Li Xian dared not be careless. Observing closely, he thought, "Just now, that strike indeed pierced his heart. He should have no chance of survival, but a Third Realm Martial Artist... I need to observe a bit longer."
The cheering of the won resounded in his ears, but he neither grew complacent nor careless. His eyes remained fixed on Zheng Decun’s corpse. He picked up ten stones and used the "Vertical Cloud Hand" to shoot them forth. "Pa-pa-pa," ten stones struck the acupoints, then with a "boom," they shattered, scattering countless stone fragnts within the body.
Elders Tang ngluo and others, seeing his caution, nodded secretly, raising their estimation of him even further. Helping in observation, they spoke crisply, "Young friend, this person hasn’t been in the Third Realm for long. But his Martial Arts evolution is deep. Though his heart channels are broken, if he has life-protecting martial arts, it could still be uncertain."
Li Xian nodded, plucked a strand of long hair, and with a wave of his palm, sent it next to the corpse to listen and perceive any movent. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he leapt up. The mont he left the ground, a small, tender hand broke through the earth, yet grasped only air.
"Rooting Hair" can transmit auditory and visual sensations and even "sense the earth." Sensing a change beneath the ground, he imdiately guessed Zheng Decun was hiding nearby and leapt up instantly. A slight miscalculation and he would have been caught.
Li Xian used the Seven Stars Step to break open the "Qi Ball," stomping nurous tis in the air, quickly ascending several ters. Several dozen ters above ground, he observed the ground. Suddenly, from the ’East,’ ’South,’ and ’North,’ projectiles shot towards him. Their swiftness was difficult to evade. Li Xian once more used the ’Golden Light,’ flashing out, frowning as he observed his surroundings.
Suddenly, a "boom" echoed, and ’Zheng Decun’s’ body burst open, releasing a pale green poisonous mist that drifted and spread. Voices ca from all directions: "Good lad, you’re truly skilled. I, Zheng Decun, have indeed been killed by you once! This is the ’Bone-lting Blood-Swallowing Poison,’ which will spread up and envelop the canyon. If my guess is correct, you’re here to save the won, right? Hahaha, among these won, is there a lover of yours? To make you take such risks to rescue them. As the mist spreads, they will have no chance of survival — bones will lt to water, flesh to broth... their beauty and charm will all vanish, and it will all be your doing. Hahaha."
"If you discard your spear, cut off your limbs, gouge out your eyes and ears, I might retract the poisonous mist. The choice is yours."
Li Xian asked, "You dare? These won are whom He Wentian has sched so much to capture. If you poison them to death, you won’t end well either." Zheng Decun replied, "Humph, the City Lord He anticipated it. If anything goes awry, he’d rather poison them all than let a single one escape."
The won felt a chill, cursing aloud. Li Xian said, "Well, He Wentian is indeed vicious and diabolical!" Then confidently smiled, "Unfortunately, as vicious as this plot is, it won’t work on ." He secretly used the ’Xunfeng Breath,’ setting up a furnace in his belly, brewing qi and purging the unclean, amassing dense, pure air.
Zheng Decun cursed, "Selfish kid, fine, let’s see you try!" The poisonous mist expanded quickly, spreading upwards. The lower stone caves were gradually engulfed. The won were extrely frightened, holding their breath and closing their eyes, hoping to endure for a mont.
Li Xian, poised for action, opened his mouth and blew out mist, which, rolling forward like a fierce wind, suppressed and eradicated the poisonous mist... the peril was instantly dissolved. A woman praised, "What a remarkable trick!"
Luo Feiyan felt a sense of recognition, her eyes tightly locked on Li Xian’s figure, muttering, "Could it be, could it be him! Isn’t he nad Hua Manlou? Why is he called Li Xian now? He... he’s so peculiar, so hard to fathom. This... this little rascal..." Her face flushed slightly, her mood complex. Thinking back to past encounters, tricked by Li Xian, she surprisingly felt no resentnt or anger. Rembering the correspondence from a few days ago, Li Xian’s flirtatious words stirred her heart.
As the white mist enveloped, Li Xian’s dark complexion cleared, his long hair flowing, his face like carved jade, a conspicuous red mark between his eyebrows, appearing exceptionally heroic and handso. Luo Feiyan sighed, "In terms of elegance, few can match him. This man is as cunning as He Wentian, always hiding in disguise, extrely hateful. This pure energy possesses the ability to cleanse and transform murkiness. Thus, it’s now revealed. But there’s no other way, without this, how could he infiltrate the enemy lines?" Her gaze was fixated, unable to tear herself away.
At this mont, his full appearance was on display, even more dazzling: his figure danced amidst the white mist, exuding an ethereal aura, flawless appearance, tall posture, spear fierce, and spirit soaring.
The won found it difficult to move their eyes, taking quite a mont to gradually regain their senses, their hearts weighed with concern. They all fervently hoped the young lord would remain unhard.
Zhao Chunxia was increasingly shocked, her eyes filled with wonder, gazing blankly, murmuring, "So it was such a young lord I have been corresponding with. And he turns out to be like this..." Elders Tang ngluo and others, seeing him for the first ti, also showed emotion. Li Xian, entwined with mist, hovered in mid-air, eyes fixed on the ground.
He thought, "Zheng Decun’s corpse has been destroyed, heart pierced. How can he still live, and why did the corpse transform into poisonous gas?" Li Xian once more plucked a strand of hair, sending it into the earth, using Rooting Hair to probe beneath, ensuring safety before standing alongside the hair. Observing changes in the surrounding earth.
Zheng Decun leaped from the dirt, appearing short in stature, with short hands and feet, resembling a toddler, his hands reaching to attack. However, his skills had greatly diminished. Li Xian parried with his spear, fighting for a mont, when a second, then a third Zheng Decun erged from the earth. All short-statured, attacking from left and right, encircling him, subtly forming an array.
Each Zheng Decun was less skilled than before, looking strange, eerily like children, yet each differing. One with short hands and legs, one with long hands and short legs, another with short hands and long legs. The short-handed, short-legged one was articulate. The long-handed, short-legged one had powerful palm force. The short-handed, long-legged one was extrely fast. They subtly ford an array, becoming even more troubleso!
It turns out...
Zheng Decun’s martial skills were shallow. Since childhood, he guarded the "Prisoner Canyon," seldom venturing out, his experience was ordinary. Yet his martial arts evolved into a unique school: "Self-Marriage Self-Child-Sending Style." This style was exceedingly strange, requiring a [Heavy Yin Aspect] and mastery of three martial arts at Great Success level.
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