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"Your weapon is quite strange," Ye Xiu said calmly.
The Yellow Robed Daoist glanced at the Silver Needle that Ye Xiu held in his hand. "Your weapon is also quite strange!"
Wiping the blood that was dripping from his arm, Ye Xiu raised a smile that didn't belong to someone who was injured.
This smile made the Yellow Robed Daoist feel uneasy.
Ye Xiu charged forward once more. "However... my Silver Needle... is not a weapon!"
Furrowing his brows, the Yellow Robed Daoist raised his Peach Wood Sword to meet him.
Just as the Silver Needle and the Peach Wood Sword were about to collide, Ye Xiu, using the full speed of the Azure Cloud Formula, dodged the Peach Wood Sword and threw the Silver Needle, aiming for the Daoist's acupoint.
The Daoist watched as the Silver Needle flew slowly through the air, sensing its spiritual energy!
But!
The Silver Needle had no spiritual energy attached to it!
In that case, the Silver Needle posed no threat to him.
However, Ye Xiu's earlier words left the Daoist puzzled, so even though the Silver Needle was not a threat, he felt he had to dodge it.
Yet even so, how could Ye Xiu give in?
Having thrown the Silver Needle, Ye Xiu freed his right hand and unleashed a barrage of punches imbued with spiritual energy toward the Daoist.
The Daoist's Peach Wood Sword missed its target; how could his left hand withstand Ye Xiu's twin fists?
He braced himself to take the hit from the Silver Needle, preparing to face Ye Xiu's punches with all his strength.
A sharp pain pierced through, akin to the sensation of an ordinary Embroidered Needle breaking the skin!
After the Silver Needle struck, Ye Xiu withdrew his offensive stance and regained his footing.
"You... you could have defeated me. Why did you give up?" The Yellow Robed Daoist examined himself, finding no injuries at all.
Yet, the opponent had ceased their attack right after the Silver Needle had pierced.
"If you're still unconvinced, feel free to continue," Ye Xiu said as he wrapped a white bandage around his injured arm.
"Hmph!"
The Yellow Robed Daoist was indeed unwilling to back down. He reached behind him and pulled out a Yellow Talisman, tossing it into the air. Then he positioned the Black Peach Wood Sword between his brows, as the Yellow Talisman began to burn partially in midair.
With the tip of his sword pointed at Ye Xiu, he shouted, "Flame Star!"
All the Yellow Talismans in the air transformed into fireballs that hurtled toward Ye Xiu. The temperature of these fireballs soared to seven hundred degrees Celsius, capable of melting iron! There were at least a dozen fireballs coming at him; if they hit, there would be no unscathed skin left on him, and at worst, he would die on the spot.
However, could any fireball move faster than Ye Xiu?
In a swift motion, Ye Xiu dodged all the fireballs. But unexpectedly, they altered their trajectories and charged straight toward him, gaining speed with each passing moment. Ye Xiu continued to evade as the fireballs relentlessly changed direction.
Now, Ye Xiu found himself truly in peril! The fireballs tracked him down and accelerated, relentlessly pursuing him. Sooner or later, they would catch up and reduce him to ashes!
There had to be some trick behind the fireballs' tracking ability. Ye Xiu glanced at the Yellow Robed Daoist and saw him continuously waving the Black Peach Wood Sword as if commanding the fireballs with it!
Determined, Ye Xiu dashed toward the Yellow Robed Daoist, gathering spiritual energy in his hands as he aimed to shatter the black glow of the Peach Wood Sword in one blow.
"You couldn't break it with that strange Silver Needle; do you think you can do it with just your fists?"
"Hmph! How will I know if I don't try?"
The Peach Wood Sword clashed with his fists, neither side yielding an inch, and for a moment, it was impossible to determine who had the upper hand. However, at the moment of contact between Ye Xiu and the Peach Wood Sword, the Yellow Robed Daoist revealed a victorious smile.
Time was precious for Ye Xiu; behind him, more than ten fireballs were relentlessly pursuing him.
The instant Ye Xiu retracted his fists, he clearly felt the continuous surge of spiritual energy from the Peach Wood Sword invading him.
The spiritual energy released by the Peach Wood Sword entered Ye Xiu's body, causing chaos within his own energy.
But what did this matter to Ye Xiu?
His exclusive spiritual energy, Seven Lives Spirit Power! It devoured all usable spiritual energy!
This was his chance to turn the tide!
In this moment of contact, Ye Xiu realized that the Yellow Robed Daoist was continuously channeling spiritual energy into the Peach Wood Sword, which was precisely how he commanded the fireballs. Having uncovered the secret of the fireballs and the Peach Wood Sword, victory was now within reach!
Ye Xiu temporarily avoided its sharp edge and fully activated Azure Cloud Formula to evade.
Seeing Ye Xiu's speed return to its peak, the Yellow Robed Daoist began to doubt whether his spiritual energy invasion had any effect at all!
Aside from a few Great Powers, very few could continue using their spiritual energy after being struck by his invasion! Yet this young man before him!!!
The Yellow Robed Daoist dared not be careless and continued directing the fireballs to chase after Ye Xiu.
However, Ye Xiu stood firm, showing no intention of dodging.
Was he surrendering?
Such thoughts flickered through the Yellow Robed Daoist's mind before vanishing as he caught sight of Ye Xiu's unexpected smile.
Sure enough, just as the fireballs were about to hit Ye Xiu, he gently pinched with his right hand, causing all the fireballs to plummet to the ground!
The crisis averted, Ye Xiu glanced to the side, where the Yellow Robed Daoist wore a grim expression.
The Peach Wood Sword in his hand was slowly released, clattering to the ground as the black glow faded away, returning to its original state.
The situation had turned on its head!
"You!!! What... have you done to me?"
"Don't you remember the Silver Needle from before? It wasn't my weapon; it was my magical artifact."
With a flick of his right hand, the Silver Needle flew back from the Daoist's body and landed in his palm, then slowly merged into his hand, disappearing from sight.
Seeing this, the Daoist couldn't help but lament, "I was careless! If I had known the Silver Needle was such a magical artifact, I would never have fallen for it."
"It's too late! Now we can talk," Ye Xiu said as he approached the Yellow Robed Daoist, noticing the bag slung behind him.
"With such abilities, why resort to deception?" Ye Xiu reached for the Daoist's bag.
"Don't!!!" The Daoist shouted in an attempt to stop Ye Xiu, but it was too late.
Ye Xiu had already opened the bag when suddenly, the Yellow Robed Daoist's eyes turned red, and his demeanor shifted drastically. He lunged at Ye Xiu!
But it was still too late. The frenzied Yellow Robed Daoist seized Ye Xiu and before he could resist, slammed him hard into the ground.
"Cough... cough..." Blood trickled from the corner of Ye Xiu's mouth.
What was happening?
The crazed Yellow Robed Daoist seemed fixated on that bag. Even in his current unconscious state, he remembered to retrieve it and then turned to stare intently at Ye Xiu!
"This is bad!" Ye Xiu thought. He couldn't afford to hesitate any longer; if he didn't run now, someone might end up dead.
The terrifying monster.
With full speed, Ye Xiu ran ahead, while the frenzied Yellow Robed Daoist chased closely behind.
Slowly, Ye Xiu realized that the Yellow Robed Daoist was not any slower than him; it wouldn't be long before he was caught!
Once again, he found himself in a crisis!
What was going on with this Yellow Robed Daoist? Could this terrifying ability be derived from the ghostly figure he had seen earlier?
Ye Xiu's mind raced as he considered every possible way to escape.
The Daoist was so fast; he wondered how agile he would be in this frenzied state.
Ye Xiu turned his head to glance at the Daoist, realizing that he was about to be caught. There was no choice but to give it a try.
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