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Chapter 250: Shi Hao, Qingfeng, Shi Qi, and the Poisonous Lady's Scheme! (Part 1)
Chapter 250: Shi Hao, Qingfeng, Shi Qi, and the Poisonous Lady's Scheme! (Part 1)
If my guess is correct, the instigator of the Decade Cataclysm should be Han Feng.
She wants to rally the Hidden Soul Palace and the Bright Moon Sect, along with those Pill Seekers, to launch a joint attack on the Moon Embrace Sect.
Among them, the Pill Tower will likely go all out.
The Hidden Soul Palace and the Bright Moon Sect will send a portion of their forces.
But even so, this is already extremely terrifying.
Logically, this lineup, when seen as the Decade Cataclysm, makes perfect sense.
Lin Fan himself has always believed this to be the case.
However, the problem lies in...
The same issue as before.
Would that ‘mastermind’ be the kind who would set up a Decade Cataclysm and then, after resolving it early, arrange another one?
"..."
"You know, it's not impossible."
With nothing better to do, Lin Fan carefully pondered from start to finish.
"The possibility is quite high."
"Even logically, it makes complete sense."
"For example, the Hidden Soul Palace, having returned defeated and losing a few guardians, they definitely won't let it go."
"Revenge is certain, it's just a matter of time."
"However, I can't do anything about the Hidden Soul Palace in the short term."
"Really can't."
Lin Fan sighed.
The Hidden Soul Palace is too strong.
They openly have four Ninth Realm experts, and it's rumored that their palace master is even a Late Ninth Stage existence.
It's really hard to deal with.
"So, in the end, all I can do is prepare as much as possible in advance, just in case."
"Strength."
"It's all about strength."
"As long as I have enough strength, I can solve any problem."
"Who cares what kind of force or enemy, just one punch will do."
"So."
"My dear disciples, keep it up!"
...
Shi Clan, Second Ancestral Land.
The originally quiet night was suddenly pierced by the sound of breaking air.
The sleeping youth opened his eyes, a look of confusion in them.
The old servant beside him, however, had a drastically changed expression.
"Master, be careful!"
"Do not come out under any circumstances."
"Uncle Fu?"
The youth got out of bed, but his leg was limping.
"Is there any danger?"
"With this old servant here, young master need not worry," Uncle Fu forced a smile. "As long as I am here, no one will..."
Suddenly.
His voice abruptly halted.
His aged body burst with astonishing strength and speed, shoving the youth under the bed, then rushed out of the room and closed the door tightly.
"Who are you?"
"Do you know what you are doing?"
"Do you know who you are targeting?"
"Once my master and his lord return, will you have any chance of survival?"
Swish, swish, swish, swish...
Soon, the surrounding courtyard walls were filled with black-robed figures.
And their auras were no weaker than Uncle Fu's.
This made his face more solemn and desperate than ever before.
"Ha ha ha."
"The Divine Demon is indeed formidable, but the latest news is that he was injured while hunting a fierce beast, losing an arm and his fate is unknown..."
"As for your master and his wife, ha ha ha, if they were afraid of him, they wouldn't have acted back then."
Uncle Fu's face changed drastically.
He said with intense anger, "It's you, it's you, you beasts!"
"Why?"
"Why would you do this!"
"You have already done so much, making my young master a cripple, yet you still won't spare his life, planning to exterminate him entirely?"
"We intend to exterminate him entirely."
The leading black-robed figure chuckled, "My master said."
"If he doesn't die..."
"My master can't sleep."
"Don't delay."
Beside him, someone shouted, "Kill."
"Move!"
With a wave of the leader's hand.
Everyone immediately attacked, like hungry wolves pouncing on prey!
"Die!"
Uncle Fu was enraged, his eyes bloodshot, and he attacked continuously.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
He fought against overwhelming odds, displaying his own prowess, and in a short time, he severely injured and killed seven or eight black-robed figures.
But ultimately, he was outnumbered and the leader seized an opportunity to strike, inflicting a critical blow.
"Ah!"
Struck from behind, Uncle Fu instantly coughed up a large mouthful of blood, then turned to counterattack.
Thud!
The opponent was prepared, blocking Uncle Fu's punch and retreating.
"Si..."
"Sixth Stage?"
Uncle Fu's face changed.
"Ha ha ha."
"Good."
"To deal with an old man like me, you actually dispatch so many Fifth and Sixth Stage experts."
"Ha ha ha!"
He laughed bitterly, and his body suddenly burst with a large amount of blood energy.
"Burn essence blood?"
The leading black-robed figure frowned, "Surround and kill!"
He was unwilling to take risks.
Although Uncle Fu was old, he still had strength. At this moment, fighting to the death, he was like a last flicker of light. If he went all out, he might suffer damage.
It was safer to let his subordinates surround and kill him.
The battle became even more intense.
Uncle Fu fought left and right, killing another dozen black-robed figures, but he was ultimately at his limit.
Pfft!
A blade pierced the air.
Then it penetrated Uncle Fu from front to back.
His dantian shattered, and his cultivation rapidly dissipated...
Already old and further aged by burning essence blood and severe injuries, he now had white hair and appeared almost dead.
But the many black-robed figures did not stop.
They used various techniques and activated their magical treasures, attacking Uncle Fu relentlessly.
"Ha ha."
Uncle Fu laughed bitterly, murmuring, "In the end, I couldn't protect you, old man... I am powerless."
"Uncle Fu!"
The youth, who had been hiding behind the door and peeking through the crack, cried out in shock, unable to hold back any longer, and suddenly rushed out.
"Ha, you were in the house all along? My divine sense didn't detect you earlier, so it seems you were well-prepared. But now that you've shown yourself, you've saved us the trouble."
"Kill them all!"
He laughed and ruthlessly struck.
"You foolish child."
Uncle Fu sighed bitterly, using his last bit of strength to flip over and pin down the boy who had rushed towards him, shielding him with his own body.
Although he knew it was futile and couldn't possibly block the executioners' attacks, he still did it.
Without hesitation or a moment's doubt.
"What a touching display of master and servant affection," the leader sneered.
He found it laughable.
The executioner's blade drew near.
Uncle Fu's expression, however, became calm.
He whispered, "Child."
"In this world, it's better to be targeted and suffer than..."
"Perhaps..."
Boom! Uncle Fu's voice abruptly stopped.
Smoke and dust rose in billows.
The leader of the black-clad men waved his hand, "Let's go, report back and claim our reward!"
As soon as he spoke, he realized that his men's expressions were amiss.
"Something's wrong!"
"They're not dead!"
"Our attacks all missed!"
"What?!"
The leader's face changed, "How is that possible?"
"I saw you hit them, how could..."
At the same time, inside the house.
Uncle Fu was astonished.
Looking at the 'boy' who suddenly appeared before his eyes, standing so close, he recognized the familiarity in his brows and couldn't help but tremble, "You, who are you?!"
"..."
"Uncle Fu."
"You take care of your injuries first, don't worry about the rest."
The boy's face was cold, and he took out a pill. Uncle Fu took just one look at it and his entire body trembled.
"This...!"
The boy glanced at the limping boy who resembled him, and in the face of the other's astonished gaze, he revealed a hint of gentleness, "Take care of Uncle Fu for me."
"The rest..."
"Let's talk after I finish them off."
"Be careful."
Uncle Fu struggled to say, "They're very strong."
Although his dantian was damaged, his eyesight was still sharp, and he could tell that the boy had the aura of a skilled martial artist.
But so young...
Calling him a boy seemed almost an overstatement.
He should still be a child!
How could a child, practicing martial arts, have any chance against these cold-blooded assassins?
The boy nodded, "Don't worry."
"Leave it to me."
"To you?"
"Who are you?"
Boom! The door shattered.
The house was protected by an array, barely holding together, as the leader strode in, sneering, "He's on the brink of death, and you're talking about healing?"
"Don't waste your energy..."
"Revitalizing Pill??"
"Ninth Rank?!"
"He's using a Ninth Rank Revitalizing Pill on a mere servant?!"
The black-clad men were shocked, recognizing the pill's fragrance and the nine rings of light.
They had caught a glimpse of this pill before, and it was indeed the Ninth Rank Revitalizing Pill!
The Revitalizing Pill was only second to the Heaven-Mending Pill in healing, and a single Ninth Rank pill could easily summon an Eighth Realm expert!
Using such a pill on a random old servant?
Was he even worth it?
Selling him wouldn't even fetch a single fragment of a Ninth Rank Revitalizing Pill!
To give it to him...
What a waste!
Amidst their astonishment, greed welled up in the hearts of the black-clad men.
They didn't know where the boy had obtained the Ninth Rank Revitalizing Pill.
But they could tell that the boy's cultivation was far inferior to theirs.
If they killed him...
The pill would be theirs!
Moreover, if he was willing to use such a pill to save a servant, he must have other pills, perhaps even better ones!
Heh...
"I never expected such an unexpected gain."
"Kill them all!"
Consequences?
They didn't care!
As long as they completed their mission and returned to their clan, even if a Ninth Realm expert came after them, they wouldn't fear.
Did they think they had no backing?
They struck viciously, their moves lethal, aiming for the boy's heart.
"Be careful, young master!"
The limping boy cried out in alarm, alerting him.
"Leave it to me."
The boy nodded and turned around.
"You all deserve to die!"
Boom! Dense blood energy burst forth.
At that moment, blood mist erupted from the boy's body.
Within him, it was like a raging river, rumbling loudly, and his aura surged, reaching a pinnacle.
"Get out!"
The boy roared.
His voice was like a demon king's howl, instantly sweeping over the black-clad men, forcing them to retreat.
Then, he strode forward, blood mist trailing behind him, his overwhelming blood energy.
"What kind of technique is this?"
One of the black-clad men was stunned.
He prided himself on his extensive experience, but he had never witnessed such a scene.
Under the influence of the blood mist, even his own blood energy was affected, his heartbeat accelerating, causing palpitations.
"Who cares what technique it is?"
"Kill!"
Someone shouted.
They charged forward, only to retreat moments later.
The boy stood his ground, unmoving, and behind him, a strange phenomenon appeared.
A bright moon rose from the blood mist, hanging high in the sky.
In that instant, the boy finally took action.
Boom!
His voice was like thunder, each step a lightning strike, his movements ghostly as he weaved through the crowd.
Before long, numerous black-clad men were forced back, many screaming and coughing up blood.
Some suffered worse fates, their arms exploding, chests caving in, spewing blood and internal organs, clearly beyond saving.
"You?!"
The leader's face paled in shock.
"You brat, how dare you be so bold?"
"Die!"
At this moment, he didn't care about anything else and personally took action. The might of the Sixth Stage was overwhelming, and he wanted to suppress and easily kill the young man.
"It's just the pressure of the Sixth Stage..."
"How dare you suppress me?"
The young man roared.
The pressure of the Sixth Stage had no effect on him. Then, he took a big step forward and took the initiative to attack. His fist was like a giant hammer, capable of smashing everything.
Boom! At that moment, behind him, a phantom of a phoenix appeared, roaring into the sky.
It was just an instant.
The Sixth Stage man in black was shocked and stood there, stunned.
He wanted to suppress the young man with his pressure.
But he never expected that he would be shocked by the young man's Phoenix Technique instead. He couldn't move a muscle.
"Phoenix Technique, who... who are you?!"
He was shocked and horrified.
"Die!"
The young man didn't want to say more. With a punch, he blasted the man's dantian, and then used the Phoenix Technique to thoroughly wipe out his divine soul.
"That, that is..."
Before he died, because of the close distance, the leader finally saw the bright moon behind the young man.
It wasn't a blood-red moon.
It was clearly...
The moon ring!
At the same time, he was completely convinced.
This young man was not a martial cultivator but a cultivator! However, what he cultivated was not the 'Nine Realms' system that people were familiar with, but a path he had never seen or heard of before.
This was a...
Pervert!
In his final moments, he had an epiphany.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
After the young man killed him, he looked at the person who had never taken action, who seemed like a commander: "You die too!"
"I never thought you would actually survive."
"And you've found your own path."
This person knew he couldn't escape, so he didn't try to. However, the sound transmission jade talisman in his hand was enough to explain everything.
He...
Had sent out the message!
"You're a disaster."
"In the end, you're a disaster."
"But I believe you won't live long. This kind of disaster will naturally attract someone to come and kill you!"
He recognized the young man.
At the same time, he was certain that this was the real Shi Hao! That cripple was just an imposter.
But he never expected that so many people would be sacrificed just to kill an imposter.
He never imagined that the real Shi Hao not only survived but also found his own path. He even learned the invincible Phoenix Technique before the age of ten.
"However, you have exposed yourself."
"This trip is not in vain. We died with value."
Shi Hao didn't speak, his face darkening as he killed the man.
Then, he turned around and helped up Fu Bo and Qingfeng, who had already recovered. Tears filled their eyes: "Fu Bo, Qingfeng, you've suffered."
"I'm not suffering. It's just that Qingfeng..."
Fu Bo burst into tears, becoming incoherent: "Don't talk about this, don't talk about this!"
"Young Master, have you recovered? Have you even stepped onto the path of cultivation?"
"That's great. This is truly great!"
"To receive such wonderful news, even if I suddenly die, I will die without regrets and can smile in my grave."
"If Young Master's parents knew, they would surely be very happy too."
"I'm not suffering either!"
Qingfeng gritted his teeth and said, "If not for Young Master saving me, I would have frozen to death in that harsh winter."
"After that, he even sent me to the Second Ancestral Land. Perhaps, in your eyes, this place is harsh and I'm often bullied. But to me, this place is already extremely happy."
"Compared to my previous life, here I have fine clothing and food, Fu Bo's care day and night, and..."
"I know, I'm your substitute."
"Perhaps there's danger."
"But I willingly chose this."
"Initially, Young Master told me everything and let me choose. This is my choice!"
"Young Master saved me, gave me fine clothing and food, and provided the best living conditions. I should repay his kindness."
"Moreover, those people were too much!"
Qingfeng knew some things but not everything.
He knew he was replacing someone, and to stay safe, he had to act as useless as possible.
So, over the years, he never cultivated and remained a weak and frail cripple.
But he never expected that people would find him and try to exterminate him.
At this moment, Qingfeng was extremely angry.
He was angry for Shi Hao.
"It's over."
"It's all over."
Shi Hao smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry about it. I've returned, and everything will be rewritten."
"Qingfeng, from now on, you don't need to act like that. I'll give you better conditions, teach you cultivation, and let you step onto the path of immortality. Asking for immortality is not impossible."
"Fu Bo."
"You shouldn't talk nonsense. You still have a thousand years, ten thousand years to live. How can you suddenly die?"
It's over.
Fu Bo sighed helplessly.
Really... is it all over? The tree wants to be still, but the wind keeps blowing.
Even if you don't want revenge, those people won't let you grow.
Especially now that they know you've stepped onto the path of cultivation and have such exceptional talent...
How can it be over?
But Shi Hao didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't continue the conversation: "It's just that, how did Young Master come here?"
"I heard that Shi Village... disappeared?"
"It's a coincidence."
Shi Hao sighed lightly: "During this time, I've been cultivating. But as my cultivation increased, my mind would often show some extremely blurry scenes."
"I tried my best to discern and understand them."
"In the end, I still couldn't see everything clearly."
"But I saw you, Fu Bo."
"I saw your smile."
"I also saw a cold cellar."
"A pair of cold eyes."
"And..."
Shi Hao's expression turned cold: "A bloody short blade, right before my eyes."
"I don't know where these scenes come from. They are too blurry, yet I always feel that they are things that once happened to me. Therefore, I want to explore them."
"With Master's permission, after leaving the sect, I returned to Shi Village to learn the truth from Grandpa, the village chief.
(End of Chapter)
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