The Nine Cauldrons
chapter-72

In the hall, Teng Yunlong and the others were completely stunned.

With a flash, Teng Qingshan appeared on the roof of a house afar, and with another flash, he disappeared. Was this still the Teng Qingshan whom they knew?

"Qingshan..." Teng Yongfan stuttered.

"That is Qing Gong! The powerful Qing Gong!" Teng Yunlong got back to his senses and said joyfully, "When I was young, I've seen Master Hong Si perform it before. Even Master Hong Si's speed is no match against Teng Qingshan's speed. Teng Qingshan's speed is even faster than the speed of the galloping horses! I can't believe he has such an amazing Qing Gong!"

"Elder Brother is so amazing!" Qingyu was very excited.

"Father, Qingshan's headed out. Could he be..." Teng Qingshan's mother, Yuan Lan, said worriedly.

Teng Yunlong also said with a frown, "Didn't you hear what Qingshan said? Hong Zhenjie won't be alive on the day after tomorrow! Qingshan is going to kill the Young Master Hong Zhenjie and the people of the White Horse Battalion."

"Teacher, he will be fine, right?" Teng Yongfan was also very worried. After all, the White Horse Battalion's reputation was too great. They're the greatest elites of the White Horse Gang. Every warrior of the White Horse Battalion was equipped with heavy armor and rode high-class war horses. When they charge out, even experts at the pinnacle of the Postliminary Realm would find it hard to survive.

"I have never been able to see through Qingshan. At the age of ten, he had the ability to wipe out wolf packs, kill the Wolf King, and create the Tiger Fist by himself. No one taught him, but he was able to reach the level of a First Rated Warrior! Now, he has displayed such amazing Qing Gong." Teng Yunlong looked into the far distance, "If Qingshan is going to kill that Young Master and the White Horse Battalion, then I'll believe that he'll definitely be able to do it."

The people in the hall became silent.

Over these years, it was true that there was nothing that Teng Qingshan could not do. There was nothing that could stump Teng Qingshan.

They looked out at the sky, each of them silently holding anticipations in their hearts. At this point, the only thing that they could do was to hold anticipations.

The sky that had been bright and sunny earlier was now filled with dark clouds. The strong gales blew and the world instantly turned gloomy. The weather was truly unpredictable.

Performing the "Crossing Worlds", Teng Qingshan soon saw the people from the White Horse Battalion. He immediately stopped performing the "Crossing Worlds" and purely relied on his powerful physical strength to follow them. With Teng Qingshan's monstrous body, his speed was much faster than fast horses and he could easily follow after them.

In Teng Qingshan's previous world, the "Crossing Worlds" was the greatest Qing Gong manual.

The "Crossing Worlds" was primarily divided into three levels. And when one reached the pinnacle, they would be able to attain the effect of 'Close Yet Worlds Apart'. However, till now, Teng Qingshan could only perform at the first level. It was because the second and the third level both required one to first reach the Innate Realm.

After all, the level of 'Close Yet Worlds Apart' had harsh requirements.

The "Crossing Worlds" had a total of three footwork diagrams and six meridian diagrams.

The first level required one to only practice the most basic first footwork diagram.

Of course, as Teng Qingshan's physical body had reached a powerful and astonishing level, he was able to achieve an extremely high speed with just his physical strength. Therefore, when his physical strength was paired with Qing Gong, the speed would be even more astonishing.

"Rumble~~~"

Dark clouds covered the sky and thunder rumbled.

Teng Qingshan moved like a wisp of smoke, maintaining the same speed as the galloping horses and following the people from the White Horse Battalion from afar. His eyes that were looking into the far distance had faint hints of killing intent. "Hong Zhenjie, I did not expect that the one I killed yesterday wasn't you and you managed to escape! However, you actually sent yourself to me and even asked to marry Little Yu? You're the one who had chosen to barge into hell yourself, courting death. You have only yourself to blame!"

"The people of the White Horse Battalion have killed countless people. Today, I'll kill all of you together!" Teng Qingshan's speed increased and he darted into the Great Yan Mountain at the side.

In the Great Yan Mountain, Teng Qingshan was like a ghost and his speed increased abruptly.

The group of bandits from the White Horse Battalion continued to move at great speed on the road next to the Great Yan Mountain and Teng Qingshan continued alongside them in the Great Yan Mountain.

"I am about five to six Li away from our Teng Jia Village. It would be troublesome if the Teng Jia Villagers were among the few thousand people of the White Horse Gang. I should attack now." Teng Qingshan was very clear that he could wipe out these people from the White Horse Battalion. However, if he had done it amongst the five-to-six-thousand people in the White Horse Gang and if the five-to-six-thousand men stood still without fighting back, it would take one second to kill one person and a total of about two hours to kill all five-to-six-thousand men of the White Horse Gang.

Moreover, the men of the White Horse Gang would not just be standing there, waiting to be killed

Furthermore, would a group of people on horses take two hours to escape? Therefore, no matter how powerful the expert was, he would have to apprehend and kill the leader when faced with an overwhelming number of people.

"Kaboom!"

A rumble of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky and was immediately followed by a pouring thunderstorm!

The thunderstorm came very quickly. In a few seconds, the rain came pouring down, crazily gushing down. The world was covered in water.

"Excluding that twelve who had just joined in, there's a total of one hundred and forty-six people! I'll deal with them one by one!" Teng Qingshan randomly picked up a bunch of stones from the mountainous terrain. The stones are the cheapest hidden weapons. In the hands of Teng Qingshan, who possessed immense physical strength and powerful inner strength as well as the skill of throwing concealed weapons, each of those stones was akin to an armor-piercing shell.

Even an expert like Master Hong Si had to perform their greatest skill to be able to use his saber to protect the most fatal spots. However, the weapon that he was holding was still sent flying by a single stone. The power of the stone was obvious.

...

Over one hundred of them continued on their galloping horses.

"Damn it! What kind of horrible weather is this?!" Hong Zhenjie, who was at the very front, could not help but squint his eyes. It was because of the large number of raindrops that came crashing down on his face. It very painful. "The weather changed so suddenly. Little Dao, are there any places in the vicinity that we can take shelter at?"

A cavalryman next to him quickly said, "Young Master, shelter from the rain? There are only some villages around here. About three Li in front, there's a village. We can take shelter from the rain there." However, Young Master... Third Leader has led a large group of people with him and shouldn't be that much faster than us. They're probably only about twenty to thirty Li faster than us. Why don't we keep going on and take a break after reaching where the Third Leader's group is at?"

"Alright, we'll rush there at one go!" Hong Zhenjie replied.

The horses continued galloping, sending mud splattering. The over one hundred cavalrymen lowered his head and continued rushing on their way.

...

"Huhu~~~" Strong gales blew. The heavy rain was being blown at so strongly that it was as if they were floating. All the dead twigs and withering leaves were blown down. The world was extremely dark.

"Swoosh!"

A deep and sharp sound rang out as a beam of light shot out from the mountains, piercing through the head of one of the bandits from the White Horse Battalion who was running at the back.

"Ahhh!" A bloody hole appeared on the head of the bandit who was wearing a helmet. Blood gushed out, but they instantly covered the bandit's entire face, as the rain came washing down. The bandit opened his eyes wide and then his body turned weak as he fell backward off the horse.

This corpse fell onto the ground, splattered by mud and water.

Amidst the heavy rain and violent gales, which of these bandits would turn their head to check the back?

Yet, the sound of a bandit falling onto the ground could not be heard at all amidst the heavy rain.

"Swoosh!"

Another stone shot out.

"Urgh..." Another hole appeared in the head of another bandit as brain juice flowed out, mixed with blood. Another corpse fell off a horse.

Many stones shot out, taking the lives of one bandit after another.

"Hey, Sanzi! I've got something to discuss with you. Move a little faster first." As this bandit spoke, he even turned to take a glance, bellowing, "Can't you hear Elder Brother talking to you——" The horse bandit's eyes opened wide. Behind him, there was a corpse on the muddy ground after every three to four Zhangs. The sight of the many corpses laying on the mud caused his countenance to turned pale immediately. No one behind him was alive.

"Young Master!!!" An agonizing cry cut across the sky.

"Pffft!" A hole also appeared on his forehead.

All the bandits were alarmed and turned back. That bandit who had cried out also fell helplessly off his horse, tumbling into the mud.

"Stop!" Hong Zhenjie quickly bellowed out and everyone pulled the reins, stopping their hoses. Over one hundred people anxiously close up their distance.

"Young Master, it's concealed weapons! Concealed weapons! All of their heads had been hit by hidden weapons!" A bandit shouted. At that moment, another stone shout from the Great Yan Mountain at the side. "Boom!" It pierced through the head of a bandit next to Hong Zhenjie.

A headshot!

That bandit could not even say a word. His eyes widened in horror as he rolled down onto the ground. All the bandits instantly panicked.

"Pffft!" The blood that spurted out from the dead bandit splattered onto Hong Zhenjie's face. He shuddered and a thought flashed through his mind. He quickly looked toward the Great Yan Mountain, "It's too fast. I can't react to that hidden weapon at all! If this hidden weapon didn't hit Litle Dao but struck me instead, wouldn't I have been dead?"

Hong Zhenjie started to feel terrified. He did not wish to die!

He still had a lot of money and women to enjoy. How could he possibly be willing to die?

"Young Master, we'll only be his targets if we were to stay here." A bandit shouted out. "Let's flee!"

"Right, let's..." Hong Zhenjie clenched his teeth and was about to give his command.

"Pffft!" A stone penetrated through the head of that bandit who had just spoken to him.

Looking at this scene, Hong Zhenjie's heart pounded.

Some bandits broke down immediately.

"Let's flee." Three bandits decided to disregard the Young Master and wanted to make their escape immediately.

"Pffft!" "Pffft!" "Pffft!"

Three stones that seemed like three bolts of lightning penetrated through their heads, and the three of them dropped to the ground.

...

In the Great Yan Mountain, Teng Qingshan was in a half-squat position, resembling like a statue. He stared into the distance. Each of his hands was holding onto a stone and there were two piles of stones on the ground next to him. Teng Qingshan was able to quickly grab the stones on the ground. With his speed, how could these people possibly escape?

"Escape?" Teng Qingshan, who was in a half-squatted position, remained still as he moved both his hands. Immediately, two stones were seen flying across the air. As he swiftly touched the ground with both hands, two stones appeared in his hands and were rapidly shot out again.

Right now, Teng Qingshan was like a heavy duty sniper rifle that could shoot out two to three bullets in a second!

...

Three corpses rolled onto the ground, and it was as if Hong Zhenjie's heart had been smashed three times. Hong Zhenjie looked toward the Great Yan Mountain, held back his fear as he shouted, "I know you! It was you! The one who caused the death of my father and killed my senior martial brother, right? Speak up, what would it take for you to let us go?! Everything is negotiable!"

His senior martial brother had been killed, shot by a stone. And Master Hong Si was also trying his best to fend off a stone when Wang Tieshan took the opportunity to kill him.

"The people of the Iron Mountain Gang has come for revenge!" A bandit shouted out in terror.

"It's the Iron Mountain Gang!"

"The Great Master had his weapon struck off by this hidden weapon." Many panicking voices rang out amongst the bandits.

An enemy that cannot be seen was too terrifying.

Hong Zhenjie's face was covered with rainwater, but he could feel that he was breaking out in cold sweat. He looked at the Great Yan Mountain before him, and the terror in his heart caused his mind to be in a mess.