Chapter 419: Killing Plan

The night was pitch black, the moon bleak and cold.

Outside Nanyue City, a group of cultivators crept stealthily towards the mine.

And behind them, three small cultivators, hiding their forms, also followed stealthily.

Without a word all the way, it wasn't long before Wang Lai and the others arrived outside the mine.

The mine wasn't operating at night, and the perimeter was locked by several large iron doors.

Wang Lai stuck to the iron door, walked twenty steps to the right, squatted down, and fumbled with his hand in the night. Before long, he opened a low, dark door.

Old Yu Tou and Wang Er exchanged glances.

They had been digging in the mine all year round, yet they didn't know there was such a dark door outside.

"Go."

Wang Lai said in a low voice, then lowered his body and led the way into the mine through the dark door.

Old Yu Tou hesitated slightly.

Several hooligans behind pushed Old Yu Tou a bit.

Wealth and honor are sought in danger.

Old Yu Tou gritted his teeth, also following Wang Lai, and ducked into the mine.

Wang Lai and his group all entered the mine, and the last hooligan closed the dark door.

Mo Hua and the three arrived in front of the dark door and found that it was not only closed but also wrapped in an iron chain with an iron lock on it.

Bai Zi Sheng asked, "Want me to chop it open?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "Too much noise."

"Then how do we get in?"

Mo Hua pointed to the lock, "This lock has an array on it."

"You can unlock it?"

Mo Hua raised his small eyebrows:

"If I can't unlock this small lock, I don't deserve to be a first-grade array master..."

Bai Zi Sheng muttered, "Not all first-grade array masters can unlock arrays..."

Bai Zi Xi then raised her white little finger, made a "shh" sound, telling them not to speak, and then said to Mo Hua:

"Unlock it quickly."

"Okay."

Mo Hua nodded, took out his pen and ink, calculated slightly in his mind, and then saw through the array on the lock.

A first-grade seven-pattern iron lock array.

Mo Hua casually drew a few array patterns. On the iron lock, a light flashed and then receded, and with a "click," it opened.

His technique was skilled, as if he were using his own key to open his own lock, effortlessly.

Bai Zi Sheng sighed a little.

Mo Hua was a bit proud, then carefully and cautiously tried to push open the dark door, but he pushed a few times and couldn't...

This dark door was a bit heavy; it wasn't easy for cultivators who hadn't trained their bodies to push.

Mo Hua looked at Bai Zi Sheng.

Bai Zi Sheng understood, reached out and gently pushed, and the dark door opened. He then smiled proudly at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua shook his head and was about to go in when Bai Zi Sheng blocked him.

"I'll go in first," Bai Zi Sheng said.

Mo Hua wasn't a body cultivator, and his physical body was a weakness. If he went in first and encountered danger, it would be troublesome.

Mo Hua was slightly startled, understood Bai Zi Sheng's thoughts, hesitated a bit, and nodded.

Although he had already used his divine sense to sweep and found no danger behind the dark door, he still accepted his little senior brother's good intentions.

Bai Zi Sheng drilled in through the dark door first, and a moment later said in a low voice:

"No danger, come in."

So Mo Hua and Bai Zi Xi also entered the dark door one after another.

Behind the dark door was the mine.

This was the second time Mo Hua had entered the mine.

The first time he came was during the day, when many mine cultivators were digging.

The mine was hot and noisy.

Now it was evening, and there wasn't a single person in the mine.

The pitch-black night covered everything, and the entire mine appeared strange and dead silent.

In sight, there were only rugged rocks and pitch-black mine shafts.

Wang Lai and the others were also nowhere to be seen.

Bai Zi Sheng asked, "What do we do?"

Mo Hua released his divine sense, then pointed to a path and said, "Go this way."

So the three of them activated their hidden array again, concealed their tracks, and quietly walked towards the mine shaft.

In the pitch-black mine shaft, Wang Lai led the way.

Old Yu Tou, Wang Er, and Tang Wu walked in the middle.

Behind them, three hooligans were still following.

In the night mine shaft, it was damp and gloomy. In the dead silent cave, only the messy footsteps of several people echoed. Occasionally, there were also sounds of water dripping, seeming far and near, making people uneasy.

Tang Wu asked, "Brother Wang, where are the ores?"

Wang Lai said, "Just follow me."

Wang Lai walked with his back to them, his voice showing no joy or anger, echoing in the mine shaft, with a bit of indescribable insidiousness.

Wang Er, who was behind, sensed something was wrong, then carefully asked:

"Brother Wang, did you, often come to steal ores?"

"First time for me too."

"But this road, you look very familiar..."

Wang Lai paused slightly, and a moment later slowly said:

"I scouted the location beforehand, bribed a cultivator from the Lu family, and left a dark door, so it was so smooth..."

Wang Er nodded, half believing and half doubting.

Old Yu Tou walked silently, not saying much, but his heart was also uneasy.

He had already sensed something was wrong.

Wang Lai was too skilled on this trip, as if he had come many times before.

But he himself said it was his first time stealing ores.

This was clearly impossible.

Even if he had scouted, it wasn't possible to be so familiar.

Old Yu Tou's expression remained unchanged, but he was already regretting it in his heart, and his footsteps slowed down a bit.

Wang Lai noticed, then turned his head back and lightly glanced at Old Yu Tou, "Almost there, walk faster."

Just this one look, however, made Old Yu Tou's heart pound.

Wang Lai's look was as if he were looking at a dead person.

What did they want to do?

Old Yu Tou's back was drenched in cold sweat.

But he could only continue to follow Wang Lai and the others.

They walked towards the depths of the mine shaft. The deeper they went, the more dead silent it became.

After walking a few steps, Wang Er suddenly stumbled and cursed in a low voice:

"Why is this ground so slippery?"

Wang Lai said displeasedly, "Be careful."

Wang Er smiled awkwardly, "Okay, Brother Wang."

His eyes flickered slightly, he slowly stood up, deliberately fell behind the crowd a few steps, and taking advantage of Wang Lai and the others not paying attention, Wang Er turned and ran, wanting to escape towards the entrance of the mine shaft.

Wang Lai heard the sound of urgent footsteps, suddenly turned back, his expression ferocious:

"Grab him!"

A big man quickly stepped forward, caught up to Wang Er in a few steps, grabbed his collar, and pulled him to the ground.

Wang Lai said coldly, "Wang Er, what do you mean?"

Wang Er's face was somewhat pale: "No... nothing..."

"Then why are you running?"

"I didn't run."

Wang Lai's expression gradually turned cold.

Wang Er gritted his teeth: "You're fundamentally not taking us to steal ores!"

Wang Lai's expression was slightly startled, then he said coldly:

"How do you know?"

Wang Er pointed to the deep mine shaft: "There's fundamentally no ore here, nothing at all!"

Before he finished speaking, Old Yu Tou's face also changed suddenly, and he retreated a few steps, wanting to escape.

But it was too late, Wang Lai had already drawn his knife and chopped towards Old Yu Tou with a single strike.

Old Yu Tou was old and weak, and originally no match for Wang Lai, let alone this sudden attack.

He was chopped on the shoulder by Wang Lai with a knife, and then fiercely kicked. He slumped to the ground, leaned against the cold stone wall, and gasped for breath.

Tang Wu was still somewhat stunned. He didn't understand why Wang Er suddenly wanted to run, nor did he understand why everyone suddenly started fighting.

"Brother Wang, what's wrong?"

Before he finished speaking, the hooligan big man beside him suddenly hit him in the abdomen with a fist.

Tang Wu cried out in pain, covered his belly, and slowly knelt down.

Before he could react to what had happened, another hooligan had already hit him on the back of the head with a stick.

This stick was mixed with spiritual power, and the force was very strong. After hitting him, the stick was stained with blood, and Tang Wu slowly fell to the ground.

Wang Er shouted anxiously:

"Tang Wu!"

Although he and Tang Wu had different surnames, they had grown up together and dug in the mine together, and their relationship was very good.

He had only thought of escaping alone for a moment, out of fear, an instinct to run, but he didn't think that Wang Lai and the others would actually lay hands on Tang Wu.

No grudges, no hatred, how could they be so ruthless?

Wang Er's eyes were bloodshot, and he said angrily to Wang Lai:

"Wang Lai Pi, you goddamn..."

A hooligan hit him in the face with a fist, interrupting his words, and then someone else similarly hit him on the head with a stick.

Blood seeped out of Wang Er's head, and his head also slowly drooped.

Old Yu Tou slumped on the ground, saying bitterly:

"Wang Lai, what exactly do you want?"

Wang Lai shrugged, "You poor ghosts, you suffer even when you're alive. Better to die, suffer less, and let me earn some spiritual stones."

Old Yu Tou's face turned ashen.

He should have thought of it earlier.

Wang Lai was a wolf. To want to divide meat with a wolf was like trying to skin a tiger; it was fundamentally impossible.

He shouldn't have been greedy for a moment and believed Wang Lai's words.

Old Yu Tou said fearfully, "Let us go, I'll give you whatever you want."

Wang Lai sneered, "What can you have? All your possessions probably aren't even worth one spiritual stone. What's there to talk about?"

"Tang Wu and the others are still young, you don't..."

"Young and strong, better price."

A hooligan said, "Big brother, it's getting late. We can't stay here long."

Wang Lai nodded, "You're right."

He turned his head and looked at Old Yu Tou, smiling without warmth:

"I told you, wealth and honor are sought in danger. If you don't encounter some danger, where does wealth and honor come from? Only, this risk is yours, and the wealth and honor are mine."

Old Yu Tou's voice trembled a bit, "If you kill us, what benefit can you get?"

Wang Lai smiled, "You don't need to worry about that."

Several hooligans took out iron chains from their storage bags and tied up Wang Er and Tang Wu.

Wang Lai instructed, "Cut open their heart veins, kill them, don't hurt their limbs, don't break the skin."

Then he looked at Old Yu Tou again, "I'll handle this old man."

Wang Lai's cultivation was high, and his methods were ruthless. It was no effort for him to kill Old Yu Tou.

Death was at hand, and Old Yu Tou was both shocked and regretful.

He shouldn't have been greedy and dealt with someone like Wang Lai.

Immediately, he felt deep guilt in his heart.

Mine cultivators had a miserable life. His son had died early, and he and his grandson depended on each other.

Once he died, leaving a lonely grandson, how would he live...

If he died, that small grandson who depended on him wouldn't have clothes to wear, wouldn't have a meal to eat, would be bullied, and would starve to death on the street at night...

Old Yu Tou's heart was filled with bitter hatred.

He was both pained by being unable to care for his grandson and regretted his own greed.

He shed tears and begged bitterly, "Wang Lai, I beg you, spare my life, I beg you... my little grandson..."

Wang Lai was completely unmoved. He held the knife in his right hand, raised it high, and revealed a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

Old Yu Tou felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He could only watch wide-eyed as the knife chopped towards his chest.

His old tears turned ice cold, and his gaze was full of despair.

Just then, a deep red fire light flashed past, illuminating the pitch-black mine shaft.

The fire light was dazzling, and surging fire spiritual power rushed towards him.

Old Yu Tou couldn't help but close his eyes. A moment later, he reopened them and found that his chest was intact, and he hadn't died.

He stared blankly up and saw Wang Lai's entire arm burning with blazing fire.

Deep red tongues of fire licked Wang Lai's arm. His right arm was burned to a crisp, and the knife in his right hand had already dropped to the ground.

Wang Lai suffered the pain of the blazing fire, half-knelt on the ground, struggling to speak.

Old Yu Tou's numb mind gradually returned.

That was... a fireball technique just now?

(End of this chapter)