Chapter 492 Betraying Kindness with Enmity
Ma Meiya was stunned. She never expected that the boyfriend who had been completely obedient and caring to her for the past two years would now reveal such an unfamiliar face.
She could not believe it, nor did she want to believe it.
Ma Meiya knelt on the ground and cried hoarsely at Ma Sanlang, "Sanlang, what… what's wrong with you? Wake up, have you been bewitched by someone?"
Ma Sanlang sneered at Ma Meiya and then said, "Bewitched? Yes, bewitched! But it was me who bewitched you. My real name is Anpei Sanlang, and I am an elite member of the Black Dragon Pavilion. My purpose in entering your school was to get close to you so that I could enter this village and complete the great plan of the Vice Pavilion Master of our Black Dragon Pavilion."
The short man in the middle burst into laughter. He was none other than Gangmu Hechuan, the Vice Pavilion Master of the Black Dragon Pavilion.
Gangmu Hechuan looked at the surrounding villagers with pride, then raised his head and scanned the entire village.
Gangmu Hechuan took a step forward and said, "I know your village has a guardian tree demon. Don't worry, I'm not here to deal with you simple villagers."
"I have only one objective: to kill the tree demon and punish evil. As for the spiritual fruits on the tree demon… I'll collect them, hahahaha…"
Gangmu Hechuan was extremely smug.
The village chief was furious. He took a step back and suddenly raised his palms. With a 'slap,' he struck the heads of Ma Meiya's parents, one palm on each.
In an instant, his fingers pierced through their heads, and a purplish-black aura flowed from the bodies of Ma Meiya's father and mother into the village chief's hands.
A sinister smile spread across the village chief's face.
He looked at Gangmu Hechuan and sneered, "It seems you know our Misty Village quite well!"
Gangmu Hechuan stared at the village chief's hands with interest and a cold smile. "Oh my, your methods are quite similar to those of a black shaman. I didn't expect your Misty Village to have such cultivation techniques. It seems I underestimated you before!"
The village chief sneered and said to Gangmu Hechuan, "You have impressive means. To enter our Misty Village, you resorted to seducing someone from our village. You've planned meticulously for so many years, haven't you?"
Gangmu Hechuan laughed heartily. He clasped his hands behind his back and looked at the surrounding villagers before saying, "More than eighty years ago, my grandfather came to your Misty Village. Back then, there were quite a few villages around. My grandfather came with rifles, cannons, bayonets, and grenades."
"He was only ten years old then, accompanying my great-grandfather, imposing and mighty, to flatten the other ten-plus villages without any resistance. It was a simple crushing defeat."
"Until we reached your Misty Village, my grandfather recalled that we had over seventy fully armed soldiers. But when we arrived at your Misty Village, without killing anyone, we were suddenly ensnared by tree branches that emerged from the ground and lifted into the sky."
"Afterward, my great-grandfather bombarded those branches with all sorts of grenades, flames, and cannons, but to no avail. In an instant, all seventy-plus people were annihilated. Only my grandfather, due to his young age and proficiency in your Chinese language, was severely injured and was mercifully saved by your villagers."
"The villagers thought my grandfather was Chinese. They gave him a green spiritual fruit to consume. My grandfather was on the verge of death, but after consuming that spiritual fruit, he was full of life and bouncing around within an hour."
"Later, your villagers let my grandfather go. My grandfather never forgot this incident; he always told me about it, and he told it to me repeatedly."
"When I was very young, I realized that there truly were powerful beings in this world. I cultivated diligently, and only now, as the Vice Pavilion Master and an invincible grandmaster, do I dare to set foot on Chinese soil."
"Coming here, I want to retrieve the treasure left by my great-grandfather. But more than that, I want to come to your Misty Village to see how powerful that tree demon from back then was."
"Of course, the tree demon has not disappointed me. Your Misty Village is very safe under the protection of the tree demon. The thick fog rolls in, and ordinary people simply cannot enter. And from the outside, it is impossible to defeat it."
"As a last resort, I had to send a spy to approach a young girl from your village. When they entered the village, this subordinate of mine had already left traces on the road and along the way. I also left specially concentrated gasoline for the tree demon, and now, you can see how spectacular the fireworks are."
Gangmu Hechuan laughed heartily and then snapped his fingers. Ma Sanlang, standing nearby, pressed the remote control in his hand.
The next moment, three loud explosions rang out.
One exploded in Ma Meiya's house, and the other two exploded at the entrance of the village.
Following the explosions, intense flames spread and burned fiercely underground.
The villagers of Misty Village screamed in terror.
The village chief's face turned ashen. He pointed at Gangmu Hechuan and said, "You despicable wretch! We villagers spared your grandfather back then, yet you repay our kindness with enmity and have deliberately planned to destroy our village."
Gangmu Hechuan laughed heartily, looking into the depths of the fog. "Although I don't know what kind of existence this tree demon is, I am well aware that it has protected your village for so long and produced such dense fog, indicating it has gained sentience! It must have spiritual intelligence!"
"This tree demon must produce spiritual fruits. Our Black Dragon Pavilion is not here to kill, but only for those spiritual fruits. I presume this tree demon produces one spiritual fruit every ten years? Hahahaha!"
"Give me ten spiritual fruits, and I will spare all the people in your village and this great tree. If you refuse, then I will have to take them by force."
Upon hearing this, the village chief, while retreating, immediately shouted, "Guards! Please invite the Earth Mother and ten ancestors to emerge!"
As the village chief's voice faded, a series of bell tolls suddenly echoed from the depths of Misty Village. The loud, resonant bells rang "Dang dang dang," and then the entire village began to shake, the ground cracked, and the earth churned.
The next moment, a black tree branch shot out from underground and swept directly towards Gangmu Hechuan.
Gangmu Hechuan laughed heartily, completely unfazed.
He extended a hand, and a sharp Japanese curved saber appeared in his palm. With a "swish," the saber sliced down, directly severing the iron-hard root in two. The other roots, sensing pain and threat, instantly retracted underground.
Gangmu Hechuan laughed heartily and said, "So this giant tree demon only has this much strength? If that's the case, then I'm definitely taking these spiritual fruits today."
Chen Yang stood among the crowd, looking at the massive root system that suddenly emerged from the ground. He finally understood.
The reason Misty Village was protected by fog and was so mysterious was that the entire Misty Village resided within the domain of the tree demon. This great tree must have lived for thousands of years. And the spiritual fruits hidden in the village chief's house were also produced by this tree demon.