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Chen Changsheng sat in the silent carriage, quietly taking out a storage ring from his sleeve. It contained many alchemical ingredients, and a complimentary copy of Zhuang Zongzheng's alchemy insights.

As well as the newly purchased alchemy furnace, and two secret manuals bought later for three thousand points.

《Phantom Step》and《Lightning Sword》!

The former was a movement technique, creating phantom images when moving, combining the real and the illusory to confuse opponents. When practiced to perfection, the figure would seem to vanish into the void, ethereal and without a trace.

The latter, Lightning Sword, specifically compensated for Chen Changsheng's shortcomings in sword techniques.

He could control swords to kill enemies but lacked proper sword techniques, only knowing ordinary horizontal slashes and chops. This would be a significant disadvantage when facing strong enemies.

Lightning Sword specialized in swift kills, attacking aggressively like lightning, and could complement Chen Changsheng's Blood God Lightning.

After this spending spree, Chen Changsheng still had several hundred points left for emergencies.

In fact, the storage ring and alchemy furnace could also be purchased from group members, but he worried that they might leave a mark, especially since the space within the storage ring was most susceptible to hidden marks or residual souls.

So buying from the mall was a bit of a loss, but Chen Changsheng didn't regret it, at least he felt secure using them.

With nothing else to do, Chen Changsheng silently flipped through the secret manuals.

Outside the carriage, the sky was dim, and a heavy rain gradually began to fall. The rain hit the roof of the carriage, making a crisp sound like jade beads falling to the ground.

Wang Jiayun lit a dim oil lamp, adding a touch of warmth to the carriage.

Unknowingly, listening to the pattering rain outside, Honglin, the junior sister holding Shangguan Ping, also fell asleep.

Wang Jiayun was mentally exhausted, and under the intense fatigue, her head tilted to the side, and she drowsily fell asleep on Chen Changsheng's shoulder.

At this moment, the mother and daughter both looked extremely weak and haggard.

Inside the carriage, only the faint sound of Chen Changsheng turning the pages of the book remained.

Outside, Zong Hong, who was driving the carriage, circulated his Qi and blood to resist the cold wind.

The azure sky was covered with dark clouds, and the soil on the official road was soaked with rain. Zong Hong had to slow down the carriage to prevent the horses from running too fast and losing their footing.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Changsheng, who was reading the secret manual, suddenly twitched his eyes. He lifted a corner of the curtain and whispered to Zong Hong: "There's movement, watch out for the surroundings."

Zong Hong was startled, and his hand subconsciously grabbed the longbow behind him, his astonishing eyesight scanning the surroundings.

Faintly visible, several dark figures darted through the dark forest.

"Such fast speed! Could they have been chasing us all the way from behind?"

"No, they were lying in ambush."

Chen Changsheng steadily held the sword box with one hand and said in a cold voice: "The Black Market bounty spreads news in the form of carrier pigeons, these people are all bounty hunters."

"Senior Brother, there seem to be quite a few people!"

"Don't worry, just drive the carriage well and don't overturn it, leave the rest to me."

The rain continued to fall, and countless figures overlapped in the dark forest, and a cold killing intent swirled and condensed in the darkness.

Suddenly, a cold light shot out from the forest.

A masked figure held a long spear, and a surging murderous aura instantly locked onto the target, the spearhead pointing directly at the coachman Zong Hong.

At the same time, a sharp sword flew out from the carriage, accurately blocking the path of the spear.

Clang!

The collision of the sword and spear exploded with violent energy.

The rain washed over at this moment, and the bumps of the carriage awakened the three women from their sleep.

Chen Changsheng gently patted the sword box, and another sharp flying sword shot out, like a celestial being flying from the sky, instantly bringing up a line of blood!

In an instant, the head flew up, and the headless corpse holding the spear fell to the muddy ground with a thud, and was then ruthlessly crushed by the wheels.

The flying sword instantly killed the attacker, shocking all the bounty hunters in the dark.

Because the flying sword was too fast, coupled with the dark and rainy weather, they failed to see the process of the exchange.

After a group of bounty hunters exchanged glances, they immediately attacked from all directions at the same time, dragging out more than a dozen afterimages in the heavy rain.

Chen Changsheng closed his eyes, sensing everything around him with his divine sense.

As the bounty hunters acted, two flying swords, like assassins in the night, swept across with incredible speed, drawing fan-shaped sword energy on both sides of the carriage.

The continuous heavy rain was cut into layers, and the flying rain exploded like countless arrows.

Swish!

In an instant, the sword energy and cold light raged, swords and blades broke, and scarlet blood merged with the rain.

More than a dozen bounty hunters' pupils shrank sharply, and a cold tingling sensation came from their necks. On their way to jump, they were reduced to headless corpses and fell to the ground!

The air was filled with a bloody smell, and the bright red blood was washed away by the rain.

Zong Hong's face was filled with shock and excitement, driving the carriage galloping on the muddy ground, crossing this rainy area, leaving behind more than a dozen headless corpses and broken weapons all over the ground.

It was only a few breaths of confrontation, and with only two flying swords, he easily took the lives of all the bounty hunters!

This is the power of cultivators!

Even if the cultivation base is only at the first level of Qi Refining, it can still create a crushing situation.

The sharp sword flying in the air is a natural killer in the dark rain.

Who would have thought that there would be a cultivator guarding the carriage? Even more, they would not have thought that the cold light passing through the rain was actually two flying swords wrapped in true energy, flying like electricity, making it impossible for people to avoid them.

Chen Changsheng's goal was to be fast, accurate, and ruthless, not giving the other party time to react and think, beheading them at the extreme speed.

Once the other party reacts, it will be difficult to create a one-hit kill opportunity, which will lead to many variables.

"Assassins are here! ?"

Junior Sister Honglin, who was awakened by the bumps, gave a low shout, grabbed the long whip around her waist, and was about to break the window to meet the enemy.

With a click, two flying swords flew back to the sword box from the outside.

Chen Changsheng said calmly: "No, it's already over."

"What?" Honglin was a little confused, and glanced out of the window, vaguely seeing a few streaks of blood in the rain and the fallen dark shadows.

From the time she was awakened to the time she grabbed her weapon, it was only a few breaths.

The assassins were killed just like that?

"Were there assassins just now? They were solved so quickly? Amazing!"

Shangguan Ping opened her mouth into an O shape, subconsciously wanting to lean out of the window to check.

At the critical moment, her mother pulled her back, which prevented her from getting soaked.

Wang Jiayun took a deep breath, and a shallow smile appeared on her delicate face: "Sure enough, it was the right choice to have Young Master Chen escort us. Even the strongest guard in the city would not be able to eliminate the assassins so quickly."

"Just luck."

Chen Changsheng looked over and said softly: "There are no inns to stop at tonight, eat some dry food and continue sleeping, I will guard you and nothing will happen."

"Thank you, Young Master Chen."

Wang Jiayun nodded with a smile.

Speaking of sleeping, she remembered that when she woke up just now, she was leaning on Chen Changsheng's shoulder.

She immediately lowered her head with some guilt, her slender hands placed on her long legs and clenched slightly, absentmindedly wondering what she was thinking.