108: Another wave of pretentiousness

"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for killing a Spirit Rank Demonic Fox. Incense Value +10,000."

Lin Chuping looked regretfully at the scorched fox on the ground. Its fur was so sleek and shiny, what a waste.

This fox's strength wasn't much, but its ambition was considerable.

Of all things to covet, it had to be his divine statue.

He didn't know how they raised this white fox in the capital, but its Luck was completely black. In the future, it would be so useless it would be a waste of air.

After dealing with the Demonic Fox, Lin Chuping's gaze shifted upwards, finally looking at Wang Chongfa and the Black Armor Guards.

Compared to the fox demon's Luck, Wang Chongfa's was a bit better, black streaked with white.

But only a tiny bit better.

Strangely, among the Black Armor Guards' Luck, most of it was white, with only faint traces of black, much better than the two-faced traitor from Qingyun Immortal Sect who came before.

Which meant, there was still hope for them.

Well, the real reason was that Lin Chuping's Divine Punishment technique couldn't kill the Black Armor Guards.

With only slight karmic debt, the Thunder Punishment would only cause them pain for a while, but couldn't directly kill them.

Wang Chongfa, however, had some strength. After the recent Thunder Punishment, he was still able to struggle to his feet, tears and snot flowing as he clutched the fox demon's corpse, crying more heartbrokenly than if his father had died.

Lin Chuping raised an eyebrow, watching the middle-aged man sobbing over the charred corpse. He suddenly recalled the play "Filial Son Weeping at the Grave" performed in the village a few days ago.

The scene before him was even more sincere and heartfelt than the troupe's performance.

As he thought, Lin Chuping suddenly smiled, his gaze at Wang Chongfa clearly that of someone looking at a dying man.

He slowly walked out of the temple, appearing directly before Wang Chongfa.

To maintain his mystique, Lin Chuping generally disliked appearing before people, but for a dying man, it was different.

"I am in a good mood today. You can set off on your journey once you've cried your fill."

"You... who are you? You killed the Fox Immortal!"

Wang Chongfa suddenly looked up, his face still streaked with snot and tears, but he froze the moment he clearly saw Lin Chuping's face.

Nothing else, this young man's face was identical to the clay sculpture.

"The clay sculpture came to life?"

Wang Chongfa watched the other walk away step by step, and the charred fox corpse in his arms "plop" fell to the ground.

"You... you are..."

"Not a demon, no Demonic Qi..."

He slumped to the ground, trembling as he shuffled backward, his fingers digging several furrows in the dirt. "That divine statue in the temple?!"

Lin Chuping stood with his hands behind his back, moonlight passing through his body, casting a faint golden halo on the ground.

He deliberately let divine light circulate around him, making Wang Chongfa's plump face flicker between light and shadow.

"Fox Immortal?"

He sneered, using the tip of his foot to prod half of the fox corpse.

"This beast that eats children's internal organs?"

The charred fox head rolled to Wang Chongfa's crotch, its empty eye sockets facing his pants.

Wang Chongfa's crotch visibly became soaked, and the stench of urine mixed with the burnt smell of the charred fox permeated the courtyard.

"It seems Master Wang's filial piety for your fox father,"

Lin Chuping slowly squatted down, meeting the limp Wang Chongfa's gaze, "is as useless as your bladder, isn't it?"

"I don't care if you're an immortal or a demon! If I, Wang Chongfa, can't live, you won't live either!"

Wang Chongfa roared, suddenly erupting!

A poisoned dagger slid from his sleeve, stabbing directly at Lin Chuping's heart—but it struck empty air.

The dagger passed through the illusion, and "clanged" into the green brick ground.

"How... how could this be?!"

Wang Chongfa, having missed, was both shocked and enraged.

"The time has come."

Lin Chuping slowly raised his right hand, making an international gesture, full of ceremony.

Lightning flickered at Lin Chuping's fingertips, then was slowly pushed into Wang Chongfa's body.

The lightning, like a swimming snake, burrowed into Wang Chongfa's seven orifices, but did not immediately take his life.

Wang Chongfa's limbs twitched grotesquely, constantly making crackling sounds. Wang Chongfa's skin visibly charred and cracked, bloody foam mixed with electric sparks gushed from his mouth, his eyeballs bulged but he insisted on glaring at Lin Chuping, and a gurgling sound came from his throat.

"You, you dare to kill me, the imperial court will not let you go, Prime Minister will definitely avenge me... he will make sure your Divine Soul is utterly destroyed..."

Lin Chuping scoffed and then walked out the door.

Just empty threats.

Wang Chongfa was dead, but wasn't there still a deputy general?

He'd go out first to see what was going on.

The deputy general had just heard the noise but hadn't forced his way in. This world truly didn't lack clever people.

Seeing Lin Chuping's figure, Deputy General Wang Huan had already led the Black Armor Guards to kneel on one knee.

Lin Chuping strolled into the courtyard, the moonlight stretching his silhouette long.

Over three hundred Black Armor Guards knelt on one knee in unison, the clatter of their iron armor like a sudden downpour.

Deputy General Wang Huan held his sword horizontally above his head.

"This subordinate is willing to lead his unit to surrender to the Immortal!"

His voice trembled slightly but carried a fierce determination.

Lin Chuping narrowed his eyes.

Interesting. Lin Chuping's gaze swept over the man's Luck above his head; it was three parts purer than that of an ordinary Black Armor Guard, with only a few stubborn black lines remaining in the white Qi.

However, Lin Chuping had no intention of interfering with the grievances of these Mortals.

If he had to manage every big and small matter, he'd be busy as a dog.

He just needed to make an appearance.

Lin Chuping glanced in the direction of the villagers, nodded to Liu Chunsheng and Shen Jianxing, and then disappeared from the spot.

The temple returned to silence, with only the scorched marks on the ground bearing witness to the divine miracle that had just occurred.

* * *

"Big Brother, what did Lord Chuping mean just now?"

Shen Jianxing had thought Lord Chuping would kill Wang Huan as well!

After all, they were all lackeys of the imperial court. Killing one was killing, killing two was also killing, it was all a matter of convenience.

"Xiaoxing, Lord Chuping has his own profound intentions."

"Since Lord Chuping spared these people, you and Temple Official Liu should arrange for them to stay near the village."

Shen Jianhong nudged Shen Jianxing, signaling him to go with Liu Chunsheng.

Just now, they had been blocked outside the temple by the Black Armor Guards, unable to help.

However, shortly after Wang Chongfa entered, the sky began to flash with lightning and thunder, and he knew then that Lord Chuping had acted.

These people, he didn't know where they got the news, believed that Lord Chuping would not attack humans.

Heh~

He knew that as long as Lord Chuping acted, Wang Chongfa would never leave Chang Sheng Village alive today.

It seemed it was also time for him to return to the capital. He had to personally handle the matter of the emperor coming here to worship.

* * *

After everything quieted down, pressured by the Aura of the three hundred Black Armor Guards, the villagers did not leave, but also dared not approach.

Only Liu Chunsheng, Shen Jianxing, and Li Fu walked towards Wang Huan, their legs trembling.

Liu Chunsheng's cloth shoes crunched on the scorched earth. He bravely cupped his hands and said,

"This military lord, there's an abandoned military camp at the east end of the village. If you don't mind..."

"This subordinate wouldn't dare!"

Wang Huan suddenly kowtowed heavily, his iron helmet thudding against the bluestone slab. "We, the convicted soldiers, only ask to build thatched huts outside the temple and sweep and clean day and night to atone for our sins!"

Liu Chunsheng nearly bit his tongue upon hearing this—these killers actually wanted to be Temple Officials?

Then who would still dare to offer incense!