The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

“Boom!”

A dull thud came from the black-clothed person’s head.

Su Jingzhen’s brick, which was held too tightly, directly shattered into powder.

Of course, along with the brick, the back of the black-clothed person’s head also exploded.

This brick was unexpectedly effective, which Su Jingzhen had not anticipated.

However, his brick attack was too sudden and too fast, and even if the black-clothed person had been prepared, they would not have been able to defend themselves in time.

It could be said that the black-clothed person’s initial fear of Su Jingzhen had already sealed their fate.

Although Su Jingzhen clearly saw the back of the black-clothed person’s head being smashed, as a cultivator, they had a strong vitality.

In the blink of an eye, Su Jingzhen clenched his right fist, gathering all the blood and energy from the Labor Palace’s secret acupoints.

He had no intention of leaving them alive, and both the brick and the punch were meant to be fatal.

After this series of attacks, the black-clothed person fell to the ground, devoid of any signs of life.

Even cultivators could die if they were severely injured.

They died a quick and direct death, without any suffering.

Su Jingzhen’s heart was tense with excitement, but also filled with excitement.

For the past two and a half years, he had been living in fear, afraid of being killed at any moment.

Although this was his first time killing someone, the two and a half years of accumulation had already allowed him to adapt to the harsh environment of the cultivation world.

So, after killing the black-clothed person, he felt no fear in his heart.

Kill or be killed, regardless of who was behind it!

At the same time, on another rooftop, another black-clothed person was approaching.

At this moment, a flash of surprise crossed their eyes, and they chose to retreat quietly.

“Lin Ping!”

At this time, Su Jingzhen had already removed the black-clothed person’s mask, and his heart was filled with surprise once again.

He had not expected Lin Ping to personally take action against him.

However, after recognizing him, Su Jingzhen’s heart was also filled with a sense of relief.

This guy was not a professional killer, and his vigilance and control over danger were far inferior to those of a professional killer.

Su Jingzhen’s ability to take him down with one brick was also crucial.

If not, the situation might have been dire.

After all, Lin Ping was a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator, and even though Su Jingzhen only had a fourth-layer Qi Refining cultivation, it was still a mismatch.

Su Jingzhen’s thoughts were racing, and he came to a simple conclusion.

This time, he was lucky, and next time, he would need to be more cautious.

He couldn’t afford to act impulsively like this again.

This kind of adventure was enough for once.

“It’s great to have gotten away with it, but what if something goes wrong?”

Su Jingzhen couldn’t help but feel a sense of trepidation about the cruel world of cultivation.

On the surface, people were kind and gentle, but at night, they could put on black clothes and come to assassinate you.

“Now is a special time, and if this guy dies in my courtyard, it’ll be hard to explain.”

After a moment of reflection, Su Jingzhen calmed down.

The corpse had to be dealt with quickly.

Although the school was closed, if Huayang Sect were to investigate again, it would be disastrous.

Regardless of whether it was justified or not, the fact was that Lin Ping was dead.

“And this guy was probably sent by Chen Chong. If he dies, Chen Chong will definitely report it to Huayang Sect.”

“If I were Chen Chong, Lin Ping’s death would actually be beneficial to me.”

“Huayang Sect can’t find the demonic cultivator, and killing me, a broken-dantian Qi-refining beginner, would be a way to vent their frustration. My death would be insignificant.”

As someone who had lived two lives, Su Jingzhen saw things very clearly.

If he put himself in Chen Chong’s shoes, Lin Ping’s attack would already mean certain death for Su Jingzhen.

If Lin Ping succeeded, Su Jingzhen would die, and the demonic cultivator or others who broke Huayang Sect’s rules would take the blame.

If Lin Ping died, Chen Chong would use his connections with Huayang Sect, and Su Jingzhen would still be doomed.

Even if he didn’t kill Lin Ping, Lin Ping would probably die for other reasons, and the blame would still fall on him.

Ultimately, it was because he was too weak.

If this were yesterday, he would have been unable to turn the situation around.

But now, he had made up his mind!

“I must act fast and hope to succeed!”

Muttering to himself, Su Jingzhen directly used Lin Ping’s handkerchief to cover the fatal wound on the back of his head, preventing fresh blood from flowing out.

He then lifted the corpse and, under the cover of the dark night, took it out of the school.

……

As the eastern sky was just beginning to lighten.

Su Jingzhen pushed open the door of the quiet room, yawning casually, and began to clean up.

Lin Ping’s corpse had already been taken care of last night, and the bloodstains around the eaves had been washed away overnight.

He had even used a small fireball technique to burn the surrounding area, ensuring that there was no trace of blood or corpse aura.

It was the most basic of spells, something every cultivator would learn, and even the first skill every cultivator would master.

Although its power was not great, it was still useful for handling these kinds of things.

After casually sweeping away the fallen flowers, Su Jingzhen began to practice the “Python Scales Power” under the peach tree.

At the same time, he waited for the other party to make a move.

And at this time, the daily fixed points arrived on schedule.

Zhang Xiu still had 4 points, Shuang Jiang still had 2 points, and the remaining points had increased to 9 points.

Looking at the increasing points, perhaps it was the source of Su Jingzhen’s daily good mood.

Even though the reminder that had been stuck at the top for a long time, which said there were only 498 days left, didn’t bother him.

“Su Jingzhen, open the door!”

“Su Jingzhen, return my father’s life!”

“…….”

At this time, the school gate suddenly became noisy.

Various knocking and shouting sounds erupted, and before he could even open the door, the school gate was already being pushed open with brute force.

A group of twenty to thirty people rushed into the courtyard.

Even though Su Jingzhen had been waiting for a long time, when he saw so many people, he was still taken aback.

Walking at the front were ten or so children, from thirteen or fourteen years old to just a few years old, including even infants in their mothers’ arms.

Several women were crying behind them, calling out to the two young men beside them, saying things like “Do something for us!”

Su Jingzhen recognized at a glance that these were Lin Ping’s wives and children.

Among them was a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, who was his former student, Lin Feng.

At this time, the gazes of these people towards him were filled with hatred.

Su Jingzhen’s face showed a puzzled expression.

“What’s going on, everyone?”

As he said this, his gaze unconsciously fell on the two young men beside them.

From their uniforms, he knew they were Huayang Sect disciples.

Chen Chong and those related to him were nowhere to be found.

He had set up a perfect trap, but had completely removed himself from it.

“Su Jingzhen, you killed Lin Ping, and you’re coming with us to Huayang Sect!”

One of the Huayang Sect disciples directly sneered and said.

Without any beating around the bush, they slapped a big hat on him.

Su Jingzhen had not expected the other party to be so direct.

As the two Huayang Sect disciples approached him, intending to directly seize Su Jingzhen, he subconsciously retreated two steps.

“What are you talking about? What happened to Daoist Lin?”

“How could I have killed Daoist Lin?”

Su Jingzhen knew that the other party must have come prepared, and that these two Huayang Sect disciples were probably following orders.

But he absolutely couldn’t go with them, and if he really went along, he might never come back.

Last night, he had considered every aspect, but he hadn’t expected the other party to be so overbearing.

Now, he had to stall for time.

With such a commotion, it was unlikely that there wouldn’t be onlookers.

Sister-in-law Zhang Xiu will definitely arrive soon.