Cultivators Are So Weak in This World-Chapter 189 - 175 Helplessness, Part 1

Inside the Yinhuai Forest.

A figure dashed at full speed, panting heavily.

Just as he was nearing the exit, he suddenly stopped.

"No! I can’t just leave like this, what if others come out and spread what happened just now? My future reputation will be completely ruined!"

Wen Shaodong’s face twisted with anger, clutching the booklet and porcelain bottle he had just acquired. His expression flickered with uncertainty.

Faint sounds of others fleeing came from behind him.

He hesitated, then turned and quickly rushed at the remaining survivors.

’So many have already died... Aren’t you all so respectful of me? Since that’s the case... why not all die for me then!’

Wen Shaodong picked up his short sword, passed through the woods, and lunged at the members of the Zhengming Association who had just escaped.

Only five or six survived, among them were three from the Zhengming Association and two independent fighters.

The others either remained hiding or had not managed to escape, all dead.

At this moment, seeing Wen Shaodong’s ferocious approach, their faces drastically changed.

"Run quickly! He wants to kill us all to silence us!"

Unfortunately, they were no match for Wen Shaodong.

Even though he was getting older, entering a declining phase, he was far beyond what a few second- and third-grade martial artists could handle.

Soon, with several screams in the forest, more corpses lay on the ground.

Wen Shaodong panted heavily, having been slashed on the arm by a dying retaliator.

He quickly stopped the bleeding, without looking at the bodies on the ground, and sprinted towards the forest’s exit.

Almost at the designated exit, he suddenly remembered something, raising his short sword and fiercely slashing his chest.

Splurt.

The clothes ripped open, the flesh inside forcibly cut into a deep gash.

Enduring the pain, he discarded the short sword, stumbling towards the forest’s edge.

With a rustle.

The dense shrubbery parted before him, letting the outside light in.

"Help quickly!! We... we encountered the Shadow Iron Daoist in the forest!!"

Wen Shaodong shouted loudly outside.

Heavy blood loss made him a bit dizzy.

He staggered out, collapsing onto the ground with a thud.

"I’m Wen Shaodong, deputy leader of the Zhengming Association! Quick.... save us!!"

Only, to his confusion, outside there was complete silence.

No one responded to him.

Lifting his head, Wen Shaodong felt uneasy, his eyes gradually adapting to the light.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted.

Outside the forest, there were no governmental guards, nor the Zhengming Association rescue team that was supposed to be waiting.

Only rows of men in black masks, dispersed, surrounding the entire exit.

All around the exit, as far as the eye could see, were these masked individuals.

They were silent, each having a stout build and exuding a menacing aura.

The leader, towering over two meters, had untamed golden hair like a lion cascading over his shoulders, with one eye covered by a black eyepatch.

He could feel the other’s gaze fixating on him.

That gaze was tangible, icy and indifferent.

"Red Tiger, our rules prohibit exposing ourselves to ordinary people. Your actions are against the rules."

A sharp voice from a woman beside him rang out.

The two-meter-tall man slowly approached Wen Shaodong.

His muscular body donned in brand new metal armor, with thick bronze rings on his arms.

"I don’t care for your rules. Since the boss said everyone who’s coming out of the Yinhuai Forest must be captured.

Then I’ll act in the most convenient manner."

Slap!

He swiftly extended his hand, grabbing Wen Shaodong by the chest and lifting him into the air.

Bam Bam Bam!!

Wen Shaodong instinctively formed a sword finger with his right hand, stabbing towards the man’s right eye using a Kunxu Sword move.

Bam!

The sword move was interrupted midway by an unspeakable pain.

Wen Shaodong’s abdomen received a heavy hit, causing him to curl up like a shrimp. Tears and snot mixed with blood flowed from his wounds.

He never expected the man’s speed and strength to be so overwhelming, catching him completely off guard.

With just one blow, it felt as though all his internal organs were crushed, enveloping him in excruciating pain.

"Weakling." Red Tiger snapped Wen Shaodong’s arms and legs, tossed him aside.

"Why only one after all this time? Any results from the other exits?"

"Not yet, there are three exits around the Yinhuai Forest. This is the easiest path to take for escape. Choosing this path is obvious."

"So few people came out? Don’t know what the boss was thinking, bringing so many people to block the entire forest, isn’t it a waste?"

"We have already communicated with the authorities, this incident is being handled solely by us. Things should be done properly."

"Pity my injuries haven’t healed completely, otherwise... I’d like to see what that shadow inside is capable of, killing so many experts!"

Red Tiger’s tone conveyed a hint of coldness.

Wen Shaodong lay on the ground, his vision increasingly blurred.

Looking at the peculiar masks on their faces, he suddenly connected the dots.

"Golden Wing Pavilion.....You... are the Golden Wing Pavilion!?"

He suddenly remembered.

"Eh??" Red Tiger expressed surprise. turning to look at the slender woman behind him.

"He seems to recognize us? Should we silence him?"

"Silence for what?? We’ve long become famous.

Besides, you’re not like before, you can’t just kill people!" The woman retorted.

"We’ll wait for the boss to decide once he’s out!"

"....Alright. I guess that works, anyway this guy is already trash." Red Tiger nodded in understanding.

Wen Shaodong felt a surge of anger, wanting to refute.

Had he not run wildly, exhausting his strength, and forced himself to kill several people along the way.

Finally, to cover up, he even cut himself with his own sword.

Otherwise, just you guys!?

He was an esteemed grade eight warrior!

"He seems to be eavesdropping?" Suddenly, Red Tiger’s voice approached quickly.

"So many people went in, yet only he came out, doesn’t it look suspicious?"

Wen Shaodong felt a chill, realizing things could go south. He hurried to speak in his defense.

Bam!

With a muffled sound, his consciousness slipped into darkness.

Red Tiger kicked his nape, knocking him completely unconscious.

"There, that’s better."

He retrieved his foot in satisfaction.

At this moment, two more people stumbled out from the distant forest, looking disheveled.

The people from the Golden Wing Pavilion quickly went to meet them, knocked them out in a few moves, searched them, and dragged them away.

Many of the newly recruited members were given a chance to properly bond during this task.

Soon, the items on Wen Shaodong were also searched out.

A small booklet and a black porcelain vial were both placed on the ground.

They waited for Zhang Rongfang to come out of the forest, inspect them, and then make a decision.

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Bang!

Inside the forest.

Zhang Rongfang grabbed the Iron Daoist’s arm with one hand and pulled outward.

Under a series of crisp sounds, the arm wouldn’t come down, only the sound of bones breaking came from inside.

He made another move, hitting the Iron Daoist’s other arm.

In an instant, with several moves, the second Iron Daoist fell to the ground for the third time and did not move again.

Zhang Rongfang’s expression was grave.

"It’s already been this many times... Is it truly unkillable?"

He had repeatedly killed the Iron Daoist with heavy blows.

But just after a minute, the dead Iron Daoist would revive as if nothing had happened.

This completely overturned his understanding.

Just now, he had tried all sorts of methods.

Like cutting with a compound wheel after killing.

But bizarrely, the compound wheel couldn’t even cut through the Iron Daoist’s skin, only smashing the bones and flesh inside.

Not long after, he killed the two Iron Daoists again and then bound them with thick ropes.

But it was useless just the same.

The rope, though thick, was easily cut in front of the Iron Daoist.

The break looked exceptionally smooth.

"What a pity... I originally wanted to take it back for testing."

By now he was certain that these two Iron Daoists were Spiritual Veins.

Or rather, they were a special presence similar to Spiritual Veins.

Both had extremely strong physical qualities, impervious to swords and spears, very much like those Spiritual Vein gamblers.

Plus, with the components found inside the Taoist temple...

Briefly dazed, Zhang Rongfang noticed the two Iron Daoists starting to move again.

He immediately went forward, lifted his compound wheel, and struck them, hitting their heads.

This once again smashed the two back to the ground, no longer moving.

Just that, the continuous forceful exertion left him a bit tired.

In just over ten minutes, he had killed the Iron Daoist twenty times.

After this move, he swiftly searched the two’s bodies.

Starting with the slightly larger Iron Daoist on the left.

Zhang Rongfang reached out and grabbed his helmet, pulling it upward.

The helmet wouldn’t come off, as if it was attached to the head.

He then gave up, moving to the body.

After a search, Zhang Rongfang suddenly found a copper component in his hand.

He put it away.

Then he searched the second Iron Daoist.

This time, he found a metal plate full of various inscriptions inside a sewn pouch in the Taoist robe.

The metal plate was slightly bent, seemingly warped by all sorts of fights and battles.

Yet the inscriptions were still clearly visible.

"Sure enough, there’s goods!" Zhang Rongfang’s eyes brightened.

The note left by Gong Shuyin stated it clearly.

"Yinhuai Forest, Great Chong Temple, on Lin’s shadow, there is what you need." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"The shadow in the forest is indeed the Iron Daoist, and now something was truly found on the Iron Daoist...."

Zhang Rongfang once again swung his compound wheel, crushing the Iron Daoist’s neck, standing up with joy.

Fortunately, happy as he was, he maintained his basic caution, searching the body with metal gloves in between.

After killing the two Iron Daoists again, he turned to leave.

He suddenly paused, looking toward a certain spot in the forest.

"Sometimes, being weak but knowing too much... is not a good thing..."

"I suggest you leave here quickly, otherwise... you’ll regret it when someone comes to silence you."

After saying this.

Zhang Rongfang turned and headed toward the Great Chong Temple.

He still needed to thoroughly search the entire Taoist temple over there.

The Great Zhong Records from before was quite interesting.

Seeing him prepare to leave.

The hidden Chen Miaotong and others immediately became anxious.

They watched as the Iron Daoist constantly came back to life and was killed again.

Such bizarre events could only be faced without fear by that burly, round-wheel-wielding warrior.

Now that the warrior was about to leave, they immediately felt flustered.

"Go!"

Lin Huan whispered, turning to run towards the edge of the forest.

No matter what, getting out of Yinhuai Forest came first.

With her were Zhao Dihu and another rogue cultivator.

Last were Chen Miaotong and the just-awakened daughter of the Youheng Saber, Chen Ya.

Of the nearly thirty who entered earlier, only a few survived now.

They knew full well that if the mysterious person hadn’t intervened to stop the Iron Daoist, they too would have been killed during the pursuit.

Lin Huan and her group were above the third rank in strength and, with their speed, could likely run far from the forest while the Iron Daoists were still down.

However, Chen Miaotong, carrying her sister’s body, knew she couldn’t possibly outrun those two Iron Daoists.

Immediately, she abruptly turned and chased in the direction Zhang Rongfang left.

She was gambling!

Betting that it was safer to follow Zhang Rongfang than to run by herself!

Her sudden run attracted Chen Ya and another rogue cultivator’s attention.

Having survived this long, they were naturally quick of mind and reaction.

They immediately understood why Chen Miaotong was running like this.

After hesitating for a moment, they gritted their teeth and followed.

Lacking strength, the best choice was naturally to follow the seemingly kind mysterious person.

Thus, the last survivors in the forest split into two groups, one following Zhang Rongfang.

The other fleeing towards the edge of the forest.