With Heaven-Defying Talent, I Actually Became Lu Xueqi

Chapter 93 : Shanhai Garden Is Annihilated

After reading the messages in the chat group, although Lu Xueqi felt some concern for the future of their world, she still held a measure of confidence regarding her own path.

Having undergone Nirvana, her talent had once again improved, and her cultivation speed was now exceedingly fast. Coupled with her Heaven-Defying Comprehension and the support of the chat group, she believed that her future would be limitless.

Afterwards, Lu Xueqi directly exited the chat group and prepared to leave, setting out for Kong Sang Mountain.

However, she still allocated a portion of her attention to remain within the chat group, wanting to observe whether Huang Rong, after entering Wang Yuyan’s world, would successfully obtain the inheritance of the Inheritance Tower.

If the inheritance could truly be acquired, then it could indeed be considered a tremendous stroke of fortune.

By now, Shanhai Garden had gradually quieted down. The corpses of the Four Blackhearted Ghosts had already been cleared away by the innkeeper.

Although the patrons of Shanhai Garden still whispered about the incident, the earlier commotion had subsided.

When Lu Xueqi came out, Qi Hao and the other two were already prepared. After a simple breakfast together, they immediately departed from Heyang City, heading toward Kong Sang Mountain by sword flight.

During the journey, Lu Xueqi casually swept her spiritual sense around and discovered that Bi Yao had long since left.

Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu, who had originally hoped to run into Bi Yao that morning, could not help but feel disappointed.

Zhang Xiaofan’s expression also seemed somewhat unusual. The way he looked at Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu had turned strange, filled with doubt and guardedness.

The night before, after resting for a while, Zhang Xiaofan had been planning to sneak out and meet with Bi Yao.

But just as he stepped out of his room, he suddenly sensed two auras moving within the courtyard.

When he drew closer and realized they belonged to Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu, he was utterly shocked.

After all, in his previous life, Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu had not appeared that night.

What was even more surprising was that they both seemed to be there precisely because of Bi Yao.

How could this not arouse his suspicions? Coupled with the information he had gathered about Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu during this time, Zhang Xiaofan immediately became certain that there was something wrong with the two of them.

After Bi Yao left, Zhang Xiaofan gave up on sneaking out to meet her, choosing instead to quietly observe Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu.

Although Zhang Xiaofan had been somewhat dull-witted in his past life, it did not mean that he was stupid.

While riding her flying sword, Lu Xueqi continuously probed her surroundings with spiritual sense. She naturally noticed the subtle changes in Zhang Xiaofan, though she did not bother to interfere.

Not long after Lu Xueqi and her companions left Heyang City, a blurry and illusory figure silently appeared within Shanhai Garden.

The innkeeper was in quite a good mood. The Four Blackhearted Ghosts had died within Shanhai Garden, and he had already claimed the bounty on their heads.

Although he had shared part of the reward with others, the remainder was still enough for him to live comfortably for the rest of his life.

At this moment, he was even considering whether he should sell the tavern and retire.

After all, though this tavern was profitable, the daily troubles it brought were countless.

Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly noticed that an unfamiliar man with a strange appearance had appeared inside the inn.

This man did not take a seat after entering but instead looked around the place, which made the innkeeper feel puzzled.

After surveying the inn for a while, the man suddenly asked,

“Innkeeper, did anything happen here yesterday?”

Hearing the stranger’s voice, the innkeeper’s body trembled. For no reason at all, a chill spread through him.

Yet, out of professional instinct, he quickly suppressed his unease and stepped forward.

With forced respect, he said,

“Honored guest, will you be eating or lodging here? Our inn did not experience any incidents yesterday.”

The innkeeper instinctively did not want others to know about yesterday’s matter. After all, for people in business like him, such things were an ominous taboo.

The shadowy figure had already scoured the inn and gathered certain information. Naturally, he knew that the innkeeper was lying.

Instantly, fury welled up within him. He never expected that a mere mortal innkeeper would dare to deceive him.

It was simply unforgivable.

His expression turned cold as ice as he bellowed harshly,

“Presumptuous! A mere mortal, and you dare to deceive me? You are courting death! Since you refuse to speak, then you shall remain silent forever!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand. A terrifying suction force erupted instantly.

In the blink of an eye, the innkeeper, who had not even managed to react, was drawn toward him. The man’s right hand pressed firmly against the innkeeper’s forehead.

At the same time, a surge of spiritual force burst forth, instantly invading the innkeeper’s mind.

He performed a Soul Search.

After searching for a while, his face darkened slightly—he had not obtained any useful information from the innkeeper’s memories.

Even so, he discovered traces of two suspicious groups. Their features were far too distinct, making it obvious that they were not ordinary travelers.

This discovery lightened his mood somewhat, especially when he recalled the two figures of stunning beauty among those groups. His heart could not help but stir with excitement.

“To think that in this small Heyang City, there would actually appear two women of such extraordinary beauty at the same time.”

With that, he withdrew his right hand. The innkeeper immediately collapsed to the ground like a soulless husk.

If not for the faint rise and fall of his chest, anyone would have assumed he was already dead.

The surrounding patrons, upon witnessing this scene, were horrified. In panic, they scrambled to flee toward the outside, desperate to escape from this place of disaster.

They all understood that this man was no ordinary person—he was not someone they could possibly deal with.

Seeing the scattering patrons, the man’s eyes grew cold.

Troublesome.

His gaze brimmed with killing intent. Naturally, he could not allow these people to live. After all, they had already seen his true face. If they were to leave, they might bring him unnecessary trouble.

Without hesitation, the man’s energy surged violently. With a wave of his right hand, countless strands of blood shot out from his body, lashing toward the fleeing patrons.

In an instant, the Shanhai Garden was filled with ceaseless screams of agony.

Listening to these screams, the man’s heart grew incomparably delighted.

It was as though he were savoring a feast of slaughter, his face twisting into a perverse smile.

After a while, silence fell over Shanhai Garden. No breath of life remained within.

Seeing this, the man’s figure flickered, vanishing from the ruined inn as he sped away in pursuit of his quarry.