Demonic Sword, Glutton

"Uh.. ah... That was a tough call." Peng Gao muttered. He had just finished walking out of the inn. Everyone was staring at with a 'How dare you do that to our Princess!' look. It was really unpleasant for him to handle.

If he plans to run back to the Yunnan Province it would take him 3 - 4 days at top speed, but since he is going to pick up the ingredients on the way, it is going to take him about 5 - 6 day. That is only if he doesn't run into trouble.

"Okay, you guys might start attacking now, don't worry I won't ask who sent you here, since I don't care anyways. You might just be lying to me."

A minute passed and the trees that were surrounding Peng Gao started to shake lightly, a few figures jumped over to the dusty pathway he was standing. Gao was just at the outskirts of the Yunnan Province, where the longest jungle exist and a perfect place to assassinate someone.

Peng Gao didn't really want to waste precious time, he could be seeing Namgung Wong on his knees begging for a pay raise in the next few days. He tried pleading with the group of fifteen Martial Artist surrounding him, "Why don't you guys just let me go. Honorable man like you shouldn't be bullying a weak person like me. I will give you one gold coin each, that is understandable, right?"

An old man who had a walking stick walked forward. He had wrinkles all over his frail body, that signaled he was mostly above his early sixties, "Just give us the formula for the wonder potion."

Peng Gao took a piece of paper from within his robes and flashed to the group surrounding him, "If you want this, then you have to clear a path for me to walk and promise me you won't come after me."

The old man was stunned with how things were advancing, but he soon clicked his tongue, "Don't try to act smart with me young man, just hand over the paper and we will kill you painlessly."

So there are really dead set on ending my life. The drunken swordsman smiled from ear to ear which startled his enemies, with his hands pulling out his sword, "Listen here, I am someone who doesn't give a fuck about my life at all. I will tear down this paper and kill myself, or, you let me leave, and let me give you the paper for the formula."

"You-you-you." The old man struggled for words, as he looked at Peng Gao, the bounty set on his head was enough to feed the whole group for five years. At the end of the day the formula for the wonder potion was more expensive than the brat's head, "Sigh, fine have it your way. Everyone clear a path for him, but remember if you try anything funny, I will torture you myself, before killing you."

Gao stored back his sword to its sheath and started to walk on the path cleared by the attackers. There were such an odd group that he suddenly started laughing. One was a beggar, a meat shop owner, a black smith, a scholar, an idiot suffering from melomania who keeps on singing. Another idiot who thinks muscles are everything, who looked like a fusion between Hulk and Thing. The rest were just common folks.

After he was about one hundred yards away from the group, he drops the piece of paper he was holding to the ground, and looks back at the odd group, "Here, send your weakest to take it."

man first looked at the scholar with the long pink hair, before directing his hazel black eyes to one of the common folks. He was just a middle aged man already suffering from alopecia, "Da-Seot go retrieve the goods."

Gao was sure some sort of hidden words were exchanged between the group, and he could tell that Da-Seot wasn't the weakest among the group, 'Let us play your game then.'

Da-Seot reached were the paper had been left, lucky enough there were no heavy winds so it didn't away, or maybe someone just made it look that way. Reaching out his hand towards the paper, Da-Seot suddenly found himself seeing things the way. He had been sliced in half like a piece of bread.

Thud–!

"Now that is a painless death." Peng Gao started laughing like a maniac that shocked the attackers, they thought of him as the weakest in the group he hangs out with.

The old man with the walking stick looked at all his subordinates, before glaring at the psychotic bastard in front of them, "Nothing changes! Kill him and the one to kill him will get to take half of his bounty."

Peng Gao's bounty was one hundred thousand gold coins in the Orthodox Factions and seven hundred and fifty gold coins in the Unorthodox Factions. The reason for there to be a big difference was unknown, but among the trio he played with, he looked like the easy target.

"Make sure to get the formula at all cost!" The old man yelled. The price for the formula doubled that of trio combined, making it reach over five hundred thousand gold coins in both factions.

Like Da-Seot wasn't even a member of their group, the man changed at Peng Gao with killing intent visible in their eyes. They had reached the stage of using Aura ki, all of their blades were sharp enough to cut down an elephant in one swing.

Peng Gao's eyes suddenly turned red, as he grabbed the hilt of his sword. He hadn't used it to kill for over a year, it was screaming for blood. Like there were onions, the incoming attacks were all sliced it half.

Blood was expected to be found gushing over to the ground, but it all got sucked into Peng Gao's sword, making it release a violent red light.

The attackers halted their actions as a dumbfounded expression formed on their faces. Not only was the sword weird, but they didn't even see how the dark blue haired man had killed the three, it was just too fast of a movement for them to follow with naked eyes.

Peng Gao showed a cold smirk as he walked towards his opponents, "You wanted the formula so bad, well the formula has come for you now."