I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World-Chapter 47: Brainless

Since childhood, Pang Feiyan had always treated He Sheng coldly, without pretense.

Now, as she spoke to He Sheng in such a gentle tone, he felt his bones turn to mush instantly.

Upon hearing this, He Sheng immediately nodded, "As long as it's not about robbing the prison, Feiyan, I'll do whatever you ask."

Pang Feiyan said with hatred, "Let's us catch Han Zheng together, feed him poison, and make him change his statement to Zhang Tianyang, claiming that the conflict with Brother Hai was a misunderstanding, that Brother Hai definitely had nothing to do with harboring the Smell Fragrance Sect. Once Brother Hai is released, we'll give him the antidote."

Pang Feiyan was not a clever woman; she was usually arrogant and had been spoiled by Pang Heihu.

She had no idea just how brutal and bloody the struggle between the various powers was, nor did she understand how fiercely the Smell Fragrance Sect was causing chaos on Huainan Road and battling the court, or how severe the Shen Family's collusion with the Smell Fragrance Sect was.

At this moment, all she could think of was what Pang Heihu had said: Han Zheng was currently favored by Zhang Tianyang, so Han Zheng would surely have influence over him.

Thus, she planned to capture Han Zheng and force him with poisoning to change his statement, exonerating Shen Conghai.

Her plan was full of flaws and loopholes, even less reliable than robbing the prison.

But with Pang Feiyan's intellect, coming up with such a strategy was already her limit during desperate times.

Although He Sheng was quite strong, he was somewhat simple-minded and rigid in his actions. He was ferocious and reckless in battle, loyal as well, which was why Pang Feihu valued and adopted him as his godson.

Pang Heihu trusted nobody else with Black Tiger Hall, only He Sheng, as he never worried that He Sheng would rebel.

Now hearing Pang Feiyan's plan, even the not-so-bright He Sheng felt something was amiss.

He scratched his head hesitantly, "Can this really work?"

Pang Feiyan shook his arm, "How can we know if we don't try? Dad only told me not to get involved with the Shen Family's affairs. Isn't it okay for me to move against Han Zheng, a disciple of the martial arts hall?"

Pang Feiyan's eyes turned red, and she put on a pitiful look, "Sheng Brother, I know you have always loved me the most since we were young, and you would agree to anything I ask. This time, even if Brother Hai survives, he might no longer be able to stay in Black Stone County. Our fate together might also be nearing its end."

Upon hearing this, He Sheng's head buzzed, his face flushed with immense joy.

When had Pang Feiyan ever called him Sheng Brother?

She had always only called out for Brother Hai.

If Shen Conghai were to leave Black Stone County after this, who else could be worthy of Pang Feiyan?

It would definitely be him!

He Sheng immediately set all else aside and nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, Feiyan, I'll do it right away."

"Be careful, and don't let dad know."

He Sheng said, "Rest assured, I'll directly mobilize a few trusted subordinates from Black Tiger Hall to join me. Han Zheng is only in the early stages of the Innate Realm and hasn't been there long. We'll find a few more people just to be safe, as we still need to capture him alive."

He paused, then added, "Feiyan, maybe you shouldn't go after all. Blades and swords are blind, and I'm afraid you might get hurt."

"No! I must go and rescue Brother Hai myself!"

He Sheng felt a bit bitter inside.

But thinking about how Shen Conghai would be gone soon and nobody would compete with him for Pang Feiyan anymore, he said no more and just handed her something.

It was a metallic cylinder, bright silver, with one side covered in dense holes and a small button on the other.

"This is the Rain Curtain Meteor Needle from the Qianji Sect, an assassination device I extorted from a foreign merchant group. Coated with potent poison, if you notice something is wrong, just activate it. Even a Martial Artist in the Innate Transcendence Realm would be caught off-guard and poisoned."

"Got it, go get ready quickly."

He Sheng, with fervor in his heart, hurriedly went to gather a few trusted subordinates, preparing to set up.

...

As dusk fell, Zhang Tianyang instructed all the martial arts disciples not to continue patrolling the streets and to rest for the night.

Having finally captured members of the Smell Fragrance Sect, Zhang Tianyang felt relieved.

Although these two were not high-ranking, it was still an improvement over previously gaining nothing.

Zhang Tianyang was preparing to pry their mouths open, though it wasn't going smoothly.

The Smell Fragrance Sect disciples were tight-lipped, enduring many of Zhang Tianyang's methods without speaking.

But Zhang Tianyang had even more ruthless methods not yet used, and one night was enough time to thoroughly deal with them.

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Han Zheng, uninterested in these matters, went straight home to rest.

Because Zhang Tianyang had been patrolling the entire county in the past few days, the entire county was in a state of high tension.

Thus, just as the sky had darkened, the streets were already deserted, with even few houses along the street lighting up, eerily silent like a ghost town.

In such conditions, any slight sound became incredibly conspicuous.

Han Zheng suddenly stopped walking, looking forward with a half-smiling, half-serious expression.

"You members of the Smell Fragrance Sect are quite bold, daring to show yourselves at this time. But what's the use of troubling me? If you're capable, go to the County Government and rob the prison."

Han Zheng instinctively assumed that those who would trouble him at this time must be members of the Smell Fragrance Sect.

Instead, he saw He Sheng and Pang Feiyan, along with three martial artists in the later stages of the Postnatal Realm, closing in from all directions, surrounding Han Zheng in the middle.

Han Zheng slightly furrowed his brow, "Pang Feiyan? You surely aren't thinking of seeking revenge at this time, are you?"

This woman was so foolish; she dared to get involved in the Smell Fragrance Sect incident yesterday, and she ended up getting hurt by her own actions.

She might resent me, but to try and seek revenge against me at such a critical moment is truly brainless.

Pang Feiyan said coldly, "Revenge? I'm not that petty.

Han Zheng, I can let go of the grudge I have because you harmed me, but I need you to tell Zhang Tianyang that you caught the wrong person. Brother Hai did not shelter anyone from the Smell Fragrance Sect, it was all a misunderstanding.

Here is a poison pill. You take it first, and it will take effect in three days.

When Brother Hai is released, then I will give you the antidote.

I advise you to recognize the situation and voluntarily take the poison pill to save Brother Hai. Don't force us to take action, or you'll suffer physical pain!"

Han Zheng didn't speak for a long time; he just looked at Pang Feiyan with the gaze one uses to look at an imbecile.

What was in this woman's brain?

They say that some women are all brawn and no brains, but she doesn't even have the brawn, let alone the brains.

Even if she were to think with her butt, she wouldn't have come up with such a nonsensical, crappy plan.

Han Zheng suddenly felt weary, "So you ambushed me here just to force me to go and tell Zhang Tianyang to release Shen Conghai?

Do you even have a brain? I'm not Zhang Tianyang's biological son; do you really think my words hold that much weight?

Not to mention me, even if the County Magistrate were to speak, do you think Zhang Tianyang would release him?

Besides, it's obvious to even a blind man that Shen Conghai is shielding the devils of the Smell Fragrance Sect. Zhang Tianyang even went so far as to break ties and fight with Shen Chengshan to take him away.

Now you expect him to just release him? Can you really put the shit back once it's out?"

Although Han Zheng spoke crudely, He Sheng felt that there was some sense to his words...

Yet, Pang Feiyan was infuriated.

"Disobedient! He Sheng, you guys attack now!"

Although He Sheng sensed that things weren't right, when Pang Feiyan gave the order, he didn't hesitate to charge forward with his men.

"Seeking death!"

A flash of Evil Qi crossed Han Zheng's eyes.

His Yanling Blade unsheathed from his waist, and instead of retreating, he advanced, rushing straight towards He Sheng who had the highest cultivation.

Han Zheng moved like a White Ape darting through the forest, agile and quick.

But his Yanling Blade was steeped in strong Blood Slaughter Qi, each strike possessing not only the icy ferocity of the Blood Slaughter technique but also the smashing force of the White Ape Extended Arm Fist.

At this point, all his martial arts skill levels had reached perfection, allowing them to merge and double his might.

He Sheng also wielded a blade, the Golden Silk Big Ring Saber!

Pang Heihu had two secret martial arts techniques from the Innate Realm, the "Black Evil Palm" and "Tiger Roar Saber Technique."

The latter was forceful and grand, explosive in its might. As He Sheng spun his waist and swung his saber, his blood and Qi erupted, shattering the cobblestones underfoot with a crack.

He was about to meet Han Zheng's slightly finer Yanling Blade with his half-man-height Golden Silk Big Ring Saber.

But with a massive force coming through, He Sheng's tiger's mouth went numb, and he was forced to retreat a step by Han Zheng's strike.

Dragon Elephant Wisdom, unparalleled strength!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Three continuous slashes forced He Sheng back three steps.

He roared, his body bursting with an energy resembling a roaring tiger's growl.

His Golden Silk Big Ring Saber spun wildly, creating gusts of wind.

But Han Zheng suddenly drew back, slashing towards another Postnatal martial artist to his rear.

Blood Slaughter Qi burst forth, and even though this martial artist also possessed the cultivation of the later stages of the Postnatal Realm, he couldn't withstand the ultimate sharpness of Han Zheng's blade.

His saber was instantly shattered, and his body was cleaved into two by Han Zheng!

Blood rained down, and Han Zheng's surrounding Evil Qi thickened.

He Sheng roared in rage, his eyes reddening with fury.

That was a brother who had been with him for nearly ten years!

He used the Tiger Roar Saber Technique to its limit, wielding Inner Strength recklessly, as his saber force smashed fiercely towards Han Zheng.

Two other Postnatal martial artists, both armed with long spears, coordinated with He Sheng's saber moves to strike at Han Zheng's lower body.

They were accustomed to fighting in this way with He Sheng, taking down one opponent after another.

As Evil Qi condensed, the dense Blood Slaughter Qi on Han Zheng's Yanling Blade even caused the bright blade to emit a red glow.

Dragon Elephant Stepping, White Ape Arm Shaking.

One technique was robust and forceful, channeling strength from the stance, and the other overwhelmingly powered through the use of the arms.

These two forces combined, making his strike with the Blood Slaughter Saber resonate with a metallic clang, shocking all three opponents back simultaneously.

Seizing the advantage, Han Zheng didn't let up; he slashed again towards He Sheng.

He Sheng raised his saber to block, but the sensation in his hands was off.

There was no force behind Han Zheng's strike, easily deflected by him.

At that moment, Han Zheng abruptly turned and sheathed his blade, using the momentum to charge directly towards a member of the Black Tiger Gang.

White Ape Extended Arm, crashing down ferociously!

Accompanied by a dull thud, Han Zheng's punch directly smashed the gang member's head back into his chest!