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Since his childhood as an orphan, his mother and family became the most important and beautiful memories in Guhan's heart. When this memory was cruelly insulted, Guhan would retaliate without hesitation. In real life, Guhan would beat the person so badly that they would never dare to say a bad word about his mother again. But this was in a game, and erasing a bunch of data caused Guhan no psychological burden at all.
"What do you want to do?" The old Taoist, probably frightened by the murderous aura emanating from Guhan, took a few steps back but still said stubbornly, "It's too late for you to apologize. I won't accept your apology. Get lost!"
"Ahem!" Guhan grabbed the old Taoist's throat with one hand, tightly locking his windpipe. The old Taoist, unable to breathe, struggled like a pig being slaughtered, grabbing Guhan's wrist with both hands.
"Commander Guhan! No, no, let's talk this out, let's talk this out!" Rumi panicked and quickly pulled at Guhan's clothes, trying to persuade him.
"Master Rumi, I want to kill him..." Guhan's hand trembled, and Rumi pushed him several meters away. "I don't care if you agree or not. I want to kill him. If you have any objections, leave here and go die outside!"
Saying this, Guhan glanced at the young Taoists who were about to intervene. "The same goes for you. If you want to stop me, be prepared to die with your great-uncle... It's just a dungeon, no big deal to start over."
Although the Taoists didn't understand what "dungeon" and "start over" meant, they clearly saw that Guhan didn't care about their lives. Compared to their own lives, the life of an old man on the verge of death was nothing. A few brave Taoists wanted to rush out to save him but were held back by others, who whispered, "Don't fight that demon. When we get to Yanjing City, we can complain to the government!"
Unfortunately, these Taoists didn't realize that once Guhan left this world, they would be reduced to a pile of data.
Guhan grabbed the old Taoist by the neck and left through the back door of Chaotian Palace. A few dozen meters away was a thousand-meter-high cliff.
"You... you... what... what do you want to do..." The old Taoist struggled to ask.
"Nothing much, I just want to throw you down so you can complain to my mother about my upbringing..." Guhan replied coldly. He then released the old Taoist's neck, but the old Taoist didn't fall; instead, he sat on the edge of the cliff.
The old Taoist didn't run away but sat there motionless, laughing. "You're an interesting kid, very interesting. If you wanted to kill me, why did you save me from the scripture hall?"
"Saving you was because your life is valuable, killing you is because you're despicable!" Guhan said coldly.
"Ha ha ha, my master said I would die one day because of my stubbornness. I thought he was lying. My fellow disciples are all gone, and only I survived. I never thought that the heavens would ultimately fulfill my master's prophecy. Kid, if I really see your mother, should I give her a message?"
"You..." Hearing the old Taoist's suicidal words, Guhan almost kicked him down. But his foot hung in the air for a long time before he finally said, "Tell her that Hanhan is doing well outside and not to worry."
"No need to kick, I'll go down myself!" The old Taoist bowed. "If there's a chance, I'll deliver the message."
With that, he leaped off the cliff and disappeared into the clouds.
"I must be crazy... an NPC, can he really go to the underworld?" Guhan muttered to himself and walked back.
"System notification: One survivor has died. Remaining survivors: 754. Total deaths: 1."
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When Guhan returned to Chaotian Palace, the atmosphere had changed completely. The once noisy and chaotic palace was now eerily quiet. Almost all the survivors had witnessed Guhan dragging the old Taoist away and killing him. The fear of death made them too afraid to speak, lest they anger this demon. If they knew that Guhan could only kill three people, they wouldn't be so tense.
The remaining Taoists looked at Guhan differently. Previously, they had been grateful and respectful, but now their eyes were filled with hatred and anger.
"I killed one of you, but I saved 744 of you..." Guhan scanned the entire palace. "Are you going to hate me for this? Do you take my saving you for granted?"
A wave of sadness washed over Guhan. In this world, the hatred for taking a dollar from someone far outweighs the gratitude for giving them a hundred dollars.
"Brother Guhan! Xiao Chui supports you!" At this moment, Chen Xiaochui, whom Guhan had saved, broke free from his parents' hold and ran into Guhan's arms. "That old man was scary. Xiao Chui supports you, Uncle!"
"Thank you!" Guhan kissed Xiao Chui on the cheek and returned her to her anxious parents. Then he strode out of Chaotian Palace. Guhan realized there was no point in arguing with a bunch of data.
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Outside Chaotian Palace, the battle continued, but the main force had shifted from the three sword maidens to Guhan. In the next hour, 90% of the Yuan monsters that appeared were killed by Guhan. He vented his frustration on these unfortunate monsters, making the sword maidens, including Shuihan, feel very relaxed, only needing to clean up a few stragglers.
When Guhan killed the last goblin knight, there was only one hour left before the reinforcements from Yanjing City arrived. Guhan knew that the real threat was about to come.
The first to appear on the peak of Wudang was a็ผๅๆช (stitched monster), a type of undead creature. It was enormous, about five meters tall and four meters wide, like a giant rugby ball. It was a mystery how such a large creature managed to climb the towering Wudang Mountain.
Monster Name: Stitched Monster
Level: Ghost Level
Origin: Western Fantasy World
Dungeon: All Western Fantasy Dungeons
Health: 2 stars
Attack: 1.5 stars
Agility: 0.5 stars
Magic: None
Abilities: Giant scythe and iron hook, and the plague it emits are its deadly weapons.
Special Moves: Chop, Plague, Self-Destruct
Description: An important unit in the Western Fantasy world, created by necromancers by stitching together the broken bodies of various creatures. Due to heavy treatment with preservatives, the stitched monster always emits a foul odor.
Being a creature, the stitched monster feels no pain and can continue fighting even if parts of its body are cut off. Its large size gives it a thick health bar and high defense, making it a formidable front-line fighter. Although not very intelligent, its iron hook is very accurate and can pull enemies into its body, where it can consume them with poison. Its scythe, while clumsy, deals high damage and can take out half of an enemy's health in one hit.
"Ah, what a disgusting monster!" It must be said that the stitched monster had a significant advantage not listed in the monster guide: its extremely repulsive body, which most women couldn't bear to look at.
Even the powerful sword maiden Yuewang, upon seeing the stitched monster, was so disgusted that she bent over and retched, losing half of her fighting spirit. Shuihan was even worse, vomiting on the ground. Only the quiet Yue Lingjian showed no discomfort and seemed eager to fight.
"Yuewang, go deal with it!" Guhan, ignoring Yuewang's nausea, ordered, "The other sword maidens, don't interfere. Let Yuewang handle it alone!"
If Guhan were to fight the stitched monster himself, it would be no challenge, except for the time it would take to deplete its thick health bar. However, this not-so-threatening monster was a good target for Yuewang to practice on.
"Okay!" Yuewang knew Guhan wanted to train her and didn't want to show any fear in front of him. She forced herself to endure the nausea, raised her sword, and swung at the stitched monster.
"Huh, what's sewn into its belly? It looks like the upper body of a woman... without a head... and those breasts are oozing green, disgusting corpse fluid..." Yuewang couldn't hold back and vomited.
Seeing the enemy vomit in front of him, the stitched monster didn't hesitate. It hooked Yuewang's waist with its iron hook and pulled her towards itself. At the same time, its belly opened like a Venus flytrap, and Yuewang was dragged into the monster's open belly...
"He shouldn't die, right..." Guhan muttered to himself, somewhat uncertain.