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Chapter 252: Zhang Yu's Foundation Establishment
“Bad news!” Chi He suddenly leapt sideways with a startled cry.
At the same instant, a blade of light surged from the shadows beside him—like a bolt of heavenly thunder, slicing through the air toward the hastily evading Chi He.
As he glimpsed the figure within the lightning, Chi He’s eyes nearly burst with fury: “Bai Zhenzhen!”
“That madwoman! She doesn’t run away… she ambushes me instead?!”
Having decided to strike, Bai Zhenzhen refused to let go of any advantage.
“The enemy knows we’re buying Celestial Spirit Roots, so they’ll be watching Express Delivery. That means the delivery address is where the fight will happen.”
“Which means—I choose the battlefield. I can set up an ambush in advance.”
After waiting patiently outside the factory for a long time, Bai Zhenzhen had spotted Chi He’s arrival and immediately marked him as her first target.
“Wang Yin’s lackey—this time, he’s leading the hunt.”
“Kill him first. It’ll throw their ranks into chaos.”
With the Hanpo Ice Heart Scripture, she amplified her physical vitality in this desperate moment, sharpening her muscles and nerves to react faster than ever.
Using Zhen Linggen to gather all her body’s strength, she channeled it into a single, devastating strike.
With the residual Electric Field from Lei Xing Jiutian Step, she accelerated her speed to the limit.
And with Lei Shen Pilie Jue, she unleashed every ounce of thunderous Martial Energy in one lightning-fast slash.
Since the Foundation Establishment Exam, Bai Zhenzhen’s raw strength hadn’t increased—but her cultivation of techniques, her deep analysis, and her endless practice of swordsmanship had given her a profound understanding of her own martial path, especially that one transcendent sword strike from the exam that had shattered sound itself.
Now, in a sudden burst, she delivered a world-shattering blow—piercing Chi He’s chest in an instant, tearing a massive hole through his torso.
Boom!
The thunderous strike instantly drew the attention of every other expert present.
Facing their stunned, shocked, furious, or fearful gazes, Bai Zhenzhen roared: “Inspection Team on duty! Who wants to die? Meet the same fate as him!”
She kicked the half-dead Chi He hard into the air, then added coldly: “A reminder—right now, killing you isn’t illegal. If you dare attack me, you’ll lose everything.”
As she spoke, she activated the last remnants of the Electric Field from Lei Xing Jiutian Step, rocketing backward in a blur of lightning.
At the same time, her Breathing Technique merged with Zhen Linggen, rapidly reclaiming Spirit Energy and restoring her Martial Energy.
After nine months of cultivation, Bai Zhenzhen could now maintain a faint trace of Martial Energy after unleashing Lei Shen Pilie Jue—combined with Zhen Linggen’s Spirit Energy cultivation, she no longer faced the deadly gap of total depletion.
Especially with Zhen Linggen’s aid, every extra moment of breathing meant more Martial Energy returned, more strength to fight.
And under the shock of her sudden killing blow and fierce declaration, the other cultivators were momentarily paralyzed—watching in silence as she retreated.
Then, a surge of Divine Power descended from the sky, pouring into Chi He’s body.
The man, already on the brink of death, began to regenerate at a visible pace.
Someone gasped: “It’s a Healing Department Surgery Spell!”
At that moment, every phone in the area rang simultaneously—then automatically connected.
Wang Yin’s voice rang out clearly from all devices:
“I’m casting the spell remotely. You don’t need to fear death.”
“As for losing everything… whatever losses you suffer in this battle, I’ll pay double.”
“And as for rewards afterward—my subordinates never go unrewarded.”
Hearing Wang Yin’s words, the crowd instantly rallied.
They remembered Wang Zong’s generosity and boldness. One speech, and their spirits soared.
Ye Manti was the first to charge after Bai Zhenzhen.
“Catch her!”
Bai Zhenzhen’s heart sank.
Especially seeing Chi He—whom she’d barely managed to wound by exhausting her Martial Energy—now regenerating right before her eyes.
She cursed inwardly: “Damn rich bastards.”
“This just got a lot harder.”
But she also secretly breathed a sigh of relief—thankful for her Inspection Team cover, and Deng Bingding’s warning that the Zheng Shen would not directly intervene.
Otherwise, Wang Yin would’ve already cast a spell straight at her.
“Hmph.”
Seeing the pack of hunters now charging like rabid dogs, Bai Zhenzhen turned and vanished into a streak of lightning.
“Come on, then.”
“Let’s see how many times you can die at my hands.”
…
While Luzhou Group’s elite were distracted by Bai Zhenzhen’s chaotic retreat, Zhang Yu stepped slowly out from a high-rise shopping mall.
Holding the box in his arms, he exhaled softly.
Inside this box—was the Celestial Spirit Root he’d just purchased.
The Express Delivery used to lure the enemy? A fake, a cash-on-delivery trap, nothing more.
Arriving at the pre-prepared sewer depth, Zhang Yu opened the box.
He knew: from this moment, until he completed his Foundation Establishment, he could not move.
Silently, he thought: “A Zhen… hold on.”
“I’ll come for you as soon as I’m done.”
Zhang Yu took a deep breath—then swallowed the Celestial Spirit Root whole.
He began the fusion process, merging the spirit root into his body, pushing toward Foundation Establishment.
…
Zipping through the air, the sound of pursuit echoed through the alleyways.
More than a dozen figures chased each other through the maze of old factory ruins—barricades, narrow alleys, collapsed buildings, and underground tunnels.
Bai Zhenzhen had deliberately chosen this chaotic battlefield.
As the hunters pursued her, their speeds varied, and the terrain fragmented them quickly.
Now, Ye Manti—fastest and closest—was only fifteen meters behind.
The farthest hunter was over a hundred meters back.
When Bai Zhenzhen suddenly stopped, spun around, and drew her sword, she faced only Ye Manti.
Ye Manti realized instantly—though she was still surrounded by many, the only one who could help him now was himself.
Boom!
With a roar, Ye Manti’s muscles bulged like iron, his fists hammering forward like siege weapons.
“Stay here!”
He believed that if he could hold her for just a few breaths, the others would arrive.
Even if he couldn’t win, could he not survive a few breaths?
But in horror, he saw Bai Zhenzhen do nothing—no block, no dodge, no defense.
She simply raised her head and charged straight toward his iron palms.
Ye Manti knew she wasn’t a body-hardening master, nor had she trained Iron Head Skill. One solid strike would shatter her skull.
“Damn it!”
He remembered Wang Yin and Chi He’s repeated warnings: “Do not kill Bai Zhenzhen!”
Wang Yin: “Even if you’re severely injured, don’t kill her!”
“A living person vs. a dead one—fresh or frozen—makes all the difference in value!”
Ye Manti roared, wrenching his hands back with all his might.
But he’d just unleashed full power—now he had to stop abruptly.
The strain tore through his body. His muscles felt like they were being torn apart, and his Martial Energy surged chaotically inside him.
Yet Bai Zhenzhen seemed to expect this.
A flicker of lightning danced from her fingertip—she leapt over Ye Manti’s frozen form.
Crack!
A flash of blood and light—his hands, feet, eyes, even his dantian—were all slashed open by the sword’s edge.
Ye Manti collapsed to the ground, staring helplessly as Bai Zhenzhen vanished into the distance.
“This woman… she’s insane. Doesn’t she fear I didn’t hold back?” he thought, trembling. “She’s playing with death.”
Bai Zhenzhen glanced at the Healing Spell now restoring Ye Manti—watching as his wounds sealed.
She sighed inwardly: “Of course… with this remote healing ability, not killing is actually the smartest move.”
“I could have killed him just now.”
“But if I do… under life-or-death pressure, even Wang Yin’s control might not stop them from going all out against me.”
She turned sharply, avoiding the approaching Chi He—now circling back from the front.
Feeling the state of her Martial Energy, she dodged to the side.
Then, using the complex terrain, she fought her way backward—leaving behind Electric Fields to accelerate, launching sudden bursts to break the encirclement, gathering her strength for the next strike.
She unleashed the 15th move of Wan Jian Wu Zhong Jue—breaking the sound barrier.
For over forty minutes, she dodged, struck, and fled.
But the net was closing tighter.
Her room to maneuver was vanishing.
Just as the hunters prepared to corner her, she slashed through a sewer lid and leapt into the darkness below.
“My stamina, Martial Energy, and space to move—nearly gone.” she thought.
“Based on the escape route I left behind… I’ll retreat for now.”
But as Chi He and Ye Manti glared in fury, a figure suddenly shot out from the sewer.
It was Zhou Yang from the Zhou Family.
Disguised, his identity hidden—even the title of Purple Gold Merit Lord was concealed.
A low command escaped his lips.
An endless wave of freezing aura engulfed Bai Zhenzhen.
The cold was so intense, her blood felt like it would freeze solid.
Bai Zhenzhen stared in disbelief: “Who the hell is this guy? When did he get here?”
Zhou Yang had begun acting the moment he learned Luzhou Group was hunting Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen.
On one hand, he wanted to test if he could capture them.
On the other, with the Zhou Family’s decline, he sought to curry favor with Wang Yin—securing his own future.
He’d gathered intelligence, tracked Chi He’s team, and waited—until now, the perfect moment arrived.
With the full power of Shuangtian Freezing Aura Field, Zhou Yang slammed his palm forward.
Boom!
Bai Zhenzhen barely blocked in time.
Her body temperature plummeted instantly—frost bloomed across her arms and face.
She crashed into the wall, coughing up a mouthful of blood—icy, steaming.
She tried to retreat—but Zhou Yang’s palm had already settled on her shoulder.
Cold seeped into her body, freezing her limbs, paralyzing her completely.
Chi He and the others closed in.
They looked at the disguised Zhou Yang, then at the frozen Bai Zhenzhen.
Chi He narrowed his eyes. “Who are you?”
Zhou Yang nodded politely. “Just a small man eager to serve Wang Zong.”
Chi He sneered. “Hand her over to us.”
“I’ll take you to Wang Zong soon.”
Zhou Yang’s heart leapt. He was about to hand her over—when the air around them suddenly filled with thick white fog.
The factory, the alleys, the buildings—all vanished, swallowed by a swirling white mist.
The entire site seemed to vanish into another realm.
From within the fog, Zhang Yu’s voice came, cold and clear:
“Clown… let go of your dog’s claws.”
(End of Chapter)
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