This was too embarrassing.
So he coughed lightly and said to the person behind him:
“I’m not afraid of them, I just think it’s better to avoid trouble, after all, they are not our targets.”
Saying this, in front of his subordinates, he opened the door to the third room again.
Sword light flashed behind Ming Chenxing, and his eyes were full of murderous intent: “Looking for death?”
Hao Weishuo stiffened his neck and blustered: “I’m looking for my thirtieth concubine, I took a wrong turn, what do you care!”
Saying this, he slammed the door shut, ran a few steps out the door, and felt cold sweat all over his body.
Since the first three rooms were not it, Hao Weishuo roughly understood how these people’s rooms were allocated. He bypassed the fourth room and went to the fifth room, saying to his subordinates: “No need to guess, one of the little beauties must be in this room.”
Saying this, he reached out his hand tremblingly.
Subordinate: “……”
Actually, Young City Lord, if you were scared, you could have asked us to open the door for you.
Good news, Hao Weishuo didn’t choose the wrong room.
Bad news, there was a restriction on the door, and Hao Weishuo was suddenly repelled, hitting his nose with dust.
Not only that, but several small wind blades surged out from the door and directly attacked Hao Weishuo’s face.
The wind blades were not large, but they created a legend; Hao Weishuo cried out in pain from being hit by these wind blades.
When he wanted to use his spiritual power to resist these wind blades, he found that they were completely impenetrable, and he didn’t have any opportunity to cast spells.
Hao Weishuo’s face and body were immediately cut with countless wounds.
It was about a quarter of an hour later, under the suppression of the subordinates behind him, that the wind blades gradually subsided.
Hao Weishuo’s face had already been scraped into a pig’s head by those wind blades.
He spat out a breath of stale air and cursed for half an hour before finally calming down.
But he wasn’t stupid, and understood that he had probably guessed correctly: the first four rooms were for the men, and the last three were for the women.
So he decisively went to the sixth room and was about to open the door when he suddenly thought of his miserable experience at the previous door. He immediately waved to his subordinates and said:
“You open it!”
The subordinate was very scared but had to brace himself.
As his fingers touched the doorknob, a surge of wind blades indeed attacked, instantly repelling him several meters and sweeping his body.
“Ah—ah, ah ah ah”
The subordinate cried out in pain and rolled on the ground.
Hao Weishuo didn’t even look at him and said to another subordinate:
“You try this door again.”
Soon, the second subordinate also returned in defeat, rolling on the ground, scraped by the wind blades.
It seemed that this restriction was not a one-time thing. Hao Weishuo rubbed his head, truly not knowing how to get in. Finally, he mobilized his spiritual power again, intending to break it with brute force.
He refused to believe that he, an Early Golden Core cultivator, could be stopped by a few little Foundation Establishment cultivators.
“Ouch—ouch—ouch—”
Unexpectedly, after mobilizing his spiritual power, the wind blades also became much larger, directly sweeping towards Hao Weishuo and the others. This time, not only he, but even his remaining four subordinates could not escape, and were swept into the wind blades.
The few people were painfully hit by the restriction, and the blood on their bodies quickly stained the floor red.
When Fei Changxiu and Ming Chenxing came out, they saw this scene. Fei Changxiu’s mouth twitched:
“Isn’t this asking for trouble? Xiao Chenxing, should we still beat them?”
Ming Chenxing said: “Yes.”
How could they let the other party off so easily? Fei Changxiu and Ming Chenxing waited outside for more than two hours. After the wind blades gradually subsided, they sharpened their swords and prepared to slaughter the sheep.
They had applied invisibility talismans, and those who had suffered torture from the wind blades were naturally caught off guard.
Fei Changxiu took out a sack from his storage bag and walked towards them with a radiant smile.
“Ghost—”
Initially, these people wanted to call for help loudly, but the two of them directly sealed their acupoints and happily stuffed them into sacks.
One sack, two sacks, three sacks… a total of seven sacks, binding these people tightly.
Fei Changxiu spat: “I originally planned to just beat them up, but I didn’t expect this dog to be so unrepentant and still want to bully my junior sister.”
Although Hao Weishuo’s subordinates did not offend their junior sister, they acted as accomplices and had probably been doing evil with Hao Weishuo for many years, so it was only right that they be beaten.
However, these two also understood that the inn was not a place to linger, so they picked up these sacks and threw them directly out the window in the corridor.
The place they were staying was on the third floor, which was not high for ordinary cultivators, but it was enough to make these people
Heavy objects landed, with occasional groans, but none of them formed coherent words.
Ming Chenxing said with disdain: “Still thinking about messing around when you’re skinny as a rake.”
Fei Changxiu chuckled.
The window was very small, so Fei Changxiu and Ming Chenxing could not jump out, but with their cultivation, it was easy to bypass the innkeeper downstairs.
Once they left the inn, they would not be limited.
Thus, in the dead of night, surrounded by darkness, only the spiritual light flashing on the street made it seem like daytime.
The voices of the young men could be heard one after another.
Fei Changxiu: “Gale Slash!”
Ming Chenxing: “Golden Light Sword Qi!”
Fei Changxiu: “Wind Blade Dance!”
Ming Chenxing: “Setting Sun Fierce!”
Fei Changxiu: “Shadow Sword Decapitation!”
……
The two of them beat the seven sacks for about two hours until the sacks were torn into shreds and blood flowed continuously from them. If one looked closely, one could even see the white bones inside, before they finally calmed down.
As for the people inside, they had long since lost consciousness.
Seeing that dawn was about to break, Ming Chenxing, suppressing his nausea, used his sword to pry open Hao Weishuo’s sack. In the patch of blood that was black from redness, he accurately found Hao Weishuo’s lower body and made a fierce slash.
With a flash of golden light, Hao Weishuo would never be able to do evil again in his remaining life.
Fei Changxiu said: “Your sword is dirty.”
Ming Chenxing was silent for a moment and said: “Indeed, it is dirty.”
Easter Egg 2
After beating the people, the two of them threw them into a garbage heap.
Also thrown away was Ming Chenxing’s sword.
It was obvious that he truly thought his sword was very dirty.
Fei Changxiu asked: “As a sword cultivator, what do you do if you don’t have a sword?”
“It’s fine,”
A Profound Grade Mid-Rank spirit tool, he had plenty of those.
Fei Changxiu took out a Low-grade Earth Tier spirit sword from his storage bag and thrust it into his hand.
“Try this one!” Fei Changxiu said excitedly to him: “This is the highest quality spirit sword my family found, but it doesn’t match my spirit root. Since you have a Golden Spirit Root, you try it!”
Apart from the Golden Spirit Root, other spirit roots require the spirit sword to match themselves.
For example, Fei Changxiu’s Wind Spirit Root did not match this sword very well.
“This is too precious.”
Fei Changxiu said: “Aren’t the Talisman Saint talismans your Eldest Young Lady gave me precious? Without them, I might have been killed by that scoundrel Zhao Congmo, so keep it.”
