Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 96: Remember this in your next life, put the key points first when making your last words
"Hey, brother, let me ask you a question."

The group went out in twos and threes to look for He Songling. But after two days of walking, they didn't even see a hair of He Songling, let alone him.

A person from the Natural Gate asked the person from the Yellow Gate Sancai nearby, "Why are we looking like this?"

"Because I want to find He Songling!" The man next to him rolled his eyes at the person asking the question, "How dare you ask such a question? Are you stupid?"

"No, what does He Songling look like?"

"I have never seen He Songling." The man from Huangmen Sancai said as a matter of course, "But there is a photo of him on the wanted poster issued by Longhu Mountain."

"It's hard to recognize someone just by looking at the photo. This is such a big place. We've been looking for people in the city and in the mountains for several days. We've met so many people. How can we recognize them at a glance?" The man from the Natural Gate objected.

"Then you can just look at the white light. He Songling is from the Sanyi Sect. Normally he might be fine, but now that he is seriously injured and being hunted, he must be using the third level of Nisheng. Their big white light can be seen from two miles away."

"Hey, look, is there a white mist over there?" As he spoke, the man from the Natural Gate raised his hand and pointed forward.

"It's true..." The people from Huangmen Sancai squinted their eyes and took a look, then shouted, "Hey, He Songling! Catch He Songling!"

The two men didn't see anything at all. They just saw a cloud of white smoke floating over, and then they felt themselves floating up. But when they looked down, the two headless bodies below looked so familiar...

"Tom!"

He Songling plucked off the heads of the two men more easily than picking up dogtail grass on the roadside and threw them on the ground.

"Tsk, in a few days, a total of nine Quanxing have been killed, but twenty-five righteous ones have been killed." He Songling shook his head, "It's hard to tell who is Quanxing."

"You killed them both like this, isn't it a bit hasty? After all, they are fellow believers of the righteous path." In a flash of lightning, Zhang Zhiwei also appeared out of thin air, frowning at the corpse on the ground: "Who knows if they really want to kill you? Just rushing to steal the skills, it doesn't seem to be a crime worthy of death."

"Old Zhang, have you damaged your brain through practicing Taoism?" He Songling looked at Zhang Zhiwei as if he were a fool. "What kind of righteous path are they? They are Quan Xing."

"But this..."

"Just tell me, have they admitted themselves that they are all-natural?"

"That's true."

"That's right! Quanxing is not a sect, nor even a cult or gang. It is almost a synonym for the entire evil way. There is no entry threshold, no initiation ceremony, no need to kowtow or burn incense, just declare yourself to be Quanxing, that's it."

He Songling spread his hands and said, "Does it matter where these people come from? In all these years of Quanxing, which major sect of the righteous way has not had traitors who defected from their sect and joined Quanxing? Believe it or not, even if this group of people were placed in front of their sect leaders, their sect leaders would denounce them as traitors and define them as out-and-out Quanxing people. They just want to steal the divine power. Isn't there a price to pay for stealing the divine power?"

"What you said does make sense, but since we are here to slay demons, I still want to kill some real Quan Xing."

These days, not only He Songling was active, but Zhang Zhiwei was also cooperating. One of them was hiding the whereabouts, and the other was leading the way. When the two of them joined forces, if there were a group of five or fewer people, no one could escape from their hands.

"It's up to you. Anyway, when the time comes to report my achievements, I have killed twice as many Quan Xing monsters as you. I think the old Taoist priest will be embarrassed and will have no idea how to punish you later."

He Songling shook his finger and said with a sly smile: "Don't forget, we are risking the world's condemnation to do this sting law enforcement work. If you can do something, the Heavenly Master will spare you. If you can't, hehe..."

"I suddenly feel that these traitors who joined Quan Xing are even more hateful." With a sizzling sound, the current remained where Zhang Zhiwei had just stood, but his figure had long disappeared. "Look at this guy, he is very cunning."

He Songling shook his head, and a white light rose up from his body. He simply stopped pretending. Over the past few days, he and Zhang Zhiwei had teamed up to kill nearly half of the people who came here after hearing the news. If the situation was unclear, I'm afraid that fear would make the remaining people run away. Now we should give them some confidence.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

"Hu Chi... Hu Chi..."

The white light was bright. He Songling hung slowly behind three people who were gasping for breath, watching them running frantically, trying to squeeze out the last bit of potential in their bodies.

The three of them were the only survivors of the group that came to hunt down He Songling. It was hard to imagine that just a few days ago, the two forces of good and evil had met and were still shouting about capturing He Songling alive and torturing him to reveal his magical powers.

Now there are only a few cats, big and small, fleeing in a panic as they are chased by He Songling.

"Damn it, ha... ha... He Songling... wasn't injured at all. No wonder those people never... sent back any news. Now... now it seems that they are all dead!"

The sturdy man running in the front exclaimed. The three of them were able to run because of the sturdy man's decisiveness. He turned around and ran the moment he saw He Songling's action. Otherwise, even if He Songling wanted to play a trick on them, they would not have been able to hold on until now.

"Longhu Mountain deceived us?" the man running nearby said hatefully.

"Huff...ha...that's...that's not necessarily true." The sturdy man in the lead said with difficulty: "The third level of Nisheng is famous for its strong regenerative ability. Maybe after being struck by the old Heavenly Master, he recovered?"

As they were talking, a tall figure in a dark blue Taoist robe appeared in front of them. The three people's eyes lit up, as if they had seen a savior, and shouted loudly: "Master Zhang! Master Zhang! He Songling is here! Help!"

"Yeah, I saw it." Zhang Zhiwei nodded, and then with a "swoosh", a wall of golden light rose in front of the three people, blocking their way firmly.

"Master Zhang, what does this mean?" The three men looked grim as if they had just finished a Happy Meal.

"What do you mean?" He Songling, who caught up from behind, laughed, "You Quan Xing monsters, the successor of the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain wants to kill you, what other reason does he need?"

"You...you guys?" The three of them seemed to have thought of something, and their faces were almost as pale as He Songling who was in the second level of Reverse Rebirth.

The leader suddenly thought of something, knelt on the ground with a plop, and shouted: "Master Zhang, we are not Quan Xing, we are..."

"Puff puff!"

Before they could finish shouting, three streams of Ruyi power exploded directly in their brains, turning their three heads into fireworks.

"What a shame." He Songling knew what they were up to. If they revealed their identities, Zhang Zhiwei would not be able to stand by and watch them die. "Remember this in your next life. Put the key points first when you say your last words."

Until his death, He Songling never let them say a word.

He patted the non-existent dust on his hands and looked up at Zhang Zhiwei: "All the monsters of Quan Xing will be destroyed."

(End of this chapter)