Seeking Help

"Whoosh!"

Et's figure flew backward four meters, heavily slamming into the wall, emitting a muffled sound.

This wall, exposed to the sun and rain for many years, couldn't withstand the intense impact of his burly body and collapsed, creating another roar and stirring up a cloud of dust that almost submerged his fallen figure.

Less than three meters away on the other side of the wall was Eddie's corpse lying in a pool of blood.

"Spirit Refinement... Manifestation!"

Blood spilled from Et's mouth as he stared at Baili Qingfeng, his eyes as if looking at a monster.

"Hoo!"

Baili Qingfeng exhaled a long breath, stopping the burden that the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Art brought to his physical body, leaned against the wall, and sat down.

Tired, painful!

Fortunately, things...

Were finally resolved.

Et, this terrible potential threat that could bring bloody storms, was also nipped in the bud by him.

"Not just Spirit Refinement Manifestation, but also the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Art."

Baili Qingfeng's gaze fell on Et as he said.

"Heavenly Demon Disintegration Art?"

Et recalled the violent and fierce aura that had erupted from Baili Qingfeng just now, and he smiled miserably: "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Art... After learning that our father and son could not give up your Bai Li family's power, you were so decisive in fighting us to the death, willing to give up a broad future to kill our father and son, such decisiveness, such courage! Baili Qingfeng... I underestimated you..."

Although Baili Qingfeng vaguely heard something was wrong, it was a fact that Et and his son would not let go of their Bai Li family.

Not only had Eddie said it, but it was now confirmed by Et.

Therefore, he did not regret killing the two of them, and his conscience was clear.

To protect his family, for a peaceful life...

He was willing to bear all the sins.

Baili Qingfeng sat, squinting slightly, leisurely watching the night sky, his expression extremely calm.

As for Et, he coughed up another mouthful of blood.

His internal organs had been completely shattered by Baili Qingfeng, and even the most advanced medical skills could not save him, but he still held on, staring at Baili Qingfeng, watching him sit so calmly, seemingly enjoying the last moment of his life, and then, like him, quietly waiting for the arrival of death.

Who could have imagined...

That he, who had a bright future, would die at the hands of such a young man.

And was he still desperately killed by the other party using the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Art, in a tragic method of mutual destruction?

Indeed...

Never underestimate any opponent, even those who have investigated clearly and think they have everything under control, may still jump over the wall when pushed to the limit, dragging them into eternal doom.

Unfortunately...

He understood this reason too late.

"Such tenacious vitality, he's actually not dead yet?"

After a moment, Baili Qingfeng's voice suddenly came, awakening Et's thoughts from his faint melancholy, regret, and remorse.

The somewhat scattered focus in Et's eyes slightly condensed, his attention refocusing on Baili Qingfeng, and he said with a miserable smile, "You won't survive using the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Art either. Your potential, in the future, you could have reached War-level. I can watch a genius like you be buried with me, barely... worth it..."

"Buried with you? I'm just tired, sitting down to rest for a bit."

Baili Qingfeng was somewhat speechless.

He had just rested for a while, and the after-effects of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Art had lessened. He stood up again and came to Et expressionlessly.

Taking advantage of the night, Et looked at Baili Qingfeng, whose face was actually faintly regaining a trace of rosiness, and his eyes widened suddenly, his mind surging with disbelief: "How is it possible... you... you..."

With the change in emotions, the energy he had been stubbornly holding onto dissipated, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth again.

"Pfft!"

Baili Qingfeng raised his hand, made a fist, and aimed at Et's temple...

"Now, I'll send you to reunite with your father."

"Mo...monster..."

Et stared at Baili Qingfeng, struggling to utter three more words, his expression suddenly stiffening and solidifying.

Energy exhausted, body dead.

Baili Qingfeng held up his fist, pausing for a second.

"Dead?"

In the end, he didn't throw this punch.

"Although you father and son are extremely vicious, the dead are the greatest. Even if you were insidious and evil in life, no matter how cruel and merciless, no matter how ungrateful, no matter how beastly, no matter how devoid of conscience, death extinguishes all. I, Baili Qingfeng, am upright and wouldn't abuse your corpses. From now on, our grudges are written off."

Baili Qingfeng muttered to himself, retracted his fist, and continued to sit down to the side.

On one hand...

To rest.

On the other hand...

What if these cunning old foxes had some kind of breath-holding technique to feign death?

He, Baili Qingfeng, was just a newcomer who had just started out. How could his experience in the martial world compare to that of Eddie and his son? Therefore, he could only use this clumsy method to stare for half an hour.

No one can last half an hour without breathing or blood flowing.

The night was as cool as water.

The abandoned construction site was quiet and remote, and since it was night, no one came out of curiosity.

Baili Qingfeng stared for half an hour, and after confirming that Eddie and his son were really dead, he stood up again.

After half an hour of recuperation, his body recovered, though his chest still ached faintly.

"I should go back quickly. I won't read tonight. I'll get a good night's sleep, and it shouldn't hurt tomorrow."

Baili Qingfeng thought, patting the dirt off his trousers from sitting on the ground. He walked about three hundred meters and stopped at a bus stop by the roadside. After waiting for four minutes, he boarded the bus heading towards Xia'er University.

The death of a Stability Maintenance Group leader naturally caused quite a stir in Xia Ya.

But...

No one connected the incident to Baili Qingfeng.

Eddie and his son came here with important responsibilities, which in itself touched the interests of many people and caused friction with various forces. Although the Bai Li family, a local power, was within the scope of the friction, anyone who investigated the current situation of the Bai Li family would know that the Bai Li family, with only Baili Changkong to show off, could not do anything to Eddie and his son.

Moreover, at the time of the incident, Baili Changkong was singing, dancing, and practicing Tai Chi with some old friends in the town square, providing a clear alibi.

Baili Qingfeng's life finally returned to peace.

By the afternoon of the next day, the two broken ribs had almost healed.

After having dinner at the school cafeteria, Baili Qingfeng returned to the courtyard he had bought at the foot of Qingyuan Mountain, turned on his computer, and logged into Sword Rain World to check the cultivation technique section.

The cultivation technique section remained unchanged, with one thousand and eighty-four techniques.

"The moderator is still not discharged from the hospital. I wonder when they will update. Waiting for the update is so painful."

Baili Qingfeng said, staring at the one thousand and eighty-four cultivation techniques, searching.

During the battle with Eddie and his son, he realized his shortcomings, so he planned to learn a horizontal training method to enhance the strength of his physical body.

"Iron Essence Skill? Just by the name, you can tell it's not high-grade. Indestructible Body? Seems a bit common. Chaos Divine Body? Black and white mixed together is chaos? Makes sense..."

Baili Qingfeng searched for a while. Among the one thousand and eighty-four methods in the forum, there were only nineteen horizontal training methods. He looked at each one, but he was not satisfied.

This is a world with martial artists.

He didn't expect to be able to resist nuclear bombs with his physical body after reaching the highest realm, but he should at least be able to defend against Gatling guns, but these methods...

None of them could withstand small-caliber pistol bullets. It was a joke.

Fortunately, Baili Qingfeng had self-awareness. He had only entered the martial world for a few months, and his common sense was far behind others.

Therefore, when he didn't understand, he asked and humbly sought advice.

He logged into the chat software and posted a message: "Hello everyone, I am a martial artist who yearns for peace and dislikes fighting. I only seek to protect myself when encountering danger. I wonder if you have any top-notch horizontal training methods to recommend? I am not afraid of difficulty in training, nor am I afraid of side effects. The stronger the defensive effect, the better."