The Heavens begin by inheriting their grandfather's cheat ability

Chapter 43 How about calling me Sword God in the next life?

Shi Zhongyu dismounted and stopped a few dozen meters in front of Chief Escort Shi.

"I am Shi Zhongyu, a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect!"

"I wonder which group of friends are escorting this shipment?"

Chief镖师 Shi dared not underestimate Shi Zhongyu, as the mountain stronghold on Black Wind Ridge was still engulfed in flames.

He quickly cupped his hands and said, "So you are a young hero from the Snow Mountain Sect. I am Chief Escort Shi from the Tiger Might Escort Agency."

He pointed to the cargo behind him as he spoke.

"It just so happens that the escorting goods is passing by."

Shi Zhongyu nodded without further ado, took a small bag of gold leaves from his waist, and tossed it to the young man next to Chief Escort Shi.

"Chief镖师 Shi, the group of people behind me are the ones I brought out from the mountain stronghold. It's inconvenient for me to travel alone with them, so I'm entrusting them to you today."

"This covers the cost of settling them in and for Chief Escort Shi!"

Chief镖师 (镖头, head镖师) was taken aback. Just as he was about to explain that they were escorting a shipment, the young man beside him quickly said, "Chief镖师 (镖头, head镖师), gold leaves..."

The words that Chief Escort Shi wanted to say were swallowed back down.

"Since you are unable to come, young hero, and trust me so much, I will certainly not fail you!"

Thank you!

After finishing his sentence, Shi Zhongyu turned and mounted his horse.

"drive!"

Watching Shi Zhongyu's departing figure, Chief Escort Shi opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

He had many questions he wanted to ask, but he was afraid of offending the young hero of the Snow Mountain Sect.

The young man beside him asked in a low voice, "Chief镖师 (镖头, a term referring to a镖师 in Chinese镖师, a镖师 who is very trusting of others), is he really that confident in us?"

Chief镖师 glanced at the young man.

"Didn't you hear him introduce himself? And he even glanced at our flag before he left?"

"If we don't handle this matter well, we might not be able to survive in the Western Regions in the future."

"Furthermore... perhaps we can use this incident to get involved with the Snow Mountain Sect."

The young man suddenly realized what was going on, and then pointed to the mountain stronghold.

"That boy just set the village on fire and left; he probably didn't loot it. Should we go check it out...?"

Shi Biaotou's heart stirred slightly, and he immediately decided to go and take a look.

The group cautiously climbed up, and when they saw the mountain stronghold littered with corpses, they all gasped in horror.

When Shi Biaotou and the others saw the corpses all over the ground, they were all horrified.

"This kid is even more ruthless than the bandits in this mountain stronghold."

"Chief镖师 Shi, come quick! These two dead men are Zhou Long and Zhou Hu!"

"This kid's swordsmanship is truly amazing! The Snow Mountain Sect has produced another master!"

"The bandits of Black Wind Ridge are really unlucky; they actually ran into such a living devil. It seems like not a single one of them will survive..."

Outside Black Wind Ridge, Shi Zhongyu, who had ridden away on horseback, put his straw hat back on.

He rode on his horse and took out a map to look at it.

The next target is the Blood Shadow Sect.

There's still a big X on the map.

Shi Zhongyu did not come away empty-handed from destroying the mountain stronghold.

He discovered that the proficiency he gained from practicing swordsmanship at the sect for several days was still less than the proficiency he gained from killing the mountain bandits this time.

An annihilation of an entire family is equivalent to several days of arduous cultivation.

On the way to the Blood Shadow Sect, Shi Zhongyu still maintained the demeanor of a young nobleman.

Just like before, many people still bullied him because of his youth, and there were often people who blocked his way.

Stone Jade has never shown any mercy.

Those who reach out their hands do so without a sound, like Yama, the King of Hell, walking on the road.

On this day, Shi Zhongyu arrived at another town.

He found an inn to stay in.

While eating, I overheard some diners around me talking.

They say that a living Yama has appeared in the Western Regions, and all those who have committed sins will be killed by his sword.

Shi Zhongyu was initially curious, but as he listened more carefully, he realized that what those people were talking about was more and more about him.

He travels alone for a thousand miles, his white horse nowhere to be seen; whenever he encounters a criminal, he cuts them down with a single stroke of his sword…

"They actually got the title of Yama, the King of Hell?"

Shi Zhongyu pondered, "He should at least be a white-clad young swordsman, a sword immortal, or a sword god, so why is the title so different from what he's given?"

He ignored it, pretending not to hear it.

Anyway, that's the living Yama, not him, the Stone Sword God.

Shi Zhongyu thought that getting the title of Sword God would make him feel more at ease.

The next day, Shi Zhongyu continued on his journey.

As he passed a teahouse, he stopped to rest and saw some customers immediately pay their bills and leave.

Some guests, however, were secretly watching him.

Shi Zhongyu sat down as if no one else was around and then ordered some tea.

Just as he was about to pick up his teacup to drink it, he suddenly realized that the tea had been poisoned.

Shi Zhongyu narrowed his eyes and put down his teacup.

"Let's do it!"

A loud shout rang out from inside the teahouse, and seven people dressed in dark red outfits with their faces covered by black veils burst out.

Shi Zhongyu remained motionless, then swung the bowl in his hand, sending the leader flying.

The remaining six figures immediately began showering powder on Shi Zhongyu.

Shi Zhongyu slammed his hand on the table, using it as a barrier in front of him, and then quickly stepped back.

He held his breath, circulating his inner energy to protect himself, not daring to come into contact with the powder in the air.

After creating some distance, Shi Zhongyu looked at the person who had attacked him.

The six men had their faces covered, with only their murderous eyes visible.

Shi Zhongyu narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "So it's an assassin from the Blood Shadow Sect!"

One of them snorted coldly.

"Jade-Faced Yama, since you recognize us, you'd better kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Shi Zhongyu was utterly astonished when he heard the other person address him.

"You've mistaken me for someone else, haven't you?"

"I'm not some kind of Jade-Faced Yama."

Shi Zhongyu was both amused and exasperated.

He thought the Blood Shadow Sect knew something, so they came to ambush him on the way.

I didn't expect they came for the Jade-Faced Yama.

One of them sneered.

"A lone traveler on a white horse, a young man in brocade robes, ruthless in killing!"

"If you're not the Jade-Faced Yama, then who is?"

"You're the one who slaughtered the entire Black Wind Ridge village, aren't you!"

Shi Zhongyu sized up the people in front of him and asked in surprise, "When did I acquire the title of Jade-Faced Yama? Never mind, that's not important."

As he spoke, he drew the long sword from his waist.

"Since you're here for me, then don't leave."

Along the way, Shi Zhongyu has learned a lot about the Blood Shadow Sect.

The Blood Shadow Sect is located in Sunset Valley, and its members primarily engage in assassination.

However, the Blood Shadow Sect is not a legitimate assassin organization; it is a lawless and ruthless mass murderer.

They're willing to do it as long as someone pays them.

However, in many cases, they kill the employers as well.

The Blood Shadow Sect members love to slaughter entire families. Targeting their enemies or employers, they never leave any survivors once they take action.

Normally, reputable sects would not allow such a cruel sect to run rampant in the martial arts world.

One sect killed a disciple of the Blood Shadow Sect, and one night the sect leader of the Blood Shadow Sect led his men to massacre the entire sect.

After Shi Zhongyu drew his sword, he said nothing more.

He lunged forward, his sword gleaming coldly, his figure like a ghost.

The six assassins, seeing Shi Zhongyu approaching, remained fearless and undaunted.

The six of them attacked together, but just as they made their move, they discovered that Shi Zhongyu's figure had suddenly vanished.

The group instantly realized something was wrong and tried to retreat, but it was too late.

Shi Zhongyu's sword flashed, leaving six shadows; the Cold Sky Sword sliced ​​through the throats of six men.

His gaze swept over the six lifeless figures.

"In my next life, please call me the Sword God!"

Shi Zhongyu sheathed his longsword, ignored the six corpses on the ground, and walked into the teahouse to boil water.