MM Racing Chapter 15, Eliminating the Root Cause [Thanks for the 10001 points from "Eat Well"! 1 ext
Chapter 15, Eliminating the Root Cause [Thanks for the 10001 points from "Eat Well"! 1 ext
Su Ye withdrew his gaze, not even glancing at the corpse on the ground.
"Let's go."
He said something to Little Fairy Doctor, his tone no different from usual, as if he had just swatted away a fly blocking his way.
The town entrance fell into a deathly silence, as if someone were being choked.
The first to react were the townspeople who were watching the commotion from the street in the distance.
Someone dropped their medicine basket, scattering herbs all over the ground. Someone stumbled back two steps and bumped into a wooden pillar behind them.
An old man selling animal hides trembled for a long time before finally managing to squeeze out a distorted scream: "Young Commander Mu... is dead?!"
The sound was like a drop of water thrown into a pot of oil.
"An eight-star Dou Zhe... was instantly killed!"
"My God, who is that person? What's their strength?!"
"Who did Little Fairy Doctor bring back?!"
Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.
The townspeople and passing mercenaries stood at a distance, no one daring to approach within fifty paces of the town entrance.
Their gazes toward Su Ye were filled with shock.
In a small place like Qingshan Town, a Dou Shi is already the highest level of talent, and an eight-star Dou Zhe is already a force to be reckoned with.
The boy in front of them, who looked to be under eighteen, casually swung his hand and beat Muli and seven or eight elite mercenaries to death or crippling.
This power was completely beyond their comprehension.
Little Fairy Doctor was also slightly taken aback.
There were no warnings, no confrontations, and they didn't even bother to say another word.
Muli was still shouting when he turned into a corpse on the ground.
A complex emotion welled up in Little Fairy Doctor's heart.
With Muli dead, a corner deep within her heart that had been weighing heavily on her suddenly felt relieved.
But she also had a vague feeling that Muli's death was just the beginning.
Mu She, the leader of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group, will never let this go.
Little Fairy Doctor then thought, Su Ye can even kill a fourth-order magical beast, so why should he be afraid of Mu She, a mere Dou Shi?
At this moment, Su Ye had already started walking towards the town.
His figure passed through the town entrance, stepping over the still-wet bloodstains on the ground, the hem of his Taoist robe swaying gently in the wind.
Little Fairy Doctor took a deep breath and silently followed.
Amidst countless gazes of awe, fear, and curiosity, the two walked through the streets and alleys toward the Wan Yao Zhai.
The news spread faster than the wind.
Wolf Head Mercenary Group Headquarters.
A mercenary rushed into the hall with a message, stumbling and scrambling. He could barely speak properly, and it took him a long time to finally utter the words "Young Commander has been killed" while kneeling on the ground and trembling.
Mushe was sitting on a tiger-skin chair, drinking.
The porcelain bowl in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into seven or eight pieces.
"What did you say?"
Mu She sprang up from his chair, grabbed the messenger mercenary by the collar, and lifted him off the ground, roaring, "Say it again!"
"The young commander... the young commander was killed at the entrance of town by a boy from out of town..."
"My brothers... are all dead..."
Mu's eyes instantly turned blood red.
His only son, the successor he had painstakingly groomed for over twenty years, was gone just like that.
He was killed by an outsider on his own turf?
"Who?! Who is it?!"
The mercenary messenger, pale-faced, stammered, "I don't recognize him... he's wearing a strange blue robe..."
"Walking with Little Fairy Doctor..."
Upon hearing the words "Little Fairy Doctor," Mu She's reason completely crumbled.
He threw the messenger mercenary to the ground, grabbed the long steel sword from the wall, and charged outside.
Deputy Commander Hao Meng quickly stopped him, urging, "Commander! Calm down!"
"That person could instantly kill the young leader and seven or eight of his brothers; his strength is at least at the Battle Master level!"
"I don't care what kind of martial arts master he is!"
Mu She flung Hao Meng away, his voice hoarse as if it were being torn from his throat.
"He killed my son!"
"I'll tear him to pieces!"
"And Little Fairy Doctor, that bitch!"
"Would my son die without her?!"
Hao Meng tried to persuade him, but Mu She slapped him so hard he took two steps back.
"Pass on my order! All active mercenaries of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group, assemble immediately, and deploy all your elite troops!"
"Today, we'll slaughter the entire Wan Yao Zhai!"
In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the Wolf Head Mercenary Group came out in full force.
Mu She, a two-star Dou Shi, was in the front, with Hao Meng and Gan Lie, two nine-star Dou Zhe level vice-leaders, on the left and right respectively.
Behind them were more than thirty official mercenaries at the Fighter level.
Further behind were nearly a hundred unranked peripheral mercenaries, a dark mass, surging towards Wan Yao Zhai with murderous intent.
The townspeople along the streets and alleys closed their doors and windows, hiding behind their doors and not daring to utter a sound.
A storm was brewing over the entire town of Qingshan.
In front of Wanyaozhai.
Mu She, along with a massive horde of mercenaries, completely surrounded the building.
He stood at the front, holding a long steel sword in one hand, the tip of which pointed at the tightly closed wooden door.
A surge of azure battle qi erupted from his body, condensing into a light azure battle qi gauze robe, a symbol exclusive to battle masters.
"You people inside! Get out here and face your death!"
The sound shook the door so much that dust fell from it.
The old manager of Wanyaozhai was so frightened that he collapsed behind the counter, while the two young apprentices squatted in the corner with their heads in their hands, their faces ashen.
The wooden door creaked open.
Su Ye walked out slowly.
Two steps behind him, Little Fairy Doctor stepped out of the threshold, her face showing no fear whatsoever.
When Mu She saw Su Ye's excessively youthful face, he was first taken aback, then his anger intensified.
This callow youth killed his son?
He Mushe spent half his life in Qingshan Town, only to have his son die at the hands of a mere brat.
"Did you kill my son, Muli?"
Su Ye did not respond.
Mushe didn't need his response.
His fighting spirit exploded, his fighting spirit robe billowed like a flag, he gripped his sword with both hands, and with a stomp of his foot, the bluestone ground shattered, and he transformed into a streak of blue light that rushed straight towards Su Ye.
"Pay for my son's life!!"
Su Ye slightly raised his eyelids, without even raising his hand or activating any cultivation technique.
He merely released the divine sense suppression belonging to the peak of the Divine Bridge Realm.
The mental pressure, honed all the way from the Sea of Wheels Secret Realm and far beyond the comprehension of cultivators at the Great Battle Master level in this world, was released without reservation.
An invisible force emanated from Su Ye and spread outwards in all directions.
There was no sound or light in the air, but everyone within a radius of several dozen feet felt it.
It was as if an invisible giant hand was pressing down from the sky, its five fingers spread wide, covering the entire sky.
The Mu snake, which was the first to pounce, suddenly froze mid-air.
The aura-infused robe he wore, which everyone in Qingshan Town considered invincible, shattered inch by inch in an instant, turning into countless cyan light spots that dissipated into the air.
Mu She felt as if he had been struck by an invisible giant mountain, falling straight down from mid-air and landing heavily on the bluestone ground three steps in front of Su Ye, the sound of his kneecaps shattering clearly audible.
His legacy is even more tragic.
The two deputy leaders of the Nine-Star Dou Zhe faction collapsed to the ground, their fighting spirits dissipating, blood spilling from their mouths.
More than thirty official mercenaries collapsed like wheat swept by a scythe, most of them losing consciousness on the spot.
The outermost hundred mercenaries had the lowest cultivation levels, and the moment the oppressive aura swept over them, some of them bled from their ears and noses and fainted instantly.
From the moment the serpent pounced to its complete annihilation, less than three breaths had passed.
The Wolf Head Mercenary Group's wealth accumulated over twenty years crumbled in an instant.
The entire room was completely silent; you could hear a pin drop.