Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 242 - 85: Dynamite 4

"The attacking bandits have all been executed."

"Hmm."

Song Kewang nodded indifferently, stepped to the altar, suddenly grasped the hilt of the Thousand-Autumn Demon Sword, and slowly drew it out under the gaze of others.

"Swish!"

He held the sword in his hand, pointing towards the distance:

"To the Ren Family!"

"Once there, it should be enough."

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"Lord Kong, I appreciate your kindness, but my sister will not go to Prefecture City with you; she has someone she admires... it's Young Master Fang."

Liu Qinghuan's words echoed in Hundred Households Commander Kong's mind.

"Heh..."

He lowered his head and sighed lightly:

"Indeed."

"Young Master Fang comes from an extraordinary family, skilled in both literature and martial arts, unlike me, just an uncouth brute. Miss Jin Shu has stayed at the Fang Mansion for so long..."

"How could there be no affection between the two?"

"It's just my wishful thinking. How could such a celestial beauty take a liking to someone like me?"

With the front and back yards blocked, Hundred Households Commander Kong could only circle around and return through the front gate. As he stepped into the courtyard, he heard a dull thud.

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

A shrill scream followed immediately.

What's going on?

Hundred Households Commander Kong's face tightened, and he rushed towards the inner courtyard.

"Ah!"

"Xu Qing!"

Hundred Households Commander Kong's eyes narrowed upon seeing his subordinate, a longtime brother-in-arms, clutching his severed arm on the ground, screaming in agony.

And his arm...

At that moment, it was in Young Master Song's hand, being devoured as if it were food.

The sight of someone eating human flesh raw was horrifying to behold.

"My lord!"

Someone roared crazily:

"He's a madman!"

Damn!

A chill sank into Hundred Households Commander Kong's heart.

Indeed.

Hearing the voice, Young Master Song lifted his head and suddenly appeared in front of the shouting individual, grasping their shoulders with both hands and then ripping them apart with force.

"Tear..."

A person was torn in half alive by him.

"Meat..."

Covered in blood, Young Master Song grinned and said:

"I want to eat meat."

Then he lowered his head and began gnawing on the corpse in his hands, not distinguishing between human and beast meat, killing just to eat meat.

Hundred Households Commander Kong gritted his teeth, muttering:

"Where's the meat?"

"Gone." A person shook their head, face ashen:

"The city is in chaos, there's no extra meat supply for... Young Master Song's consumption. There isn't even a chicken left in the nearby courtyards."

They hadn't anticipated that his appetite would be so monstrous, consuming more meat in one meal than all of them combined.

A few meals,

and the meat supply had been exhausted!

"Meat!"

Young Master Song stopped his actions, his bloodshot eyes glaring at Hundred Households Commander Kong:

"This meat doesn't taste good. I want to eat meat!"

"..." Hundred Households Commander Kong's breath caught, as if held by his heart, a sense of extreme crisis rising within him.

"Young Master Song."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, articulating each word:

"Men's meat is tough and sour, it doesn't taste good, but women's meat is tender and tastes better."

Then he gestured to the others:

"You few, bring the women in the courtyard over."

"Oh!"

Young Master Song threw away the corpse in his hand, asking:

"Really?"

"Truly." Hundred Households Commander Kong nodded solemnly, but suddenly his expression changed drastically:

"Xu Qing!"

"Don't!"

Only to see Xu Qing, who had lost an arm, climb up from the ground, clutch a short knife with his remaining hand, and stealthily creep up behind Young Master Song, swinging the knife down fiercely.

"You madman, go to hell!"

His eyes widened, filled with murderous intent.

"Screech..."

The sharp blade sliced into Young Master Song's flesh, barely penetrating, then halted, his full-force strike merely grazing the skin.

"Ah!"

"Pain!"

Young Master Song yelled, flailing his arms wildly, knocking Xu Qing away.

Simultaneously reaching behind his neck, he found only a trace of crimson on his hand, yet it made Young Master Song's eyes widen in terror.

"I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding!"

"It hurts!"

"It's you!"

He suddenly turned, looking at the barely conscious Xu Qing on the ground, and with a swift motion appeared in front of him, kicking him hard.

"You're the one who did this!"

"Die!"

"Die!"

Blood gushed from Xu Qing's mouth as his bones nearly all shattered, his body sent flying by the tremendous force, crashing heavily into the wall.

"Boom!"

The wall collapsed, he tumbled into the back courtyard, the life disappearing from his eyes completely.

"Xu Qing!"

"Brother Qing!"

"..."

A few of Hundred Households Commander Kong's men leaped out from the breach, watching their former friend now devoid of life, their eyes filling with anger.

However...

They glanced at the still raging Young Master Song, then lowered their heads, suppressing their reluctance.

"Ah!"

A woman's scream emerged from a room in the back courtyard, immediately muffled by someone.

"A woman?"

The scream didn't escape Young Master Song's ears; his eyes flickered with joy as he strode towards the source of the sound, muttering:

"Woman!"

"Young Master Song!" Hundred Households Commander Kong's face changed, rushing forward:

"There are women in the front courtyard. I've already had them brought over. You can play with them or... eat them, no problem."

"Get out of the way!"

Young Master Song swung his arm impatiently.

Unmatched strength surged forth, and despite Hundred Households Commander Kong being among the best of the Three Blood Martial Artists, he couldn't withstand it and fell back, despair washing over his face.

"Bang!"

Under Young Master Song's monstrous power, the door panel of the house shattered to pieces with a mere push, and inside came cries of terror.

A few people stumbled out through the windows and back.

"Ah!"

"Bang!"

Young Master Song burst through the wall, his face gleaming with ecstatic joy:

"Beautiful woman!"

"Such... a beautiful woman!"

In all his life, it was his first time using 'beautiful' to describe a woman; previously, women were either playthings or food to him.

Jin Shu tripped over a stone, letting out a cry of despair as she fell to the ground, her long hair in disarray, her beautiful eyes filled with terror as she looked back.

"Huff... huff..."

Young Master Song panted heavily, suddenly reaching out to tear his own clothes, stripping himself bare-chested in a few pulls.