006: Entering with the Left Foot Violates My Taboo

Half a cup of tea later.

Four furtive figures appeared in the garden courtyard within the Chu Family Main Residence.

"This is the Chu Family Main Residence. Usually, only Young Master Chu lives here. There's light over there—he's probably there!"

Under the moonlight, Wu Sheng, his face covered by a black cloth, pointed across the way and spoke in a low voice. The masked men crouching beside him in the corner of the wall all revealed savage looks at his words and nodded in acknowledgment.

Just then, Chu Ge emerged from the house opposite, yawning. He suddenly seemed to notice the several black-clad figures, froze in startled shock, and pointed at them.

"Who are you?"

Wu Sheng, with his broom-like brows, was taken aback. Then he stepped forward first and sneered threateningly, "Shut up! Or I'll beat you to death!"

Chu Ge was just about to fly into a rage at those words.

Suddenly, Fu Wei—a tall, burly man with his face covered by a black cloth—stepped forward and said coolly, "Young Master Chu, don't be rash. We're only here for money. You'd best not make too much noise and cooperate with us as much as possible!"

The moment his words fell, his blood and qi surged within him, naturally exuding a powerful aura. The skin of both his palms was faintly bluish, while his eyes beneath the mask gleamed brightly.

"A Third Realm Bone Refining expert?!"

Chu Ge feigned a slight change in expression.

Their demand for silence happened to suit him perfectly. He too wanted to take these men down without a sound, then slowly interrogate them about their origins and motives. At once, he put on a fearful expression and lured them deeper in. "All my money and savings are in the Secret Chamber. Follow me and take them. As long as you don't kill anyone, everything can be discussed."

"Very good!"

Fu Wei smiled faintly. "Young Master Chu knows the times. I like clever people."

Once he finished speaking, he watched Chu Ge begin to lead the way. He exchanged glances with the others beside him, and killing intent flickered in all their eyes.

They were here to rob for wealth; there was no need to leave anyone alive. Otherwise, it would be easier for their identities to be exposed.

Before long, Chu Ge led the group to the Secret Chamber where he usually cultivated.

"It's here."

Chu Ge pointed at the heavy door of the Secret Chamber and took out a key to unlock it.

"Kid, don't try any tricks."

Fu Wei frowned, staring at Chu Ge's tall, robust figure. For some reason, he sensed that something was off, yet could not grasp exactly what it was. He only felt that Chu Ge seemed far too calm.

"Click—"

At that moment, the door to the Secret Chamber opened.

Fu Wei and the others followed Chu Ge inside. At once, they saw numerous lifelike Shadow Puppets of all shapes and sizes hanging on the surrounding walls. Beneath the pale moonlight, it was as though pairs of eerie eyes had suddenly turned to look at them, startling them all into a shiver.

"What the hell are these things?!" Wu Sheng cried in a low voice.

Chu Ge hurriedly smiled. "Didn't scare everyone, did they? They're just Shadow Puppets I usually make from cut paper and leather."

Seeing that they were all merely fake figures, everyone let out a breath of relief.

Fu Wei sneered. "I'd long heard that Young Master Chu likes strange and peculiar things, and that you're fond of paper-cutting and embroidery. Seeing it today, your handiwork truly is remarkable. I'd say even the famous needlework across these ten miles and eight bends can't compare with your craftsmanship, Young Master Chu."

His words were plainly mocking, and the few men beside him could not help but snicker. The tense atmosphere immediately eased.

It seems these people investigated me quite thoroughly.

Chu Ge thought to himself.

Just then, everyone's gaze abruptly fell upon a figure seated before a table in the dim lamplight opposite them, cutting paper.

Under the flickering lamplight, the figure's profile was buried in shadow. He did not lift his head to glance at them, seemingly focused entirely on the paper-cutting. Yet his movements were somewhat stiff and strange, and his side profile—with sword-like brows sweeping into his temples—was unmistakably another Chu Ge.

Everyone froze at once.

Why was there another Chu Ge?

For a time, the atmosphere fell silent. Only the gentle murmur of flowing water from the waterwheel in the distance and the rustle, rustle of paper being cut could be heard.

"Could this be another fake figure?"

Fu Wei was suspicious and astonished, sensing that something was wrong.

The others also came to their senses, their uncertainty mounting. Having been frightened repeatedly, Wu Sheng was thoroughly enraged. He reached out and shoved Chu Ge hard, demanding, "Where exactly is the money you mentioned?"

Yet at that shove, Chu Ge remained as immovable as a mountain. Instead, Wu Sheng himself was jolted back a step.

"How—"

As Wu Sheng stared in shock, Chu Ge suddenly turned around.

The instant he turned, a huge bluish-black palm appeared before Wu Sheng's eyes, whipping up a fierce gale.

Wu Sheng's vision went black, and even his breath was choked off. His face covering and the skin of his face caved inward under the immense pressure.

Bang-crack—!

An incomparably tremendous force transmitted through his bones, making his head buzz as though his eyeballs would be forcibly squeezed from their sockets.

He only felt the world before him suddenly spin wildly. It spun several times, while the sound of bones breaking drifted farther and farther away.

Chu Ge still wore the same harmless smile as before. Indifferently withdrawing his hand, he calmly looked at Wu Sheng, whose neck had been sent spinning three times by that slap.

Too fragile!

Like a spinning top whirling in place!

He had always liked whipping spinning tops. Even after transmigrating, that hobby had not changed.

"What!?"

The others were so shocked that every hair on their bodies stood on end, utterly unable to believe it.

"Bold indeed!!"

After his shock and rage, Fu Wei let out a furious roar and charged forward like a crashing wave. He suddenly threw a punch, the skin of his fist rapidly turning iron-blue, as hard as steel. The powerful, surging force of his punch bore down like a spear.

Yet Chu Ge suddenly retreated toward the Secret Chamber door.

Instead, the Shadow Puppets that had been bent over the table cutting paper let out a "whoosh" as Chu Ge hooked his five fingers. Like kites tugged by invisible strings, they flashed forward and blocked the iron fist.

Bang!—

The enormous force blasted straight through them, and the Shadow Puppets exploded on the spot. Shattered scraps of paper and hide flew in all directions like snowflakes, ricocheting endlessly around the room.

However, at the instant their bodies burst apart, a spray of liquid shot out like Fresh Blood, immediately splashing all over Fu Wei.

"Where do you think you're running?!"

The two robbers were just about to swiftly close in and intercept him.

But Chu Ge, having retreated to the doorway, stopped. With an unhurried smile, he said, "Running? You've misunderstood."

He casually reached out and shut the heavy Secret Chamber door with a bang.

"This is... poison?"

Fu Wei looked at the liquid covering his body. His pupils suddenly contracted, and his expression turned ugly.

The other two robbers stared at the closed door, stunned by this sudden turn of events.

"One piece of trash died, and you're furious?

He stepped through the door left foot first. That violated my taboo.

Now, let me see what skills you have to rob me of my wealth."

Chu Ge calmly watched the three of them. Gone was the wary image of a rich young master; he strode toward them with composed poise.

His gait was agile and powerful, relaxed and natural, blending hardness and softness. Within a few steps, every muscle and Bone in his body had been fully awakened, his blood and vitality surging, his aura intimidating—as though a fierce tiger could erupt at any moment.

"You..." Feeling that aura, a trace of terror appeared in Fu Wei's eyes, and an unbelievable suspicion gradually rose in his heart.

Whoosh!!

Chu Ge lunged forward in an instant like a pouncing tiger. His fist shot out with terrifying momentum, smashing brutally into Fu Wei's thick arms as they hurriedly rose to block.

Bang!!

The instant they collided, an incomparably vast force struck him, accompanied by hardness like an iron hammer.

Fu Wei screamed miserably. His arms felt as though they had been struck by a massive iron hammer; even steel sinews and iron Bones could not withstand it. The pain was so intense that his arms seemed about to snap, and he staggered backward again and again.

With a series of cracking sounds, the stone slabs beneath his feet instantly split into pieces, while his clothes billowed all over.

"Blood Change Realm!?"

Fu Wei looked utterly horrified as he stared at Chu Ge emerging from the darkness.

The other man was far stronger than him, and the hardness of his Bones far surpassed his own. Even without unleashing the power of his blood and vitality, he knew that this opponent was definitely a Blood Change Realm expert.

Every hair on his body stood on end. He felt as if he had stabbed a terrifying hornet's nest. Most shameless and hateful of all, the other party had even used poison. His entire body was sticky now, and his skin had already begun to go numb.

"What?"

"Blood Change Realm?"

The other two robbers, who had been about to surround him, were both shocked into abruptly stopping.

"Wait, there may be some misunderstanding between us."

Fu Wei had barely opened his mouth and had not even finished speaking when Chu Ge came rushing out of the darkness. The surging aura of his boiling blood and vitality was enough to make one tremble in fear.

Under the intense threat of death, Fu Wei's eyes filled with blood. With a thunderous roar, veins bulged beneath his skin, his muscles swelled, and his blood and vitality surged wildly as he used a secret technique.

"Once I deal with you, the misunderstanding will be cleared up!"

Chu Ge closed in. Blue-black veins suddenly spread over both his arms, and the muscles on his back abruptly twitched, as though a fierce tiger had grown wings and transformed into a leopard. His arms became enormous battle blades, slashing down in an instant.

Fierce Tiger Flying Leopard Fist!

"Spare my life, hero! Give me a chance!!"

Fu Wei's face flushed red as he screamed. Every hair on his body stood on end as he watched that blade-like strike chop down viciously, hurriedly raising both arms before his chest to block.

With a crisp explosive crack, Fu Wei let out a shrill scream. His arms twisted and bent at grotesque angles, while shattered Bones, carried by a terrifying burst of force, stabbed brutally into his chest.

His body flew away like a rag sack, crashing into the wall behind him. A mist of blood instantly burst from the clothes on his back, and the force shook dust from the wall in a rustling shower.

Two moves!

In just two moves, Fu Wei, who had been in the Bone Training Realm for years, was left with his fate unknown.

The other two bandits were scared out of their wits. They had no idea why the little lamb they had kidnapped had suddenly turned into such a terrifying fiend. They immediately turned and fled toward the closed doors.

Suddenly, Shadow Puppets flew down from the walls one after another, transforming into eerie figures that blocked the two men's path.

"Ah—!"

How had the two ever seen such a bizarre spectacle? They were so frightened their souls nearly flew out of their bodies.