Chapter 193: Cleaning up and Finishing up, a Fruitful Harvest

"No need to shout for mercy, you should know very well that I will not let you go." Zhao Ya said very calmly.

The Golden Silkworm Gu Master was instantly discouraged.

No one can remain calm in the face of death.

This Golden Silkworm Gu Master is no exception.

Especially for someone like him who dares to experiment on an entire city for his own benefit, death is even more terrifying.

"But there are many kinds of death, including a happy death and a tortured death. I believe you should be familiar with these, so which one are you going to choose?" Zhao Ya said lightly.

The Golden Silkworm Gu Master was so excited that she shivered.

Zhao Ya was right, he did a lot of torture to extract confessions.

And precisely because he had done it, he understood better how uncomfortable that feeling was.

It is not an exaggeration to even describe life as worse than death.

So he almost didn't hesitate and said immediately: "I said, I will tell you whatever you ask, all you want is to give me a good time!"

"Very good, first question, how many sects does your demon sect have?"

The first question hits home.

The Golden Silkworm Gu Master hesitated for a moment, and then smiled bitterly and said: "To be honest, I don't know how many sects there are in the Demon Sect, because there are too many and it's too chaotic."

"Some three or five people dare to call themselves a sect when they get together. Of course, there are also large sects like our Lianshi Sect or the Bliss Sect, but the overall strength is still not very strong."

What the Golden Silkworm Gu Master said was true.

Although the name Demon Sect or Demon Sect sounds awesome, it seems to be very powerful.

But in fact, there is a mixture of good and bad, there are all kinds of people, but the overall strength is not strong.

Otherwise, he would not have caused so many troubles by cooperating with Qingzhuling for an iron mine.

To put it bluntly, they, the Lianshi Sect, only relied on a little bit of inheritance from their ancestors, coupled with being ruthless and poisonous, to gain a foothold in this world.

If you really want to talk about strength, it's really not that good.

"What about the Beast Taming Sect?" Zhao Ya suddenly asked.

The master of Golden Silkworm Gu looked surprised.

The mask on his face had been broken a while ago, revealing an ordinary, ordinary face underneath.

"You...you still know about the Beast Taming Sect?"

Zhao Ya said nothing.

The master of Golden Silkworm Gu continued: "The Beast Taming Sect is different from sects like ours. They belong to the old demon sect and have a complete inheritance, so they are extremely powerful."

Then Zhao Ya asked a few more questions, mainly about information about the Demon Cult.

Because Zhao Ya always had a feeling that with the emergence of the last beast wave, these people in the demon sect were obviously ready to make a move.

Therefore, it is always worthwhile to have more information in advance.

After asking, the Golden Silkworm Gu Master prayed with the last glimmer of hope.

"Master Zhao, I have answered all the questions you asked, and I know I was wrong. Can you give me a chance to..."

"Save these words for the people you poisoned."

Zhao Ya was not moved at all, and raised his hand to smash his head, fulfilling his promise and letting him die neatly.

After touching the corpse skillfully, Zhao Ya walked away.

After he left for about a stick of incense, a figure appeared on the hill, and then cautiously came to the body of the Golden Silkworm Gu Master.

Duan Mengrui sighed as he looked at his senior brother's tragic death with his brains splattered out.

"Brother, you asked for it. When Zhan Feng died in front of you, you should have known that the man behind the scenes was not easy to deal with. As a result, you were dazzled by the interests in front of you, and ended up like this. His fate is his own fault.”

Speaking of this, Duan Mengrui looked towards the direction Zhao Ya was leaving again, with a trace of awe flashing in his eyes.

Although she left resolutely before, she did not go far. Instead, she kept hiding and observing from a distance.

Therefore, she saw the development of the situation clearly.

In particular, the scene where Zhao Ya successfully counterattacked with one against five made Duan Mengrui doubt his life.

Where did this guy come from and why is he so powerful?

Then Duan Mengrui felt lucky that she had made a prompt decision.

If I hadn't run so fast, I might have been the one lying on the ground.

After Duan Mengrui sighed for a while, he bent down and touched the body of the Golden Silkworm Gu Master, but found nothing, and couldn't help but secretly sigh again.

Not only was he decisive in killing, but he was also so meticulous in his work that he even looted every corpse.

This boy is really scary.

Thinking of this, she didn't dare to stay any longer and left quietly.

Zhao Ya didn't know this. At this time, he had returned to the battlefield and touched all the remaining corpses.

After filling a big bag full of loot, he turned back to look at these mining slaves with satisfaction.

After a great battle, these people inevitably suffered casualties. However, thanks to Zhao Ya's constant charge at the front, and the fact that the people from Qingzhuling and Lianshi Sect had no morale in the later period, the casualties were not counted. big.

They were all looking at Zhao Ya.

Hong Xu hesitated for a moment, then took a step forward, "Master Zhao, what do you think we should do now?"

Zhao Ya glanced at him, and Hong Xu couldn't help but feel frightened. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at Zhao Ya.

"It's almost dawn, let's clean up the battlefield first, and then take a rest on the spot."

Zhao Ya could see that many people were so tired that they were about to fall down, so he ordered.

With one order, everyone felt like they were being pardoned.

After simply cleaning up the battlefield and dragging the bodies into a ravine, these people fell asleep.

Zhao Ya took some people to Qingzhu Ridge to search for supplies.

Zhao Ya accepted the gold notes and some things useful for cultivation without hesitation.

As for other supplies, such as food, wine, meat, and medicine, these people were asked to take them down the mountain.

After having food, people began to cook on the spot. Although the taste might not be good, at least there was wine and meat, so these people ate happily.

After a full meal and a good rest for more than an hour, people finally recovered some physical strength.

At this time, Zhao Ya also found the antidote powder hidden by Lian Shizong to control the miners, so he gave a portion to Hong Xu and other poisoned people.

These people were naturally grateful for this.

Hong Xu didn't expect Zhao Ya to give out the antidote so quickly.

He thought that Zhao Ya might use this method to control everyone.

But Zhao Ya didn't do that, and he couldn't help but feel shocked and scared.

After an hour of hard work, Qingzhu Ridge was completely plundered.

Then Zhao Ya had people load all these things onto the carriage and prepare to transport them back to Wuxiang City.

As for this nest.

Because it was midwinter, the grass and trees were dry, and there had been no snow this winter, so if a fire was lit, it would easily connect to form an irreversible forest fire.

So Zhao Ya decided to knock down all the buildings on the mountain to prevent thieves from occupying here again.

Crack!

With one kick, a huge wooden stake as thick as a man's arms broke, and then the courtyard camp began to slowly tilt and collapse.

Boom!

Amid the huge sound, smoke and dust rose.

Zhao Ya continued to run to the next building and did the same.

Hong Xu and a group of people looked at the smoke and dust rising from the mountain from a distance, their faces full of shock.

Some people even knelt on the ground and kowtowed as if they were gods.

To them, the power displayed by Zhao Ya was beyond imagination, and could only be described as divine power.

In just a quarter of an hour, Zhao Ya demolished all the buildings on the mountain, and then returned to the crowd lightly, saying lightly: "Let's go back to Wuxiang City."

The young and strong drove the carriage, and the old and weak or injured were supported by special people.

People stumbled through the mountains and forests, heading towards Wuxiang City.

The journey was very safe, and they didn't even encounter a wild beast.

Because these wild beasts were not stupid.

With Zhao Ya leading the way with full aura, how dare these wild beasts come forward to die unless they were crazy?

With Zhao Ya's current pace, it would take at most a quarter of an hour to return to Wuxiang City, but with so many injured people dragging him down, he could only walk slowly and patiently.

Finally.

After walking for more than three hours, from morning to the setting sun, they finally arrived near Wuxiang City.

When they saw the familiar city wall, many people collapsed to the ground and cried with joy.

Because most people thought they would never come back in this life.

And when they entered the city, the long-silent Wuxiang City was boiling again.

Although there were few survivors in the city, there were still some.

So when these people saw their long-lost relatives, their excitement can be imagined.

But this was only a small number of lucky ones.

Most people could only return to their abandoned and collapsed homes silently, covering their faces and crying in front of the empty yard.

But no matter what, with the return of these thousands of people, Wuxiang City finally regained a glimmer of life.

Zhao Ya returned to the Hong family as soon as possible and met his senior sister Meng Shiwen and Zui'er.

At this time, the two of them also knew what happened outside, and they couldn't help but admire Zhao Ya very much.

Especially Meng Shiwen.

She never thought that Zhao Ya not only destroyed Qingzhuling, but also successfully brought back these abducted people.

The key is that he was the only one from beginning to end.

This is too amazing.

At this point, Meng Shiwen had no other thoughts about Zhao Ya except the word "admiration".

Zhao Ya patted the big bag behind him, smiled and said: "Let's go, let's go to worship the master now."

Needless to say, the head of the enemy must be in it.

Meng Shiwen nodded solemnly.

After leaving the city, Zhao Ya followed the direction in his memory and soon came to the place where Meng Lei died.

In order to prevent it from being found, Zhao Ya deliberately left a lot of marks.

So it was very easy to find Meng Lei's grave.

Looking at this small grave mound built with stones.

Meng Shiwen's expression was extremely complicated.

Her impression of Meng Lei was actually very vague.

She just vaguely remembered that he was a tall and mighty man.

Later, due to various changes, she resented him and then completely cut off contact.

Unexpectedly, when she saw him again, they were already separated by Yin and Yang.

At this time, Zhao Ya squatted down and opened the bundle. There were two heads inside. One was Fu Tingyuan, the leader of Qingzhuling, and the other was Hong Shouchang.

It turned out that although Hong Shouchang died in the mine, Zhao Ya had no intention of letting him go.

Because Zhao Ya never believed that such people would truly repent or change their ways.

The reason why Hong Shouchang regretted before his death was only because he encountered a disaster and was tricked by Qingzhuling.

And Meng Lei's death was 80% due to this Hong Shouchang.

So Zhao Ya entered the mine while the miners were eating, cut off Hong Shouchang's head, and brought it back.

Although Hong Shouchang was not killed by him, he suffered all kinds of torture before his death, which should be a kind of comfort to Meng Lei.

After placing the two heads, Zhao Ya lit incense and candles, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully.

"Master, the enemy who killed you has surrendered, you can rest in peace!"

The voice was calm and not sad.

The person was gone, and the enemy was dead. At this time, Zhao Ya felt relieved and did not feel much sad.

But he was not sad, but Meng Shiwen on the side suddenly felt sad, and knelt on the ground with a plop, tears falling like beads with broken strings, and then choked.

"Father!"

After shouting these two words, Meng Shiwen could no longer speak, and could only cover her face and cry.

Zui'er had already cried like a human.

This little girl has a strong ability to empathize, especially since her mother died when she was young and her father's whereabouts were unknown. So when she heard Meng Shiwen crying for her father, Zui'er couldn't help but feel sad and cried like a pear blossom in the rain.

Zhao Ya did not persuade her, but felt a little relieved.

No matter what.

The daughter that Master Meng Lei had been thinking about before his death finally came to his grave.

Zhao Ya believed it.

Compared to the head of his enemy, Meng Lei's spirit in heaven must want to see this more.

After crying for a long time, Meng Shiwen stood up, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then said to Zhao Ya very solemnly.

"Junior brother, thank you!"

Zhao Ya smiled.

"Okay, senior sister, do we still need to be so polite? Besides, this is my master. If it weren't for him, I might still be an ordinary teenager, or even have died a long time ago, so even if it's to repay my gratitude, I have to do this."

"I want to take his bones back to the county city for burial, okay?" Meng Shiwen stopped tangling with these things, but asked softly.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ya shook his head and refused.

"There is no need for that. I know you want to worship diligently after returning, but have you ever thought about it? Master has lived in Wuxiang City for most of his life, and he has devoted his whole life here. Is he willing to return to the county city?"

Meng Shiwen was silent.

"Okay, as long as your intention is there, I believe Master must be very pleased, pleased that you can forgive him." Zhao Ya advised.

Meng Shiwen stopped insisting.

After the worship, Zhao Ya and his party returned to Wuxiang City.

As soon as he returned to the inner city, he saw Hong Xu and Yang Sansi, who was forcibly brought by him.

Zhao Ya was not surprised at their appearance.

"Master Zhao, please give me a chance to live!" Hong Xu was very honest, and the first thing he said when he met her was to beg for mercy.

Yang Sansi, who was standing by, was so scared that he was trembling and his face was pale.