Starting from the imperial palace guards, his clones spread all over the world

The Seven Souls, seeing the signal given, immediately ceased their hesitation.

"Quickly return to your positions and guard your respective gates!"

Four of them turned and ran towards the distance.

Meanwhile, Corpse Dog, Crouching Arrow, and Sparrow Shade drew their long sabers, guarding the side gate.

Wang Ya, Zhang An, and the other youths were bewildered by this scene:

"What do these guys want to do?"

"Drawing their blades in front of the Qin Manor, are they looking for death?"

Just as the youths were filled with confusion.

Many people ran out from the side gate.

These people were screaming in terror as they fled outwards.

Most of them were servants and guards of the Qin Manor.

When Corpse Dog, Crouching Arrow, and Sparrow Shade saw these people appear, their eyes lit up immediately.

Like someone who had been starving for three days seeing a sumptuous feast.

The great sabers in their hands were heavy and thick, and with each strike, the bodies were difficult to keep intact.

However, Crouching Arrow's wild-goose saber was in no way inferior.

Although her killing was not as bloody as Corpse Dog and Sparrow Shade's, every strike of her blade resulted in death.

Every strike targeted a vital point!

Never wasting effort, each strike was precise and accurate.

Therefore, Crouching Arrow's blade rarely chipped or curled.

Because she only attacked soft but deadly areas such as the heart, throat, and eye sockets, never chopping at bone.

Liang Jin had already obtained a list of everyone in the Qin Manor.

Therefore, he had long instructed the Seven Souls to kill freely, and there was no need to ask for names this time.

Having received this order, the Seven Souls naturally killed with extra pleasure.

Before long, Corpse Dog, Crouching Arrow, and Sparrow Shade were covered in blood, almost turning into three blood men.

Of course, this was all the blood of their enemies!

Wang Ya, Zhang An, and the group of youths were now pale with fright:

"Those three… are actually killing people from the Qin Manor!"

"How dare they do this? How can they kill so many people?"

"Don't these three guys have any humanity? How can they kill everyone they see, without leaving a single survivor?"

… …

Corpse Dog, Crouching Arrow, and Sparrow Shade were now like three gate-guarding killing gods.

Anyone who ran out of the gate was killed by their blades.

The three of them were quickly covered in blood, looking terrifying and frightening!

Wang Ya, Zhang An, and the youths stared blankly at everything, trembling uncontrollably.

They had actually… fought with these killing gods just now!

Now they understood that these killing gods had shown mercy just now, otherwise, how could they still be alive?

Besides fear, the youths actually felt a sense of envy.

Didn't they hope that one day, they too could be like Corpse Dog, Crouching Arrow, and Sparrow Shade, wielding their blades to kill and fight bloody battles?

Other people's lives, controlled by the blade in their own hands.

This was what it should be like to venture into the pugilistic world!

Instead of sitting in a camel cart all day, going around in the wind and sand, unable to accomplish anything.

At this moment, the youths finally began to have their first doubts:

"Are we following Mo Dao Kuang… really following the right person?"

The youths' hearts began to waver.

At this time, Corpse Dog, Crouching Arrow, and Sparrow Shade had already killed all the people who had escaped from the gate.

They stood on a pile of corpses, holding their blades and waiting for a while.

When she was sure that no one else was coming out, Crouching Arrow immediately said coldly:

"We'll kill our way in and join up with the others!"

She raised her wild-goose saber and charged into the gate first.

Seeing this, Sparrow Shade hurriedly followed.

Only Corpse Dog returned to the youths before leaving.

Under the youths' terrified gaze, Corpse Dog raised his palm and slapped each of the youths in the face.

After slapping them, Corpse Dog said disdainfully:

"All of you listen carefully!"

"We killed the people of Red Sand Slope!"

"We also killed the people of Wind Howl Rock!"

"We killed the people of the City Gate Cave as well!"

"You bunch of bastards, if you ever try to take credit for our achievements again, we'll kill you next time!"

After saying that, Corpse Dog spat at the youths and then turned around and entered the Qin Manor through the side gate.

The youths sat blankly on the ground, their faces burning with pain.

Having witnessed Corpse Dog's ferocity, none of them dared to resist his slaps.

Corpse Dog's slaps not only hit their faces but also shattered their self-esteem.

"Heavens! Those people from Red Sand Slope, Wind Howl Rock, and the City Gate Cave… were actually killed by them?"

"How did they become so powerful? We were all the same before!"

"We're still standing still, but they've learned their skills and are about to make a name for themselves, how can we compare?"

"Why is Meng Xinghun so good to them? Why doesn't the Great Wanderer train us into people like that too?"

… …

The youths stared blankly in the direction where Corpse Dog, Crouching Arrow, and Sparrow Shade disappeared.

Their hearts were filled with bitterness and jealousy.

They had clearly suffered so much and believed that they were no worse than the Seven Souls.

But everything tonight had completely shattered their illusions.

… … … …

Let's rewind the time to a quarter of an hour ago.

The banquet at the Qin Manor was in full swing.

The banquet was held in the courtyard of the Qin Manor.

Everyone raised their glasses to the moon, enjoying themselves immensely.

Mo Dao Kuang, although a guest, was invited to the main seat, raising his glass to respond to Qin Shuanglu and Zhang Ba's toasts.

While drinking, he said faintly:

"I've heard that the Immeasurable Bright King Sect is one of the three great sects in the Western Desert."

"Even the prefect who governed the Western Desert during the former Great Qian Dynasty would go to the Immeasurable Bright King Sect to burn incense during festivals, praying to the Buddha for blessings for the Western Desert. At the same time, the prefect would also discuss Buddhism with the Dharma King at the summit of the Great Snow Mountain every year."

"Master Qin is a disciple of the Immeasurable Bright King Sect, so he must also have a profound understanding of Buddhism, right?"

The guests present were all puzzled by Mo Daokuang's words, unable to fathom his true meaning.

It was true that the Boundless Bright King Sect was one of the three major sects of the Western Desert.

However, the reputation of the Boundless Bright King Sect was not very good.

Although Buddhist, they never abstained from meat.

The disciples of the sect ate large pieces of meat, drank heavily, and played with women, and were especially cruel and prone to killing.

Their cultivation methods were also extremely fierce and powerful, preferring to resist rather than dodge, and despising tactics like eye-gouging and groin-kicking.

The Boundless Bright King Sect was evil in a straightforward manner.

Qin Shuanglu was a disciple who came from the Boundless Bright King Sect, which was why he had such a heavy murderous aura and was tainted with the bad habit of killing.

The suffering was naturally borne by the people of Dingfeng City.

But when it came to Buddhist teachings, Qin Shuanglu was really not very good.

What did Mo Daokuang mean by praising Qin Shuanglu and the Boundless Bright King Sect like this?

Qin Shuanglu's expression remained unchanged as he smiled and said:

"Great Wanderer, you flatter me. My understanding of Buddhist teachings is superficial, which is why I have been reduced to making a living in this small city."

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"But in my sect, there are countless people who are proficient in Buddhist teachings, and the Dharma King has even reached the realm of transcendence. It is said that even the emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty has heard of him and has sent envoys to seek guidance from the Dharma King."

"Great Wanderer, are you also interested in Buddhist teachings? I can recommend some fellow disciples from my sect to you."

Qin Shuanglu replied with a smile, but he dared not relax his vigilance.

Tonight, the Great Wanderer's words were scattered and unpredictable.

Seemingly disorganized, but upon careful thought, they seemed to carry a deeper meaning.

This made Qin Shuanglu feel that the Great Wanderer was even more unfathomable.

As expected.

Mo Daokuang did not respond, but instead asked:

"I heard that your sect's 'Mahākāla Dharma Protector Skill' is a supreme treasure. I wonder if Master Qin has read it?"

Little did he know that Mo Daokuang was already eight parts drunk.

He felt dizzy and his mind was chaotic.

But in order not to show weakness in front of Qin Shuanglu and Zhang Ba, these two cruel fellows.

Mo Daokuang could only recall the rumors he had heard about the Boundless Bright King Sect to use as conversation starters.

That was why he seemed a little incoherent.

Upon hearing this, Qin Shuanglu's heart was filled with alarm:

Could it be that Mo Daokuang was eyeing the treasure of the Boundless Bright King Sect?

Was Mo Daokuang so confident that he could challenge the Dharma King?

Was his martial arts really so high?

Despite his shock, Qin Shuanglu truthfully replied:

"The 'Mahākāla Dharma Protector Skill' can only be practiced by the Dharma King alone."

"I am ashamed to say that I am just a small character in the sect and not qualified to even take a look at it."

Just then.

Someone whispered a few words in Zhang Ba's ear, causing Zhang Ba's expression to change slightly.

Then Zhang Ba looked at Qin Shuanglu and winked.

"Excuse me."

Qin Shuanglu then got up and left his seat, heading towards a secluded place.

Zhang Ba followed closely behind.

"Master Qin, it seems there was a mistake."

"My men have now figured out that the brothers guarding the city gate were not killed by Mo Daokuang and his group."

"But by another group of young people, they have now entered the city and are said to be staying in an inn."

Zhang Ba said helplessly.

He had previously led people to the city gate cave and saw Mo Daokuang and a group of young people, so he naturally assumed that Mo Daokuang had done it.

But the problem was that Mo Daokuang did not deny it!

Zhang Ba was confused and always thought that Mo Daokuang was the murderer.

Upon hearing this, Qin Shuanglu was also greatly surprised.

He did not expect that besides Mo Daokuang, there would be someone else who dared to offend him.

"Let Feilong and his men deal with them."

"Keep it low-key, don't attract Mo Daokuang's attention."

Qin Shuanglu ordered coldly.

He could not afford to offend Mo Daokuang.

But he could afford to offend others.

Zhang Ba whispered:

"Master Qin, as soon as Feilong heard that the Great Wanderer had entered the city, he took his brothers and fled the city to avoid the limelight."

"If we want to take action now, I'm afraid we can only do it ourselves."

Qin Shuanglu frowned and said:

"Those bandits are really unreliable."

"Forget it, let's take good care of Mo Daokuang first, that's the most important thing right now."

"As for those young people, we'll deal with them after Mo Daokuang falls asleep!"

Speaking of which, Qin Shuanglu took two deep breaths to calm the murderous intent that had just surged up.

Then, he led Zhang Ba back to the banquet.

Qin Shuanglu naturally stayed by Mo Daokuang's side, chatting and laughing non-stop.

But on the other side, Zhang Ba felt more and more that something was wrong because of the misunderstanding at the city gate cave.

He kept recalling the situation when he met Mo Daokuang today, and always felt that something was wrong.

"If…"

A thought suddenly popped into his mind.

If even the murder at the city gate cave could be mistaken, then what about other places?

For example, Wind Howling Cliff.

Although everyone said that the Great Wanderer had slaughtered Wind Howling Cliff.

But upon careful recollection, Zhang Ba didn't seem to have heard of anyone who had seen it with their own eyes.

In the received news, everyone at Wind Howling Cliff was dead, with corpses lying everywhere.

It was later people who went and saw a ground full of corpses who believed that it must have been done by the Great Wanderer.

If Wind Howling Cliff was also mistaken like the city gate cave, then…

Zhang Ba's gaze shifted to Mo Daokuang, who was sitting high in the main seat.

He looked left and right, but he really couldn't see that Mo Daokuang looked like a master.

His aura was weak, almost as weak as a ninth-grade martial artist.

His gestures and demeanor did not have the air of a master.

As for his aura, it seemed ordinary.

No matter how you looked at it, it was hard to imagine that this was an unfathomable peerless expert.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Ba suddenly raised his wine glass and smiled:

"The Great Wanderer has come from afar, and our entire Dingfeng City is celebrating!"

"I heard that the Great Wanderer's saber technique is unparalleled and rare in the world."

"I wonder if those of us with superficial martial arts are fortunate enough to witness the Great Wanderer's saber technique?"