Starting as The Young Master of A Pharmacy, He Trained Swordsmanship in Seclusion For Twenty Years - Chapter 15
Lu Xuan glanced around, his dark eyes appearing deep and unfathomable. Finally, he murmured under his breath, “Looks like we’ll have to wait until nightfall.”
After all, all the victims had gone mad the morning after something happened to them at night.
Late at night…
Due to the recent murders in Liugou Village, the old village chief had ordered all villagers to stay indoors after dark until the case was resolved.
The two rooms in the eastern courtyard were now occupied—Liang Cheng and the other constables, along with Li San and Tie Niu, were crammed into one room.
The remaining room was occupied solely by Lu Xuan.
Wary of the village’s eerie reputation, Liang Cheng had assigned two constables to keep watch at night. Surprisingly, Li San had also volunteered to stand guard.
Outside the room, the three men sat near the door. Li San greeted the two constables politely, “Officers, my name is Li San, a clerk at the Lu Family Herbal Shop. I hope we can look out for each other.”
“Of course, of course.”
“Brother Li, you’re too kind.”
The two constables responded just as courteously, without a hint of arrogance.
Seeing this, Li San relaxed slightly. He could tell that these two constables were also martial practitioners, likely at the same level as him—Skin Refinement martial artists.
With two more fighters keeping watch alongside him, Li San let out a quiet sigh of relief, thinking to himself:Â I just hope we make it through tonight safely.
In the courtyard, a few dimly lit lanterns hung from the doors, swaying gently in the breeze. The flickering candlelight cast wavering shadows over Li San and the others as they sat facing each other, alert and vigilant.
Rustle… rustle… rustle…
From the direction of the western courtyard’s passageway came the faint sound of wind brushing past.
One of the constables stood up and said to Li San and the other man, “I need to relieve myself first.”
He walked a few steps ahead to where a chamber pot had been prepared. Turning his back to them, he undid his pants…
Since the previous victims had all met their fates while stepping out to relieve themselves, Liang Cheng had arranged for chamber pots to be placed in the courtyard to prevent further incidents.
Suddenly!
From the western passageway, a pale figure flashed by—too fast for the naked eye to catch.
Neither Li San nor the other constable noticed anything amiss. They remained seated quietly by the door.
But when the constable who had just finished his business returned to his spot, his eyes widened in shock. His face twisted with terror as if he had seen something horrifying.
Before him floated a shadowy figure—jet-black, with disheveled hair covering its entire head, draped in a ghastly white robe.
Li San and the other constable immediately sensed something wrong. A chill ran down Li San’s spine as he started to turn around.
Then, an icy, bone-piercing coldness struck them. The three men at the door felt their bodies stiffen, as if frozen solid, their limbs numb and powerless.
This is it!
Li San realized he had lost control of his body. His final thought was that he was about to die.
Remembering how Yun An and the others had met their ends, Li San’s face turned ashen with despair. What sin did I commit to end up back in this cursed place?
Just as the shadowy black hand was about to touch Li San—
BOOM!
The door to Lu Xuan’s room exploded outward, shattered wood fragments flying across the courtyard as if blasted apart by some immense force.
Whoosh!
A fierce gale erupted in the courtyard. The lanterns swung wildly, their flames flickering violently, on the verge of extinguishing.
A broadsword sliced through the air, intercepting the shadowy hand. Under the candlelight, the blade gleamed coldly, radiating a deadly sharpness.
“Finally, you show yourself!”
Lu Xuan gripped his broadsword tightly, his lips curling into a grin that revealed his sharp, silver-white teeth.
At this moment, Lu Xuan was satisfied. He had been suppressing his aura inside the room, waiting for this very thing to appear.
The moment he sensed the terrifying chill outside, he had burst through the door without hesitation.
A scorching heat then spread through the courtyard, as if setting their blood ablaze.
The eerie, bone-chilling cold dissipated like snow melting under the sun.
Faced with such a horrifying entity, Lu Xuan unleashed his full Qi and Blood energy.
As the dreadful cold receded, Li San and the others regained control of their bodies.
Li San gasped in shock and spun around, only to see his young master holding off the shadowy hand with his broadsword.
Trembling, Li San drew his own blade and staggered forward. “Young Master, be careful! I’ll help you!”
But in the next instant, the white-robed shadowy figure recoiled as if facing a mortal threat—clearly terrified by Lu Xuan’s blazing Qi and Blood energy. It instantly transformed into a streak of black mist and shot toward the western courtyard.
“Trying to run?”
Lu Xuan’s eyes narrowed. Channeling all his strength into his legs, he kicked off the ground with such force that the earth beneath him cratered.
With a ghostly burst of speed, he shot forward in pursuit.
The cold aura radiating from this thing was dozens of times stronger than the Yin energy he had sensed before.
Is this the source of the Yin energy?
Lu Xuan’s eyes burned with fervor as he chased the fleeing shadow, his gaze filled with the hunger of a predator locking onto its prey.
“What’s happening? Did something happen outside?”
After Lu Xuan took off after the shadow, hurried footsteps came from Liang Cheng’s room.
The door was flung open as Liang Cheng and the other constables rushed out.
Seeing the three men outside looking as if they’d seen a ghost—and the shattered remains of Lu Xuan’s door—Liang Cheng’s face paled. “What happened? Where’s Brother Xuan?”
His urgent shout snapped the three out of their daze, especially Li San, who was still gripping his blade.
Li San quickly reported, “Young Master Cheng, it’s bad! The young master chased after one of those things! We have to help him!”
“One of those things? You mean…”
At first, Liang Cheng was confused, but then realization struck him. His pupils constricted as he took in the destruction in the courtyard—the massive crater left in the ground.
“Then what are we waiting for? Show me where he went—now!”
“Yes, Young Master Cheng!”
“Understood, boss!”
Though Lu Xuan was powerful, those things were terrifyingly unnatural—capable of even making the dead move.
Liang Cheng’s face was etched with worry as he followed Li San and the others, sprinting toward the western courtyard.