Enlightenment: Beginning as a Disposable Warrior

"Escape... Hurry and escape!"

Lord Xiangzhu Gongsun Xin is dead. With a casual spear, Su Mu slaughtered more than a dozen Eighth-Grade Martial Artists. These Taiping Dao Followers no longer had the courage to battle with this god of slaughter, Su Mu.

"The Red Flame Spear has indeed become much sharper... but these people are too weak."

Su Mu sighed quietly. The strongest among those remaining were only Eighth Grade Bone Forging, completely unable to test the power of the Red Flame Spear after its advancement to the Seventh Grade.

Upon hearing this sigh, Zhao Qing’s numb pupils suddenly contracted, and he shivered with a chill that came from the depths of his soul.

The Taiping followers scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in all directions. Some stepped over their companions’ corpses and fled for their lives outside the manor. Su Mu didn’t bother with them.

"Lead the way!"

"Ah, okay..."

Zhao Qing swallowed hard, began tremblingly to point the way, as Su Mu strode toward the depths of the manor.

"Gongsun Xin is dead?!"

Guarding outside the manor, Yan Xiaolan suddenly snapped back from the shock of the earlier phenomena. She heard the great turmoil erupt anew in the manor that had just fallen silent not long ago.

She heard the cry of extreme panic from inside the manor, proclaiming that Gongsun Xin was dead!

After a moment of being stunned, Yan Xiaolan clenched her fists and was overjoyed. Soon she saw Taiping Dao Followers fleeing out of the manor, and her slightly naive, charming face instantly displayed a fierce expression.

"These are all the murderers who destroyed my Yan family... Not a single one can be spared!"

Without hesitation, Yan Xiaolan drew the Eighth-Grade Treasure Saber left by Su Mu. Although her Martial Dao was forcibly advanced through consuming Fire Sparrow Blood, she was, after all, a Seventh-Grade Martial Artist with Third-Time Yijin. During these days, Su Mu had put in some effort to guide her.

What’s more, she had an Eighth-Grade Treasure Saber at hand. The people fleeing the manor now were nothing but terrified Eighth-Grade and Ninth-Grade Martial Artists. If she couldn’t even chase down these people, how could she face the Yan Clan Members in the afterlife?

"Spare me, spare..."

Before the words were finished, Yan Xiaolan struck off a head with one slash, blood splashing all over her as she launched her pursuit.

In no time, cries of agony and screams of pain rose and fell endlessly inside and outside the manor!

Moments later, this Taiping Manor was utterly quiet, the air thick with a stench of blood strong enough to make one nauseous.

"Elder Lin!"

Covered in blood, Yan Xiaolan cut down the last Taiping Dao Follower, took several deep breaths, then sheathed her sword with trembling hands. The number of people she killed tonight was more than she had killed in her entire life, several times over!

After slaughtering the Taiping Dao Followers who fled from the manor, Yan Xiaolan stepped into the manor to seek out Su Mu’s whereabouts.

Soon, Yan Xiaolan’s pupils subconsciously contracted upon seeing Su Mu walking calmly out from the depths of the manor. His black robe was untainted by any speck of blood. Su Mu casually removed the Cyan Wolf Mask from his face.

Covered in blood, Yan Xiaolan was startled. She thought she had killed enough, but compared to the scene inside the manor, where severed limbs and blood flowed like rivers, her deeds outside were child’s play.

However, Elder Lin, who had turned the inside of the manor into a hellish scene, appeared as if he was an outsider. Even Yan Xiaolan couldn’t help but feel a deep reverence in her heart.

At this moment, Su Mu’s gaze fell on a corpse in the pile of bodies, and Yan Xiaolan understood, following his gaze.

"Gongsun Xin!"

Yan Xiaolan trembled as if electrified. Even though the corpse no longer had a head, she could recognize at a glance that this was the villain who had wiped out her Yan family!

Immediately, Yan Xiaolan drew her sword, hatred plastered on her face, and walked toward Gongsun Xin’s corpse. It was evident she intended to desecrate the corpse; even though Gongsun Xin was dead, only by crushing his bones and scattering his ashes could she vent the hatred in her heart.

Su Mu did not stop her. With hatred, one should avenge themselves; releasing the hatred in one’s heart allows the mind to be at peace, so he simply watched silently.

Yan Xiaolan, filled with rage, drew her sword and delivered three furious slashes, chopping off the corpse’s left arm and legs, followed by a frenzy of swordplay until the body in front of her was hacked into dozens of pieces. At that moment, she suddenly seemed to lose all her strength, stumbling until she stabilized herself by stabbing the sword into the ground.

"Gongsun Xin is dead. I still have use for this person. Tonight, not a single Taiping Dao Follower was left alive in the manor... Our agreement has been fulfilled."

Waiting until Yan Xiaolan’s rapid breaths became calm, Su Mu spoke lightly.

Initially, Yan Xiaolan exchanged Fire Sparrow Blood for Su Mu to kill Gongsun Xin. Now, Su Mu not only fulfilled the promise but also eradicated this Changping Dao stronghold, far surpassing their agreement.

However, Su Mu didn’t care about these; he only sought peace of mind. The people of Changping Dao deserved death!

"Thank you, Elder Lin... for avenging the Yan family on my behalf. I can’t express my gratitude enough!"

Yan Xiaolan took a deep breath, gratefully thanked, knelt before Su Mu, knocked her forehead three times on the ground, then rose to sheath her sword and return the Eighth-Grade Long Saber.

Su Mu received the saber with one hand.

"Elder, I want to walk through the manor with you, perhaps, perhaps..."

"As you wish."

There was a hint of hope in Yan Xiaolan’s tone, perhaps believing there were still Yan family members alive in the manor. Su Mu sighed quietly, knowing this hope was far too slim, but Yan Xiaolan understood this too.

Then, the three headed deeper into the manor.

With Zhao Qing’s guidance, the two reached the underground entrance of the manor, and after passing through the dark underground passage, a series of dungeons appeared before them.

What they saw made Yan Xiaolan clench her fists in anger, gritting her teeth, with even Su Mu frowning deeply.