Chapter 169: Surprise Harvest, The Mysterious Item Heart-piercing Nail
Additionally, that person seemed to also be a fortress lord of the Four Great Huo, in charge of Rong Gate, that is, pickpocketing and thieving, called Qu Jiu, but only Slaying One Bandit strength.
Chen Shun’an continued to honestly restrain his qi, lying in ambush outside the house, preparing to strike when the two had eaten and drunk their fill and were drowsy.
For a moment, the incense hall was filled with toasting and lively revelry.
They even knocked over a jar of wine, filling the air with the strong smell of alcohol.
Faintly mixed with a few crude vulgar phrases.
“You son of a bitch Lu Shaozi, you actually poisoned the chicken soup?”
Suddenly, Owl Third Master became somewhat exasperated.
“It’s your fortune that I take a liking to your son! Poison? Your grandpa here has qi and blood in perfection, invulnerable to all poisons, am I afraid of your arsenic?”
Then came the young man’s shout with a sobbing tone: “Don’t hurt my dad!”
“Get to the side, your pretty little face would be ruined if scratched… Don’t move, if you dare move, your dad’s life is done for. Quick, take off your clothes… Come, whip me with that whip.”
“Ah?”
“What are you standing there for! If you don’t whip me, I’ll whip your dad! What’s there to fear, are those balls hanging from your crotch just for show?!”
Outside the incense hall, Chen Shun’an frowned tightly, somewhat disgusted.
What the hell is this?
Chen Shun’an considered himself well-traveled and broad-minded, with extremely low standards.
But hearing these filthy words now, he couldn’t help but want to wash his ears.
But it was right at this moment.
Another sneaky black shadow came wall-crawling like a thief, landing in Fish Manor, also heading to this incense hall.
Seeing this, Chen Shun’an’s eyes flashed.
Another Slaying Three Bandits, and seemingly a butcher, the flesh under his clothes reeking of meat stench, killing intent surging, thick eyebrows slanting into his temples, face full of savage flesh.
Although he hid his qi extremely well, how could he fool Chen Shun’an’s dog nose.
Yo, ran into a fellow practitioner?
Owl Third Master has done so many evil deeds, so unpopular?
Chen Shun’an mused to himself.
Zhu the Butcher’s gaze swept around, glanced at the area near the incense hall, then spotted the haystack piled with sundries, his figure flashed, and he darted over.
Chen Shun’an silently gave him a glance, then shifted to the side, making room for one more.
For a moment, behind the small haystack.
Two people were hiding.
Zhu the Butcher looked solemn, staring intently at the scene in the incense hall, clearly also waiting for an opportunity.
Completely unaware of Chen Shun’an, who was right next to him.
“Owl Third Master, you play first, I’m going to take a piss.”
“Hurry back! You’re still a virgin, we’ll do it together.”
Several voices came from inside the incense hall.
Zhu the Butcher suddenly understood something, a surging killing intent stirred his qi and blood, rolling endlessly.
These beasts!
They deserve to die ten thousand deaths!
Qu Jiu staggered out the door, casually found a corner by the wall, and undid his belt.
A pattering, somewhat unsteady sound rang out.
Seeing this, Zhu the Butcher flipped out without hesitation.
His body was clearly bloated and fat, yet now it was as light as a falling leaf, leaping through the courtyard sundries without making a sound, silently tailing behind Qu Jiu.
Whoosh!
Zhu the Butcher drew a Ring-Holding Steel Saber from behind.
His entire qi converged as one, without the slightest leak.
The saber turned with his body, fast as lightning.
Straight toward Qu Jiu’s neck, one slash down.
Right at the instant Zhu the Butcher struck, Qu Jiu vaguely sensed something wrong, his eyelids twitched suddenly, heart shocked, instinctively sidestepped, flipped his right hand, and a soft sword appeared in his grip.
The sword body gleamed with frost, taut as a thread.
However, Zhu the Butcher seemed to have long anticipated Qu Jiu’s movement trajectory.
He had chopped heads for a lifetime, honing a peerless technique.
Eyes merged with body, body with intent.
The Ring-Holding Steel Saber sometimes fiercely unstoppable, sometimes like an antelope hanging its horns, merely drifting down lightly.
Crack!
Blood splashed three feet.
A head fell to the ground rolling wildly, still full of life, mouth opening to bite the dirt, gibbering.
In one move, Qu Jiu died miserably on the spot!
“What thief!”
The sudden bloody stench immediately alerted Owl Third Master in the incense hall.
Boom!
A loud crash, a sturdy wall was smashed open by a bursting figure, dust billowing, sand and stone flying wildly.
Owl Third Master threw his head back and opened his mouth, qi and blood surging throughout his body, actually stirring the surrounding wind and waves, even the moonlight faintly drawn in, bathing him in lunar glow, faint halo light enveloping his body.
Seeing Zhu the Butcher and sensing the opponent’s Slaying Three Bandits qi, Owl Third Master showed no fear at all, striding forward aggressively, spear like a dragon in his hand, snaking forth!
Chen Shun’an, hidden in the shadows, saw this and raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.
Owl Third Master actually Slayed the Tongue Thief?
Indeed, cannot underestimate the people of the world.
Chen Shun’an silently watched the fight, filled with emotion.
“Zhu the Butcher? Sent by that Zhao fellow? Why is this? Weren’t things settled fine during the day?”
The two tangled in combat.
Owl Third Master’s spear technique was executed to perfection, sometimes turning into sky full of cold stars, sometimes like raging storm and rain.
Spear tip tore through air, emitting sharp shrieks, only ‘ding ding dang dang’ sounds heard, like sudden rain on banana leaves, clashing on the Ring-Holding Steel Saber.
But…
In front of Zhu the Butcher, who was one small realm higher.
Useless.
Just two or three moves, and Owl Third Master fell into disadvantage, if not for a breath of unwillingness holding him up, he would have prepared to flee long ago.
Zhu the Butcher just glanced at the father and son in the incense hall, looking pitiful and trembling, and said coldly,
“No reason needed to kill you. Be on your way.”
Zhu the Butcher roared, saber light like a bolt of silk straight for Owl Third Master’s throat.
This saber was so fast only afterimages remained, blade not yet arrived, sharp saber qi already drawing a bloodline on Owl Third Master’s neck.
“Save me!!”
A shrill scream rang out.
The nearby courtyards, all the Huo in Fish Manor heard it, exchanged glances, and chuckled,
“Third Master is playing some thrilling fun again.”
“My life is done!!”
An even more miserable voice came.
Everyone burst into laughter,
“This time he screamed more sharply than last time, Third Master is really hooked!”
Faintly hearing those mocking voices from outside the courtyard.
Owl Third Master was so angry his three corpses jumped madly.
And the saber light came rushing at his face.
At the life-and-death moment, a trace of madness flashed in Owl Third Master’s eyes. He suddenly discarded his spear and retreated, right hand sweeping his waist, a black gleam shot out abruptly!
The black gleam dispersed, revealing a one-inch iron nail.
Jet black all over, perfectly formed, only a faint crack on the nail body, marring its perfection.
The iron nail pierced the air, body wrapped in eerie black qi, actually overtaking from behind, straight for Zhu the Butcher’s heart.
Nail not yet arrived, a bone-chilling yin cold qi already enveloped the field, temperature in the courtyard plummeting.
Zhu the Butcher’s face changed drastically, muscles and bones bulging, force surging wildly, clothes exploding off his body, about to dodge.
But that yin cold qi was like maggots in the bones, instantly freezing his intent, leaving him to watch helplessly as the iron nail drew nearer.
Martial World mysterious item?!
Zhu the Butcher instantly understood the origin of the iron nail before him.
The Martial Path is strict, to defeat the strong with weak is hard as ascending heaven.
But if one has a Martial World mysterious item, unique secret art, even immortal fate, then it’s not mere fantasy.
And possessing such eerie ability to freeze his intent… seemed only explainable by a Martial World mysterious item.
Owl Third Master watching this scene also faintly breathed a sigh of relief.
That ‘Heart-Piercing Nail’ was his trump card, over these years it had let him reverse-kill several times from desperate straits.
However, at this critical juncture, a cyan shadow appeared ghost-like behind Zhu the Butcher.
“Wonderful, not in vain that this old man squatted here so long.”
The newcomer casually raised a hand, and a brilliant force arrived abruptly from several zhang away, also carrying vast unimaginable intent, striking the Heart-Piercing Nail.
The Heart-Piercing Nail buzzed, actually only slowing slightly.
“Eh?”
Next moment, that cyan shadow appeared between the two.
That Heart-Piercing Nail capable of piercing gold and iron was casually pinched between his fingers.
Black qi on the nail surged madly, yet unable to break free from those two fingers’ clamp.
Although one can rely on Martial World mysterious items to defeat the strong with weak, but if the gap is too great, like heaven and earth apart, then naturally it’s nonsense.
“Truly my precious treasure…”
Chen Shun’an looked at the Heart-Piercing Nail between his fingers, growing happier the more he saw.
These days, hidden weapons like Flying Locust Stone, Gold Coin Dart and such, already couldn’t keep up with Chen Shun’an’s progress, becoming useless.
Not as simple and brutal as his casual finger-flick Flying Immortal Strength.
But this Heart-Piercing Nail was exactly what he needed when sleepy—a pillow arrives.
Perfectly filling the hidden weapon gap Chen Shun’an had been longing for.
Actually able to freeze intent, equivalent to guaranteed hits.
Just…
Chen Shun’an looked at the nail somewhat regretfully.
That crack was especially glaring, making Chen Shun’an heartbroken.
My precious treasure, how does it have a damage!
“Slay, Slay Five Thieves…”
Owl Third Master sensed the qi of the person before him, instantly dumbfounded.
Zhu the Butcher is one thing.
You, a Slay Five Thieves, still doing ambushes and sneak attacks, specially squatting here…
What virtue or ability does this Owl Third Master have, to die so solemnly!
“What is the name of this treasure nail of mine, and its origin?”
Chen Shun’an’s icy voice came.
Your treasure nail?
Isn’t that my Heart-Piercing Nail?
Owl Third Master cursed inwardly, but meeting Chen Shun’an’s icy gaze, he felt like doused in ice water, instantly chilled to the bone.
“Senior, this nail is called Heart-Piercing Nail, obtained by this junior while traveling in Wu and Yue areas, by rescuing a master craftsman from Yanyun Prefecture who forges weapons, tempered with his essence blood, thus becoming a mysterious item.”
“This nail draws blood when thrown, if it returns without success, it backlashes the original owner’s essence blood, only unfortunately during tempering there was a slight error, the nail body is flawed, the more it’s used, the more essence blood it demands, until unsustainable…”
Owl Third Master didn’t dare conceal too much, quickly explaining.
Just omitting some details.
Like that damn master craftsman, originally he wanted to capture him, take his essence blood to temper the Heart-Piercing Nail.
Resulting in being counter-killed by him, during their fight damaging the nail’s origin, hence the flaw.
“So that’s how…” Chen Shun’an nodded in understanding.
Seeing this, Owl Third Master’s eyes flickered, suddenly saying,
“Senior, the method to repair this nail is known only to this junior. If Senior is willing…”
These words just out.
Zhu the Butcher’s face changed wildly, hair standing on end, if not for Chen Shun’an’s strand of intent quietly enveloping him, preventing movement, he would have bolted long ago.
If Owl Third Master really persuaded this Slay Five Thieves expert to defect, what then?
The entire situation in Wuqing County wouldn’t flip heaven and earth?!
However, before Owl Third Master could say more, Chen Shun’an flicked his finger.
The Heart-Piercing Nail pierced the air, precisely embedding into his heart.
In an instant, Owl Third Master’s entire essence blood poured into the Heart-Piercing Nail.
“You…”
Owl Third Master opened his mouth, body slowly collapsing, eyes still holding disbelief.
When the Heart-Piercing Nail flew back into Chen Shun’an’s hand, Owl Third Master was left with only a bony frame wrapped in thin skin.
Essence, qi, spirit all gone, a cold wind blew, turning it into rustling fine powder, swirling away with the wind.
“Divine artifact for destroying corpses and traces! Truly my precious treasure!”
Chen Shun’an’s eyes lit up.
