Evil Samurai In Cultivation World

Chapter 96: It Comes At Night

Claude clenched his fist and punched forward, aiming for the enemy's stomach.

BAM!

Claude's fist shot forward, and the fist which was reinforced by body strengthening techniques, collided with the opponent's body, bursting through his stomach and organs and came out though the other side before he pulled his blood covered hand backwards. Claude heard a grunt as his opponent swiveled and fell backward, as a spray of blood squirted from his stomach.

Claude tilted his head up as he stared at the figures stuck to the walls of the alleyway and he said, "So you've recognized me as a threat after I discovered your presence? Is that all it takes to antagonize you? Dear lord, no wonder you people have a lot of enemies.."

One of the figures spoke in a cold voice, "Take him down. He might look strong, but he can't fight all of us."

BAM!

Right after the unknown person spoke, the rest of the figures pressed down their feet onto the walls, which resulted in the formation of small craters on the wall, before lunging towards Claude who was standing on the ground.

Claude's expression remained as calm as still water, not changing even a tiny bit as he stared at the people fast approaching him without any fear in his eyes.

BOOM!

He stomped his foot down and as he did so, he disappeared from everyone's view, reappearing right in front of the figure who was closest to him.

The man who wasn't prepared for such a surprising turn of events shifted his gaze at Claude and spoke, "You"

But before he could finish his words, Claude manifested his katana, grabbed it and swung it towards the man, catching him right in the throat.

WHAM!

Claude immediately shifted focus to his side, his gaze shifted from the dead man in front of him and onto his next prey, as his right hand rose and from it shot out countless light gleams. The man who was his new target manifested a knife, but before he could defend, he was hit over and over by the blade lights, striking his head which caused it to explode and the man dropped down, falling to the ground.

"Don't give him any chance to fight us individually!" The figure who seemed to be the leader of the group yelled out, but with the bodies of their fellow comrades falling down to the ground right in front of them, it took out some of their gazes from Claude at a critical moment. Two of the figures who were nearest to Claude looked at the falling bodies quickly and then tried shifting their gaze, but Claude immediately shot out the Astral Wing Blades once again and struck the figure on the right on his forehead, and one millisecond later another blade light struck the other man on the neck.

"Change of plans! Retreat and utilise long range attacks instead!" The leader screamed loudly as he stopped in the air, and his comrades followed suit as they simply leapt backwards raising their two hands and shot out multiple blade lights that struck the walls, the ground, and even the windows of the buildings around them, flying everywhere.

But Claude grabbed the figure whom he had just killed and pulled the dead man's body close, placing it right in front of him as a shield, and as the countless blade lights rained down upon Claude, he charged forward in the direction of the group that retreated.

BAM!

"What the-" Before the leader could finish his words, Claude had already appeared right in front of him. He was simply too fast.

"Catch your friend!" Before the leader could react, Claude threw the dead body that he had used as a shield in his direction with all his might!

"Huh?!" The leader of the group, who was visibly caught off guard by Claude's actions, shot out a blade light on instinct, which gave Claude a chance to land a strike.

Whoosh!

Claude charged forward in a blur, his long katana high and swinging toward the leader without hesitation.

Swish!

The leader only saw a flash of light and in an instant, he felt a tug in his chest, and his vision blurred.

"Boss!" The rest of the figures, who saw their leader's corpse fall down to the ground, let out a scream of surprise, before realising that they were no match for their opponent, and turned back in order to escape.

"Did you really think you could just leave after attacking me? Are you people really that naive?" Claude snorted as he disappeared from his spot once again, and the sky rained blood one last time.

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"That took much longer than expected..." After finishing off the last of the criminal clan members, Claude descended down in a graceful manner and slowly walked over to one of the corpses that were lying on the ground.

"I doubt these people would just let me go, now that I've murdered a few of their henchmen," Claude muttered to himself as he closely inspected the body of one of the figures that he killed. 

"Well, well, well although they were poor fighters, they sure are savvy with their attires," Claude let out a chuckle as he studied the clothes worn by these men. Although the clothes they wore were high end civilian attire, their thick black clothes and a blue armband that they wore made it seem as though they were a special group.

Claude turned over one of the corpse's clothes and read out the words stitched onto the inside of it, "The Fury Clan..." 

Claude had heard about the various clans inside the city of Soderberg from Senior Beldon, and Fury Clan was amongst them. "So they control this part of the city huh.." Claude tapped his chin as he stared at the stitched words, and all of a sudden his eyes twinkled.

"These clothes might come in handy.." Looking at the attire worn by these clan members, a wide grin manifested on Claude's face.

A few minutes later, Claude strolled into the main street in Soderberg city, while wearing the clothes that he took off from one of the dead bodies, looking for the Azure Lion Clan.

And soon enough, he did find the Mansion of the Azure Lion Clan. Contrary to how most Clan Mansions are, the Azure Lion Clan Mansion was a bit more northeast to the main streets of Soderberg City, away from all the hustle and bustle of the crowds.

It was located near the Sherikk River, and surrounding it was mostly a dense forested area that belonged to the clan itself.

"Although the location might be discreet, the guards sure aren't, huh..." Claude entered the restaurant that had the best view of the clan mansion and was gazing at its exterior from afar by utilising his enhanced sensory skills. Claude could see that the main gate of the Azure Lion Clan Mansion was locked, surrounded on the outside by almost a dozen or so guards. Each guard was separated by another for about fifty meters, which meant that it would be near impossible to get in without alerting at least one of them. 

And that was just the exterior. Claude walked out of the restaurant after finishing up his meal, looked around to see if anyone was around, and leapt onto the roof of one of the shops to get a better view of the inside of the mansion.

"Someone's a bit too paranoid," Claude let out a dry chuckle as he focused on the Azure Lion Clan Mansion, and he realised that entering the clan might be one of the hardest challenges that he had ever come across in his life. The inside of the gates were even more tightly protected, with almost forty cultivators surveying the inside. And that's just the ones Claude could see. For all he knew, there could be even more of them.

"I'm starting to think coming here wasn't such a good idea...." Claude descended down from the roof with a disappointed expression on his face. He was hoping to get some information about the White Dragon's teeth from the clan, but it seems like that wouldn't be a feasible option anymore.

"Hey, is it true that Margaret and her group of friends still come to the public houses at night?" 

Claude was about to walk back to the main streets of the city to rethink his strategy, when he suddenly halted as he overheard a conversation between a group of young men who were sitting inside the restaurant that he had just left a few minutes ago. Although he wasn't inside the restaurant, his hearing skills were good enough that he could listen in on them.

"Yeah she is. I really don't know what is wrong with her father. He's the clan head for god's sake! Why is he just allowing her to fool around at night? Isn't he ashamed?" Another person chimed in, and Claude, curious about the conversation, decided to eavesdrop. 

"I've heard that he had already given up on her. Which is understandable, given the rumours floating around," One of the men let out a chuckle as he spoke. "They say that she roams around at night to find attractive and strong men to have sex with. Apparently, she brings them into the clan mansion at night, has her fun with them, and then pays them enough money to flee the city."

"I've heard that she kills them in the end," The first man spoke. "She's a vixen, that girl. Still, with her body wouldn't be that bad for your last night, I'd say!"

"In your dreams, George," a loud laughter was heard. "Remember the rumours about her only sleeping around with strong men? Well, she apparently forces the men who wishes to court her into fighting with each other to find out who's the stronger one! If you want to sleep with her, you're going to need to cultivate a lot more, George!"

Claude drowned out the laughter that ensued after that last remark, turned around, and stared at the glass window of the shop he was standing next to. 

"Clan Head's daughter, huh..."

Claude tidied his face and his clothes as he viewed his reflection on the glass window. With the attire he was wearing now, he could certainly pass as being someone in his twenties. A smile appeared on Claude's face as he muttered to himself, "I guess I've found a way..."