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Chapter 53: The Bait's Self-Salvation, the Mantis Preying on the Cicada
Chapter 53: The Bait's Self-Salvation, the Mantis Preying on the Cicada
The howling wind roared as the slanted rain poured down from the sky with a crashing sound.
It swept across the mortal realm!
The entire Golden Radiance Pavilion seemed shrouded in a curtain of rain, releasing countless hazy mists as the raindrops struck.
The suspended pavilion, with its billowing curtains, danced wildly in the raging storm, twisting and swirling like a group of dragons.
Si Mu Bai's face was pale, his expression one of sorrow, like a wronged young lady, ready to cry at the slightest touch.
He entered the suspended pavilion he had booked in advance.
As one of the three young masters of Thunderbolt City, he had never needed to make reservations before. But ever since he was severely injured by a mysterious cultivator, his divinity weakened, and the news of his grandfather's severe injury and near-shattered divine foundation spread...
Now, he had to make reservations even when visiting the Golden Radiance Pavilion.
The charcoal stove boiled hot water, rolling it up and down, and he added the finest spring tea to the pot. The dried tea leaves instantly unfurled, blooming like a flower with a vibrant green hue.
The rich tea aroma mingled with the wind and steam, filling the air.
Si Mu Bai's eyes were sunken, even a bit ferocious. Guo Zhan was dead... He had suffered a severe injury, his divinity shattered, and he had fallen from the realm of 'River of Cultivation'.
This filled Si Mu Bai with both anger and sorrow...
But this wasn't the most distressing part. Just as the saying goes, 'when the roof leaks, it rains all night', his grandfather, Elder Si, had pursued the culprit to the strange temple in the outer city and suffered a severe injury. His divine foundation was nearly shattered, leaving him almost crippled.
If he never used his divine foundation again in this life, he might survive for a few more years, and his reputation would still shake Thunderbolt City. But if he dared to use it, death was certain.
Worst of all, the news of Elder Si's damaged divine foundation had spread throughout Thunderbolt City.
The Yang, Xu, and An families, as well as the government officials, all had their eyes on the Si family, who were about to lose the support of Elder Si. They were like vultures eyeing a piece of fragrant, juicy fat.
"The divinity cultivator who attacked me, the Quaternary Rank Prince of Furious Wrath, couldn't have come from Thunderbolt City. He must be from the Divine Sect."
"Calculating the days, the Divine Sect should send someone to recruit divine children soon. But with the changes in the Spirit Infants Sect and the strange temple, the Divine Sect must have noticed something and sent someone early, which is understandable."
"Thunderbolt City is just a small city. My cultivated Wrathful Crying to Repel Ghosts is already the best divine technique in Thunderbolt City, but it's only at the Nine Heavenly Bodies Level, far inferior to the Four Guardians... It's just too much of a difference, too much..."
Si Mu Bai clenched his fists, his eyes filled with tears despite his anger.
In the past, he had forced Zhao Chuanxiong to be the bait to lure the Bull Fiend.
But now, it seemed like karma had come full circle, and he was forced to be the bait himself...
At this moment, Si Mu Bai somewhat understood Zhao Chuanxiong's feelings.
Being the bait meant risking being devoured at any moment.
It truly tested one's mental state and courage to hang one's life on a hook, teetering between life and death.
Si Mu Bai forced himself to calm down, but the exquisite tea poured by the top courtesan betrayed his emotions as his fingers trembled uncontrollably.
The curtains rose and fell...
They rose and fell again.
But when they rose once more, Si Mu Bai saw figures wearing masks appearing around the Golden Radiance Pavilion, as if out of thin air. Powerful divine energy burst forth from their bodies.
There was a flowing sword light that stirred one's thoughts, a furious wrath like that of a Buddha, and a terrifying presence like an adorned Vajra.
They wore various masks—tigers, leopards, goats...
Perhaps it was because of the cute bull mask worn by the Bull Fiend that those who committed crimes in Thunderbolt City now wore masks.
Si Mu Bai looked at these people, his hands no longer shaking, with a half-smile, half-cry expression.
"Xu He Li, Rainwhisper, Yang Kaihe... Don't think you can hide your identities by wearing masks."
"Your divine energies are so distinct that even if you turned to ash, I'd still recognize you. Wearing masks is just self-deception."
"If you dare to invade my Si family, why not do it openly?"
Si Mu Bai said coldly.
However, no one answered him, and only his voice echoed in the world.
Si Mu Bai's eyes flashed with a sharp glare, and in the next moment, nine palm-sized Wrathful Spirit Babe wooden carvings fell from his hands and floated in the air.
"Since you've come... you'll all die!"
At that moment, Si Mu Bai's white robe fluttered as he quickly leaned forward and crashed into the rain, his divinity erupting. He used a divine secret technique, and his entire body seemed to merge with a tear on his cheek, blending into the raindrops.
He swiftly escaped outside the Golden Radiance Pavilion!
At this moment, Si Mu Bai had only one thought—to flee!
The bait must also save itself!
Let the two pulse-connected warriors and the nine spirit infant demons hold them back.
He only needed to escape with his life, and the Si family would be finished.
As long as he carried the fragments of Elder Sir Si's Divine Foundation, escaped the Inner City, and met up with the Spirit Infants Sect as planned, the Si family would have a chance to rise again.
He could live!
...
...
The Golden Radiance Pavilion was in chaos.
Powerful divine energy overflowed from within, and four enormous disc-like shadows, as vast as millstones, appeared in the sky.
The rain seemed to freeze, unable to fall a single drop.
It was as if four divine beings were battling high above, their disc-like forms like suns in the sky, dispelling the night and filling people's minds with intense brightness.
The commoners inside the Golden Radiance Pavilion were all affected, their emotions manipulated, rising and falling violently. Some cried, some laughed, some raged... They were tormented, unable to control themselves, like devout believers, their seven emotions manipulated.
After the intense emotional turmoil, blood poured from their noses and mouths, and they fainted.
If they were unlucky, they died on the spot.
The battle between Divine Foundation Cultivators affected the commoners, who suffered as a result.
Raindrops the size of soybeans fell on the bluestone road, creating an endless "patter" sound.
The chaos in the Golden Radiance Pavilion continued for an unknown duration, just like this sudden thunderstorm, accompanied by roaring thunder and relentless rain, showing no signs of stopping, but only intensifying.
Li Che hid in a dark alley, wearing a conical hat, letting the rain wash over him.
He stared intently at the Golden Radiance Pavilion, observing the battle of the Divine Foundation Cultivators from afar, feeling slightly heavy-hearted.
Divine Foundation Cultivators were truly powerful, their manipulation of divinity utterly overwhelming to those below them. Once they achieved the Divine Foundation, their status in a city became supreme, capable of forging a family's destiny.
Divine Foundation Cultivators controlled the divine particles between heaven and earth, their power far exceeding imagination. Every move they made carried immeasurable might.
Even a Blood Exchange Warrior, to put it in a more vivid description, would be like an ant.
In such a battle, Li Che chose not to enter the Golden Radiance Pavilion but instead hid outside, observing the situation.
The position he chose to hide was on the road leading from the Inner City to the Outer City. If Si Mu Bai managed to escape alive, this road would be his only route.
If Si Mu Bai survived, he must leave the city from here...
Li Che could observe the situation and choose when to make his move.
Suddenly, the Pure Heart in Li Che's chest began to beat vigorously, sensing the intense divine energy sweeping through the world, carrying cries of sorrow.
The Wrathful Cry Ghost Suppress divinity!
Li Che narrowed his eyes, his life energy becoming increasingly restrained, but his eyes shone like lightning, observing keenly, his heart filled with suspicion...
Soon, he noticed a small water bubble on the ground, gathering extremely intense Wrathful Cry Ghost Suppress divinity, moving at an incredibly fast speed, surging along the long street like a wave!
If not for the Pure Heart Dao Fruit's sensitivity and capture of divine energy, Li Che wouldn't have been able to detect it with his own martial arts cultivation...
Someone had escaped!
Escaping by merging with the water and fleeing... Such an unusual method could only belong to a Divinity Cultivator.
Who was it?
At this critical moment, someone needed to escape, carrying such intense Wrathful Cry Ghost Suppress divinity...
It must be Si Mu Bai!
Was it him?
Regardless of whether it was him or not... At this critical moment, someone needed to escape, and Li Che wouldn't let them go!
Better to kill the wrong person than let them escape!
Li Che felt the world quiet down, the Dragon Elephant Vajra in his chest thumping like exploding drums. Having cultivated the Six Movements Blood Exchange Method to perfection, his life energy boiled and surged.
In an instant!
Li Che's concealed breath and bone-hiding energy instantly tore apart, his black hair dancing wildly, his thin body suddenly swelling, stretching taller. Nine thick tendons trembled like raging dragon snakes, his entire body resonating with the sound of tiger roars.
The elastic suit expanded, every inch of his exposed skin glowing, revealing the dark blue veins beneath his skin. His eyes blazed like two fiery suns.
Like an enraged deity!
The second shackle unlocked! Wrathful Eye Bodhimanda!
Sizzle...
The pouring rain instantly evaporated in the scorching life energy.
Li Che took out the Cute Bull Mask, covering his face.
His aura instantly became like a reclining deity, soaring into the sky.
Then, he took a heavy step, lifting his foot high. The thick layer of water on the bluestone slabs was silent at first, but as Li Che rushed out, the water was suddenly lifted, rising nine feet high.
The thunder roared in the dark clouds.
As the thunder faded...
Li Che appeared in the thick water on the long street, like a swimming fish with a bundle of intense divine energy above him.
His tall, robust body, two meters and two centimeters, crashed through the wind and rain. Under the Cute Bull Mask, his eyes were cold and merciless, his raised foot ferocious, his body filled with raging life energy and inner strength.
He took a heavy step!
(End of Chapter)
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