Chapter 25: Meeting Auntie Again (Seeking Readers)

Chapter 25: Meeting Auntie Again (Seeking Readers)



The Great Tail Venerable took the initiative, his entire body emitting a faint Buddhist light, and indeed, he had a few traces of Vajra's appearance.

The demonic creatures, who were ready to flee at any moment, were startled by this situation and shouted in unison, "Great Tail Brother, a true Buddha!"

"Nonsense!" Nie Yanian spat and immediately drew his sword from its sheath. With one hand on the hilt, he quickly rushed forward, "Spring Thunder Burst!"

As the words fell, there was a rumbling sound in front and behind him, as if spring thunder was bursting forth!

For a moment, as Nie Yanian rushed forward, spring thunder erupted, following his movements, giving a sense of the revival of all things and flourishing vitality.

The distance between the man and the wolf was no more than a hundred steps. The sound of spring thunder surged forward, and Nie Yanian, with his late start, arrived first, his speed even faster than that of the Great Tail Venerable.

Seeing that the two were less than ten steps apart, Nie Yanian's figure suddenly rose, both hands tightly gripping the sword hilt, and he slashed towards the Great Tail Venerable.

A huge thunderous roar erupted, startling the surrounding demonic creatures. The brave ones had already fled, while the cowardly ones were soiling themselves with fear, clearly unable to stand firmly.

At this moment, the long sword in Nie Yanian's hand had already collided with the Great Tail Venerable's Zen staff. A faint Buddhist light scattered, and Nie Yanian's body seemed to have a mirage-like aura, revealing a faint wonder—it was the spring thunder of mountains and rivers.

With one strike, the Great Tail Venerable's Zen staff was instantly broken into two pieces. He retreated more than ten steps before stopping, as if all the insights he had gained earlier were now useless.

Whether it was the seventh-rank Buddhist monk unable to match the seventh-rank warrior or Nie Yanian's inherent superior abilities, Meng Yuan was captivated by the sight, especially when Nie Yanian's sword moved like bursting thunder, causing a wondrous scene to appear around him, truly like the bursting of spring thunder."

"Your Six Supernatural Abilities are not well-learned. It's better to go back and recite the sutras for two more years." After dispersing the Great Tail Venerable's momentum with one move, Nie Yanian showed no signs of slowing down. He pressed on, and with each swing of his sword, thunder roared, the sound of thunder becoming increasingly dense.

The peach trees around them were swept by the sword wind, all broken and shattered, and then further agitated by the spring thunder, with broken branches and wood flying everywhere.

The Great Tail Venerable's Zen staff was broken into two pieces, and at this moment, he held one piece in each hand, his eyes sunken, breathing heavily, and desperately blocking the attacks, "Amitabha, this is a tricky situation! The wind is tight and howling!"

A high-ranking Buddhist monk was using the jargon of the underworld, truly absurd! And it was funny how he was so full of momentum just a moment ago, but immediately became cowardly after facing a single move.

The Wolf One and Wolf Two had already sensed something amiss. After hearing the Great Tail Venerable's words, they immediately split up, one going left and the other right, fleeing deep into the peach forest.

"Don't let them get away!" Nie Yanian shouted.

Meng Yuan had already chased after Wolf One, and Ren Debiao also reacted, quickly pursuing Wolf Two.

The Great Tail Venerable wanted to block them, but he was entangled by Nie Yanian's Spring Thunder Burst, leaving him only able to defend himself!

"Do you think I have no supernatural powers?" The Great Tail Venerable's beard and hair stood on end, and he was so angry that he shouted, "Unmoving Vajra Seal! Out!"

The leper's head emitted Buddhist light, and he held the broken pieces of the Zen staff in both hands, shouting madly, "Unmoving Vajra Seal! Out!"

At this moment, Meng Yuan had already rushed forward without looking back. He held a long sword and weaved through the peach forest, chasing after Wolf One.

The remaining demonic creatures had also regained their senses. Seeing Meng Yuan approaching with a drawn sword, they knew he was not here to pursue them, but they were still terrified and quickly fled, all chasing after Wolf One.

In an instant, there was chaos, with chickens flying and dogs jumping everywhere.

Wolf One, being a wolf demon, had very agile legs. He ran wildly into the depths of the peach forest, with Meng Yuan chasing closely behind. After following him for a few hundred steps, Meng Yuan heard a crisp voice amidst the chaotic mess.

"What's happening? What's happening?"

"Why are you running? Auntie Niu, please save me! There's thunder, and I want to go home and collect my clothes!"

"Auntie Pig, help me! I've picked lice for you! Auntie Pig, don't go! We played with mud together!"

"Brother Chicken! Brother Chicken! Our two years of friendship, you... Hey, what are you doing? Fly slower, you almost pulled me into your mouth!"

"Wolf One, Wolf One, I'm sorry! Please let me go home quickly!"

This voice was very familiar, like Auntie's.

Meng Yuan rushed forward a hundred steps and saw a yellow mongoose hanging from a peach branch.

The yellow mongoose had brown skin and a white belly, with its four short legs tied together, hanging upside down from the peach tree, swinging back and forth. It was clearly Auntie, but her little bundle was nowhere to be seen.

Some passing demonic creatures ignored her pleas, focusing on their escape.

Meng Yuan had no time to pay attention, swiftly moved past.

"Who's that running past?" The little yellow mongoose was stunned, looking up at the sky with a sense of loss as the sound of spring thunder rumbled in the distance, and all the demonic creatures had finished fleeing. She muttered, "Come, kind person, save me. Come, kind person, save me."

At this moment, Meng Yuan exerted himself and rushed forward, while Wolf One, slightly slower, was familiar with the terrain and kept changing directions in the peach grove.

If it weren't for the peach trees, which had not yet sprouted lush green leaves in the early spring, Meng Yuan would have almost lost track of Wolf One.

The weather in the mountains is fickle, and the already gloomy sky began to drizzle, causing the peach grove to fill with mist and a hazy atmosphere.

Meng Yuan gritted his teeth and pursued for a while, when Wolf One slipped on the wet ground and fell on his buttocks.

Meng Yuan seized the opportunity to move forward, and the distance between them was now only a dozen steps.

"Chase, chase, chase! Are you going to chase me forever? Do you think I'm a vegetarian?" Wolf One stood up, drawing a long-handled saber.

Meng Yuan held a long knife, panting heavily, without saying a word.

Wolf One was tall, nearly a zhang in height, and suddenly roared as he raised the saber and slashed at Meng Yuan with considerable momentum.

Meng Yuan neither dodged nor retreated, meeting the saber with his own.

As the two blades clashed, Meng Yuan instantly felt that Wolf One's strength was superior to his own, and his saber techniques were well-executed, far surpassing those of the black and white sheep.

Meng Yuan's arm was slightly numb from the impact, but he had no time to relax. He quickly adjusted his saber stance and engaged Wolf One in close combat.

The peach trees were dense, and both parties wielded long knives, often accidentally hitting the tree branches as they swung their weapons.

Unlike Nie Yanian, whose saber strikes could easily cut through peach trees, Meng Yuan and Wolf One's attacks were often blocked by the trees, deflecting their knives.

Moreover, the spring rain pattered, making the ground slippery. After a desperate chase and an all-out battle, both the wolf and Meng Yuan were greatly exhausted.

Meng Yuan calmed down and no longer sought a quick victory. Instead, he focused on defense, attacking only sparingly, aiming to wear down Wolf One's stamina.

After fighting for no more than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Wolf One's saber swings slowed significantly.

Although Meng Yuan was on the defensive, it was still challenging. The combination of the initial chase and the intense battle had consumed a considerable amount of his energy, causing him to breathe heavily.

However, Wolf One's momentum was declining. Meng Yuan seized the opportunity to advance and launch an offensive.

In an instant, the Gale Blade Technique was unleashed, forcing Wolf One into a defensive position. But as he slipped, a slash had already been inflicted on his shoulder.

Although the wound was small, it was still a successful strike. Meng Yuan, determined to finish the fight, attacked with the ferocity of a storm.

"Damn it, who doesn't know how to fight to the death?" Wolf One howled, slashing horizontally with all his might, forcing Meng Yuan to retreat. He then struck vertically, driving Meng Yuan back repeatedly.

Meng Yuan knew he couldn't continue the pursuit any further, as entering deeper into the mountains could lead to unforeseen changes. He had to capture Wolf One as soon as possible.

With a sudden thought, Meng Yuan roared and threw his long knife at Wolf One.

The knife missed, and Wolf One dodged it. Seeing that his pursuer had lost his weapon, he turned back to look, only to find that the young man had not paused.

In the brief moment that Wolf One hesitated, the young man had already closed the distance and was now bare-handed.

"Die!" Wolf One roared, turning around and slashing diagonally.

Meng Yuan had been waiting for this moment. As Wolf One raised his knife, Meng Yuan suddenly lunged forward, reaching Wolf One's chest. With both hands gripping Wolf One's saber hand, he twisted his body and executed a shoulder throw, sending the tall Wolf One tumbling to the ground.

This strike was not fatal, but it had disarmed Wolf One.

Before Wolf One could get up, he scrambled forward on all fours.

Meng Yuan, determined to finish the fight, leaped and pounced on Wolf One's waist.

The wolf's waist was its weak point, and Meng Yuan pressed down with all his might, forcing Wolf One to the ground.

Meng Yuan was relentless, his mind focused solely on the task at hand. He punched Wolf One's head relentlessly, one punch after another.

He didn't know how many punches he had thrown, but he felt the spring rain intensifying, and the bloody smell mixed with the earthy fragrance was particularly unpleasant.

Wolf One lay there, lifeless. His skull was shattered, and blood, both red and white, flowed profusely.

Meng Yuan punched for a while longer, but he soon realized that he was running out of strength and stopped.

Breathing heavily, he raised his head and suddenly noticed over a dozen gray wolves ahead, observing them cautiously, as if they wanted to approach but were hesitant.

These were Wolf One's reinforcements, ordinary mountain wolves, not even demonic creatures.

Unfortunately, they were just a step too late.

"Scram!" Meng Yuan stood up, picked up the long knife on the ground, and shouted at the wolf pack.

Indeed, the wolves hesitated for a moment and then slowly dispersed.

Meng Yuan stood his ground with the knife, breathing heavily. He noticed his torn and dirty clothes, and the blood had already soaked through his inner garment, making him so angry that he kicked Wolf One a few more times.

(End of Chapter)

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