Chapter 55 Xia Wei - Bloodbath
Xia Wei sped all the way back to Qingshi Town.
Over at the military camp, the atmosphere was bustling with activity, gongs and drums blaring, lights and decorations adorning the air, and the atmosphere was filled with joy. The townspeople had gathered here to celebrate their hard-earned victory, and everyone's face was filled with joyful smiles.
The bandit Hengshan went all the way south, robbing babies and killing countless people, which made the townspeople frightened and worried all day long. In the end, he was defeated in Qingshi Town. When the news spread, the whole Qingshi Town was immediately plunged into a sea of celebration.
Someone recognized Xia Wei and enthusiastically invited her to join the celebration banquet. She was the greatest contributor to the slaying of the Hengshan bandit, and her name had already spread throughout Qingshi Town. It could be said that without her, there would be no victory.
Xia Wei looked anxious, waved her hand to refuse the invitation, and soon arrived in front of a familiar house.
Before she entered, she heard a heartbreaking sobbing sound. Xia Wei pushed open the door with trembling hands and saw Aunt Wang kneeling on the ground.
She hurried forward, wanting to help Aunt Wang up, but she heard Aunt Wang clutching her abdomen and uttering a cry of pain. Looking down, she discovered that Aunt Wang's previously bulging abdomen had now flattened.
"Miss Xia Wei..."
The intense pain after giving birth tortured Aunt Wang, but what really made her look gloomy and tearful was something else.
Xia Wei pursed her lips, clenched her fists, and her knuckles turned almost white. She asked in a trembling voice, "Aunt Wang, where is your child?"
Aunt Wang had already burst into tears. "They said... that Qi Feng and I's child was the reincarnation of a demon. My poor child, he just came into this world, and I haven't even held him in my arms, and he's already..."
Hearing this, Xia Wei felt as if something in her heart was quietly broken. She widened her eyes, tears streaming down her pupils, leaving two crystal tear marks on her pretty face. She tightly grasped Aunt Wang's hand, her eyes burning, her teeth clenched tightly.
"Xia Wei will definitely help you get justice!"
After taking care of Aunt Wang and helping her lie down, Xia Wei's eyes were bloodshot, with rage burning deep in them. She immediately went out and walked quickly towards the military camp filled with laughter.
In the parade ground, the iconic scarred head of the bandit Hengshan was impaled on a spear, which was held high. Several townspeople stood nearby, throwing eggs, vegetable leaves, and stones at the head to vent their resentment.
Inside the barracks, everyone was beaming with joy as a grand celebration was being held to celebrate the death of the bandit Hengshan. The aroma of wine filled the air, and exquisite dishes were everywhere. Even the usually stern commander, Zhang Yong, picked up his glass and drank with his men. Only Xia Wei stood alone, her expression grim and stern, a stark contrast to the surroundings.
"It's Miss Xia Wei! Miss Xia Wei is here!"
"We were able to kill the Hengshan bandit this time thanks to the help of Miss Xia Wei. She is a great benefactor to our Qingshi Town!"
"Miss Xia Wei, why are you still carrying a knife? The battle is over, come and enjoy the delicious food. These are specialties from our Qingshi Town, and you can't get them anywhere else."
Xia Wei's arrival caused heated discussions among the nearby soldiers. As the one who made the greatest contribution in the battle, her every move attracted everyone's attention. Even the townspeople who were watching the excitement looked at her with eager expressions.
Xia Wei remained silent, her whole body like a volcano about to erupt. She walked past the crowd and came straight to Zhao Shun, demanding, "Where's the baby you took away earlier?"
"A baby?"
Zhao Shun also noticed Xia Wei's unfriendly expression and put down his wine glass. "Are you talking about the babies abducted by the Hengshan bandit? Miss Xia Wei, you don't know yet, right? The Hengshan bandit practiced evil skills, and the babies were implanted with demonic seeds by him. They will soon turn into demons, causing endless trouble. Although we are reluctant, we can only execute the babies with tears in our eyes..."
"You're lying!"
Seeing that Zhao Shun still had a high-sounding and righteous look, and thinking of the fate of the hundreds of babies, Xia Wei could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. She let out a low roar, suddenly attacked, and hit Zhao Shun in the chest with a palm.
Zhao Shun, who was well fed and drunk, never thought that he would be attacked in the military camp. Moreover, the attacker was a comrade who had fought together with him not long ago. After being hit hard, he flew backwards like a rag doll and knocked down a row of soldiers in the distance.
The sudden change changed the cheerful atmosphere of the banquet. The soldiers wanted to help Zhao Shun up, but saw that he was spitting blood, mixed with broken organs, and a black palm print was deeply imprinted on his chest. It seemed that he could not stand up.
"Is this move... the Heart-Destroying Devil Palm?"
"Xia Wei actually mastered the Heart-Destroying Devil Palm of the Hengshan Bandit? This is impossible..."
"Why did she do such a cruel thing to Captain Zhao Shun?"
Seeing the soldiers picking up their weapons and more people rushing over after hearing the news, Xia Wei looked around with a cold gaze and said loudly:
"He lied to you! I've seen the skills of the bandit Hengshan, and those babies don't have any demon seeds in them. It's all a lie! Hundreds of babies in the bandit Hengshan's camp died because of his lies!"
Everyone looked at each other with solemn expressions. Instead of making way, they surrounded Xia Wei and pointed their shining weapons at her.
Seeing this strange situation, Xia Wei finally realized the problem: "You...you all actually know about this, right?"
Her eyes widened as she scanned the crowd, quickly finding her target. Two of the spearmen were the same two who had been waiting outside Aunt Wang's house the day she returned the pearl to her. "I remember you! So you were targeting Aunt Wang's unborn child back then! You deserve to die!"
Seeing the situation tense, Commander Zhang Yong finally appeared and stood behind the soldiers, saying, "Miss Xia Wei, we are also following orders. Those are orders from the river patrol commander, and all we can do is obey."
The soldiers looked at the enraged Xia Wei, as if they were facing a tiger ready to devour someone. They felt the terrifying aura coming from her, and recalled the fate of the Hengshan bandit. They hurriedly explained:
"Miss Xia Wei, you don't know that we're doing this to eradicate the root of evil and prevent the Demon King from reincarnating. Once the Demon King descends, the entire Southern Continent will be littered with corpses and devastated. It will be a devastating catastrophe..."
"They're just babies. It's their honor to sacrifice their lives to save the people! They can't wait to be happy! All this is for the peace of the people!"
"Yes, Miss Xia Wei, don't be impulsive. The death of a few babies is nothing. The conflict between you and Captain Zhao Shun was just a misunderstanding. Put down your weapons now. You are still a hero who saved our Qingshi Town..."
The only response they got was Xia Wei's shout: "Shut up!"
Xia Wei heard the soldiers' excuses, their cunning and hypocrisy, their cruelty and indifference, and everything about them made her heart ache. Thinking of the hundreds of living babies, she let out a long cry, tears streaming down her face. She raised her Mo Dao with one hand, pointed it at the soldiers in front of her, turned her arm, and pointed the cold blade at each of them, letting out a sharp growl:
"I finally understand why the bandit Hengshan was so furious... I thought that by killing him, I could restore peace to the world, but I never expected that human hearts are even more sinister than demons! Today, I, Xia Wei, will enforce justice on behalf of Heaven! Only by shredding your corpses into pieces and scattering your bones to ashes can I feel satisfied!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she used the Xuanying Step. Her slender legs were as fast as a shadow. She rushed to the soldiers five steps away and started killing like a tiger among a flock of sheep!
The Mo Dao swept across, and the two soldiers, overwhelmed by her murderous aura, were unable to dodge and were tragically cut in half. The blade continued to move forward, drawing a shining silver line, and three more heads rose into the sky.
The heavy Mo Dao turned into a lightly fluttering butterfly in Xia Wei's hands. The blade danced lightly and swirled. The attack was like a storm, bringing blood all over the sky.
The sudden attack broke the originally festive atmosphere of the celebration banquet. The soldiers cried out in surprise, and their eyes were filled with anger and fear when they looked at Xia Wei.
"Xia Wei is crazy!"
"Kill her now!"
Commander Zhang Yong made a quick decision: "Don't be afraid, she's alone. Let's form a lance array to deal with her! We're not even afraid of the Hengshan Bandit, so why would we be afraid of her?"
Dozens of elite soldiers in armor stood in a row, their faces serious and resolute. Each of them held a long iron spear with a sharp tip that exuded a chilling coldness. Their movements were in unison, forming a solid line of defense, like steel thorns growing out of the ground, blocking the enemy's approach.
"Die!"
A flash of inspiration flashed in Xia Wei's eyes like a blazing fire, and she immediately found a way to break the formation. She gripped the hilt of the knife tightly with both hands, and her petite body spun like a top, performing the Xuanying knife dance. However, this time, she no longer stayed where she was. Instead, she used the power of the Xuanying step to rush straight ahead, like a chariot that could crush everything in its path, and quickly broke into the gun formation!
In Xia Wei's hands, the Mo Dao turned into an indestructible weapon that could break through enemy lines. Soldiers would be injured or killed if they touched it. Spears would be broken and armor would be shattered. Wherever it passed, blood was splattered and body parts were scattered all over the ground.
The sword light circled one after another, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the spearmen like mowing grass. Like a dancing blood dragon, it moved freely on the battlefield, ruthlessly devouring all the enemies around it and dragging the earth into a bloody abyss.
"Quick...quickly stop her!"
Seeing Xia Wei killing everyone and having no rivals at all, Zhang Yong got scared and turned around to escape, but how could Xia Wei let him go?
The pitch-black rope wrapped around Zhang Yong's waist like a thorn in his flesh, making him unable to move.
“Go to hell!”
Xia Wei had a ferocious look on her face and roared loudly. She dropped her Mo Dao and held the rope tightly with both arms from a distance of dozens of steps. With a surge of strength, she actually used Zhang Yong as a weapon, swinging him like a windmill and knocking down all obstacles along the way.
Soldiers were knocked away by him, tents were knocked down by him, and the surroundings were in a mess. In the end, Zhang Yong was thrown out by her and hit hard on a large bronze tripod. Even with Zhang Yong's cultivation level of the early third level, he could not withstand such a fierce blow. His hands and feet were broken, his bones were deformed, and he lay on the ground, breathing out more than breathing in, and it seemed that he would not live long.
Seeing Xia Wei rushing towards him, trying to take his life, Zhang Yong, as if a last breath of life had returned, took his last breath and shouted angrily:
"Xia Wei! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!"
"You won't let me go even if you become a ghost? Then I won't even give you the chance to become a ghost!"
Xia Wei summoned all her spiritual power and fiercely struck Zhang Yong on the forehead with a palm, shattering his forehead. His entire head sank into the mud. She let out another fierce cry: "Soul, return!"
Suddenly, a chilling wind blew, and a bone-chilling, evil aura filled the air. The grass withered, and the flowers died. Xia Wei's slender arm tugged violently, pulling the soul from Zhang Yong's broken body.
Zhang Yong, who had turned into a soul, trembled all over. What was waiting for him was Xia Wei's ruthless heart-breaking palm. With one sweep of the palm, his soul collapsed, his spirit flew away, and he would never be reborn!
Zhang Yong's death frightened the nearby soldiers, and they fled in all directions, not knowing where to go.
Xia Wei chased after him step by step. She was covered in blood, full of murderous intent, wielding a butcher knife and roaring loudly.
"Don't kill me, Miss Xia Wei, you saved me..."
A thin soldier knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. He was the deserter who was saved by Xia Wei's plea. He survived the battle with the Hengshan bandit and now knelt on the ground, terrified.
What was waiting for him was the bright light of a knife smashing down on his head. A line of blood appeared between his eyebrows, spreading towards his body, splitting him in half.
"call out……"
Several sharp arrows streaked through the air, striking Xia Wei in the back, only to be firmly blocked by a ninth-grade spiritual treasure-level black armor. The arrows deflected, and Xia Wei turned and raised her palm, responding with several shrill, soul-shattering arrows.
The soul-breaking arrow hit the bow-wielding soldier, who fell down with his head in his hands, his eyes blank, his soul shattered, and only an empty shell of his body remained.
Xia Wei fully unleashed her potential. Every move and style taught by Ye Jie was integrated into her instincts, and she underwent a complete transformation in the killing. With the least amount of spiritual power, she was able to unleash the greatest killing effect of the martial arts.
In a trance, a soldier who was drunk at the banquet was awakened by the screams echoing in his ears. He opened his sleepy eyes, but the scene before him scared him greatly.
I saw a ruthless man, with his left hand operating the Heart-Destroying Demon Palm and his right hand waving a seven-foot Mo Dao, chasing and killing others mercilessly. The man was dressed in black tights, with a ferocious face, cruel methods, and killing people like crazy. This scene scared the soldiers so much that they shuddered all over and sobered up. They turned around and wanted to escape, but they were tripped by their robes and fell to the ground.
He raised his head tremblingly, and saw a long spear stuck in front of him, with a head skewered on the spear. The head was stained with some egg white and vegetable leaves. A scar pierced the man's left eye. Although he was dead, his open mouth was still making silent shouts!
He was so scared that he peed his pants and wailed in fear:
"The Yokoyama Bandit has returned! The Yokoyama Bandit has returned!"
Suddenly, he felt a chill in his chest. He looked down and saw an icy blade piercing his chest. Xia Wei had already arrived.
After an unknown amount of time, the grand massacre came to an end. The soldiers were either dead or fled. There was no living person standing around. Only Xia Wei, who was gasping for breath, stood above the corpses of the crowd.
“Cough, cough…”
A cough from behind caught her attention.
Xia Wei turned around slowly, her long black hair fluttering from behind her head. As the hot blood splashed, her pretty face was twisted into something hideous, her eyes were blood red, like a demonic Asura crawling out of purgatory, baring its fangs at the world.
Zhao Shun hid in the collapsed tent, trying his best to control himself from making any sound, but the terrible injuries caused by the Heart-Destroying Demonic Palm still shattered his heart meridians, causing him to cough up blood.
The tent was opened. Zhao Shun looked at Xia Wei who had come looking for him. His face turned pale. He knew he could not escape death. He used up his last bit of strength and said, "The river patrol commander will avenge us!"
There was a flash of a knife, heads rolled down, and the camp finally became peaceful.
After the battle, standing in the camp where blood flowed like a river, Xia Wei's eyes did not contain any joy of victory, but only unquenchable rage and a raging fire of hatred that wanted to ignite Jiu Tian.
