Chapter 1929: The One Who Killed Me Is a Horse!

"Don't shoot, charge madly..."

Throwing the bow and arrows to the ground, the leader shouted.

If they kept shooting, they would all die for sure; it was better to charge over and kill.

Swish!

The remaining men around, hearing the command, all picked up their weapons, stopped hiding, and leaped out.

Seeing clearly the figures that leaped out, the leader's heart felt as if cut by knives.

To ambush this Third Young Master, he had brought over thirty men, thinking killing a waste would be as easy as playing, light and pleasant, but unexpectedly... after a wave of arrows, including him, fewer than eight remained, and crucially... two had arrows stuck in their heads, walking unsteadily, looking as if they might die at any moment.

Damn it, if I had known it would be so hard to kill, I wouldn't have taken the job, wouldn't have done this business.

They were bandits from outside the city. This afternoon, someone brought enough Divine Coins and asked them to kill someone. They thought it was a small matter, solvable with arrows, but never imagined not a single arrow would hit!

What kind of nonsense is this!

"Chop everyone inside and outside the carriage into meat paste!"

The more he thought, the angrier he got, gritting his teeth and roaring.

Whoosh!

The remaining seven men rushed toward the carriage in unison.

"If you want to kill my young master, step over my corpse..."

Old Yi roared, just about to jump off the carriage, but fast as he was, the horse in front of the carriage was faster.

It seemed the horse was also angered by the rain of arrows these men had released. With a leap of its body, it jumped out from the shafts, its majestic body soaring over ten meters through the air, landing before the seven men except the leader.

Bang!

Its front hooves smashed precisely onto the arrows stuck in the heads of the two men, the arrows piercing straight through their skulls... Without even a chance to cry out, they died instantly.

"Holy shit..."

The remaining five were nearly driven mad.

Proper bandits and mountain thieves, killed by a horse trampling two of them—how shameful to tell!

A short, stout middle-aged man, holding a long blade, leaped and swung at the horse. Before he could get close, the horse's hoof flicked.

Smack!

The sound of eggs cracking, this bandit immediately fell to his knees clutching his crotch, his face twisted enough to crush flies.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

As one man knelt, the remaining four also reached the horse. The horse, as if knowing they would attack, stepped back twice and then raised its hooves again.

Bang! Bang!

Two more men fell to their knees clutching their crotches.

"Damn it!"

The last two went mad.

Not only could arrows not hit, but this fucking horse had become a spirit!

Their legs trembling, they no longer dared to fight, turned to flee, but before they could leave, the horse roared and charged over.

Thud! Thud!

The next moment, the two also fell to their knees.

Then, one hoof each to the kneeling men, in less than two breaths, the remaining eight bandits, except the leader, all lay dead on the ground, a gruesome sight.

Clatter!

The whip in Old Yi's hand fell to the ground, and he stood dumbfounded.

Was I using this whip on that creature?

His crotch tightened, and he dared not pick up the whip from the ground.

What if whipping it made it angry and it gave him a kick? Though old and not much use, not needing to carry on the family line... it was still a keepsake to fondle, better than having it crushed!

Looking with lingering fear at the corpses on the ground and the majestic horse nearby, Old Yi trembled.

He had seen the bandits' skills; some were at Saint Domain Ninth Layer, some even at Great Saint First Layer... and they were all kicked to death by a horse...

Is there any justice?

Is there any law?

Since when did the horse he tended daily become so formidable?

"You..."

Looking at the corpses on the ground, the leader was even more devastated... Just now he felt like he'd been screwed by a dog, but seeing this horse's actions, he realized that if a dog were also this formidable, who would be screwing whom was uncertain...

"I, a proper bandit, have roamed Zhenjiang City for over ten years. I refuse to believe I'm defeated by a horse..."

Trembling with rage, he raised his long blade, let out a great roar, and charged forward.

The horse also charged to meet him.

Whoosh!

Before reaching the horse, the leader's body flickered, turning into a phantom, dodging past, and the next moment, he was already near the carriage.

Truly worthy of a Great Saint Second Layer expert, his reactions were extraordinary. The previous attack was just a feint; his main goal was to get to the carriage and kill Shan Xiaotian!

If this guy died, the mission wouldn't be a complete failure, and the losses could still be recouped...

Otherwise, all these men would have truly died in vain!

"Oh no!"

Neither Old Yi nor the horse expected the man to be so despicable, still thinking of killing at this moment. Neither could react in time, and it was too late to help.

Swoosh!

The long blade stabbed straight into the carriage window. If it pierced inside, with the young master unguarded, he would likely be killed on the spot.

Boom!

At this critical moment, the carriage seemed to come alive, leaping up abruptly, one wheel pressing onto the leader's face, spinning continuously.

Bang!

Struck heavily, the leader spat blood. As he stepped back, the carriage body swung sideways, and the shaft smacked him in the face.

Crack!

Seven or eight teeth fell out, and the long blade flew from his hand.

Stumbling back, he looked up and saw the carriage shafts, like two arms, poised in a fighting stance, waiting for him to come closer to strike.

"Damn it..."

The leader was completely losing his mind.

Arrows not hitting—some experts with strong souls could change their trajectory—I accept that! The horse suddenly having explosive combat power, maybe due to bloodline evolution or becoming a spirit beast obeying its master's commands—I also accept!

But this broken carriage suddenly jumping up, acting like it knew kung fu and was awesome—what the hell...

How am I supposed to accept that?

Even if I wanted to, I couldn't swallow it!

"Run!"

Knowing that continuing would only reveal more bizarre sights, unable to suppress the sorrow in his heart, the leader flicked his wrist and crushed a jade talisman.

Bang!

A flash of light, and countless dust particles flew out, forming a solid wall of air.

As a bandit, one must not only know how to rob and kill, but more importantly, how to escape. Sometimes, before even acting, the escape route is prepared. This jade talisman, bought at no small cost, could even block an Ancient Saint expert for a moment, preventing pursuit.

Swoosh!

Having done this, without even turning his head, he leaped straight over a high wall on one side, not daring to look back, and rushed out at top speed.

He truly dared not turn his head, fearing that if he did, he might see some horse or donkey chasing him. Being killed by an expert was one thing, but being killed by a horse or a donkey—he couldn't bear the shame!

Whether it was the jade talisman's effect or the fact that the other side simply didn't pursue, after running frantically for a while with no one chasing, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn it, it's all that guy's fault..."

When he took the job, the other party said it was a small matter, easily done. He had also inquired, and this Shan Xiaotian was indeed nothing special. He never expected such an outcome!

Shan Xiaotian wasn't formidable, but... his horse and carriage were awesome!

How could he kill him now?

Soon, he fled outside the city, arrived at a prearranged spot, lit a bonfire, and waited for the other party to show up!

If he didn't get an explanation today, he wasn't human!

...

Old Yi felt as if he had overexerted himself, his jaw dropping, unable to close his mouth for a long time.

What he had witnessed tonight surpassed everything he had seen in his lifetime.

A group of vicious bandits ambushed them, and he thought they were doomed, but never imagined... the family's horse and carriage had become spirits. He hadn't even lifted a hand, and the enemy was completely finished...

Damn it!

Did it have to be this exaggerated?

While still in shock, he saw the horse that had killed seven men walk back with a look of unsatisfied eagerness, voluntarily harness itself into the shafts, lift its head, and pull the carriage forward with a clatter.

Old Yi's hands trembled.

Such a fierce horse... and it still pulled the carriage... but even if you pull, I dare not drive...

"Young Master Zhang..."

He couldn't help turning his head.

Actually, he already had an answer in his heart.

All these years, the horse and carriage had been fine; suddenly becoming like this must be related to this Young Master Zhang!

"Let's talk when we get back."

Zhang Xuan's calm voice sounded.

He had known there would be an ambush. As soon as he got on the carriage, he had tamed the horse and awakened the carriage's spirit.

Ordinary people in the Upper Firmament, even without cultivation, could reach Saint Domain Ninth Layer. A good horse, with a stronger physique than humans, would be a Great Saint First Layer expert upon reaching adulthood. They only seemed dull and unable to understand human language because no one had tamed them and communicated with them spiritually.

Once tamed and spiritually connected, wouldn't it do whatever was asked?

Let alone killing a few bandits; if that leader hadn't fled quickly, he would likely have ended up with his eggs scrambled too.

"Yes!"

Understanding that this was Young Master Zhang's doing, Old Yi was filled with excitement. Without another word, the carriage sped along the street back to the Shan residence.

...

The bonfire burned for a good while before two figures slowly appeared.

The first was a middle-aged man, the one who had given him the task earlier.

The other, though veiled, could be seen from her figure and build to be a woman, and quite attractive!

"Well? Is the task done?"

Upon arriving, the middle-aged man asked.

This middle-aged man was none other than the chief swordsmanship instructor of the city lord's mansion, Xue Chen!

And the woman beside him was Xue Qin.

Normally, such matters didn't require her presence, but having been humiliated, she wanted to see Shan Xiaotian's and the mummy's heads as soon as possible!

So she had followed, veiled.

"Done? Is this what you call a simple task?"

The leader finally found an outlet for his anger and roared.

"What do you mean?" Xue Chen frowned. "You mean you couldn't even succeed against a dying man, an old man, and a waste?"

"Waste my ass!" The leader gritted his teeth. "All thirty-plus of my brothers are dead. If I hadn't run fast, I'd be dead too. You must compensate me for this loss..."

"All dead?"

Xue Qin's eyes widened in disbelief. "You mean... that Shan Xiaotian wiped out your entire group? Does he have that kind of strength?"

"It wasn't him..." the leader snorted.

"Then who was it?"

Xue Chen also looked over, full of confusion.

Since he dared to hire them, he had certainly investigated.

These bandits were usually very effective at looting and killing; how could they fail at killing one person?

The leader spat a thick glob of phlegm, hatred in his eyes: "The one who killed me... is a horse! No, and a carriage!"

Xue Chen and Xue Qin: "???"