I Truly Am The Villian

Chapter 51: Chapter 51 Lianyun Thirteen Thieves

“I have killed,” Chu Yang hesitated before saying.

On the way from Qingyang Village to Mysterious Yuan City, he had encountered a few foolish thieves. It was also the first time he had killed someone.

Strangely, he felt not the slightest disgust or nausea, but rather a faint curiosity.

The old man continued to polish the Mo Blade in his hands, blew on the blade, and smiled, “In our military camp, killing is a common occurrence. You’ll quickly get used to it.

As for the young fellow just now, he’s from the Tong Family of Mysterious Yuan City, a wealthy clan. He’s a bit arrogant, but don’t take it to heart.”

“Why would someone from the Tong Family come here?” Chu Yang asked, curious.

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Logically, a large clan like the Tong Family shouldn’t lack cultivation resources, and their strength might not even be inferior to the military camp, so why send their descendants to the camp?

“Our military camp might not be able to provide you with an abundance of cultivation resources or grant you any prestigious status or power, but if you come here, you will certainly learn two things,” the old man replied with a chuckle.

“What things?” Chu Yang asked.

“Valor and courage,” the old man said, when suddenly, a strong aura exploded from him as if a Sea of Blood had descended, and boundless Malice Qi enveloped his being.

Chu Yang was immediately startled; he felt like a lone boat in an endless ocean, utterly insignificant.

“Many clan descendants come here not for cultivation but to temper themselves,” the old man laughed heartily, stood up, sheathed his Mo Blade, and with his laughter carried by the wind, walked off into the distance. “Lad, you still have a long way to go!”

“Yang, this place is quite suitable for you,” Ink Elder said with a chuckle from within the ring.

“I will work hard,” Chu Yang nodded and also stood up as he spoke.

In the following days, Chu Yang gradually adapted to the life here. The young man named Tong Guan was the darling of the team with a good heart, just a bit proud.

And the old man who had chatted with Chu Yang was called Wu Sanlang. It was said that during fights, his fierce spirit earned him the name.

The Commander of Ten of the ten-man squad was Feng Bing, a broad and burly man who wielded a pair of huge iron hammers with natural Divine Power.

One day, after breakfast, Feng Bing gathered the squad and announced, “We have a mission connected to the remnants of the Lianyun Thirteen Thieves from years ago.

Someone spotted them nearby Black Water Mountain. Eliminate them and each person will receive a thousand Merit Points.”

“Wow, the reward is quite generous this time,” someone said with a laugh.

“This is generous to you? Look at your ambition. If you could bring back the Azure Cloud Battle Body, I would give you a hundred thousand Merit Points,” Feng Bing joked.

“If I had the Azure Cloud Battle Body, I wouldn’t trade it for a billion Merit Points,” the man laughed heartily.

“Alright, get ready. We set out at noon,” Feng Bing ordered.

As the squad scattered, only Chu Yang looked confused. What are the Lianyun Thirteen Thieves? The Azure Cloud Battle Body?

He found Wu Sanlang, who he had a good rapport with, and had turned to him for advice over the past few days whenever he had questions.

“Do you know the legend of the Hundred Great Battle Bodies?” Wu Sanlang asked with a smile.

Chu Yang nodded.

“The Azure Cloud Battle Body is ranked seventy-second among the Battle Bodies,” Wu Sanlang explained. “Long ago, at the base of Black Water Mountain, there was a village called Lianyun Village. In the village, there were thirteen sworn brothers of different surnames.

“It is said that one day they accidentally dug up an Azure Cloud Battle Body Bead under the big tree at the village entrance.

“After the eldest of the thirteen brothers fused with the Azure Cloud Battle Body, their strength grew increasingly powerful, and soon they began to harbor ill intentions.”

“They took to Black Water Mountain to become outlaws, specifically to rob those passing by.”

“And then?” Chu Yang asked curiously.

“Later, someone posted a task at the True Martial Holy Sect to eradicate the Lianyun Thirteen Thieves,” Mo Sanlang said with a smile, “Some elite disciples accepted the task and went there in person to wipe out the Lianyun Thirteen Thieves.

The head of the thieves died on the spot, and his eleven sworn brothers couldn’t escape their fate either. It is said that only the lowest-ranked Thirteenth Master managed to flee with the cover of the others.”

“So, the remnants we are going to eradicate this time are led by the Thirteenth Master who escaped back then?” Chu Yang asked.

“More or less, whether this information is accurate or not is still unknown,” Mo Sanlang said with a smile.

“So where did the Azure Cloud Battle Body end up?”

“What? You’re interested?” Mo Sanlang glanced at Chu Yang and said, “Some say the Azure Cloud Battle Body was taken by that elite disciple of the True Martial Holy Sect, while others claim it was the Thirteenth Master who escaped with the Azure Cloud Battle Body Bead.

The stories vary, and there are even those who claim that there was no Azure Cloud Battle Body at all, suggesting everything was fabricated to target the Lianyun Thirteen Thieves.”

“No, just curious,” Chu Yang said with a smile.

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At noon, with the sun blazing overhead, the ten members of the Blood Wolf Guard set off towards Black Water Mountain. @@novelbin@@

Black Water Mountain, located to the east of Mysterious Yuan City, is famous because of Black Water River, which is heralded as the longest river of the Extreme West Region.

It originates in the Hundred Thousand Mountains to the west, and its source in the east is said to extend beyond the borders of the Extreme West Region, reaching the center of the Eastern Continent.

In the team, Chu Yang’s cultivation was the lowest, only at the seventh layer of the Spirit Vein Realm, while the others were almost all at the Condensing Vein Realm, with the Commander of Ten, Feng Bing, being a peak Condensing Vein Realm martial artist.

When the party reached the base of the mountain, they saw it wasn’t very tall, and dense jungles covered the entire mountain. They had just started climbing when they could hear the roaring sound of the Black Water River below.

“Someone has been here,” Mo Sanlang discovered a patch of blood at the side of some bushes.

He smeared some blood on his hand and sniffed it, saying, “It’s the blood of a rank one Monster Beast, the Swift Cloud Leopard.”

“Let’s keep moving forward,” Feng Bing said thoughtfully after a moment.

They continued on and soon came upon signs of combat.

Several large trees around them had been snapped off, and the ground was riddled with deep pits and splattered with fresh blood.

“This blood hasn’t dried yet, so it seems the fight must have ended not long ago,” Mo Sanlang remarked.

“Someone’s there,” Mo Sanlang had barely finished speaking when Tong Guan suddenly shouted explosively, his voice surging with spiritual energy and pale blue sparks twining around his feet.

Using his Flying Lightning Step, he took a step forward, as if thunder itself was roaring, and went straight to a nearby thicket, dragging out a man in a red robe.

The man, just at the peak of the Spirit Vein Realm, had dark yellow spiritual energy swirling around his fists and was surprisingly holding his own against Tong Guan.

Feng Bing waved his hand, and aside from Chu Yang, the other eight members of the squad swarmed up in an instant, quickly subduing the man.

“If we can gang up on someone, there’s no point in one-on-one fights. It’s a waste of time and pointless,” Feng Bing said, explaining to a surprised Chu Yang.

Chu Yang hurriedly nodded his head.

Then Feng Bing took a closer look at the captured man and his face suddenly changed dramatically.