Chapter 142 Breaking the Rules Look, aren't you forcing me to break the rules? ...

In the chaos, the new bandit who had been carrying a woman earlier scrambled outside and picked up the machete that had been left outside.

He ran extremely fast, and in no time at all, he stumbled and rushed back into the house.

But when he returned with his knife, he was terrified by the sight before him.

Right before his eyes, a man was cleaved in two at the waist by a blue longsword.

The person was not even in a state of shock when he was severed. It wasn't until his upper body fell backward and crashed to the ground, his internal organs mixed with blood splattering everywhere, that he belatedly screamed in agony.

In the instant he was stunned, only one of the dozen or so people in the room remained alive.

The survivor turned to flee, but the streak of blue sword light followed him relentlessly, like a maggot clinging to his bone.

He had barely turned around when his stomach grazed a blue longsword that had somehow gotten close to him. Before he could react, he had been disemboweled, and everything inside his stomach gushed out and hung to the ground.

At this moment, the new bandit who had only recently joined the bandits was so frightened that he could not move, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, and he felt his genitals suddenly become wet and hot.

He thought he had also been cut in half, but when he looked down, he only saw a patch of steaming water spreading out at his feet.

Only then did he realize that people really can be so frightened that they lose control of their bladder...

The person who caused this hellish scene is now standing amidst the blood-stained ground, leisurely raising the long sword in his hand, his fingertips lightly wiping the blood-stained blade.

Then, he brought his two fingers together and gently rubbed the still-warm blood between his fingertips.

Only after the bloodstain had spread did she loosen her clasped fingers, looking at the color that had spread between her fingers, which resembled the finest rouge available on the market.

The new bandit who had been admiring the color of the blood while watching Li Chen was now so frightened that he dared not breathe. In the end, his legs went weak and he knelt down.

He was almost scared to death on the spot, but the person who was rubbing the blood between his fingers remained calm. Despite smelling the blood and the stench of excrement filling the room, he did not change his expression. He even sighed softly and muttered to himself, "I knew it... the Sword God of the past had a lot of murderous aura. If possible, it would be better if he never appeared again."

"Sigh... It's been so long since I've killed this many people... I clearly promised the old monk Mingcun that I would be a compassionate and kind person from now on, sigh..."

As she spoke, she raised her eyes to look at the only survivor before her, but there was no trace of murderous intent in her gaze. Not only were her eyes gentle, but there was even a faint smile on her lips. "You see, aren't you forcing me to break my vows?"

“Originally, I didn’t want to hold you responsible for what happened before, but I didn’t expect you to have grown so powerful and even have your own stronghold. There must be at least a hundred people here, right? Sigh… This place not only has more people, but they’re also more wicked than before, sigh…”

"Oh, right, wrongdoing. You've done wrong, and I, seeing injustice, stepped in to help. It's perfectly reasonable. It seems that old monk Mingcun won't be able to grumble about me anymore. I've rid the people of a scourge; to be honest, he'll have to praise me a bit, hehe..."

As she spoke, her smile deepened, and her radiant laughter accentuated her beautiful features.

But to the newly arrived bandit, that smile was more terrifying than any demon!

The person who was originally weak all over and unable to stand up was so frightened by her smile that he stood up abruptly, grabbed the door frame, and tried to run away shakily.

But Li Chen saw that he was about to run away, but he was not in a hurry at all. He did not stop him, but simply stood quietly in the house full of corpses, holding his sword, and enjoyed watching him escape.

But that's not quite right either.

Because the ground was not entirely covered with corpses.

There were many others who were simply rendered immobile by her attacks. Though bleeding profusely, they continued to writhe and groan in the pools of blood filled with severed limbs and broken bodies. They were not dead, so they could not be considered corpses...

And she, the murderer who caused all this, stood quietly in the middle of a pile of corpses and half-dead, wailing people, staring in his direction.

She still smiled gently, as if everything around her was irrelevant, and that the devastation was not her doing.

But this did not reassure him; instead, it terrified him so much that his heart almost jumped out of his throat!

This guy's crazy...

This guy is absolutely insane!

Not only is he a madman, but he also enjoys killing. No, he enjoys killing and even more enjoys listening to people's cries of agony before they die!

Wasn't Li Chenjin from the Zen meditation world supposed to be as soft-hearted as cotton?!

Aren't people in the meditation community supposed to be compassionate?!

Why not like that?

Why isn't it like the rumors said?!

He wants to leave, he wants to leave, he wants to leave...

Why can't I exert any force in my legs?

Why, why, why, why, why?!

He needs to leave, he needs to leave quickly... leave... leave... leave...

I can't stay here any longer...

I can't stay here any longer...

If he stays here, he will definitely die, he will die, he will die, he will die, he will die, he will die...

They'll die a horrible death...

He didn't want to be tortured, he didn't want to...

Help! Someone, please save him!

Who can save him?!

The patrolmen outside heard the commotion and came to check the situation, but when they saw the horrific scene inside through the open door, they all froze on the spot.

Their faces were blank, but when they saw the burly leader, their elder brother, crawling towards them with one hand on the ground, leaving bloody handprints, dragging half of his body, they turned deathly pale with fright.

What's truly terrifying isn't their eldest brother's plea for help, but rather the way he looks right now.

As he crawled toward them, reaching out for help, he didn't seem too frightening at first glance. But upon closer inspection, it became clear that his exposed intestines, mixed with blood, left a long trail of blood on the ground.

This hellish scene frightened even the elderly in the village, leaving them stunned in place. Some of the more timid ones, like the new bandit, were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, showing none of the demeanor one would expect of a bandit.

The man carrying the sword, who seemed to be the culprit behind all this, was tilting his head, looking at the dozen or so people outside the door, and smiling gently with his eyes crinkling, saying, "It seems there are quite a few of you here."

"It's great, it's great. I haven't had this much fun killing in a long time. Sigh... keeping my promise to the old monk Mingcun is really hard to do..."

"However, I still want to thank you all today. To express my gratitude, I will send you all down to meet the King of Hell, so that you can go to hell to atone for your sins as soon as possible."

"Of course, you don't need to thank me. Just remember to be a compassionate and kind person in your next life, and that will be enough."

With that, she flicked her longsword, and the bloodstains that had been on it were instantly flung to the ground.

After that flick, the cyan longsword remained as clear and spotless as ever, only trembling slightly in her hand, as if it were excited because it had just drunk its fill of fresh blood.

Li Chen glanced at the now-cleaned Lan Yue Sword, then looked up at the crowd still standing dumbfounded outside the door, and smiled apologetically, "I'm really sorry to have disturbed you all while you were thinking."

"But...aren't you all going to run? Or grab some weapons to defend yourselves? I'm about to make my move."

Upon hearing Li Chenjin's words, everyone suddenly realized what was happening and scattered in all directions.

After everyone had run away, Li Chenjin slowly walked forward.

She stepped over one corpse after another, and the mutilated bodies of half-dead people, and finally stood before the bandit newcomer who had tried to run away but had collapsed to his knees after only a few steps.

She looked down at the person on the ground and chuckled softly.

Then, he slowly bent down, leaned close to the person, and looked him in the eye.

The person seemed to be terrified. At this moment, he didn't even know how to hide. He just stared blankly at Li Chenjin's face, which was gradually approaching and getting bigger.

He was close enough to see clearly how many eyebrows Li Chenjin had, and naturally, he could also see the bloodstains on Li Chenjin's face.

Just thinking about where that blood came from made his cheeks twitch uncontrollably, and his whole body trembled like a leaf.

Li Chen looked into his fearful eyes, but a gentle smile slowly appeared on his face.

Then, she raised one hand, lightly touched his forehead with her fingertips, and slowly wiped it down to his temple.

Then, she withdrew her hand, looked at the cold sweat on her fingertips, and sighed, "Brother, you're sweating so much? I remember it shouldn't be this hot today."

As she spoke, she smiled slightly and said with a hint of reassurance, "But it's alright, it's alright. Soon, you won't sweat anymore, and you won't feel hot anymore."

Hearing Li Chenjin's words, the new bandit trembled and said, "Please...please...please...let me go..."

Li Chen shook his head. "Brother, you're a bandit now. How can a bandit beg for mercy from those he's kidnapped?"

"I, I... I won't be a bandit anymore! I, I won't be a bandit anymore, I really won't be a bandit anymore, please let me go... please... let me go..."

Li Chen's smile was slightly cool. He raised his hand again, his fingertips lightly touching the man's brow. "Sigh... so much sweat... But to be honest, turning back now is indeed a good thing. But you're saying it too late. The time I gave you has already passed. Besides..."

As she wiped the sweat from the man's brow, she said softly, "Besides... if I let you go now, what will happen to the woman you killed? Will she forgive you?"

"She...she...she will...she will...she loves me, she loves me so much! She will! She definitely will! She will..."

"I see..." Li Chen nodded. "Alright then, I won't see you off to see your wife."

"Thank...thank you...I...I...I will...I will definitely...I will definitely be a good...good...good person in the future..."

In his hopeful gaze, she touched his cheek and wiped away the sweat that kept streaming down his face.

Author's Note: I'm never writing a long novel again, and I never want to write fantasy again. I guess I'm just not cut out for it...

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