Spirit Treasure Seizing

Facing a life-or-death crisis, Li Weiyi did not dare hold anything back. He draped the Ghost Flag over himself, put on the Silver Thread Gloves, and gripped the Yellow Dragon Sword.

Who cared about exposing his artifacts now? Only by surviving this hurdle would there be a tomorrow.

After thinking it over, he covered his face as well.

Li Ling rose to her feet, observing the outside as she said in a low voice, "The two on the street and in the backyard will definitely rush in together shortly. Only if I catch them off guard and wound them in our very first exchange will we stand a chance of surviving."

"If the first move fails, find an opportunity to escape on your own! I only ask that after you escape alive, you tell my brother everything that happened tonight exactly as it was. They may be strong, but my brother could casually crush them to death with one hand."

All at once, Li Weiyi felt a strange sense that their lives were bound together. Some of his dissatisfaction with her faded, and he was able to calmly consider the credibility of her earlier words. Perhaps friendship and feelings between people truly needed to be forged quickly only when they shared life and death.

After pondering for quite some time, Li Weiyi still felt it was most likely that she had come here to drag him down with her.

"What are you two whispering about? Girl, so you came to Immortal Burial Town at night because you were hiding a wild man here." Yan Qingqing's voice came from outside.

"As expected of the Dog-like Deformed Humanoid Race. Your nose is so sharp that you can even smell a man's scent. Auntie, just how well do you know men?" Li Ling shot Li Weiyi a look, as if saying, See? I told you that you couldn't hide from her nose.

This girl is not only scheming, but her tongue is venomous too. The contrast with her sweet, obedient appearance is enormous, Li Weiyi thought.

Yan Qingqing trembled with rage. "Prepare to attack!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

She first hurled three torches into the abandoned residence, lighting up the darkness.

Fortunately, the abandoned residence had almost been emptied out. Only earthen walls and roof tiles remained, with nothing combustible inside. Otherwise, once it caught fire, Li Ling's plan to catch the enemy off guard would become meaningless.

Yan Qingqing and Xing Wanxing charged into the room one after the other, almost simultaneously.

Whoosh!

Seven streaks of light flew from Li Ling's brow, winding and twisting as they carried sharp, scorching power, slicing apart the air in the room.

Seizing the chance, Li Weiyi smashed through the window with a bang.

Whoosh! Whoosh...

The Earth Wolf King Army Martial Cultivators waiting outside had long been fully prepared. Before he could even land, five or six arrows were already flying toward him.

The broad Ghost Flag draped over Li Weiyi swept around, gathering every arrow into his hand before he flung them back out. Dull impacts and screams rang out in the darkness as two people fell.

Before he could rush out of the backyard, two experts who had opened four springs met him at once.

One was from the Tiger-like Deformed Humanoid Race, over three meters tall, with both hands transformed into sharp tiger claws. His thick brows connected to his hair, and his palm force was deep and powerful, stirring up Wind Force that filled the entire backyard.

The other held a semicircular battle axe as large as a hoop.

The axe weighed three hundred jin. It cleaved down with tremendous force, sealing off Li Weiyi's path.

They had fought through countless battles and possessed exceptional combat awareness and skill. At close range, even against a Mind Master like Li Ling, they dared join forces and fight.

With nowhere to evade, Li Weiyi first exchanged a palm strike with the Tiger-like Deformed Humanoid Race expert, sending him staggering backward and crashing through the backyard wall.

He then clashed swords head-on with the four-spring expert wielding the battle axe, knocking the heavy weapon from his hands. The webs between the man's thumbs and forefingers split open, blood streaming down.

Fortunately, they are only two-spring Martial Cultivators.

Li Weiyi secretly rejoiced and kicked the disarmed four-spring expert flying. The sound of ribs breaking came from his chest as blood gushed from his mouth.

Charging through the collapsed backyard wall, Li Weiyi swung his sword and sent the four-spring Tiger-like Deformed Humanoid Race expert flying with a single slash.

The defense of a two-spring Deformed Race truly is stronger. I actually failed to cleave him into two with one sword strike. When I had opened two springs, I was inferior to him!

Before this, Li Weiyi had only fought two one-spring Deformed Races while rescuing Zhao Zhizhuo. This time, facing two two-spring Martial Cultivators at once, he felt immense pressure and did not dare hold back in the slightest.

He had very little combat experience and could only judge the level of his opponents' cultivation based on his own condition.

Another seven or eight Earth Wolf King Army Martial Cultivators attacked him head-on, every one of them fierce and savage, fearless of death.

Knowing his cultivation was weak, Li Weiyi poured spiritual power into the Yellow Dragon Sword and struck with all his strength. In an instant, swordlight and bloodlight scattered through the air, while screams and wails echoed across the night.

Behind him.

Boom!

The abandoned residence could no longer withstand the vicious battle of three great experts. It collapsed under the pressure, kicking up dense clouds of dust.

Li Ling, Yan Qingqing, and Xing Wanxing leaped from the ruins. When they saw the seven or eight Martial Cultivator corpses Li Weiyi had slain, all of them were profoundly shaken.

One had to know that they were all at least two-spring Martial Cultivators. There were even four-spring experts among them.

Li Weiyi cast a hurried glance back and discovered that all three of them had been injured. Of them, the short and fat Xing Wanxing was the worst off, several horrifyingly bloody gashes carved across his body by the streaks of light.

Li Ling was not much better. Her face was as bloodless as white stone, the light streaks on her brow had visibly dimmed, and Yan Qingqing's soft sword had pierced her waist and abdomen, blood continuously seeping out.

Mind Masters were at a severe disadvantage in close-quarters combat.

"No wonder you can be the wild man of the granddaughter of the Cangli Tribe's chief. So you are not a completely useless pretty boy after all. Let me test your true depth!"

Like a toad, Xing Wanxing sprang three or four zhang away and pressed a palm down toward Li Weiyi.

A broad wall of air formed before his palm.

Compared to it, the palm force of that Tiger-like Deformed Humanoid Race earlier was as different as heaven and earth.

Li Weiyi was pouring Golden Crow Blood onto the Scripture Belt, preparing to flee, when he suddenly felt as if heaven and earth were collapsing. A terrifying force that seemed intent on crushing him surged toward him like mountains toppling and seas overturning.

Overturning Sky Palm Seal.

He fully mobilized the three springs within his body.

Especially the spring aperture in his right palm. Drawn by this palm technique, it suddenly erupted wildly, instantly reaching the pinnacle of activity.

The Silver Thread Gloves blazed with light.

As he struck with his palm, the palm wind condensed to its utmost limit, as though a great seal truly came crashing down.

Bang!

He was no match for it at all. Li Weiyi was blasted backward, smashing down an earthen wall.

Xing Wanxing did not feel good either. He felt Li Weiyi's power bore into his body, leaving his left arm icy cold and numb. After landing, he staggered three steps backward.

Whoosh!

Li Weiyi rushed from the collapsed earthen wall, wrapped in the bloodlight of the Scripture Belt. Swift as wind and lightning, he fled toward the eastern market of Immortal Burial Town.

To the east of the market lay both the Sui River and the Dragon Slaying Pass waterfall.

If it came down to it, he could jump from the waterfall and seek life after being driven into death.

Six-spring Martial Cultivators truly are terrifying. A casual wave of his hand is already beyond my ability to withstand. But why was I not injured? Was he too badly wounded, causing his combat strength to plummet? Or did he underestimate me and fail to use his full strength?

Li Weiyi felt that Xing Wanxing's palm strike just now was at most comparable to that of a four-spring Martial Cultivator. With the artifact enhancement of the Silver Thread Gloves, he could naturally withstand it.

"So you are this formidable. I knew the Netherlight Guide Envoy's sense of fortune and misfortune had to be accurate."

Li Ling skimmed across the rooftops, chasing closely after Li Weiyi without letting up.

"Stop following me. Let us part ways here."

Li Weiyi groaned inwardly. With his three-spring cultivation, killing those one-spring and two-spring Earth Wolf King Army soldiers was manageable. But the ones chasing behind him were Shi Jiuzhai's disciples, one with six springs open and the other with seven.

If those two truly got serious, they could crush him to death with a single finger.

"It is an artifact. He is so fast."

Xing Wanxing, pursuing over the rooftops, stared intently at the blood glow enveloping Li Weiyi. He knew he could not catch that man with his speed, so he mobilized all the spiritual power in his body and threw the foot-long short sword in his hand.

Six-spring spiritual power gave the short sword extreme speed.

"Watch out!"

Li Ling cried out a warning.

It was too late. The short sword had already reached Li Weiyi's back.

The next moment, a scene occurred that made the jaws of the three behind him drop.

Li Weiyi, who had been fleeing at top speed, spun around like lightning. His hand became a blur, and he actually caught the hilt of the flying short sword, taking it into his grasp.

As he turned and continued fleeing, he instead hurled the short sword back at Xing Wanxing.

Xing Wanxing was so frightened that he hurriedly dodged. He fell from the rooftop, and the short sword's edge sliced a long tear through the trousers on his thigh, leaving the inside feeling chilly.

It had not taken his life, but it had nearly taken his manhood.

Xing Wanxing had never seen such an unfathomable weapon-seizing technique. Cold sweat poured down his forehead. Just how high was the other party's cultivation?

But...

Why was he running?

Li Ling was also dazzled by Li Weiyi's move and complained, "You should not have hidden your strength! If we had joined hands earlier, we might have been able to kill them all instead."

What Li Weiyi had used was Spirit Treasure Seizing from the Chan Sect Twelve Loose Hand Techniques.

In his view, he had only succeeded in seizing the weapon because the Scripture Belt enhanced his movement speed. Otherwise, how could an ordinary person with three springs open seize the weapon of a six-spring expert? What a fantasy of the heavens?

Li Weiyi felt that artifacts were truly too useful. They allowed ordinary Martial Cultivators to unleash combat strength that did not belong to their own realm. No wonder Zhao Zhizhuo had warned him so solemnly when speaking of artifacts.

The Scripture Belt was certainly of a higher grade than even the Silver Thread Gloves.

Yan Qingqing stared at the mysterious man below, draped in a black flag with his face tightly covered. His cultivation was unfathomable. Most likely, he was even harder to deal with than Li Ling.

More importantly, this mysterious man also knew their secret. He had to be silenced.

She took out a pinch of Stone Monkey Flying Needles, gathering spiritual power at her fingertips. Her fragrant sleeve swept through the air, and nearly a hundred needle-like hairs shot silently toward Li Weiyi.

Li Weiyi sensed danger, but had no time to dodge. He could only raise the Ghost Flag draped over him and pour spiritual power into it.

Whoosh!

Dense black Nether Mist poured from the Ghost Flag.

All the incoming Stone Monkey Flying Needles fell to the ground.