"Ding, player Wei Yi has slain one Blackwater Bandit cavalryman. Cultivation has not broken through; unable to gain cultivation experience. Thirteen Life-Seizing Swords experience +580." "Ding, player Wei Yi has slain one Blackwater Bandit cavalryman. Cultivation has not broken through; unable to gain cultivation experience. Thirteen Life-Seizing Swords experience +600." "Ding, player Wei Yi's Thirteen Life-Seizing Swords LV11 experience is full. Automatically advancing to LV12."
Another Blackwater Bandit martial artist died at Wei Yi's hands.
The skill experience he gained smoothly advanced his Thirteen Life-Seizing Swords to LV12.
At LV12, the Thirteen Life-Seizing Swords far surpassed the LV10 Storm Sword Technique in power. In one-on-one fights to the death in particular, the LV12 Thirteen Life-Seizing Swords possessed incomparably terrifying killing power.
Wei Yi was now rather curious: just how powerful would the Thirteen Life-Seizing Swords become when it reached the maximum level of LV20?
"Young master, the Blackwater Bandits have started fleeing. What should we do?"
At that moment, a Wei Clan guard reported to him.
Wei Yi looked up at those words and saw that the Blackwater Bandits had indeed begun to flee.
There were several hundred Blackwater Bandits, after all. With them intent on escaping, the Wei Clan and Zhu Clan guards could not stop them all.
"Keep hunting them down!"
A fierce glint flashed through Wei Yi's eyes, and he quickly made his decision.
He was furious with the Blackwater Bandits and naturally would not show them mercy.
Under his lead, dozens of Wei Clan martial artists swiftly remounted, raised their powerful crossbows, and pursued the fleeing Blackwater Bandits.
"Uncle Liu, Wei Yi's gone after them. Go help him too. You mustn't let him come to any harm."
Seeing Wei Yi and the others move, Zhu Ling'er hurriedly spoke to the captain of the Zhu Clan guards in agitation.
Uncle Liu looked at her strangely when he heard that and could not help saying, "Young miss, I have to protect you. Besides, with Lu Hu there, he won't be in any danger."
"Ah-"
Only then did Zhu Ling'er come to her senses, her face instantly flushing crimson.
She lowered her head, ill at ease.
She had been... a little too obvious.
Not only had Uncle Liu noticed, but some of the Zhu Clan guards beside them had noticed too. Seeing their young miss behave so unlike her usual self, they could not help chuckling inwardly.
"A Wu, take a squad over to help."
Uncle Liu sighed helplessly but made the arrangements anyway, unable to help thinking, Once a girl grows up, there's no keeping her at home.
But recalling Wei Yi's outstanding performance, he could not help feeling somewhat tempted himself. The Wei Clan might make a good marriage alliance. He could suggest it to the clan head when they returned. After all, the young miss herself liked him...
"How is this possible?"
"What on earth happened...?"
"Several hundred Blackwater Bandit cavalrymen couldn't even deal with that brat surnamed Wei!"
On a distant rise, Yuwen Bei watched the routed Blackwater Bandit cavalrymen retreating toward him, his expression utterly grim as he repeatedly demanded answers in disbelief.
He had waited over half a month before Wei Yi finally left the Wei Clan.
For today's operation, he had paid an enormous price and gone to great lengths to borrow several hundred cavalrymen from the Blackwater Bandits.
He had originally thought this operation had a hundred percent chance of success. He had even been planning to go over and reap the fruits of victory. As long as he captured Wei Yi, he would have a way to reclaim the Crimson Crystal True Flame.
As for the aftermath... the Blackwater Bandits were the ones who had attacked Wei Yi. It had nothing whatsoever to do with him. Even if the Wei Clan sought revenge, he would not be implicated, and by then, he would already be at the Overlord Sect.
His plan could be called flawless.
What he had not expected, however, was that plans could not keep pace with change. The scene unfolding before his eyes had actually turned out like this.
They had lost!
Several hundred well-equipped Blackwater Bandit cavalrymen had actually lost!
"How is this possible?"
Yuwen Bei ground his teeth.
He simply could not believe it.
Naturally, he did not know that although the Wei Clan escort numbered only a few dozen, they had made exceptionally thorough preparations and had also brought the Zhu Clan party along.
Had it been the Wei Clan party alone, his plan might really have succeeded.
But now, the outcome was clearly entirely different.
"Young master, whatever happened, we should leave at once."
The guards behind him immediately reminded him.
The Blackwater Bandit cavalrymen were now fleeing toward them and had drawn close in the blink of an eye. If they did not leave now, they might get dragged into it too.
Meanwhile, the Wei Clan martial artists pursuing them also came into view.
Although they numbered only a few dozen, they were like tigers among sheep. The utterly demoralized Blackwater Bandit cavalrymen could not resist at all, each scrambling ahead of the others with nothing on his mind but escape.
"Damn those Blackwater Bandits."
"I thought they were fairly capable. Who knew they'd be so useless!"
Thinking of the payment he had made, Yuwen Bei's heart practically bled.
Now he finally understood one truth: bandits were bandits, after all, and could never take the grand stage.
"Let's go!"
Yuwen Bei cursed bitterly, then glanced at Wei Yi leading the pursuit in the distance and quickly mounted his horse to flee as well.
"So it was you."
At that moment, however, Wei Yi's gaze sharpened, and he instantly spotted him too.
Yuwen Bei had left a deep impression on Wei Yi, who recognized him almost immediately.
Seeing Yuwen Bei mount his horse to escape, Wei Yi's eyes shifted, and an idea immediately came to him.
"Yuwen Bei, you spineless rat!"
"You're so frightened at the sight of this young master that you're running away!"
"You really are as timid as a mouse-"
Wei Yi shouted at the top of his lungs.
Hearing those words, Yuwen Bei nearly fell off his horse.
His face instantly turned livid.
Filled with rage, he wished he could tear Wei Yi into ten thousand pieces.
That damned brat!
"Young master, he's deliberately provoking you. You mustn't fall for his taunts. Let's hurry and leave."
Seeing that Yuwen Bei seemed ready to fight to the death, his guards hurriedly urged him on, trembling with fear.
"I know."
Yuwen Bei was no fool. He gritted his teeth, forcibly swallowed his anger, and ignored Wei Yi's provocations as he immediately spurred his horse forward to flee.
Seeing that Yuwen Bei had not taken the bait, a trace of regret flashed through Wei Yi's eyes. Then he immediately ordered,
"Everyone, aim at that fellow!"
"Fire!"
Hearing Wei Yi's command, the Wei Lineage martial artists did not hesitate.
They all changed direction, immediately unleashing a concentrated volley from their powerful crossbows at Yuwen Bei.
Countless bolts rained down together. Yuwen Bei's face instantly went deathly pale with fright, and of his three souls and six spirits, only two souls and four spirits remained...
Fortunately, the distance between them was great, and the crossbows had a short range, so they failed to do anything to him.
"Wei Yi!"
"That damned bastard!"
Yuwen Bei felt as though he had just made a round trip to the gates of hell. His hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, and he dared think of nothing else as he frantically urged on the fine horse beneath him. Only one thought remained in his mind: escape.
"Let me!"
At that moment, Lu Hu took out a large bow and drew a deep breath, a trace of coldness glinting in his pitch-black eyes.
He bent the bow and nocked an arrow, completing the entire sequence in an instant.
Before Wei Yi could say anything, the sharp arrow had already left his hand, tracing a long arc through the air.
But the distance was too great, and its force dwindled again and again.
Just as everyone had given up hope...
A gust swept past, and the arrow suddenly dipped forward, pointing straight at Yuwen Bei's position. Then it struck dead on.
"Aah-"
A piercing scream shot into the clouds.
Blood spurted!
Everyone exchanged looks, staring at one another before bursting into laughter.
By a lucky fluke, that arrow had actually struck Yuwen Bei in the butt.
A ruined chrysanthemum!
Seeing Yuwen Bei twisting his backside as he fled in pain and humiliation, Wei Yi did not know whether to laugh or cry.
He waved a hand, finally bringing the pursuit to an end.