Opening the Door to Thieves, a Proper Use

Among the ancient city ruins.

As Wu Chunlei hurried along, he suddenly sensed a light flashing by on the neighboring street.

The lights moved faster and faster, then suddenly cut across, passing through a narrow alley and blocking his way.

The one carrying the lantern was Nie Hongxian.

Wu Chunlei abruptly stopped, clutching his chest with a grim expression.

Behind him, a golden alms bowl floated in the air, following his figure as it drew near, buzzing softly.

"Are you really not afraid that something might happen to that old monster Chu...?"

Wu Chunlei said in a deep voice, "Instead of going to cover for him, you're here to stop me?"

Nie Hongxian's eyes held a strange look that was hard to describe.

"I originally thought that it would be very dangerous for my martial uncle to come here tonight. He would probably only be able to rely on his agility and nimbleness in the air to engage in a protracted cat-and-mouse battle, but..."

Nie Hongxian's gaze swept over Wu Chunlei, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Pei Dongcheng settled the matter too quickly; Wu Chunlei was practically a traitor who betrayed his ally, launching only one offensive before refusing to make another move.

Although Li Ju and Kong Tianrui possessed superb skills, they were already at a disadvantage.

So, after a little thought, Nie Hongxian naturally chose to intercept Wu Chunlei first.

"You..."

Wu Chunlei felt Nie Hongxian's gaze, and a surge of anger rose within him, followed by a feeling of dizziness rising from the depths of his mind.

His index finger, which was pressed against his chest, twitched slightly, and a surge of energy traveled from his chest to his brain, suppressing the strange sensation.

The dizziness came on quickly and subsided just as fast, seemingly having little effect on him.

But he no longer dared to think that way.

Because he was initially injured by Chu Tianshu's strange power, he immediately used his strength to strike and smooth out all the abnormalities on his body.

Who knew that just as he was about to rejoin the battle, the symptoms of numbness and itching all over his body and blurred senses reappeared.

In the blink of an eye, he suppressed the anomaly again.

But with these repeated delays due to the recurring symptoms, Chu Tianshu was already engaged in a fierce battle, with sand and stones flying everywhere, heading straight for Dragon Head Plateau.

With Wu Chunlei's hidden dangers unresolved, and seeing such a display of force, no one dared to approach; the best course of action was to leave first.

Call!!

A sudden gust of hot wind blew from behind Wu Chunlei.

Wu Chunlei turned slightly to the side and looked over.

Chu Tianshu had already appeared on this old and dilapidated street, no more than twenty steps away from him.

Wu Chunlei suddenly realized that the dizziness in his head was rising and falling again.

It turns out that he didn't experience this dizziness only when he took the initiative to attack, but rather when his emotions fluctuated greatly or when he got closer to Chu Tianshu.

"I do not understand."

Wu Chunlei gritted his teeth and said, "I've also sparred with Kong Tianrui, and neither of us could defeat the other."

"How come he could fight you for several rounds using his palm techniques, yet you easily left me with strange injuries?"

Chu Tianshu chuckled, "Good question."

Suddenly, his third Heavenly Eye opened, and a beam of emerald light enveloped Wu Chunlei.

Wu Chunlei froze, unable to react in time.

Chu Tianshu's figure had already closed in, and a sword finger touched his forehead.

BOOM!!

A line of blood spurted out from the back of Wu Chunlei's head, and the light in his eyes gradually faded.

The golden bowl beside him let out a mournful cry and suddenly rushed towards Chu Tianshu in a self-destructive manner, only to be caught by Chu Tianshu with a single palm.

"Only by wielding the Wild Weapon Soul and exploiting the power of the Blood-Colored Starry Sky like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs can you manage a draw against that old man's palm technique."

Chu Tianshu's five fingers gradually tightened, and the golden bowl made a creaking sound.

"You are even less capable than an ordinary Plain King before me, all because of this Wild Weapon Soul!"

Unless it's like Blood-Colored Starry Sky, which exists in a completely different space from the real world.

Otherwise, the Weapon Soul is greatly restrained by the Great Void Formless Sha Fire.

Chu Tianshu's Sanqi Weapon Soul is the best example.

The Sanqi Dharma Sword was originally a special magical artifact forged by Li Shizhen using the essence of plants and trees. It has the miraculous effect of guarding and storing the will. Back then, when it was used to cultivate the Weapon Soul, it also used the Yin-within-Yang method of the "Lesser Yang Blood River Chariot". Later, it also consumed many good things from different worlds.

Recently, it has even incorporated locally improved Weapon Soul Art, combining them into one.

Even so, it could only withstand the effects of the Great Void Internal Art when Chu Tianshu did not deliberately target it.

As for the so-called "Three-Soul Weapon Method," the most important Heavenly Soul is actually the old-fashioned Wild Weapon Soul.

On the surface, they also seem to be using new-age methods, but in reality, it's just a facade to increase their size; their fundamental nature hasn't changed.

Wu Chunlei connected his own soul and self-cultivated Weapon Soul with the Wild Weapon Soul.

Thus, facing Chu Tianshu was tantamount to opening the door to invite a thief, courting certain death, as the Grand Void Inner Force immediately penetrated deep into his soul.

Thanks to his Weapon Soul force of plants, he didn't choose to engage in close combat.

Otherwise, if he had engaged in close combat like Pei Dongcheng, and they had fought head-on, he would most likely have already turned into ashes.

Click!

Chu Tianshu crushed the golden bowl completely.

Wu Chunlei's throat bobbed, and he fell straight down.

[Medicine Master Ghost Alms Bowl:]

The Old Fang of Medicine Master Temple, having cultivated Weapon Soul to brew medicinal soup, saw his disciples fight over the mantle, poisoning each other and causing the entire family to perish.

The golden bowl, savage and bloodthirsty, transforms into Evil Spirit; the Three-Soul Weapon Method enhances divine powers.

Characteristics: Controls vegetation. A single thought can wither a hundred plants, another can create ten-foot-long vines; life and death are swift, and the vine whip is more powerful than thunder.

[Wuding River Sword:]

Many white bones Wuding River, a sword buried for a hundred years remains untarnished. It was originally a precious blade given by a childhood friend, but it has transformed into a vengeful demon on the battlefield of Asura.

Special Feature: Abandoning Battle for Supreme Bliss.

The sword draws starlight, capable of dissolving centuries of lingering resentment. Anyone whose skin is merely cut by its blade experiences a sudden, intense bliss, a hundred times greater than normal sexual intercourse. In this blissful state, all fighting spirit vanishes, and even if one's intestines are ripped out and one is subjected to a thousand cuts, one remains unaware of it.

Chu Tianshu glanced at the token screen.

The size of the Golden Bowl Evil Spirit is about the same as that of Pei Dongcheng's Ancient Sword Evil Spirit.

However, the effects of the Golden Bowl Evil Spirit are much simpler.

"A little skin damage is a hundred times better than intercourse?"

Chu Tianshu noticed the ancient sword's characteristics again and couldn't help but feel a little curious.

In battle, you certainly can't get hit by something like that.

However, if you can control yourself and occasionally toughen yourself up to build resilience, that's also a good thing.

This can be considered a very serious form of combat skills training.

Moreover, in order to maintain the stability of medicinal properties, many medicinal herbs in my hometown were cultivated to achieve a state of self-pollination.

However, because the male and female stamens mature at different times, some pharmacists in the Spirit Realm plantation specialize in researching and using different spectra of light to bring pleasurable stimulation to the female stamens.

If I took this sword back and used it to stab those medicinal herbs, wouldn't it be very effective?

Unfortunately, it's already shattered into dust.

Hmm, that's something to consider. When developing the cultivation technique later, we can focus on this characteristic.

If we can deduce a cultivation method with similar effects, we can go back and have Lin Chucheng and the others create a simplified version so that the researchers of spiritual herbs can learn it quickly and use it for production.

When the time comes, you'll be able to make your own pills, and there will be even more elixirs available.

"OK!"

Chu Tianshu uttered a sigh that could be heard by others.

"I really hope that among the enemies we encounter, there will be a few who practice this Three-Soul Weapon Method."

Nie Hongxian said softly, "So, my Dashi uncle is skilled in countering the Three-Soul Weapon Method. I've heard that there are quite a few experts among the Arabs who follow this path..."

Although she spoke with some thought, she was actually quite absent-minded.

Looking at Wu Chunlei's corpse, she felt a strange and wonderful feeling.

Four were killed in one night!

Pei Dongcheng, Wu Chunlei, Kong Tianrui, Li Ju...

Li Ju, in particular, is the youngest and most powerful of the four masters, and his Lineage background is the most profound, making him a serious threat.

Today, in order to ensure they could surround and kill Chu Tianshu, they actually went out as a group of four.

Even more surprisingly, the top experts from these four aristocratic families settled the score together!

The speed at which this clearing of accounts was conducted is arguably more significant than the several large-scale operations carried out by the Inner Guard in the last twenty years.

It was comparable to the legends Nie Hongxian had heard since childhood: sixty-seven years ago, Hai Donglai's efficiency in attacking and killing military governors and leaders of foreign tribes.

Sixty-seven years ago, the advantage lay in quantity.

The four tonight's winners are those with superior quality.

"No, no, no, it's possible to guarantee both quality and quantity."

Nie Hongxian suddenly blurted out these words, her eyes sparkling.

"Uncle-Master, stop brooding over the corpse! Come with me to ransack the house!"

Holding a lantern in one hand and grabbing Chu Tianshu's wrist with the other, she turned and left.

The key to raiding a property is speed; the faster the better.

Enter the city immediately, notify the men, and start the operation tonight.

Disaster relief reserves, funding for civil and military officials and schools across the country, and even military expenses from the Ministry of War...

Now we can all have a great nourishing meal.

Uncle Chu, you're truly a lucky star!

(End of this chapter)