Hidden Weapons!

Su Que flicked his hand, flinging the blood clinging to his true qi to the ground, where it splattered into an abstract blood blossom.

He stepped out of the training chamber, intending to head to his next destination.

—The location of Luo You, the White Lotus Sect hall master of Jade Water City, who had mastered the sinister technique "Dark Yin Finger."

Just as Su Que was about to channel power into his legs and leap out of this compound, a voice came from beyond the moon gate.

"Hall Master Jing, Hall Master Luo You arrived earlier and is now seated in the main hall. He says he wishes to discuss something with you."

Jing Sha disliked other White Lotus Sect disciples disturbing him during his daily training. Thus, aside from the two disciples brewing medicine who could move about inside, any other disciple wishing to see him had to report from outside the courtyard first.

At this moment, the reporting disciple stood outside the moon gate, bowing with clasped hands, awaiting a response.

The flowers, trees, and shrubs in the courtyard blocked his view; he had no idea what was happening inside the moon gate.

Swish!

Suddenly, a gust of wind sounded. The White Lotus Sect disciple looked up in shock, only to see a shadow shoot out from the courtyard's foliage.

The next moment, a hand suddenly solidified, grabbing the front of his robe. Before he could even register his shock, he was dragged into the courtyard by an immense force.

His eyes widened as he saw the shadow—the one dragging him—was a sturdy, mysterious figure in a black night-ops outfit.

The White Lotus Sect disciple reached his right hand toward his waist, intending to draw a blade and resist.

But the next moment—

Bang!

Su Que exerted force with his right hand, lifting and tossing the disciple to the ground. The disciple's back slammed heavily into the earth, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

From the fall, his entire body ached as if shattered, leaving him powerless to draw his blade and fight back.

"Answer what I say if you don't want to die!" Su Que said.

At this, the disciple's peripheral vision caught sight of the two dead medicine-brewing disciples nearby. His heart jolted, pupils dilated, teeth chattering involuntarily as he nodded.

"What does Luo You look like, and what is he wearing today?" Su Que asked.

"Luo You has long hair that falls to his shoulders, a very pale face, wears a cyan long robe, and carries a folding fan," the disciple replied, his voice trembling.

After answering, the disciple struggled to steady his voice, tears and snot streaming as he said, "Spare me, great hero..."

Bang!

Before he could finish, Su Que punched down. The disciple's skull shattered instantly, and he was gone.

Then, Su Que leaped up, landing on the eaves of the wall, and sprinted with quick strides toward the direction of the compound's main hall.

The main hall of the compound.

Bright red candles burned at the four corners, illuminating the entire hall clearly.

Luo You pinched a tea cup with his slender, pale fingers, sipping the tea in small mouthfuls.

His appearance matched the White Lotus Sect disciple's description almost exactly. His features were so distinctive that even in a crowd, anyone who had seen him once would recognize him immediately.

His long hair was left unbound, incredibly smooth, parted to both sides and falling to his shoulders.

His face—with deep eye sockets, high cheekbones, and a high nose bridge—was gaunt and pale.

Against the backdrop of his jet-black hair, his face appeared even whiter.

He wore an immaculate cyan long robe. If a connoisseur were present, they would recognize it was made from fine material. Embroidered on the cyan robe was a phoenix totem, crafted by a renowned artisan.

"Why hasn't your hall master arrived yet?" Luo You crossed his legs, took another sip of tea, and spoke in a sharp voice.

"Hall Master Luo, I'll send someone to check again," the deputy at his side said, slightly bowing with clasped hands.

Luo You nodded and continued drinking his tea.

Swish...

Suddenly, a faint sound came from the rooftop.

Luo You raised an eyebrow and stopped drinking his tea.

"Who's there?"

He let out a shrill shout, lifting his head to look upward.

The sect disciples attending him were startled and also raised their heads to look.

Shhhk...

Suddenly, a hole caved in the roof, sending shards of tile scattering down in a rustling cascade.

Right after, three blurry shadows burst through the falling debris, shooting straight toward Luo You!

"Hidden weapons?"

Luo You's phoenix-like eyes snapped wide open. He tossed aside his teacup with his right hand, pressed his slender middle and index fingers together, and pointed upward!

The force of the Dark Yin Finger shot through the air, slamming into the three "hidden weapons."

Luo You had assumed that once his Dark Yin Finger force touched these three projectiles, they would scatter in all directions.

But he never expected that when his force struck them, the three projectiles would suddenly explode into three clouds of white powder.

This white powder was the quicklime Su Que always carried on him.

Even though his strength had now reached the level of a Five Blood Warrior, he still dared not leave home without lime.

"Damn it, it's lime!"

The White Lotus Sect disciples' vision went white. They squinted their eyes while waving their hands and weapons in front of them—both to clear the lime from their sight and to guard against anyone attacking them while the lime blinded them.

"Get out and surround the bastard who threw the lime..."

Luo You waved his hands to clear the lime while ordering the White Lotus disciples, intending to mobilize all of Jing Sha's men and his own to capture Su Que, who had thrown lime on his head.

But before he could finish speaking, a dark figure dropped through the lime.

Then, a fist force pierced through the lime and smashed toward him.

Though Luo You could only vaguely make out shapes, he relied on the sound of the wind, pressed his fingers together, infused them with Dark Yin Finger force, and stabbed toward the incoming fist!

Crack!

When fist and fingers met, Su Que felt a chilling force surge into his fist, but it vanished in an instant, completely neutralized by his Wedding Dress Divine Skill's true energy.

His fist crashed through unimpeded, first snapping Luo You's fingers, then slamming heavily into Luo You's nose bridge.

Luo You felt a tremendous force invade his skull, then his vision went black, and he passed out.

Su Que grabbed Luo You by the hair, hoisted him up, leaped, and jumped out through the hole in the roof.

He kicked off hard from the roof, and it caved in again.

Shards of tile rained down on the people inside.

Meanwhile, he turned into a blurry shadow, darting to another rooftop.

He kicked off again!

That roof collapsed too.

After caving in several rooftops, Su Que finally leaped out of the grand mansion and made his escape.

The White Lotus Sect thugs patrolling the mansion heard the loud crashes and looked up, only to see roofs collapsing and a blurry shadow darting away.

Inside the hall, once the White Lotus disciples had cleared the lime from their eyes and everything returned to normal, Luo You was nowhere to be seen.

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