Chapter 59: One Needle To The Shanzhong Point
Hearing the magnetic voice from outside, Yang Qingxi didn’t know if it was acting or real, but a joyful expression like a girl’s spring affection floated in her calm eyes. She smiled and said, “The old guys all left the city last night. Young Master Long is the successor of the Ten Million Gateways. How dare he come alone to Li Zhou to plan major events? His courage is not something Qingxi can compare to.”
In front of the Ten Million Gateways, Yang Qingxi, even as the number one person of the Yang Clan’s younger generation, no matter how aloof and arrogant, could only fawn and please.
The Dragon-named Man stood on the deck, with a lantern depicting a beauty hanging under the flying eaves of the ship tower behind him.
The light emitted from the lantern was all distorted by the invisible domain around him, unable to shine on his body, making him look like he was always standing in the shadows.
That was the power of a mysterious and powerful aura.
His gaze was also overlooking the intense pursuit and kill on the shore.
On the other side of the Sui River near the Mang Mountain Range, the trees were dense and the forest thick, without any lights, only the outlines of mountains reaching the clouds.
Shi Jiuzhai and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old little fatty walked out of the dense forest, overlooking the towering giant ship in the center of the great river with the “Sui” character flag.
“Yang Qingxi is really sick, stopping the ship here. This is completely disregarding the Governor’s Mansion and the Jiu Li Clan? In recent years, the Yang Clan and Sui Sect have truly seen themselves as the masters of Li Zhou, even more arrogant than our Earth Wolf King Army.” Shi Jiuzhai couldn’t help but curse.
The little fatty smiled and said, “Ninth Brother, Yang Qingxi has a Pure Immortal Body and is said to be stunningly beautiful. If she lets you sleep with her for one night, I guarantee you won’t curse her anymore.”
“Isn’t it more fun to curse while sleeping?” Shi Jiuzhai laughed.
“While beating?”
“Haha! You’re still so young, don’t learn bad habits from Liu Se and the others!”
Shi Jiuzhai laughed, his eyes narrowing. Far away, he saw a black-canopied wooden boat coming out of the city, heading towards the towering giant ship in the river center. The one rowing was a burly, bearded monk wearing a red kāṣāya.
“They’ve arrived! Let’s go too.”
Gray magic energy clouds appeared under Shi Jiuzhai’s feet, stepping on the river surface, each step covering several zhang.
The little fatty followed closely behind him.
Shi Jiuzhai and the little fatty leaped onto the towering giant ship, glanced at the noble figure standing on the bow deck, then went straight into the main hall.
Yang Qingxi’s face had no smile left, she snorted coldly, “Shi Jiuzhai, your Earth Wolf King Army can’t even handle a small matter well. Failing to seize the coffin and kill was one thing, but you even exposed your identity. This caused our plan to stir up contradictions between the Buddha Bandits and the Jiu Li Clan to fail at the last step. And you still have the face to come to Li Zhou?”
Yang Qingxi was naturally a participant in the plan.
Back then, her appearance at Yao Guan with Yang Yun was to wait for news and handle the aftermath.
Otherwise, how could they coincidentally encounter Li Ling?
The sin of exposing the Snow Wolf King Tooth was indeed not small, fortunately Shi Jiuzhai brought back news of the Immortal Law Star, which made up for it.
Shi Jiuzhai naturally wouldn’t mention this embarrassing matter in front of Yang Qingxi, he smiled nonchalantly, “This broken plan had problems to begin with. Don’t you see what the Jiu Li Clan has become now, all cowardly? Even if a month ago at Zangxian Town, all those coffin carriers of the Cang Li Tribe were slaughtered, they absolutely wouldn’t dare to go to war with Xu Fudu. Unless… the entire Cang Li Tribe is exterminated, perhaps that could ignite their bloodiness…”
“What’s the use of saying this now? It’s impossible to repeat the old trick. Your Earth Wolf King Army needs to give an explanation.” Yang Qingxi said.
Shi Jiuzhai sat beside Yang Qingxi, able to directly view the shimmering river surface and the intense fighting on the distant shore, saying, “Of course there’s an explanation, let me introduce a new friend who wants to join the game.”
Yang Qingxi sensed something, her gaze looking towards the opposite cabin wall. Through the window cracks, she could see several figures who had boarded the ship at some point, proceeding along the corridor towards the main door.
Her eyes completely turned cold, “How could you casually bring people here?”
The bearded monk in the red kāṣāya had already stepped to the door, his deep voice ringing out, “Your method of stirring up contradictions can only be considered low-level schemes and tricks. Do you really think everyone under heaven is a fool? To seize under heaven, in the end, it still comes down to real blades and guns. Li Zhou’s under heaven, Coffin Mountain also wants a share. Martial Uncle, please come inside!”
“No need, I’ll just stay outside here to blow some wind and get some fresh air.”
…
Li Weiyi fought his way all the way to the Sui River bank, his clothes already soaked in blood, some his own, but more from the enemy.
The most severe injury among them was from a long arrow shot by Murong Xiao grazing past his shoulder blade, his bone seeming dislocated, the pain unbearable. If not for wearing corpse clothes soft armor inside, it probably wouldn’t have just been a graze, but penetrated through.
He had just leaped up, wanting to throw himself into the Sui River.
“Splash!”
A metal whip nearly ten zhang long, like a swimming snake, flew out from a pitch-black unlit fishing boat, wrapping around his left leg. Then it pulled him, his body uncontrollably falling towards the fishing boat.
From the fishing boat, two figures holding fish forks rushed out.
Of course not fishermen.
They were gang leaders lurking at the Sui River dock, both seven springs martial cultivators, waiting here early to pick up scraps.
Li Weiyi exerted all his strength to control his body, one sword severing the metal whip wrapped around his leg. At the same time, his body flipped in the void, evading the two incoming fish forks.
“Swish!”
At this life and death moment, he slashed down with a sword in mid-air, like a true god splitting mountains and opening peaks.
“Grand Unity Opens the Sea” entered the realm of Heavenly Law Integration, severing the metal fish forks in the two men’s hands, and even chopping off one man’s arm. This sword directly scared the two on the boat out of their wits, stiffening in place.
Li Weiyi fell into the shallow water area under the boat, already feeling utterly exhausted.
Just as he stood up, a gust of wind roared from behind.
Yao Zheng Sheng wielded the thousand jin iron rod chopping down, his body like a silver-backed giant ape leaping in mid-air.
“Boom!”
This rod smashed the bow of the fishing boat to pieces, wood splinters flying, waves rolling.
Li Weiyi had just evaded it.
Also a top hundred martial artist, Lu Can who ranked higher than Yao Zheng Sheng, leaped up from the silver horned elk carriage, crossing several zhang distance, his fan-sized tiger claw slapping towards Li Weiyi’s head.
He was a tiger-like deformed humanoid race.
There were only so many types of ancient immortal giant beasts, and the categories of deformed humanoid races, due to regional factors, would show concentrated trends. For example, Li Zhou’s deformed humanoid races had high proportions of tiger-like and ape-like.
Lu Can’s “Subduing Demon Tiger Claw” had already been practiced to Heavenly Law Integration. Even at full strength, Li Weiyi couldn’t evade it.
No matter how unwilling, at this moment he could only clash head-on.
“Bang!”
Hard palm clash.
Li Weiyi spat out blood, flying backwards, crashing through the hull of the wooden boat behind him, his body almost embedded inside.
“Swish!”
Yang Yun, sitting in the silver horned elk carriage, seized the opportunity. The bright three-inch small knife in his hand flew out, penetrating past Li Weiyi’s neck, actually piercing through the entire seven or eight meter long wooden boat.
Its sharpness was truly astonishing.
This knife of his was originally aimed at Li Weiyi’s throat, but was evaded.
Blood continuously flowed from the right side of Li Weiyi’s neck, no time to care, his gaze deadlocked on Lu Can’s three-meter tall tiger-like body charging straight at him, the entire field of vision seemingly occupied.
“Splash!”
He yanked off the ghost flag draped over his body, spinning and waving it, immediately black nether mist rising.
Lu Can’s vision was obstructed, feeling the piercing cold air of the nether mist, sensing extreme danger in his heart. But at this moment leaping in mid-air, unable to advance or retreat, he could only grit his teeth and continue pressing down with one claw on the ghost flag.
Under the ghost flag, the Yellow Dragon Sword stabbed out like lightning.
No matter how strong his tiger claw defense, how could it block a magic tool?
The tiger claw was penetrated.
Lu Can grunted in pain, clenching his teeth, retreating awkwardly.
Li Weiyi endured injuries all over his body, leaped onto the wooden boat, raised his sword and rushed towards the deep water area of the Sui River beyond the boat group.
Shi Chuan Yu had already been waiting one step ahead, back to the Sui River, long beard fluttering, in a leisurely manner waiting at ease for the exhausted enemy, smiling, “Can jumping into the river save your life? If there’s a powerful mind master, even if you’re at the river bottom, they can still lock onto your approximate position.”
Li Weiyi stopped three zhang away opposite Shi Chuan Yu, feet on the roof of a fishing boat, gaze quickly scanning. He soon discovered Master Qi, the insect tamer hiding in a fishing boat.
Besides that, there were several other seven springs martial cultivators, holding weapons lurking in cabins at different positions.
Previously, the combat power Li Weiyi had erupted was too ferocious and sharp, consecutively killing seven springs martial cultivators, scaring them. They weren’t acting rashly now, waiting for a better opportunity.
Behind him, Yao Zheng Sheng and Lu Can approached from left and right.
Murong Xiao descended from the sky, retracting her black wings, landing on the top of a mast, with one last arrow left.
“Five Seas Pill, it’s mine.”
Yao Zheng Sheng strode forward, unleashing the Mountain Splitting Staff Technique at Heavenly Law Integration. The thousand jin iron rod turned like a divine pillar of a mountain peak, not giving Li Weiyi any space to evade.
Li Weiyi could only swing his sword to meet it head-on.
“Bang!”
Sword and rod clashed, immense force like mountains and seas surging forth.
Li Weiyi’s right hand couldn’t hold the Yellow Dragon Sword at all, the long sword shaken flying out of his hand, his body even more blasted several zhang by the magic energy force contained in the thousand jin iron rod, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood again.
With a “boom”, Li Weiyi crashed heavily down, smashing the roof of a fishing boat to pieces.
His body lay supine, pain as if all bones in his body were broken.
“Good!”
“Since you won’t show yourself, I can only rely on myself…”
Li Weiyi had been waiting for that so-called guardian wife to appear. Since she didn’t, he hesitated no longer.
No matter how dangerous, there was no other way now!
As several top hundred martial artists rushed over, Li Weiyi lying on the boat had eyes becoming extremely sharp. Like lightning, he took out the prepared broken spring needle, clamped between two fingers, stabbing into the Danzhong on his chest.
Then the five springs in his body surged together, magic power flowing towards the sixty veins, all pouring towards his chest.
Jar Master’s barbaric secret method—Combine Springs Break the Wall.
Unless absolutely necessary, Li Weiyi absolutely wouldn’t dare use this move, because Danzhong was the vital gate of the human body, even normally rushing the sixth spring was very dangerous.
Using both broken spring needle and Combine Springs Break the Wall was absolutely no different from courting death.
“Swish!”
“Swish!”
“Swish!”
Yao Zheng Sheng, Lu Can, and Shi Chuan Yu, the three top hundred martial artists rushed fastest, ahead of everyone behind, all pouncing towards the fishing boat to grab Li Weiyi’s head.
“Rumble!”
The next moment, silver light briefly illuminated the night sky.
The three top hundred martial artists who pounced over were struck by the three palm seals unleashed by Li Weiyi lying on the boat, sent flying backwards, like three scarecrows falling in three different directions.
One fell on a boat, one into the water, one crashing into and breaking a mast.
Yang Yun, who had just picked up the Yellow Dragon Sword, looked over in surprise.
Only to see.
Li Weiyi
