Run Away

Wu Yi took a closer look. The object glinting with cold light was actually a fingernail!

"Young sir, where do you think you're going?"

An exquisitely beautiful, seductive figure had appeared before Wu Yi at some unknown moment.

Wu Yi immediately looked toward the bed.

Sure enough, only a gaunt man foaming at the mouth lay on it.

The demon's silhouette he had seen when entering was already gone.

Looking again at the stunning woman who had suddenly appeared, how could Wu Yi fail to realize that she was that demon?

Damn it, I fell for it again.

Wu Yi inwardly cried out that things were bad.

He began to regret not taking the chance to punch the demon when he had first entered.

Regret was too late now. Since he could not sneak away, he could only fight his way out.

Wu Yi set the two men in his hands on the ground.

"Miss, it is getting late. I'll take my two friends back first, and we can get together another day when we have time."

Wu Yi smiled at the woman before him, while secretly circulating the true qi within his body.

Hearing this, the beautiful woman merely looked at Wu Yi with a cheerful smile.

"Why not stay, young master, and share the pleasures of clouds and rain with this humble one? I guarantee I'll make you feel so good you'll float straight to paradise."

"Gladly, miss. Wang here will send you floating straight to paradise."

The moment his words fell, Wu Yi exploded into action, lashing out with a lightning-fast whip kick.

The stunning woman evidently had not expected Wu Yi to turn hostile so quickly. She had no time to dodge and could only raise both hands before her chest.

Boom! A tremendous dull crash rang out.

What beautiful woman remained at the scene? It was clearly a fox demon with a furry head and face.

Wu Yi's kick had driven the fox demon to its knees. Its limbs had gone stiff and numb, as though they no longer belonged to it.

Seeing that his first strike had landed, Wu Yi intensified his assault.

Overbearing true qi clung to his fists and palms as they rained down upon the fox demon like a violent storm.

Do not think the fox demon was weak simply because Wu Yi had caught it off guard earlier.

That was not the case at all. Even in its panic, the fox demon could still trade blows with Wu Yi.

Its various bizarre methods in particular left Wu Yi unable to guard against everything.

The two sides exchanged blows for over a dozen rounds.

At last, Wu Yi seized an opening and sent it reeling with a single strike.

They stood facing each other, both panting heavily. Yet Wu Yi was both shocked and enraged.

He was shocked because this fox demon was on an entirely different level from the Skin-Painting Demon.

He was enraged because whenever he found an opportunity to heavily injure it, the fox demon would spray some unknown liquid from its mouth. It had no killing power, but it was unbearably fishy and foul-smelling! It forced Wu Yi to dodge every time.

The quiet had not lasted long before the sound of running came from above the deck.

Wu Yi inwardly cursed. If this stalemate continued much longer, this monster's reinforcements would arrive.

Looking at the fox demon opposite him, a plan suddenly sprang to mind. He secretly mobilized the remaining true qi within his body.

"Monster, today I'll let you witness the ultimate art of the Wang Household!"

Wu Yi wore a solemn expression, as though he were charging up some great move.

The fox demon readied itself, but inwardly sneered, The clan always says humans are crafty and clever, but it seems they are nothing special.

If I were using an ultimate art, I certainly wouldn't shout it out for everyone to hear. If you use an ultimate art, can't I just dodge it?

"Heavenly King Demon-Subduing Fist!"

Wu Yi roared. True qi surged from his fist and burst forth in rippling waves from top to bottom, his mighty qi lifting the wooden planks beneath his feet.

For a moment, shattered planks flew everywhere. The cracks rapidly widened and kept spreading beneath the fox demon's feet.

Seeing this, the fox demon truly thought it was some extraordinary technique.

Caught off guard and unable to evade in time, it could only retreat again and again.

When the dust settled, the fox demon stood unharmed where it was and burst into loud laughter.

"Ha ha ha! I say you little brat are short on brains. You should obediently stay—"

Before the fox demon could finish speaking, it casually glanced toward where Wu Yi had been standing and found no one there.

The rest of its words seemed stuck in its throat, and it could not spit out another syllable.

The fox demon stood there with a dark face, silent.

We ran, brothers. We ran.

Wu Yi darted swiftly through the buildings, Liu Shi in his left hand and Zhou Man in his right.

Recalling the battle just now, Wu Yi kept replaying it in his mind.

My strength was clearly above that fox demon's, yet I still fought with it for so long.

It seemed demons truly had bizarre and unpredictable methods, impossible to guard against!

In future battles against demons, I need to keep an extra guard up.

Sure enough, only practice could bring true knowledge.

As he thought, Wu Yi could not help but smile.

He had not expected the fox demon to be so stupid. A casually bluffed move had frightened it into pissing itself.

At last, Wu Yi stopped.

Because—

He had reached his own martial hall.

Looking at the four large characters, True Intent Martial Hall, on the plaque, Wu Yi felt a wave of reassurance.

Only then did Zhou Man, whom he was carrying, slowly wake up.

During the earlier battle with the fox demon, it had suddenly spat out a cloud of white mist. Wu Yi had reacted swiftly and immediately dodged it.

But Zhou Man had been a step too slow. He had been hit on the spot, fallen unconscious, and slept until now.

"Hall Master, are we out?"

Zhou Man looked at the familiar surroundings, visibly excited.

"Mm, we're out. We can talk inside."

With that, Wu Yi stepped forward and pushed open the martial hall's main gates.

After only a few steps, he saw a familiar figure leaning against a chair, sleeping soundly.

Seeing Li Kuai sleeping like a log, Wu Yi chuckled. "This silly kid."

Li Kuai seemed to have sensed something telepathically and immediately sprang up from the chair.

When he saw Wu Yi and the others, his bleary eyes instantly widened.

"Brother Yi, you're back!"

After settling the still-unconscious Liu Shi, Wu Yi called Li Kuai and Zhou Man into the reception hall.

The moment Li Kuai saw Zhou Man there, anger rose straight to his head.

"Fine, Zhou Man! You still dare show your face here!"

Wu Yi promptly stopped Li Kuai, who wanted to step forward and teach Zhou Man a lesson, signaling for Zhou Man to finish speaking.

Seeing Wu Yi's actions, Zhou Man could not help shooting him a grateful look.

"Hall Master, Kuai, I never meant to leave the martial hall..."

Meanwhile, over at Cloudwater Wharf.

A middle-aged man dressed in a dark black fitted outfit, with a black constable's robe trimmed in silver over it, a black headscarf, and a saber at his waist, was leading a team to seal off the Su Household's pleasure boat.

"Following a report, someone claimed that your Su Household is harboring demons. Everyone on the ship must disembark for inspection. Otherwise, don't blame Wang's blade for showing no mercy!"

The middle-aged man shouted sternly, his voice carrying across the entire wharf.

At these words, a door on the ship flew open, and a short, fat figure hurriedly ran toward the middle-aged man.

It was Father Su.

"M-my lord. Could there be some misunderstanding? My Su Household has always conducted business peacefully and never overstepped its bounds, much less harbored demons—a crime serious enough to cost us our heads."

"Oh? A misunderstanding?"

At those words, a mocking look flashed across the middle-aged man's face.

He then thrust an object directly before Father Su.

"Then open your dog eyes wide and take a good look at what this is!"