Martial Dao Innate, Not to Be Underestimated!

Under the cover of night, wind and snow howled, lashing against the window.

A wisp of gentle breeze slipped through the crack in the door, entering the room. Lin Chang'an, resting on the bed, curled his lips, appearing to sleep even more soundly.

Outside, amidst the howling wind and snow, two figures crouched on the rooftop, cloaked in white, their gazes fixed intently on the house.

"Third Brother, this Soul-Confusing Incense has been colorless and odorless for half an hour. This brat should be sleeping like a log by now."

On the rooftop, one figure, still holding a nearly burnt-out incense stick, had a flushed face. With extreme care, he cast the Clear Wind Technique, blowing a gentle breeze. Carried by the blizzard, it successfully passed through the door crack and entered the room.

Finally finishing blowing out the incense, the man let out a long sigh of relief. He turned and glared fiercely at the other person, "Didn't you see I hadn't finished blowing yet? You're doing it next time."

"Heh heh, Third Brother, isn't blowing your specialty?"

The other cultivator said with a fawning smile. Both were masked, revealing only their eyes.

"Heh heh, this kid is a fat sheep. Elder Lu's disciple, and an alchemist at that."

"Hmph, Elder Lu is too unfair, actually taking a pig like this as a disciple."

Their conversation clearly indicated they were from within the sect; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to approach so easily without being discovered.

"Let's go down. With my Soul-Confusing Incense, let alone a mid Qi Refining cultivator, even a late Qi Condensation cultivator would feel drowsy if they accidentally fell victim to it."

As the two white figures descended from the rooftop and landed on the snow, their faint silhouettes flickered forward again. The traces they left behind were instantly covered by the wind and snow.

The moment the two figures landed in front of the house, they shed their white cloaks, revealing black night-crawling suits. It was evident they were seasoned professionals.

Stealth Technique

As the two cast their spells, their dark figures gradually merged with their surroundings. Only upon close inspection could these two figures be seen.

One had to admire their extensive experience. While lying on the rooftop, to avoid wasting mana, they had perfectly concealed their forms using the white cloaks.

"I'll do it."

The two communicated via sound transmission spell. One calmly scanned the surroundings while the other approached the door. Extending his palm, he cast the Object Manipulation Technique. Inside the house, the door bolt was clearly seen slowly moving silently.

The wooden door creaked open slowly, without making a sound. Simultaneously, as the door opened, the cold wind carrying snow and ice did not enter the room, thanks to the mana shields the two had cast.

The two entered one after another. The figure behind carefully controlled the mana shield, employing it in such a manner. One had to admit that specialization led to expertise; it showed their extensive experience. They hadn't relaxed their vigilance even at this moment.

"Be careful, just grab the storage bag and leave."

The two weren't foolish. They were after wealth, not their lives.

"Got it!"

In the dimly lit room, observing the sleeping figure on the bed, joy flickered in their eyes. The quilt was lifted, revealing a storage bag at the waist. One of them carefully cast the Object Manipulation Technique.

The storage bag trembled slightly, and the pupils of the two contracted. Behind the storage bag, a Fireball Talisman was affixed, connected to the clothes by a transparent thread. Had they been careless, this talisman would have activated.

"Damn it, this kid is cunning."

"Shut up. How could anyone survive in this place without a bit of cunning?"

The two communicated via sound transmission spell. With great caution, one controlled the storage bag with the Object Manipulation Technique, while the other carefully lowered his head, preparing to cut the thread. Suddenly, an unexpected event occurred.

"Watch out!"

A cold glint emerged from the wardrobe. Too close, the two hurriedly circulated their mana, and mana shields appeared around their bodies.

Clang~

The hastily erected shields were still too weak. The long sword pierced directly through one person's shield. This person, quick as lightning, drew out a magic item long sword to block.

"Not good!"

The moment they clashed, the thread connecting the storage bag to the clothes pulled taut, instantly igniting the Fireball Talisman. Before their eyes, a ball of fire exploded.

Boom!

A sea of fire instantly engulfed the head of the bed and the figures of the two. Meanwhile, Lin Chang'an on the bed transformed into a pillow amidst the flames, and an Illusionary Body Talisman was incinerated.

The person on the bed had been a fake from the very beginning.

"Let's go!"

Two figures rushed out of the sea of fire in panic. Although the power of the fireball explosion was immense, both were mid Qi Refining cultivators. Relying on their mana shields, they emerged unscathed.

"Hmph! Who gave you the guts!"

A cold snort echoed. As the door swung open, the fiery interior of the house illuminated the figure standing in the wind and snow outside. Those eyes were filled with indifference, and the two were instantly stunned into a daze.

"Elder! Elder Lu!"

The figure who appeared was none other than Elder Lu. However, the moment the two were lost in shock, Elder Lu raised his head, and two fireballs shot out.

"No! It's fake!"

Seeing the incoming fireballs, the two finally snapped back to reality. But the fireballs were too close. In desperation, one person yanked the other towards him.

"Third Brother, you!"

He had never imagined that his Third Brother, whom he usually teased, would be so ruthless and decisive, using him as a human shield at a critical moment.

Bang! The two fireballs struck the figure directly. Amidst the scattering flames, Third Brother seized the opportunity, flashed forward, not retreating but advancing, his hands gripping a long saber.

"This room is filled with Soul-Confusing Incense. I don't believe you haven't inhaled a single whiff!"

Under the fierce gaze, bloodlust filled the air. When faced with life and death, who cares about your identity or status? The priority now is to kill you.

Under the howling cold wind, the long saber flashed with a cold light as it attacked. The eyes of this third brother exuded ferocity, and at this moment, the figure standing at the doorway revealed its true appearance.

The effect of the Illusionary Body Talisman faded, and Elder Lu's figure gradually transformed into Lin Chang'an's likeness. Facing the sudden attack, his pupils constricted.

Lin Chang'an had indeed inhaled a good amount of the Soul-Confusing Incense. After all, this thing was colorless and odorless. However, just as he was falling into a deep sleep, the mystical treasure within his Sea of Consciousness sensed the dormancy of his mana. A wisp of purification power swept through, and he instantly regained consciousness, leading to this scene.

As the long saber struck the protective shield, it emitted a unique metallic hum. At this moment, Lin Chang'an revealed a mocking smile, "You must be very disappointed."

However, what greeted him was the other party's cold gaze. In an instant, a bad premonition struck him. He saw the long saber in the hands of the black-clothed cultivator suddenly erupt with a cold light.

"You're the one who took the bait!"

Under the other party's mocking smile, the long saber flashed with spiritual light, and the incredibly sturdy mana protective shield shattered abruptly. With overwhelming force, the long saber was about to slash towards his neck.

With a clang, the long saber stopped three feet in front of the opponent, unable to advance even half a step further. The spiritual light erupting from the saber gradually weakened. The black-clothed man's pupils contracted, and he blurted out in shock, "Three-Foot Qi Wall!"

A cold light attacked from behind. The black-clothed man hurriedly circulated his mana. Just then, Lin Chang'an suddenly spoke, his throat surging as he let out a beastly roar.

Lion's Roar Skill!

At such close proximity, the ear-piercing sound wave attack caused the black-clothed man's ears and nose to bleed instantly. However, in this moment of distraction, his mana faltered, and he couldn't release his mana shield in time.

Puchi!

A long sword pierced through the back of the black-clothed man's head, with a bloodied blade protruding from his mouth.

"Martial Dao Innate, not to be underestimated!"

After killing the opponent, Lin Chang'an casually grasped the opponent's limp arm and took the unusually powerful long saber.

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