Seeing the long spear thrusting towards him, Huang He’s pupils constricted. He quickly raised the large scissors in his hands, locking the blade around the spearhead to halt its advance.

Dangerous!

Looking at the sharp spearhead less than two inches from his throat, Huang He silently congratulated himself.

Just then, Jiang Xinwu, who had caught up from behind, swung two sharp blades viciously towards Ling Chen’s back.

In an instant, both blades plunged deep into Ling Chen’s flesh, piercing right through his chest.

Success!

Jiang Xinwu let out a loud laugh, filled with pride. However, his smile did not last long before he was shocked by the scene before him.

Far from collapsing from his severe injuries, the cold severity in Ling Chen’s eyes only intensified. With a single shove of his arm, the spearhead, originally locked by the large scissors, broke free and thrust swiftly forward, piercing directly through Huang He’s throat, hot blood spattering everywhere.

Huang He’s eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the spearhead, his mouth slightly agape as if he wanted to say something. But before his last words could escape, his body fell straight down, devoid of life.

Retracting his long spear, Ling Chen glanced at Huang He’s corpse and then shifted his gaze to Jiang Xinwu and the others.

Feeling the icy chill radiating from Ling Chen’s eyes, Jiang Xinwu felt a shiver crawl from the soles of his feet, involuntarily taking a step back.

"How is this possible?" he wondered silently.

To have received such grave injuries yet still be capable of killing; moreover, Ling Chen didn’t seem to show a trace of weakness, as if he were brimming with vigor.

Watching Ling Chen approach step by step, Jiang Xinwu and He Chen unconsciously stepped back, fear evident on their faces.

Now that Huang He was dead, they truly lacked confidence.

"What are you two doing standing there? Hurry up and get him!"

He Chen glanced at the Han Family members beside him and urged them.

"He’s so badly injured, he couldn’t possibly still have the strength," said a member of the Han Family, though the remark sounded more like self-comfort.

"Go, kill him!"

Thereupon, two members of the Han Family no longer hesitated; the more they did, the more unsettled they became.

As they charged at him, Ling Chen flicked his wrist, and the long spear instantly transformed into a blur of shadows, piercing through the necks of the two men, giving them no chance to react.

"Run!"

Seeing the two Han Family members fall easily to Ling Chen’s hands, Jiang Xinwu and He Chen no longer hesitated, immediately turning and running towards the alley’s exit.

However, just as they turned, a person suddenly flew overhead—Ling Chen. He lightly stepped on their shoulders with the tips of his feet, using the momentum to rise and land steadily in front of them, blocking their escape route.

Seeing this, He Chen and Jiang Xinwu’s complexions changed.

"Split up!"

Making a rapid decision, Jiang Xinwu bolted towards Ling Chen’s left side. Simultaneously, He Chen moved his legs and ran straight to the right.

As the two split up, Ling Chen, without a moment’s thought, went straight for He Chen, pouncing on him like a hungry tiger, intercepting the fleeing He Chen.

Bad luck!

He Chen’s expression shifted slightly, not expecting his luck to be so poor. Ling Chen didn’t go after anyone else but targeted him instead.

"Xinwu, save me!"

Hearing He Chen’s plea for help, Jiang Xinwu looked back. Seeing that He Chen was stopped by Ling Chen, he hesitated for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "You’re on your own now."

After speaking, without waiting for He Chen to speak again, Jiang Xinwu’s figure had already disappeared at the entrance of the alley.

Damn it!

He Chen silently cursed, watching Ling Chen who was steadily approaching. He swallowed his spit and tried to placate, "Ling Chen, I was just following orders, I didn’t want to kill you. If you let me go, we can talk things over, I can tell you about the secrets of the God Organization, and also... Eh..."

Before he could finish speaking, the tip of the spear unmercifully pierced through He Chen’s throat.

As He Chen’s body fell to the ground, Ling Chen put away his spear, leaving behind six corpses, and turned to walk outside.

However, not far after stepping out, with a thump, Ling Chen’s body suddenly collapsed on the ground, passing out.

...

It was hard to tell how much time had passed when Ling Chen slowly regained consciousness in a daze.

"Ling Chen, how do you feel, any better?"

Hearing the familiar voice next to his ear, Ling Chen moved his lips weakly and asked, "Fatty, what time is it now?"

"It’s almost nine o’clock."

Nine o’clock... shit! Nanrong Wanqing’s birthday party started at eight, and he was already an hour late. Upon that realization, Ling Chen struggled to get up and said, "Hurry up and take me to Yulong Mansion."

"Have you lost your mind!" Hu Fei glared and said, "Do you realize how severe your injuries are? If you don’t go to the hospital now, you might not even survive."

Ling Chen waved his hand impatiently, "Cut the crap and hurry up, these injuries won’t kill me."

While talking, he tore open his shirt to reveal his chest wound, which had been simply bandaged. Fortunately, Jiang Xinwu’s blades had not stabbed through any vitals; otherwise, he would already be dead.

"Fatty, how did you find me?"

"I called you and no one answered. Worried that something happened to you, I had to use the phone signal to determine your location. It’s a good thing your phone wasn’t switched off; otherwise, I would’ve been clueless. Hey, weren’t you going to see Jiang Xinwu? What happened with those bodies?"

"They were all sent by the God Organization to kill me, but unfortunately, Jiang Xinwu got away," Ling Chen said with a hint of regret.

However, as much as he regretted it, he was even more relieved.

It was lucky that Jiang Xinwu had escaped; otherwise, he would have killed Jiang Xinwu along with the others. By then, he wouldn’t have left a single survivor.

Back then, the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master had given him two pieces of information – one was about Ling Gengqiu’s life records, and the other was an introduction to the Prajnaparamita Sutra.

The Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master had once said that the power of the Prajnaparamita Sutra was related to feminine allure and killing. The killing she referred to wasn’t the general sense of murder but reaching a selfless state of mind.

In such a state, one could forget the pain and only retain the most primitive desire to kill. Moreover, the greater the pain endured in combat, the more it could stimulate one’s potential and display even greater strength.

Without this reliance, it would have been difficult for him to survive the siege of Huang He and the others today.

This killing state was strong but somewhat uncontrollable. Once entering this state, one would become indifferent to all relationships, striking down anyone without hesitation.

"Hey! Are you really going to Yulong Mansion?"

"Stop talking nonsense, start the car. Oh! And call Haozi to go home and grab me a set of clean clothes."

"You and your... barely holding onto life, and yet insisting on celebrating a woman’s birthday, I’m astounded by you."

"Wait until you have a girlfriend, then you won’t say such things. But with a face like yours, I guess not many women will fancy you."