It began to pour.
The medicinal power of the Meridian Renewal Dew spread through his abdomen, barely holding together his ruptured dantian.
His right arm had already frozen completely stiff.
Icy blue frost had crept all the way up to his shoulder, leaving half his body numb.
The Spirit-Suppressing Jade pressed against his chest, still radiating bone-piercing cold through Copper Skin.
The Black Market streets had been soaked through by the rain.
Thirty zhang ahead, a crowd had already blocked the road.
Forty-five people.
Some carried crude iron horse-chopping sabers, poisoned Emei piercers, nine-section whips, and more.
With Shi Yan crippled, the Black Water Gang would temporarily be left leaderless.
Li Pingsheng knew perfectly well that these people were not here to test him—they had come to trade lives for money.
Because anyone leaving the Iron Coffin Shop was bound to have treasures on them.
He stopped.
To his left was a dark alley.
Passing through it would let him bypass these people, but detouring through the maze-like slums would cost him an extra half hour.
Yunmei's life was measured in breaths.
He could not waste time.
He stared straight ahead.
Copper Skin circulated.
He walked down the middle of the street.
Every step splashed through the water.
"Get him together! Hack him to death and split the loot!"
Scarface was the first to whip up the crowd.
Six hardened bandits charged through the splashing rainwater.
Three horse-chopping sabers sealed off his upper body, two long staffs struck at his lower half, while another man circled behind him and lashed out with a nine-section whip.
Only Li Pingsheng's left hand could still move.
Facing the descending horse-chopping saber, he raised his left arm.
Clang!
The refined steel blade struck Copper Skin, spraying sparks—and the saber itself snapped.
Li Pingsheng's left