The Oriole Behind

The Oriole Behind

Lin Yu's body flew backward at high speed. Watching the old man's earlier battle, he knew the man had not expended much, but if he fought a ninth-rank cultivator again now, his body would not be able to bear it. Yet he did not want to give up that Rainbow Butterfly.

With that in mind, he turned his head and glanced at the Rainbow Butterfly, his gaze somewhat cold. Then he said, "At your age, you still want to meddle when children are fighting?" The old man truly did look quite aged, and from Lin Yu's senses, his spiritual energy was completely different from the one he had felt before.

"This old man is Cai Shi, only eighty this year. As for my strength, you should know it very well. How about it? Shall we split that Rainbow Butterfly equally?" Cai Shi said with a smile. This was the very picture of throwing his weight around by virtue of age.

"Oh? This is the first time I've seen someone throw their age around in front of me. Take your life!" Lin Yu roared as his body lunged forward. So long as he ran through the Nine World-Ending Swords once, killing this old man would not be a problem.

But his spiritual energy could no longer support him to that extent. And after playing the oriole for so long, the old man had finally emerged from his nest. Otherwise, people might forget he existed.

"Courting death." Cai Shi looked at the charging Lin Yu and spoke indifferently. Swordless and barehanded, he met the attack. With a ninety-degree sidestep, he evaded Lin Yu's sword thrust aimed straight at the dragon's lair, then shot out his right hand toward Lin Yu's heart.

Knowing his sword had missed, Lin Yu twisted sideways and swept his blade across. It was about to pierce Cai Shi's abdomen when it was blocked back by Cai Shi's spiritual energy. Neither of them was injured in this clash.

"Heh heh, boy, I underestimated you." As Cai Shi spoke, the smile on his face froze. With a kick of his leg, he pounced toward Lin Yu as if leaping through the air. Lin Yu watched coldly, spun his sword once more, and raised it in hand. As Cai Shi rushed over, he slashed. His own body was sent flying again and again, smashing through a massive tree.

"Cough..." Lin Yu coughed lightly, and the stench of blood burst forth in that instant. He planted his sword directly into the ground, swaying as he used it to pull himself upright. Once he had steadied himself, he pulled out the sword and pointed it directly at Cai Shi.

Cai Shi narrowed his eyes as he looked at the blood flowing from his left arm. He had never expected Lin Yu to use such a move—hurting the enemy by a thousand while injuring himself by eight hundred—to wound him.

"Trash is trash. Let me show you how I'll kill you." Seeing his blood flow, Cai Shi was truly enraged. If he let Lin Yu go so easily, where would he put the face of a ninth-rank cultivator?

In a flash, he arrived before Lin Yu and said coolly, "You should just die obediently!" As he spoke, his right fist was about to smash viciously into Lin Yu's stomach. Lin Yu shuddered and thrust out his left hand, striking Cai Shi's arm. A crisp crack seemed to sound.

If Cai Shi's left hand could still move, he would have long since slapped Lin Yu. Unfortunately, his left arm had already gone numb. Lin Yu let out a long sigh and said, "Cultivation does not represent strength. Tell me, why were you so careless? I had wanted to play with you properly, but now there's no need." As he spoke, Lin Yu's sword was about to fall upon Cai Shi.

Cai Shi was still a ninth-rank cultivator. Even if he had lost both arms, he still had his legs. One leg whipped out, and only then did Lin Yu say, "Does this count as a dying struggle?" If Cai Shi had not been careless just now, he might still have been able to exchange a few moves with Lin Yu. But now, he could not.

Both arms were already useless. Were his legs only for running? Lin Yu grabbed the leg whipping toward him, and his sword was about to descend when Cai Shi's right foot kicked directly into Lin Yu's chest. That kick showed not the slightest mercy. Lin Yu flew back dozens of steps before stabilizing himself, vomiting another mouthful of blood.

The killing intent spilling from Lin Yu's eyes made Cai Shi shudder all over. Lin Yu dragged his sword through the earth as he advanced. His ferocious face was so cold it gave people the feeling that death was near. Then Lin Yu said, "It has not even been a few months since I returned, and now I must take another man's head to ease the hatred in my heart."

Lin Yu watched the Spirit Stone in his left hand turn into a useless rock in an instant. In a flash, he arrived at Cai Shi's side and swung his sword, directly cutting off Cai Shi's left arm. "That arm was bound to be useless sooner or later. I'll help you remove it now. Oh, you want to kill me? Do you still have that much spiritual energy left?"

After speaking, a smile appeared on Lin Yu's face again. With another swing of his sword, he removed Cai Shi's right arm. "Your bones are all broken. What use is that arm? Leave it to me!" Lin Yu's words made Cai Shi's entire body tremble.

Having both arms removed, Cai Shi finally fainted completely. Only then did Lin Yu turn his eyes toward Gu Tian and say, "Don't be anxious. Once I remove the remaining parts of his body, you won't have much time left to live either."

After saying that, Lin Yu swung his sword again and cut off both of Cai Shi's legs. A sharp cry rang out, shaking the birds and beasts in the mountain forest.

With a Spirit Stone in his left hand and a sword in his right, Lin Yu walked before Gu Tian and said, "Don't worry. After all, I don't have much hatred for you, so I won't kill you with such cruel methods. Just one sword." As his words fell, the sword was pulled from Gu Tian's abdomen.

Blood sprayed from Gu Tian's mouth as he threatened Lin Yu in a whisper by his ear, "Once my imperial father learns of this, he will never let you off..."

Standing there, Lin Yu answered Gu Tian with an undiminished smile. "That's the problem. But in these Ten Thousand Mountains, are there few dead cultivators? How would your imperial father know it was me? Before long, your imperial father may even come begging me to do something for him."

"Do you know what this is called?" Lin Yu looked at Gu Tian, who was nearly dead, and continued, "The wheel of fortune turns. Sooner or later, he will pay the price for what he has done. Don't believe it?" As he spoke, Lin Yu turned and walked toward the Rainbow Butterfly. He knew Gu Tian was already dead. Saying more would only waste his breath.

Standing there, Lin Yu could sense a powerful aura approaching. At last, he shook his head and thought, So I still didn't avoid it. Who exactly is this person? Why has he been lingering at the outskirts all this time? Is he the oriole, or the cicada? Lin Yu stretched out his hand, about to pick the Rainbow Butterfly.

"My master has taken a liking to that thing, and you still dare covet it? You truly don't know whether you live or die." Only then did Lin Yu turn his eyes over. It was another old fellow...

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