Martial Arts: I Have a Wilderness World

Chapter 611: Chapter 316: Black Mountain Ghost

Cheng Zongyang looked at the middle-aged man and knelt to inspect his body. He found that the man’s torso was almost completely intact, saved only by a tattered, special piece of clothing. Without hesitating, Zongyang quickly pressed several points on the man’s body to stop the bleeding, preventing him from dying of blood loss.

Having staunched the bleeding, Cheng Zongyang knew the man wouldn’t die just yet. He asked, "Do you want a quick death, or a slow and torturous one where you won’t be able to die even if you want to?"

The middle-aged man said nothing, merely staring at Cheng Zongyang with dead, fish-like eyes.

Cheng Zongyang paid the man’s glare no mind. He glanced around, then suddenly sealed the man’s mute acupoint. Grabbing the man by the clothes on his chest, he lifted him up. Ignoring the man’s mangled limbs and the veins bulging on his face from the intense pain, Zongyang swiftly departed.

He didn’t know if the successive explosions would attract others in the mountains, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

After a while, Cheng Zongyang propped the dying middle-aged man against a large tree and unsealed his acupoints. Before Zongyang could even speak, the man managed a hoarse, almost inaudible voice, "Give me... a quick... death!"

As he spoke, he had already managed to circulate a wisp of his remaining True Qi to stabilize his breathing. Then, without waiting for Cheng Zongyang’s agreement, he began to confess:

"I’m... from the Black Wind Gang! The Gang Leader sent... sent us... to... bring you back! We never thought... we’d underestimated you."

The man’s speech gradually became smoother. "I don’t know why the Gang Leader wants to bring you back. I was just following orders! Give me a quick death!"

Hearing the man’s words, Cheng Zongyang frowned inwardly. ’So the Black Wind Gang is after me? What about the other gangs?’

The Black Wind Gang was a powerful force among the five gangs in the South District. From what he had gathered before, the Black Wind Gang was known for being ruthless and ran loan-sharking and Gambling House businesses. If they had him in their sights, there would surely be a lot of trouble.

"Which Cultivation Immortality Family or Cultivation Immortality Influence is the Black Wind Gang affiliated with?"

Cheng Zongyang went straight to the heart of the matter. He’d never had any contact with the Black Wind Gang. The fact that they were targeting him now meant it was either because of the Foundation Establishment Pill incident, or because of the unusual number of people entering and leaving the Cheng Mansion recently.

But it was unlikely they were so bored as to capture him for that reason alone.

After some analysis, Cheng Zongyang concluded there was a 70 to 80 percent chance it was because of the Foundation Establishment Pill, with the rest possibly due to the unusual comings and goings. And the Black Wind Gang was likely just acting on behalf of the power behind them.

All five gangs in the South District were backed by a Cultivation Immortality Influence, but he had never looked into which ones specifically.

The middle-aged man didn’t hesitate. Swallowing a mouthful of blood that had surged up his throat, he said, his breath growing even weaker, "The North District... the Supreme Profound Gang."

Hearing the man’s answer, Cheng Zongyang shook his head slightly.

The Supreme Profound Gang!

Zongyang asked no more questions. There was no need.

"Then I’ll give you that quick death."

Zongyang took a step forward and drew his usual Tang Blade. However, just as he was about to end the middle-aged man’s life, he suddenly felt a powerful sense of danger coming from behind him. Startled, he quickly spun around to look.

A black shadow shot out from a dark thicket of bushes like a bolt of lightning, its speed astonishing.

With no time to think, Zongyang instantly activated his Protective Gang Qi, thrust his Tang Blade into the ground, and channeled his Inner Strength into his right palm, immediately striking forward with a Great Strength Vajra Palm!

Inner Strength burst from his body, an invisible Power shooting toward the black shadow.

But the shadow’s reaction was extremely fast. With a sudden flash to the right, it easily dodged Zongyang’s attack, then changed direction and pounced at him again.

BANG!! The Power missed its target, instead snapping a tree as thick as a man’s embrace in half right where the shadow had been.

Zongyang was astonished by its speed and finally got a clear look at the black shadow. It was a humanoid creature, entirely black, with a bizarre human face and features!

Shocked by its speed, Zongyang saw it closing in and quickly dodged to the side, simultaneously pulling his blade from the ground and slashing at the shadow. This time, the creature actually raised a chicken-like black claw and blocked his blade with a CLANG, then spewed a cloud of black smoke at him.

Startled, Zongyang immediately held his breath, yanked his blade back, and retreated explosively!

’A slash infused with Inner Strength, and the Tang Blade is no ordinary weapon, yet it couldn’t even damage its hand!’

But the next moment, he saw his Protective Gang Qi actually SIZZLING and smoking, as if it were being corroded by concentrated sulfuric acid!

His expression changed in an instant! He knew the black smoke had to be poisonous, but he never imagined it could even corrode True Qi!

’What in the world is this thing?’

Not daring to be careless, he quickly dispelled his Protective Gang Qi, put more distance between them, and retreated to the dying man’s side.

"It’s a Black Mountain Ghost, a Tier One Spirit Monster!" the middle-aged man at his side shouted, his face filled with terror. "It’s here for me! You either take me with you or kill me now!!"

Zongyang was puzzled, but the Black Mountain Ghost was already lunging at him again, even faster than before.

Zongyang wanted to ask more questions, but it was clear the Black Mountain Ghost wasn’t going to give him the chance!

’Since it came for the man, then let it have the man!’

Showing no fear, with a mere thought, a specially-made Smoke Bomb appeared in Zongyang’s right palm. Without the slightest hesitation, he used his Inner Strength to activate the lychee-sized Smoke Bomb, smashing it on the ground beside the middle-aged man. The next second, Zongyang vanished!