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That was close!
I touched my neck; it was just a centimeter away from the carotid artery.
“I never intended to run!” I replied defiantly, lifting my chin.
Shi Bu Er smirked and said, “You think that by drawing me away, your brothers will have a way out?”
“I, Ling Feng, never concern myself with the outcome of my actions; I only care about being true to myself. If those brothers have fate on their side, they will naturally survive. If they fall heroically, then they are indeed iron-willed heroes,” I retorted, holding my head high.
If it weren't for having crossed paths with Shi Bu Er, one would never guess he was a ruthless big shot.
“To survive a fall from that height and still come back to seek death—what a way to tempt fate,” Shi Bu Er remarked, his delicate features resembling those of a refined scholar.
I replied cautiously, “I’m just someone whose life is cheap. It’s a pity that Yama won’t take me…”
As I spoke, Ruo Yu, who had initially run ahead, turned back and returned to my side.
“Another one coming to die!” Shi Bu Er said no more. His eyes narrowed slightly, and then he seemed to teleport right in front of us.
With a swift motion, his long hand struck Ruo Yu's chest.
Crack…
The sound of bones breaking was enough to make anyone cringe, followed by the dull thud of a heavy object hitting the ground.
Ruo Yu’s weight of over a hundred pounds was effortlessly sent flying.
I didn’t have time to check on Ruo Yu’s condition. Cursing under my breath, I swung my Ruyi Stick down hard. I put all my strength into this strike, channeling the spirit of the Golden Monkey Rising with a Thousand-Jin Staff.
Shi Bu Er stepped aside slightly and caught my full-force blow with one hand as if it were nothing. “Not bad…” he commented casually.
Then, with a sudden lift, I stumbled backward several meters.
The Ruyi Stick struck the ground, and using it for leverage, I swung the stick back at him.
Shi Bu Er clicked his tongue, shaking his head as he said, "You really have surprised me. I would love to see your future grace, but alas... alas... you will never see the sun of tomorrow."
Though his words carried a hint of praise, they were chilling. As he faced my attack, he pushed forward with both palms, and it seemed he used a Secret Technique, generating a gust of wind with his strike.
This wind rushed toward me like a hurricane, and it was eerily strange, filled with the sound of weeping. Terrifying faces emerged from the darkness, their teeth gritted in rage. Eyes filled with resentment and malice stared back at me.
It felt as if they wanted to swallow me whole.
This palm strike came with great force; clearly, Shi Bu Er was not planning to waste any more time with me.
I was so frightened by the monstrous faces in the black wind that I stood frozen in place, forgetting to dodge. However, even if I hadn't been scared, there was no way to avoid this strike.
Just as the palm was about to hit me, I felt a tremendous impact from my side. I was knocked away.
When I turned to look back, Shi Bu Er's palm had struck Ruo Yu instead. Ruo Yu's body flew far before hitting the ground, rolling several times before coming to a stop, seemingly unaware of what had just happened.
Shi Bu Er snorted coldly, "Flies are truly disgusting."
Then he swung another palm toward me. My eyes reddened as I cursed, "Damn you..."
With the Ruyi Stick swirling fiercely in my hands, the outcome was predictable; there was no way I could match Shi Bu Er.
I took a solid hit to my chest. In that fleeting moment, I suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a Talisman in the Qiankun Bag my master left for me.
Although my master was often unreliable, he would never joke about my life.
I didn't have time to think too much; after all, it was either death or trying something. I had to give it a shot.
With the Talisman pinched between my fingers, I hurled it forcefully, and it landed squarely on Shi Bu Er's head.
Shi Bu Er didn't seem to think I posed any threat. He raised his hand to tear off the Talisman, but as soon as he pulled, his expression changed.
He couldn't tear it off!
A wave of satisfaction surged within me as I sneered, "Die!"
I formed a seal with my hands, and a massive bolt of lightning descended from the clear blue sky, striking Shi Bu Er.
Ah...
An angry and unwilling scream echoed from within the blinding light.
I'll zap you! I spat out a mouthful of blood, thinking to myself.
Seeing the once invincible Shi Bu Er now displaying fear on the face of this Big Shot was truly exhilarating.
So what if he was a Big Shot? He still fell at the hands of someone like me!
After the lightning struck, a charred corpse lay on the ground, emitting wisps of white smoke, utterly devoid of life.
The Talisman had nearly drained all the energy from my Dan Tian. I collapsed onto the ground, gasping for breath.
The Big Shot just died like that?
I still found it hard to believe, but the burnt smell in the air and the corpse not far away forced me to accept reality.
Damn, my unreliable master actually had such powerful items. If I had known earlier, I would have used them sooner instead of waiting until now.
Once I caught my breath, I struggled to run over to Ruo Yu's side. Her chest had caved in significantly.
I touched his neck with my fingers and felt a faint pulse. Quickly, I took out some medicine and fed it to him, then retrieved the Wood Heart.
I placed the Wood Heart at Ruo Yu's Dan Tian.
This Wood Heart was the essence of my grandmother's thousand years of cultivation, and as soon as it was taken out, it instantly filled the air with vitality.
I sat cross-legged beside him, using the Wood Heart's energy to regulate my breathing.
"Who?" I shouted, suddenly opening my eyes.
An old man with a long white beard emerged from the forest. His beard hung down to his chest, and he wore a gentle smile. His skin was as smooth as a baby's, completely devoid of the wrinkles and age spots typical of old age.
"I'm sorry I'm late," the old man's voice was deep and rich.
"Who are you?" I asked cautiously, noting that he spoke Mandarin. He seemed to be one of us, but I didn't dare let my guard down.
"Special Investigation Bureau, An Zijie!" Though his voice was weary, it carried an undeniable authority.
I quickly replied, "Senior, go west! Hurry and save everyone..."
The old man nodded. "I sensed a massive energy fluctuation here just now. It seems I’m on the right track. Did you kill this person?"
He pointed at the charred corpse on the ground.
I nodded in response. An Zijie gave me a meaningful look before, in the blink of an eye, he appeared beside me and effortlessly lifted both me and Ruo Yu in his arms.
Everything around me blurred, and after a moment of dizziness, I opened my eyes to find myself back at the previous scene.
The battlefield was horrific... blood flowed like rivers!
An Zijie shouted, "Brothers, you've worked hard! Leave the rest to me!"
An Old Man walked slowly into the center of the arena, and one couldn't help but admire the presence he commanded.
With a single statement, neither too heavy nor too light, everyone halted their actions. They instinctively parted to create a path.
It was as clear as the boundary between the Chu River and the Han Border in a game of chess. On one side stood the Special Investigation Bureau of the nation, while on the other were the black-robed figures.
An Old Man stood with his hands clasped behind his back in the middle. The black-robed individuals sensed something was amiss and began to retreat slowly.
Suddenly, one of the black-robed figures shouted, and like startled birds or beasts, all of them scattered in panic.
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