Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood

Chapter 25: The First Killing Experience, The Uneasiness in Zhao Wu’s Heart_1

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, another half hour had passed.

“Do you guys think it makes any sense for us to be keeping watch over those people from the Luo Family?”

Near the high-quality Qingshi ore vein, which stretched over three hundred meters.

A Zhao Family house servant dressed in grey.

Looked at the tents pitched not far away,

He couldn’t help but stretch out his hand to swat at the numerous mosquitoes buzzing nearby.

In his speech, there was a hint of grumbling.

“Who’s to say it isn’t!” Next to the grey-clad Zhao Family house servant, another servant, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but join in the complaining: “I originally thought that our Family Head sent us here for some major action.”

“But who would’ve thought…”

“The Family Head actually just wanted us to keep watch over those people from the Luo Family.”

“Ah, it’s indeed quite boring!”

Thus, after a series of back-and-forth remarks among those Zhao Family servants,

The sky turned even darker.

Moreover, these people from the Zhao Family had already been on watch for nearly a whole day.

Even those among them who had entered the realm of cultivation,

Were struggling against the wave-like onslaught of intense drowsiness.

“Brothers, what do you say?”

“How about I take a nap first?”

“After I sleep for two or three hours, I’ll take over watching those people from the Luo Family?”

A Zhao Family servant yawned slightly, his face full of heavy sleepiness.

“Hey, where is everyone?”

“Why isn’t anyone talking?”

“Damn it, don’t tell me you’ve all already fallen asleep?”

The Zhao Family servant was just about to turn his head and check on his nearby companions.

However, before he could turn around,

A Hundred-Forged Steel Knife, its blade flashing with cold light, appeared at his neck.

[Pu-chi…]

Suddenly, a muffled sound erupted.

The Hundred-Forged Steel Knife exerted a slight force, just a single slash.

A round head tumbled to the ground and rolled slowly.

Bright, hot blood splattered everywhere.

Luo Qingshan couldn’t avoid it in time and a large amount of blood splashed onto his face,

And even onto his lips.

The taste of blood was somewhat sweet, slightly fishy, with a hint of iron.

Luo Qingshan didn’t particularly like this flavor.

This was his first time killing someone with a knife.

He had thought it would be a difficult task for him to kill someone.

He had thought he would need ample psychological preparation before killing,

Even perhaps experiencing the so-called sensation of revulsion afterwards, as the legends claimed.

But having gone through the experience of killing,

Luo Qingshan suddenly found that killing wasn’t as difficult as he imagined.

He just slightly raised the Hundred-Forged Steel Knife in his hand,

Applied a little force at someone’s neck, and with a stroke,

He severed that person’s head cleanly off.

“How does your first experience of killing feel?”

While Luo Qingshan was still somewhat stunned in place,

Luo Yong, who had dealt with everyone else, suddenly appeared behind his fine son, Luo Qingshan.

With eyes squinting slightly, he observed his silent son, Luo Qingshan.

“It seems to be much simpler than I imagined,” Luo Qingshan reached out with his right hand and wiped the blood off his face.

He turned his head calmly to look at his father,

Then glanced at the dozens of bodies of the Zhao Family people lying nearby.

With a slight bow and a cupped-fist salute to his father, he left the place.

“Young Master, he…”

Next to Luo Yong, the head house servant Luo Zhong glanced at his own Young Master’s figure, which seemed somewhat desolate.

After swallowing his saliva, he hesitated for a moment before speaking up.

“It’s alright, don’t mind him. Qingshan is my son, I believe he can digest all of this on his own!”

Luo Yong looked at the fading silhouette of his son, Luo Qingshan.

He said in a low voice without any expression on his face.

This world is inherently cold and cruel.

In times of turmoil, human life is even cheaper than grass.

If one wishes to survive in such chaotic times, and to live a good life, providing a better existence for those around them…

One must possess ample strength, as well as a heart that is both sufficiently hateful and cold.

All of these are necessary.

“Has everything been checked?”

“There are no fish that slipped through the net, right?”

After a long silence, Luo Yong quietly lifted his head, looking at the sky where the clouds no longer lingered.

Once again, the pure and elegant moon appeared before the eyes of the world.

He couldn’t help but exhale a long breath of white mist.

He turned to Luo Zhong, his most trusted servant and the head house servant, and whispered.

“Master can rest assured, there is absolutely no fish that slipped through the net.”

Luo Zhong’s eyes flashed with a cold light as he replied in a low voice.

“Good, since that’s the case, then have the house servants clean up these corpses.”

“I don’t wish to see such bloody scenes when I wake up tomorrow.”

“Yes, Master!”

The next day, early in the morning.

The sky was still a hazy gray.

The air was still damp and carried a hint of the scent of soil.

Qingshi Town, Zhao Family’s territory.

Zhao Wu, the current Family Head of the Zhao Family, had already woken up early.

He went to his room specially designated for handling family affairs.

Sitting silently at the head seat, he quietly dealt with those trivial matters of the family.

However, for some reason,

He felt restless today.

It was as if something significant had happened but he was yet unaware of it.

“Someone, someone…”

After dealing with family affairs for another twenty minutes or so,

Zhao Wu finally could no longer bear the unknown unease in his heart and called for a servant of the Zhao Family.

He wanted to ask if anything he was unaware of had occurred recently within the Zhao Family or Qingshi Town.

“In recent times, has anything happened within the Zhao Family or Qingshi Town that I am not aware of?”

Zhao Wu’s face was stern, his voice slightly hoarse as he asked the servant before him in a low voice.

“Family Head, in recent times…” The servant bowed his head slightly, speaking carefully.

Yet, as the Zhao Family’s servant spoke, Zhao Wu’s expression grew increasingly grim.

By the time the servant finished, the gloom on Zhao Wu’s face had not dissipated.

“Is that all there is?”

“There are no other matters?”

Zhao Wu looked at the servant before him with a somewhat icy expression.

The Zhao Family servant initially knelt directly on the ground, his body trembling slightly.

Unsure of what to say next.

Then suddenly, as if he remembered something, he quickly raised his head and eagerly said to Zhao Wu before him, “There is one more thing.”

“Those who were sent out yesterday to keep an eye on the Luo Family, for some reason, have not sent back any news this morning.”

“Are you certain???” Zhao Wu’s complexion became visibly worse.

“Certain, certainly, the servant would not dare to deceive the Family Head with such matters…”

The Zhao Family servant was kneeling firmly on the ground.

His words were shaky.