By rights, the bamboo slip contained a mingled power of yin-spirit evil energy and baleful evil, and once it entered the body, even if it did not kill, it should have ravaged everything within. Yet what Purple Bamboo saw was...
Not only had the target not died, he had suffered only light injuries.
It was strange. It was eerie.
Though the bamboo slip had been bestowed by her master and she did not know its principles or construction, she understood yin-spirit evil energy and baleful evil.
She looked again at the bamboo slip in the hands of the Black Scale boy in her eyes...
Purple Bamboo secretly frowned again. "Could something have gone wrong with that bamboo slip? Could it have malfunctioned somehow?"
Somewhere in the shadows, Fire Lockfeng had returned as well.
Staring at the sky above the tavern, he said to the subordinates behind him, "Feng Shixian seems to be injured. He has gone to war with the people of Long Flow Palace. We must find an opportunity to kill that little bastard Sikong Jing and seize that strand of spirit-luring evil energy."
Likewise, somewhere else in the shadows...
Senior Brother Azure Thunder said, "It must be a one-hit kill. We absolutely cannot let him draw upon the yin-spirit evil energy."
In a third hidden location...
Several Flame Prison Palace experts said, "Let us watch the situation first. If that Azure Wind General is evenly matched with the people of Long Flow Palace, we will take the chance to strike. But the prerequisite is that the son of the Nine Heavens inheritor must die in a single blow."
One after another, they hid themselves frantically...
At the tavern with its shattered walls, Sikong Jing vigilantly scanned his surroundings and spoke quietly to Master Xie beside him...
"What a