Crossbows and Blood Talisman Scripture

"Then it depends on how much you weigh."

Bai Yu flatly rejected the masked man's demand.

A cold light flashed in the masked man's eyes, and he burst into action.

"Fierce Tiger Leaps the Ravine!"

He actually leaped several yards in one step, instantly appearing in front of Bai Yu and throwing a fierce punch.

Bai Yu dared not be negligent, crossing his arms to block the blow.

"Bang—"

Bai Yu felt a tremendous force on his arms, and he retreated several steps in a row.

The masked man took the opportunity to press closer, throwing punches continuously.

"Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain!"

"Arhat Subdues the Tiger!"

"Taming Tiger, Subduing Demons!"

Each of his moves was powerful and heavy, his arms possessing the strength of a thousand pounds, as if carrying the might of a fierce tiger.

Bai Yu unleashed the Four Elephants Five Elements Fist, engaging the masked man in a fierce battle.

He understood that the masked man was using a famous and powerful boxing technique called the 42-Road Tiger Subduing Fist!

Bai Yu lacked combat experience, and at the beginning, he was constantly blocking, but later on, he became more and more skilled.

The masked man on the opposite side, unable to win after a long battle, shouted:

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have such natural strength, but as a mere Second-Rank Martial Artist, you can block my Tiger Subduing Fist."

"Unfortunately, natural strength is useless!"

He feinted a move, leaped backward, and then stuck a yellow talisman on his body.

Instantly, his body was enveloped in a layer of bloody light.

His muscles swelled, and veins like pythons spread across his arms.

Bai Yu felt a sense of foreboding upon seeing this.

This yellow talisman looked too strange and should not be provoked easily.

Discretion is the better part of valor.

Bai Yu gathered his Blood Essence in one breath, and his body rose and fell several times, appearing dozens of yards away.

However, at this moment, Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three shrill sounds of air being torn apart came in succession.

Three crossbow bolts shot out from the darkness, all hitting Bai Yu.

He grunted and fell from the air, struggling on the ground a few times before falling silent.

A bald, burly man walked out of the darkness.

This burly man was holding a crossbow, and he was a Second-Rank Martial Artist:

"Hmph, this kid really doesn't know what's good for him, pushing back and forth when we asked him to join our Divine Teachings."

"Senior Brother Liu, what should we do with this kid's body?"

The masked man, called Senior Brother Liu, said:

"This kid is a Second-Rank Martial Artist, Blood Essence thick and rich, naturally we'll take him back to feed those treasures."

"Baldy, are you sure this kid is dead?"

The bald man laughed:

"Senior Brother Liu, you're overthinking it. Armor-Piercing Crossbow plus Five-Step Snake Venom, does this kid still have a chance to live?"

Senior Brother Liu snorted coldly:

"This is a matter of great importance, we have to be careful. I'll double-check."

He took out a throwing knife from his bosom and flung it with force.

The throwing knife struck Bai Yu's neck, actually making a "clang" sound, unable to break through his defense at all.

"Not good! He's a Third Rank Skin Tempering Realm!"

Senior Brother Liu was shocked and was about to retreat.

"Wrong, it's Fourth Rank!"

Bai Yu suddenly burst up, a dagger held in his hand at some point.

He used the dagger as a saber, slashing fiercely.

Soul Severing Saber Technique, third stance, Lineage Severing Strike!

A flash of cold light rose from below, striking Senior Brother Liu in the crotch, causing a gush of blood.

Senior Brother Liu suffered a fatal blow to his chicken, instantly turning into an eunuch, letting out a shrill scream.

But instead of retreating, he advanced, hatefully throwing a punch in retaliation, truly showing the audacity of a one-balled man.

Bai Yu was not afraid at all, the dagger in his hand as fast as lightning.

Soul Severing Saber Technique, a single strike to sever the head.

Senior Brother Liu's head flew high, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Even in death, he couldn't believe that the originally Second-Rank sheep had suddenly transformed into a Fourth-Rank man-eating tiger.

Disguising your realm wasn't done like this; others suppressed by one level, but he suppressed by two!

On the other side, the bald, burly man was completely dumbfounded.

What was going on?

Senior Brother Liu was a Third-Rank Martial Artist, yet in the blink of an eye, he had become Corpse Brother Liu.

He was only Second-Rank; how could he possibly defeat a Fourth-Rank expert!

He gritted his teeth, quickly took out a white ball from his chest, and threw it violently on the ground.

With a "bang," the white ball exploded, and the field was immediately filled with white smoke.

Lime powder mixed with chili powder and other substances made it impossible for people to open their eyes.

Taking advantage of Bai Yu's repeated retreats, the bald, burly man dropped the crossbow and ran for his life.

His body appeared large, but he was very agile, and in a few breaths, he had run more than ten zhang.

However, at this moment, a black dog pounced out of the darkness.

A pair of front paws slammed down, knocking the bald, burly man to the ground.

Just as the bald man was about to counterattack, he felt a pain in his hand, and one of his palms was directly severed.

It was Bai Yu who had caught up, holding a dagger and looking at him coldly.

The bald man clutched his severed arm in panic, shouting:

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I was forced to do it too."

Bai Yu said coldly:

"Answer a few questions, and perhaps I'll spare your life."

"Speak, why did you try to intercept and kill me?"

The bald, burly man hurriedly said:

"Senior Brother Liu has recently been recruiting Yin-Yang Practitioners from all over the place, seemingly to draw Blood Talismans."

Bai Yu said in a deep voice:

"So, if you don't want to accept the recruitment, you'll resort to underhanded methods to eliminate them?"

The burly man shouted:

"Other Yin-Yang Practitioners aren't like this."

"According to Senior Brother Liu, you've been selling a large number of yellow talismans on the Black Market, which has affected their plans, so you must be eliminated."

Bai Yu couldn't help but have a bit of a headache; he had only sold yellow talismans twice, and he had already been targeted.

He asked again:

"How did you know my whereabouts?"

"It's Scarface Liu Si; he's good at raising birds, can monitor people, and can send messages; Senior Brother Liu is his third uncle."

Bai Yu asked again:

"Then, the most important question, which gang or organization do you belong to?"

The bald, burly man hesitated.

Without another word, Bai Yu swung his dagger, cutting off one of his ears.

The burly man screamed repeatedly:

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you, we are Crimson—Crimson—"

His eyes widened as if an invisible hand had grabbed his throat.

In the next moment, he actually died!!!

Bai Yu hurriedly retreated, watching the corpse warily.

Too strange!!!

What exactly was it that prevented the bald man from saying that name?

But other than that, there didn't seem to be any other danger.

There was no point in thinking too much; he should loot the corpse and see what he could get.

From the bald, burly man, Bai Yu gained eighteen taels of silver, an Armor-Piercing Crossbow, a dozen or so crossbow bolts, and a vial of poison.

The silver was alright, but the crossbow delighted Bai Yu.

Now he had another trick up his sleeve.

Bai Yu then looted Liu Shixiong's corpse.

This time, he was even more pleasantly surprised, finding a stack of silver notes. He quickly counted them, and there were over five hundred taels!

He'd struck it rich!

This was practically a windfall.

Bai Yu beamed.

Besides that, he also found some loose silver, an iron token, and a booklet.

The token was extremely heavy. On the back was a dark red lotus, and on the front was the number nineteen.

Bai Yu couldn't make heads or tails of it, so he put it away for now.

The booklet, however, was a bit strange.

Yin-Yang Blood Talisman Scripture, Volume Six

It was actually a secret manual about Blood Talismans!

Blood Talismans were a very important inheritance. Uncle Jiu's Yin Talisman Scripture only contained three to five types, and each one was extremely precious.

Bai Yu grinned from ear to ear, put away the items, wandered around on the road for a bit, and then took a shortcut back to the Mortuary when it was almost dawn.

"I want to see what's in this Blood Talisman Scripture."