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Chapter 1417: Murder, next stop: Northern Qi!

Live to the death!

This is the last level of Ruyi Jin, but Zhou Chen knows in his heart that, except for himself, no one in this world can master this last level.

Feeling the surging power in his body, he now truly realized that the gap between the Grandmaster and the Ninth Rank was like a chasm, one is heaven and the other is earth.

The Grand Master can no longer be bound by common sense.

With this kind of power, for a grandmaster killing a ninth-grade master is really no different from killing a chicken.

He looked down at the blood scabs on his body and felt extremely uncomfortable. Even the joy of breaking through to the grandmaster level was diminished a little.

He walked straight out of the cave, and after secluding himself in the cave for a few days, he broke through to the level of Grandmaster, which made him feel as if he were in another world.

On the seaside of Dadong Mountain, Zhou Chen picked up the package, mobilized his true energy, and flew out. His speed was much faster than when he was at the ninth level before.

After breaking through to the Grand Master level, one gets improvements in all aspects, including physical fitness, amount of true qi, and even spiritual power.

Nuclear radiation is extremely harmful, but if we can adapt to it and even be able to use it, the benefits to the human body will be enormous.

Below the level of Grandmaster, attacks already rely on the power of moves, but with the Grandmaster, one can hurt people with the power of his mind without using his hands, just like Si Gu Jian, one of the four great Grandmasters, who was able to massacre an entire City Lord's Mansion with just his sword intent, and that was when he was seriously disabled.

Zhou Chen's breakthrough to the grandmaster level was inspired by Emperor Qing and Si Gu Jian. He had practiced swordplay for decades and was also a peerless swordsman. In the process of breaking through to the grandmaster level, between life and death, he also realized his own sword intent, but it was not like Si Gu Jian's ultimate killing sword intent.

With a burst of full strength, he quickly came from the mountainside to the beach at the bottom of the mountain and dived directly into the sea.

After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, I finally felt refreshed.

After more than four years in this world, I finally completed my first goal, which was also the most difficult goal. I became a grandmaster. In this world, I have fewer fears and can do whatever I want. I can walk sideways without any problem.

The saying that martial arts make men courageous is absolutely true.

Zhou Chen felt extremely hungry, so he shot two wild rabbits, grilled them simply, and ate them all. Only then did the hunger gradually disappear.

After becoming a grandmaster, the purpose of coming to Mount Dadong was fulfilled. However, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he went to the Qing Temple in Mount Dadong, took a tour, but did not find anything special, so he left without much interest.

If the plot remains unchanged, there are still several years before the Battle of Dadong Mountain. By that time, Dadong Mountain will definitely be very lively. That is also the climax of the plot of Joy of Life, and he is still looking forward to it.

"What a shame, no one celebrates with us."

Breaking through to the Grand Master level is something worth celebrating, but unfortunately, he is now alone and has no relatives even in this world.

Fortunately, he has long been accustomed to loneliness. Even if he doesn't like it, he can endure loneliness.

After coming down from Dadong Mountain, Zhou Chen went straight to the home of the farmer where he had fostered his warhorse. In the past six months, he had gone down Dadong Mountain several times to visit the farmer. His horse was well taken care of, but the last time he went down the mountain was two months ago.

He came to a small farmyard and found that the gate was closed in broad daylight and there was no sound inside the yard. This made him feel very strange.

"Boom, boom, boom."

"Uncle Wu, Aunt Wu, are you home?"

After a while, a woman dressed as a peasant came out and opened the gate.

"Sir, you are back, please come in."

Aunt Wu called Zhou Chen in, but Zhou Chen keenly discovered that Aunt Wu didn't dare to look at him at all. Her eyes were evasive and her expression was weak.

So he remained calm and asked softly, "Where are Uncle Wu and Erhu?"

Aunt Wu's eyes instantly turned red, and then she knelt down in front of Zhou Chen.

"Sir, we are sorry for not protecting your horse and letting it be stolen."

As he said this, he kowtowed to Zhou Chen continuously. Zhou Chen's horse was a precious war horse. The lives of their family might not be as valuable as that horse. Zhou Chen entrusted the horse to them and also gave them a large sum of money. Now the horse was stolen. It would be a disaster for their family.

Zhou Chen didn't care about the horse, but hurriedly helped Aunt Wu up.

"Auntie Wu, don't be like this. It's just a horse. It's not worth it."

Just as I helped Aunt Wu up, I saw Uncle Wu staggering out of the house, and as soon as he walked out of the door, he fell to the ground.

Aunt Wu didn't care about crying anymore, she ran over and helped Uncle Wu up, and Zhou Chen also went over to help.

"Uncle Wu, were you beaten?"

Although the bruises on Uncle Wu's face are not so obvious anymore, you can still see them if you look closely. They don't look like they were caused by a fall, but more like he was beaten.

Uncle Wu was terrified: "I'm fine, but your horse was stolen. We didn't protect your horse well, we really feel guilty about it..."

Zhou Chen frowned slightly: "Is Erhu in the room?"

Erhu is the son of Uncle Wu, only fifteen years old. He is usually responsible for taking care of the war horses. The horses were stolen and Uncle Wu was beaten. Erhu's situation must not be much better.

Seeing the expressions of Uncle Wu and the other man, Zhou Chen walked directly into the house and saw Erhu sleeping on the bed, looking weak.

Walking quickly to the bed, I saw Erhu's eyes were closed, his nose and face were swollen, and there were many bruises on his body. The most serious one was his right leg, which was irregularly twisted.

He gently touched Erhu's forehead, then asked gloomily, "Was it the horse robbers who beat him?"

Uncle Wu lowered his head and choked up, "It was the son of the county clerk. He insisted that your horse was lost from his family and falsely accused us of stealing his horse. Erhu refused to let them take it away, so they beat him up. Young master, it's all our fault. If Erhu hadn't taken the horse out, it wouldn't have been discovered and wouldn't have been stolen. It's all our fault. We betrayed your trust and lost your horse."

He kept apologizing but made no mention of the injustices his family had suffered.

Zhou Chen listened expressionlessly and then nodded.

"I understand. I don't blame you. I'll heal Erhu first."

After saying that, he placed his hand on Erhu's broken right leg and exerted force suddenly. The sleeping Erhu groaned and his body trembled, but he showed no sign of waking up.

He tied Erhu's legs with cloth and wooden boards, and then he used his true Qi to heal Erhu's internal injuries. Ruyi Jin's true Qi healing effect was very good, and under his treatment, Erhu's face gradually regained color.

"I have already reattached Erhu's leg. He will be completely healed after two or three months of rest. I have also cured most of his internal injuries. He will wake up soon. I will get him some medicine later. He should take it on time. There won't be any sequelae. You don't have to worry too much."

Uncle Wu and Aunt Wu both cried with joy and kept thanking Zhou Chen, expressing their gratitude.

Zhou Chen fostered the horse in their home and gave them a lot of silver. They were very grateful and took good care of the horse. However, after they received the money, the horse was stolen. Zhou Chen not only did not blame them, but also treated Erhu's injuries. They felt really guilty and grateful.

Most ordinary people in feudal society are actually kind by nature. Especially when facing nobles, they are habitually afraid and humble, as if they are born that way.

"The son of the county's chief clerk? I see."

Hearing Zhou Chen's tone, Uncle Wu and his wife both looked nervous.

"Sir, the Zhubu family is the local tyrant in the county. You must not act on your impulse."

Zhou Chen smiled slightly and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't be impulsive, but I'm used to riding that horse, so I still want it back. I will talk to them properly."

"Son..."

Zhou Chen stopped Uncle Wu's persuasion and asked the couple to take good care of Erhu. He then left the village and walked towards the county town on foot.

Zhou Chen found it very interesting that the first battle after becoming a grandmaster was for a horse.

Soon after entering the county town, he found out about the situation of the county chief clerk's family. It turned out that the chief clerk's son, Wang Anshun, was a playboy who bullied the people in his hometown, committed all kinds of crimes, and acted tyrannically.

In that case, he doesn't have to think so much next time.

It was a dark and windy night when Zhou Chen arrived at the home of the county chief clerk. The gatekeeper was about to close the door when he saw Zhou Chen coming in without notice. He immediately shouted, "Who are you and what do you do?"

When Zhou Chen glanced over, the doorman seemed to have seen something terrifying and fell to the ground limply.

The grandmaster is no longer an ordinary person. Unlike ordinary warriors, he can already use his spiritual power. Ordinary people simply cannot withstand the impact of Zhou Chen's sword intent.

Fortunately, he only came to see the chief clerk and his son and did not want to implicate others, so the doorman just fainted and was fine after waking up.

Zhou Chen walked slowly into the mansion and soon saw the chief clerk and his son who were having dinner in the lobby.

Wang Zhubu and his son were eating. Although they were only the chief clerks of a county, they were already powerful people in this small county town.

Wang Zhubu had worked in the county for many years. Actually, he was a good person with abilities. However, he had a son in his old age and his wife died young. He doted on his son too much, which led to his son becoming arrogant and doting in the county.

Wang Zhubu was not unaware of these things, but his doting on his son had caused him to lose his normal judgment. Although he punished his son every time, he was always lenient with him, which led to his son becoming more and more rampant.

It can be said that most of his son's spoiled behavior was caused by him.

When the playboy Wang Anshun discovered Zhou Chen who had come unannounced, he immediately slammed the table and stood up.

"Where are you from? Is the concierge a loser? He let you in without notifying you?"

"Are you Wang Anshun?"

Zhou Chen looked at Wang Anshun coldly. Wang Anshun looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, with greasy hair and pale face. One could tell at a glance that he was the kind of playboy who indulged in excessive sexual activities.

Wang Anshun was about to get angry, but Wang Zhubu was also somewhat knowledgeable. Seeing Zhou Chen's extraordinary demeanor and stern face, he immediately thought something was wrong and quickly stood up.

"I am Wang Ren, the chief clerk of Ji County. Nice to meet you, sir. I wonder why you are here?"

Zhou Chen looked at Wang Ren with cold eyes: "I heard that you are a capable person, but it's a pity that you gave birth to such a son."

Wang Ren felt even more uneasy. His son had caused a lot of trouble over the years and had been visited by many people, but it had never been like today. With just one sentence, this young man put him under tremendous pressure.

"Sir, I don't know how I have offended you. I would like to apologize on my behalf. Please..."

"You can't afford it."

Zhou Chen had no intention of talking nonsense with him. A cold light flashed in his eyes and he snapped his fingers.

Wang Anshun let out a scream and fell to the ground, holding his right leg and wailing loudly.

"Shun'er, Shun'er, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Ren held his son with a nervous look on his face, and all he could hear was Wang Anshun screaming.

"Dad, my leg, my leg, Dad, my leg is broken."

"Shun'er."

Seeing his son wailing in pain, Wang Ren raised his head angrily and glared at Zhou Chen.

"Who are you? How did my child offend you that you would be so cruel."

Zhou Chen snorted coldly: "Is this what you call ruthless? Compared to the people your son has harmed, this is nothing."

After saying that, he snapped his fingers again, and this time the arrow went straight through Wang Anshun's throat, making him unable to even scream. Blood spurted out from the wound, and he fell into the arms of his father Wang Ren with his eyes wide open, without a sound.

"Shun'er, Shun'er, my son, don't scare daddy, don't scare daddy."

Wang Ren watched his son die with his own eyes and could not believe his eyes. He shook his head hard, but the son whom he named "A Lifetime of Anshun" could no longer respond to him.

After confirming that his son was really dead, Wang Ren finally raised his head and glared at Zhou Chen with resentment on his face.

"You actually killed Shun'er, I..."

"boom!"

Zhou Chen didn't wait for him to finish, he also flicked his fingers, and the true energy passed through his throat.

"It is equally hateful to help the tyrant. I am kind-hearted. I will let you go to hell together and continue our father-son relationship."

It's just murder, not to mention that the person killed was a bad guy. Considering the sins of this father and son, death would be a cheap punishment for them.

The commotion here attracted the servants in the mansion, but when they arrived, Zhou Chen had already left.

When he arrived at the backyard, he saw a black horse tied in the stable. When the black horse saw Zhou Chen, it barked happily a few times.

Stroking the horse's mane gently, "Not bad, you still recognized me. It's worth my thinking about you. Let's go. We have been here for a long time. We have to set off again."

After releasing it, Zhou Chen rode it out of Wang Zhubu's house and went straight to Uncle Wu's house.

Two days later, Zhou Chen, who had prepared the supplies, led his horse and said goodbye to Wu Erhu and his family.

"Son..."

"I have already killed Wang Zhubu and his son. I don't think anyone will find you. But if someone comes looking for you, just say you know nothing. They are all dead and no one will embarrass you."

Apart from the Wang family father and son, even the gateman could not see his appearance clearly. Even if someone investigated, they would not suspect the Wu family, who had been farmers for generations.

Zhou Chen left a secret book of true Qi to Wu Erhu.

"Practice these martial arts well. If you want to go to Kyoto in the future, come find me."

Wu Erhu nodded vigorously. Having gone through an ordeal, he had grown a lot. Zhou Chen's thunderous means of killing the father and son of the Wang family made him admire him even more. He took Zhou Chen's words as if they were holy teachings.

Zhou Chen waved to them, then mounted his black horse and swayed away.

Looking at Zhou Chen's departing back, Wu Erhu, who was supported by his parents, suddenly shouted loudly.

"Brother Zhou, I will definitely go to Kyoto to find you in the future."

Zhou Chen didn't even turn his head, but just raised his hand and waved, staring into the distance with deep eyes.

"Next stop, Northern Qi!"