Martial Saint with Passives

Because of the bounty out on the Horse Bandits, Jiang Che hadn’t brought Kunji along for this escort mission, leaving him to borrow someone else’s blade.

Zhang Xiong’s eyes widened when he saw Jiang Che walking toward the short, fat man, blade in hand.

"Jiang Che, are you looking for death? Get back here!" he yelled instinctively.

But then he had another thought. They were all going to die anyway, so it didn’t seem to matter whether it was sooner or later.

’Is he planning to fight, even if he can’t win?’

Zhang Xiong thought he understood Jiang Che’s reasoning.

A faint sense of inspiration began to stir within him.

’That’s right! How can a Martial Artist like me be afraid of death?’

Gritting his teeth, he drew his own blade and followed after him!

"Jiang Che, I’m with you!"

However, he had barely taken two steps when he witnessed a sight he would never forget for the rest of his life.

He stopped dead in his tracks.

He saw Jiang Che, blade in hand, suddenly charge toward the short, fat man like a Fierce Beast, moving with incredible speed!

The short, fat man’s small eyes shot wide open.

He raised his Nail Rake, just about to block, but Jiang Che had already brushed right past him.

The short, fat man, however, remained motionless, frozen in the posture of raising his Nail Rake.

Two seconds later, a round head suddenly tumbled to the ground!

Blood suddenly geysered several meters high from the neck of the headless torso, spraying everywhere like a fountain.

Then, the headless body crashed to the ground.

Silence.

Everyone stared at the scene in silence, their minds gone blank.

The tall, thin man’s heart seized when he saw his partner had been killed.

How could he not see it? This Jiang Che had been hiding his true strength, and he was no match for him whatsoever!

He decisively turned to flee.

His Qinggong was exceptional, and in an instant, he had put fifty meters between them!

But as he ran, he found the world beginning to spin.

Then, he saw his own headless body, still running forward.

"Wait, my head... it fell off... My head..."

he mumbled.

Then, his world went completely black.

Jiang Che flicked the blood from his blade and walked back.

"Ma, your kung fu is garbage, but I’ll give you this—your blade is pretty sharp,"

he said with a smile.

Ma Chuan shuddered as he saw Jiang Che approach, blade in hand.

"You deserted in the middle of a fight. What do you have to say for yourself?" Jiang Che asked with a smile.

Ma Chuan scrambled backward, but he accidentally tripped on a rock and fell to the ground.

"Don’t kill me! Please, don’t kill me! I’ll give you money—all of it!"

He frantically pulled all the gold bars from his pockets and offered them up with both hands.

He was trembling so violently that the gold bars clinked against each other, making a clear, crisp sound.

After snatching the gold bars, Jiang Che walked over to Zhang Xiong.

"This man deserted his post. How should we deal with him? You’re the employer, so you get to decide," Jiang Che asked.

At the same time, he handed the gold bars over.

Zhang Xiong was still reeling from the shock of Jiang Che felling the Corpse Field Double Farmers in a single strike and hadn’t yet snapped out of it.

Jiang Che had to repeat himself.

Only then did Zhang Xiong snap out of his daze.

He shook his head and said, "Jiang Che, you saved all of us. You should keep these gold bars."

Then, he walked up to Ma Chuan and said in a heavy tone, "Ma Chuan, as for you deserting your post, I will announce it to the entire city when I return. Your reputation in Lin Yuan City will be ruined. Don’t even think about getting hired by anyone ever again! Furthermore, that money isn’t enough. That was what you paid Jiang Che to spare your life. You still owe our Hundred Herbs Hall compensation!"

A vicious glint flashed in Ma Chuan’s eyes.

’If he ruins my reputation, how am I supposed to survive in Lin Yuan City?!’

’And after giving him all that money, they still want compensation?’

’This kid is going too far!’

But then, he suddenly felt a coldness on his throat.

He touched it and found blood!

’What... What’s happening?’ he thought in alarm.

Fortunately, it only seemed to have broken the skin, not causing any deeper injury.

He looked up and saw that Jiang Che had, at some point, appeared right beside him.

He was grinning, smiling right at him!

’A demon! He’s a demon!’

Ma Chuan was shaken to his very core.