As dawn broke, the sword shadows in the courtyard gradually disappeared.
Chen Ke was drenched in sweat, looking at the Dragon Tail Sword in his hand, liking it more and more.
A good sword can not only enhance combat power, but also bring significant benefits to cultivation.
If he hadn't been so busy lately, he really wanted to go to Jigong Mountain again, kill some enemies to practice his swordsmanship, and replenish the soul points he had consumed.
After returning to his room, taking a shower, changing into clean clothes, and hanging up the Dragon Tail Sword, Chen Ke walked out with renewed vigor.
I haven't been to work for several days, so I have to go and check on things today.
At the gate of the Great Xia Academy, Chen Ke hailed a carriage and headed out of the city.
After exiting the north gate, the carriage traveled along the official road for a while before turning onto a desolate path.
Chen Ke put down the map in his hand, glanced out the window unintentionally, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
This is not the way to the distillery.
What's going on?
Am I being kidnapped?
After thinking it over, Chen Ke ultimately decided not to jump out of the car.
Well, he's never been kidnapped before in his life.
If his kidnappers were skilled, he wouldn't have been able to escape even if he jumped out of the car.
But if you're a novice, then you're in for a beating.
Chen Ke calmed down, took out the Soul-Devouring Beast's horn and hung it on his waist, then leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.
The carriage rattled and clattered as it traveled along the rugged path.
After entering an abandoned mine, the carriage slowly came to a stop.
"Young Master Chen, we've arrived. Get off the carriage!" The coachman jumped down from the carriage, a sneer on his face, and spoke in a sarcastic tone.
Chen Ke opened his eyes, jumped out of the carriage, and kicked up two clouds of dust.
The barren land was devoid of vegetation, with seven or eight dilapidated houses and two small hills of slag heaps.
Several tall wooden frames were covered in bird droppings, and a rope suspended a broken wooden plank, swaying in mid-air and making a creaking sound.
Just as Chen Ke looked around, a sound of wind breaking suddenly rang out in the air.
A dozen or so men in black, their faces covered, flew over and surrounded Chen Ke in the blink of an eye.
Chen Ke stared in astonishment at the masked man, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The masked men were taken aback for a moment, and the coachman shouted angrily, "What are you laughing at?!"
Yeah, I know, you're kidnapping someone, so be serious.
Chen Ke stopped laughing and said seriously, "It's broad daylight, and you're all dressed in black. It's so conspicuous and unprofessional."
"Chen Ke,"
The masked leader roared, pointing his gleaming sword at Chen Ke, and said sternly, "You still dare to spout nonsense when you're about to die!"
Chen Ke said coldly, "You waited for me at the gate of the Great Xia Academy and brought me here. Tell me, what exactly do you want?"
The burly man at the head of the group said grimly, "Simple. Hand over the blueprints for refining liquor and alcohol, and we'll spare your life!"
Chen Ke was surprised: "Are you sure you'll let me go as long as I hand over those blueprints?"
The burly man gave a mocking laugh: "Do you think you still have a choice now?"
The other masked men also let out cold laughs, just like the foolish villains in the movies.
Chen Ke smiled and removed his hand from the Soul-Devouring Beast's horn.
In the radar view, there were no experts within a kilometer radius, and no one within a five-hundred-meter radius.
In other words, everything that can breathe is here.
Then why be so polite?
Chen Ke's hand gripped the hilt of the Dragon Tail Sword.
Upon seeing this, the masked men laughed even harder.
The burly man at the head of the group almost burst out laughing, panting as he said, "Chen Ke, I advise you not to humiliate yourself."
Yeah?
Chen Ke drew his sword instantly.
Swiftness Technique!
Haotian Divine Sword!
puff!
A drop of blood splattered from the masked man's neck.
The burly man stared wide-eyed in disbelief at Chen Ke, who was standing inches away, then looked down at the bone sword piercing his throat.
His face began to turn black, his entire body withered rapidly, and his life force drained away frantically.
Whoosh!
Like earth collapsing to the ground, the big man's body collapsed and turned into a clump of dust!
Chen Ke was astonished. Had the effects of "Death Devouring" been enhanced?
In the past, the targets he killed with his blood-red killing intent would never have turned to ashes so quickly.
Shaking off the bloodstains from the bone sword, Chen Ke looked at the other masked men, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
call!
His figure shifted instantly, like a ghost, and he turned to stand in front of another masked man.
Before the masked man could react, the cold blade of the Dragon Tail Sword had already pierced his throat.
Whoosh!
The masked man's body collapsed and turned to dust.
The other masked men felt a chill run down their spines, as if they were looking at a monster, and stared at Chen Ke in terror.
The coachman was the first to react, leaping onto the back of one of the horses pulling the carriage, ready to cut the ropes and escape.
However, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't outrun a mouse.
Chen Ke right-clicked the mouse and pressed the "Format" button.
Bang!
The coachman trembled, and the longsword he had swung at the reins was bounced back.
Just as he was in a daze and panic, the Dragon Tail Sword struck like lightning, severing his tendons in his hands and feet.
Chen Ke kicked the coachman off the rickshaw, and then, using the rebound force, pounced on the remaining men in black like a roc.
With his unpredictable movements, exquisite swordsmanship, and the Dragon Tail Sword wielded with effortless grace, Chen Ke transformed into a ghostly assassin.
One by one, the throats of the masked men were pierced, and they collapsed to the ground like dust, turning into ashes in a horrifying manner.
Ding!
"Congratulations, you have absorbed soul energy, increasing your maximum soul value by 10 points."
Ding!
"Congratulations, you have absorbed soul energy, increasing your maximum soul value by 10 points."
Ding!
"Congratulations, you have absorbed soul energy, increasing your maximum soul value by 10 points."
...
Almost simultaneously, the masked man's life force was devoured by Chen Ke, surging wildly within Chen Ke's body.
The Dragon Tail Sword is faster, more ruthless, and more accurate in its pursuit of souls and spirits.
The remaining masked men finally broke down, letting out terrified screams and scattering in all directions.
However, they could only escape for a few dozen meters before Chen Ke caught up with them and pinned them to death with the Dragon Tail Sword.
Whoosh!
The last masked man's body collapsed to the ground and turned to dust.
Chen Ke, his body radiating a powerful aura of blood, carrying the dripping Dragon Tail Sword, walked up to the coachman like a god of death.
Without him saying a word, the terrified coachman knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and poured out everything he knew.
Chen Ke was astonished. He really hadn't expected that the third prince of the Purple Eagle Dynasty would launch an attack on him before he even arrived in Great Xia City (Great Capital City}.
They forced him to hand over the blueprints, and then the Third Prince's men sold the blueprints to several powerful figures.
In this way, the powerful and wealthy obtained the technology to refine liquor, and they made a fortune.
The unfortunate Chen Ke will bear the blame for leaking secrets, not only making his reputation even worse, but also facing severe punishment from the imperial court.
Killing three birds with one stone, a brilliant tactic.
"It's a pity you underestimated a slacker like me." Chen Ke smiled, thrusting his Dragon Tail Sword forward and piercing the coachman's throat.
Back in the carriage, Chen Ke took out paper and pen, scribbled for a while, and then set them aside to dry.
The "Thousand-Faced Guanyin Technique" was activated, and he transformed into the shape and appearance of a coachman, driving the carriage away from the mine.
It's several million taels of silver, why not earn it?
And while we're at it, let's also trick that third prince a bit more.
Anyone can scam people.