Chapter 130

As soon as Zhang Shui opened his mouth, it was as if he had opened up a chatterbox, telling Zi Chen about the bitterness in his heart.

"Back in the Spiritual Herbal Garden, if it weren't for senior brother Zi Chen, I would have died long ago. In these two months, I've already thought it through. What's wrong with being a mortal? Unfortunately, they didn't give me this chance."

"The last time they came, the villagers gathered a piece of low-grade vitality stone. But how long has it been? In just half a month, they came again and asked for a piece of low-grade vitality stone. Their target is me. They want me to feel guilty and blame myself. They want me to watch the villagers die one by one."

Zhang Shui's hands clutched his hair tightly. His eyes were filled with pain and tears fell from his eyes. He sobbed, "I'm the one who harmed them. It's all my fault."

Zhang Shui was haggard. The despair in his eyes was not for himself, but for the villagers.

He knew that this was a trap, but he was powerless to jump out. He could only fall into it step by step.

"Today, they only beat me up and took away a dozen vitality stone fragments. But in a few days, if they don't take anything away, I'm afraid they will kill us one by one."

Zhang Shui's face was full of tears. He was sad, pained, and in despair.

Zi Chen was shocked. He thought that Zhang Shui's Abdomen had been crippled and he had been reduced from a cultivator to a mortal. He didn't think that he was worried about the villagers.

And Zhang Shui had seen through the whole thing. He understood everything, but he didn't have the ability to solve it.

He could only wait for death.

This was a kind of sorrow. In a world where the strong were respected, it was the sorrow of mortals.

For cultivators, slaughtering an entire village was a simple matter. A few lives were as worthless as ants. However, for these mortals, this was life. This was their foundation.

They lived at the bottom and it was hard. Every day, they worked hard just for a mouthful of food.

But it couldn't compare to a cultivator's words. A simple word of slaughtering a village was enough to scare them out of their wits. They couldn't sleep and rest.

As for those cultivators who were talking about massacring the entire village, they were probably feasting and having fun right now.

"This is a death trap. No one can break out of it."

Zhang Shui's face was filled with tears, filled with pain and despair. He suddenly looked up at Zi Chen and implored, "Chen 'er, I know you are a cultivator. I want to ask you for a favor. Please take the villagers away and hide for a period of time. After I die, bring them back."

Zi Chen was deeply moved. His eyes were moist as he asked himself, 'Why is it that I can only see the beauty of the world and see the most sincere feelings in the world among these ordinary mortals?'

Back then, in order to save him and Wang Xian 'er, the villagers of Qingshui Village had sacrificed the lives of the entire village to help them.

Now, for the sake of the lives of the entire village, Zhang Shui would rather be tortured to death than commit suicide.

Could it be that all cultivators were cold and heartless?

This was a question that couldn't be answered. At the very least, Zi Chen hadn't found the answer yet.

"I'm begging you, Chen 'zi. My life should have ended a year ago. I should have died in the Spiritual Medicine Garden. I've lived for so long and it's worth it. I only hope that you can take the villagers and leave for now. After I die, you can bring them back."

Zhang Shui pleaded sincerely. His desperate eyes were filled with determination.

"Their target is me. As long as they torture me to death, they won't do anything to the villagers. You just have to be patient and wait for a period of time."

Zi Chen was very moved. However, he shook his head and said, "No!"

"You!" Zhang Shui's body froze. He didn't know what to say. However, the sorrow in his eyes deepened.

"Are you going to watch the villagers die? Or do you think that this is their life and that they should die because of me?" Zhang Shui asked in a trembling voice.

"I don't agree because I will help you break this trap," Zi Chen said in a low voice.

The villagers were innocent. Zhang Shui was also innocent. The one who deserved to die was Ling Yun. He was the one who planned all of this. Therefore, he had to break this trap. He had to break it.

Zi Chen had killed many people. He definitely wasn't a good person. He wasn't a righteous person either. He wasn't showing off when he broke the trap. He was doing what he could.

"You, you can break the trap?"

Zhang Shui looked at Zi Chen in disbelief. "You are crazy. Do you know how big of a trap this is? Do you think that a mere cultivator like you can break it? Let me tell you, I was at the Eighth Heaven of True Qi back then, but I was still injured. The person who set this trap is in the Xiantian Realm."

Zhang Shui glared at Zi Chen. "You are a cultivator. You should know what the Xiantian Realm means. Furthermore, he is not an ordinary cultivator. He is in the late Xiantian Realm. You are no match for him. Take the villagers and leave.

I don't want to kill the villagers, and I don't want to kill you.

During this period of time, you have been sending game to my house every day. I am very grateful to you. You should take the villagers and leave. "

"You can leave now, but you can't leave forever. Since the person who set this trap can set it up in Da Ling Village, there is a possibility that he will set it up in other places. It could be Qianling Village or Xiling Village. If the people of Da Ling Village leave, what about the others? Are they all going to escape?"

Zi Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold. Killing intent surged from his body. "If you don't want this tragedy to happen, you can only break the trap. Break the trap."

"But you?" Zhang Shui still didn't believe that this dark-skinned youth could break the trap.

"Back then, I broke the trap in the Spiritual Herbal Garden. Let alone this trap. Since the heavens don't want you to die, then you will not die. I will break this trap." Zi Chen suddenly smiled, but his eyes were incomparably resolute.

"You!" Zhang Shui looked at Zi Chen in shock. "Chen 'zi, Zi Chen, you are Senior Zi Chen. You are still alive!"

Looking carefully at this dark-skinned youth, he indeed looked a bit like Senior Zi Chen.

Zi Chen smiled. "Now you know that I can break the trap. This matter is only between you and me."

"En, en!"

Zhang Shui nodded continuously. He used his sleeve to wipe away the tears on his face like a child. His eyes were filled with excitement.

"Alright, I should go now. Think about how to break the trap. As for you, you look so haggard. You should eat something. Don't make everyone worry," Zi Chen said.

"En, en!" Zhang Shui nodded. "Senior Brother, you stay here too. Let's eat together."

"No need." Zi Chen turned and left.

"Senior Zi Chen, Senior Zi Chen, how can such a talented person die?"

Zhang Shui was very emotional. If there was anyone in the world who could break the trap, Zhang Shui believed that it was only Senior Zi Chen.

The sky was already dark, but the villagers didn't leave. They all waited outside. When they saw Zi Chen come out, they all asked him questions.

"Chen 'zi, how is Zhang Shui?"

"Is he still not talking?"

"He's fine, right? Did he take things too hard?"

The villagers were all very concerned.

Zi Chen only smiled and said, "Don't worry, he's fine."

Then, Zi Chen looked at Old Zhang and said, "Uncle, Zhang Shui must be hungry now. Go and get him more food."

With that, Zi Chen left.

"What, hungry?"

Old Zhang was stunned. He had forgotten how long it had been since his son said that he was hungry. During this period of time, if he didn't call him to eat, he would probably be sitting in one place until he starved to death.

"Hungry? That means he's fine. He can eat now?" The villagers couldn't believe it either.

"Father." At this moment, a person walked out of the room. It was Zhang Shui.

Although Zhang Shui was haggard, he was in high spirits. His eyes were shining. Obviously, he was back to normal.

"Yes!" Old Zhang nodded continuously. His eyes were filled with tears.

"Zhang Shui is fine. Haha, that's great. Let's show those cultivators who fought Martial Ancestor that our Zhang Shui can't be defeated. Didn't they want vitality stones? Let's go up the mountain and find them now."

"That's right. Let's all go. We'll try to gather a vitality stone in the next few days."

"That's right. Let's go now."

The villagers were very happy that Zhang Shui was fine. Some of them even shouted loudly.

"Let's go. We'll go too." Old Zhang leaned on the bamboo stick. His eyes were filled with tears, but his back was straight.

Looking at the excited villagers, Zi Chen's face was full of smiles. He said with a smile, "It's already so late. Let's get some rest. As for the vitality stones, you don't have to worry about it. I've already thought of a way."

"Chen 'zi, you've already thought of a way?"

"Chen 'zi, are you serious?"

"Chen 'zi, you're the savior of Da Ling Village."

The villagers all looked at Zi Chen.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely find a way. By the way, this money is the price of today's fur. Let's split it." Zi Chen took out all the money and placed it on the stone block. He then turned around and left.

"Why is there so much?"

"Our pelts are not worth that much money."

"It must be Chen 'zi. He must have put his share in with us again."

The voices of the villagers came from behind.

After returning to his residence, Zi Chen began to cultivate.

As for the villagers, it was not a problem for Zi Chen. He did not need to think about it. When dealing with villains, he would naturally use villains' means.

It had been a few months since he had broken through to the Xiantian Realm. Zi Chen's Xiantian True Qi had been growing steadily. However, recently, without the help of elixirs and pills, the improvement of his strength was too slow.

After this, Zi Chen decided to go to Cangli City to buy some elixirs and pills to speed up the improvement of his strength.

After all, he was now a rich man with dozens of vitality stones.

Time passed in the blink of an eye. With Zi Chen's repeated assurances, the villagers were all relieved and their lives became orderly again.

As for Zhang Shui, he was much more optimistic. When he had nothing to do, he would come and chat with Zi Chen. Most of the time, he was learning to set up traps from his father. It seemed that he really wanted to live the life of an ordinary person.

A few days later, the sound of horse hooves could be heard outside the village. Horses neighed and angry shouts could be heard from outside the village.

The villagers' hearts trembled. The people who fought Martial Ancestor were here again.

"All villagers, get out here." An angry shout spread throughout the village.