Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1548 - 354: You, You’re Chen 94!

Who?

Elder Qi abruptly touched down, his boots carving multiple imprints into the earth until he halted completely, his expression twisted in shock as he scanned the surroundings.

That pebble's force from earlier was utterly frightening. Elder Qi had absorbed the direct impact and distinctly sensed the attacker's power vastly exceeding his.

Considering this, Elder Qi scanned the area with a grave expression, hunting for the assailant from moments ago.

Right then, Elder Qin found he could no longer remain idle. His countenance brimmed with gravity. He had witnessed the recent strike, and the attacker's prowess was anything but commonplace.

Immensely dreadful.

Their might even outstripped his own, so Elder Qin refused to stay put. He advanced a pace, positioning himself beside Elder Qi.

Meanwhile, Ma Fude lunged toward his sibling Mountain Climbing Vine, discovering Mountain Climbing Vine coughing up dark blood after suffering the Five Poison Deadly Palm, and ultimately compelling himself to release the Ultimate Skill Thunderstorm, expending every last bit of his vigor.

As a consequence, the Gang Qi inside him was fully drained, offering no defense against the encroaching deadly toxin infiltrating his lungs. With the Five Poisons now ravaging his belly, not even an Immortal could rescue him.

As Mountain Climbing Vine continued to spew blood, Ma Fude dropped to his knees and held him up, gazing toward Elders Qin and Qi ahead and implored.

"Elders, please save my brother, I beg you."

Ma Fude begged through sobs, yet neither Elder Qin nor Elder Qi bothered to glance back, simply uttering icily: "Life and death are fated, wealth and honor are in the hands of Heaven, this is his fate, do not go against Heaven."

"But he fought that treacherous girl for your sake."

Elder Qi caught these words and icily swiveled to eye Ma Fude, declaring: "That was his choice. He sought to join the King Qi Residence. To join King Qi Residence, he fought with his life. What has that to do with me?"

"But?"

Ma Fude, after hearing this, desired to respond.

In that instant, Mountain Climbing Vine, cradled in Ma Fude’s arms, spoke: "A De, don’t argue with them, they are right, this is all my fate, everything was of my own volition."

"Just please, in consideration of my respect, spare A De, he did not intend to offend the elders."

At these words, Elder Qi chuckled: "Hehe, Boss, who do you think we are? Even if the deal doesn’t fall through, there remains our code of conduct. Although we are not kind, let your brother leave this dangerous place at once."

Upon this, Mountain Climbing Vine urgently urged: "A De, go quickly, leave here, quick."

"But brother, what about you, what about you?"

Ma Fude wept and uttered, to which Mountain Climbing Vine answered: "One of us must survive. Our Ma family cannot see an end. Go quickly, for your brother’s sake!"

Hearing this, Ma Fude gazed at Mountain Climbing Vine and murmured: "Brother."

"Go!"

Responding to Mountain Climbing Vine’s command, Ma Fude spun around and fled without delay. Yet after merely two strides, a fierce wind blasted at Ma Fude’s rear, striking true. Blood erupted from his mouth as he tumbled down, unable to rise, his eyes rolling back, clearly deceased.

In a shocking turn, Elder Qin had slain him in a single blow.

Witnessing Elder Qin’s action, Mountain Climbing Vine, who clung to faint breaths on the soil, bulged his eyes and bellowed: "Wh-why?"

To Mountain Climbing Vine’s outcry, Elder Qin replied frostily: "When he left, there was a murderous intent in his eyes, clearly harboring resentment towards me, naturally, he couldn’t be left alive."

Mountain Climbing Vine protested: "But he only had the Cultivation of the Wolf Smoke Realm, he posed no threat to you."

Elder Qi snickered: "How naive you are. There’s a saying, ’Thirty years the river flows east, thirty years the river flows west,’ everyone has their bad luck. If we ever fall from grace and run into him, what should we do? Therefore, weeds must be uprooted, we cannot leave even a trace of mercy, else in the future, we will face disaster."

Elder Qin shot back: "Why waste words on him."

With that, Elder Qin unleashed yet another palm strike, dispatching Mountain Climbing Vine to face King Yan.

With their chiefs—Mountain Climbing Vine, Ma Fude, and Kong San—all slain, the surviving bandits panicked like startled dragonflies, fleeing in all directions at once. The caravan members, still shaking off their terror, chose not to pursue. Their mission was safeguarding the cargo, not battling outlaws.

Suddenly, only Elders Qin and Qi lingered at the site. The pair then turned their gaze to the homely girl sprawled on the ground, their eyes sweeping over the assembly.

They aimed to identify the one behind the earlier strike, yet after combing through the group, no hint of the perpetrator emerged.

Elder Qin and Elder Qi traded looks, each spotting bewilderment in the other’s gaze. Truly, despite their cultivation levels, they detected no sign of the assailant.

Unable to pinpoint him this way, just two options remained: First, the individual was a master of stealth, rendering it tough for the duo to uncover any clues.

The alternative was that this individual’s cultivation surpassed their own.

Temporarily, the two hesitated in their judgment.

Still, they leaned toward the initial explanation, convinced the person possessed a remarkable stealth method.

Why dismiss the second? It was inconceivable for a modest, battered caravan to harbor an expert whose martial prowess topped theirs.

After all, those whose skills eclipsed theirs were solely the elders of the Kunlun Sect, among the world’s premier Six Great Sects, commanding the heights of authority.

Particularly Elder Qin, aligned with the Molten Furnace Realm. Though a Lower Realm, it ranked within the world’s supreme echelons.