"Good treasure!" The White-clothed Scholar’s eyes lit up after checking the Resentnt Word Apostle’s mask he had pulled off. He had only heard of such treasures that injured the spirit without harming the body, and all such treasures were in the hands of powerful figures, none of whom he could afford to provoke.
After his strike missed, Yang Xiao found himself in a highly passive situation. He had understood the White-clothed Scholar’s evasion; it was not done in a rush, using a person to block the attack was more about probing his offensive thods. Otherwise, that hit would never have reached him.
The Human Bone Staff’s attack grew weaker as ti dragged on. In fact, after the first swing missed, Yang Xiao had already lost his opportunity.
The White-clothed Scholar’s eyes shone with greed, as he commanded his subordinates, "None of you move, guard the surroundings to prevent reinforcents. I will take care of him personally."
"Rember, even if he breaks through, do not take his life. Capture him alive; I have questions for him." Feeling uneasy, the White-clothed Scholar added another sentence.
At that mont, Yang Xiao was far from the shattered pieces of the Soul-Capturing Mirror on the ground. He was calculating the distance, planning to find an opportunity to rush over and use the Soul-Capturing Mirror to escape. Facing a Ghost Level master along with two Fierce Level Apostles, he was outmatched no matter what.
The Ghost Duster was a last resort, not to be used unless absolutely necessary.
"Boy, once I capture you, I will have a good interrogation. The things on you... are really nice." The White-clothed Scholar slowly advanced, and then with both hands, he held up an ancient book with a blue cover, reciting loudly, "In books, one finds ladies as beautiful as jade, and rooms full of gold!"
Yang Xiao didn’t understand, but the next second, intermittent voices of reading also ca from the shabby wooden house behind him, but in a cold and rigid tone, "The Dao that can be trodden is not the enduring and unchanging Dao. The na that can be nad is not the enduring and unchanging na. Naless, it is the origin of heaven and earth; nad, it is the mother of all things. Thus always without desire, by this its mystery is contemplated... If a man has no fa, he feels sha. When scorned by others, he hopes for successful fa to co with the east wind and return ho in glory, facing the utmost hardships to stand above others. Hanging his head from the beam, piercing his thigh with an awl, this is the relentless spirit of us who read!"
The next second, the shadow in the wooden house tied a rope to its own braid, looping the other end over a beam, then hung the braid up high.
What was horrifying was that Yang Xiao also felt a tightening on his scalp, as if a large braid had appeared behind his own head and was being pulled up.
Then the figure in the hut, from sowhere, pulled out a large awl of grayish white, as big as a large screwdriver, and with a ’puchi,’ it stabbed into its own buttocks.
At that mont, Yang Xiao felt as if he shared the pain, for he was fiercely jabbed in the buttocks as well, blood imdiately flowing out.
If it weren’t for the Drama Robe absorbing so of the impact, that thrust would have been deeper and fiercer. Yang Xiao was also shocked by the White-clothed Scholar’s thod of attack.
Seizing the opportunity of the White-clothed Scholar holding the book again, Yang Xiao swung the Human Bone Staff twice more. He didn’t exert much force, just enough to repel the man and buy himself a chance to escape. If this fight to the death continued, he would surely be the one to die.
Perhaps to test Yang Xiao’s true strength, the White-clothed Scholar didn’t even attempt to evade this ti, taking the hits head-on. Unfortunately, the two strikes failed to make the Scholar take a step back, only causing him to slightly shake his head, then he smiled and said, "I see, not bad at all!"
"Use whatever techniques you have!" The White-clothed Scholar seed very interested in Yang Xiao, and then he pulled out an inkstone from his clothing, casting it to the ground. He then recited loudly, "The stone craftsn of Duanzhou are skilled as gods, sharpening knives so sharp they could slice through the heavens, sculpting and holding water at their lips, secretly spilling long cold streaks of blood!"
As the last line was recited, Yang Xiao felt his feet go weak, nearly falling over. To his shock, he saw the ground corroded by a strange power, turning pitch black, as if he were standing on an inkstone.
The inkstone still had leftover ink; the pitch-black ink subrged his foot and crept up to Yang Xiao’s calf before it finally ca to a halt.
It was only then that Yang Xiao truly felt fear, as the ink had drowned everything, including the shattered mirror pieces in the courtyard, cutting off his route of retreat completely.
"Always wanting to view the subtle, these two things erge together but are given different nas; they are both called profound. Profound upon profound, the gate to all wonders..."
The chanting from the study behind him started up again, and soon, Yang Xiao felt a tightness in his chest as the voice recited the part about studying hard with the hope of succeeding in the exams and returning ho in glory.
"Puchi!"
"Putz!"
The first sound ca from within the wooden house, and the second one from Yang Xiao; the iron awl, seeming to co from nowhere, had actually pierced through his calf, and blood gushed out imdiately. The intense pain made it difficult for him to even stand.
But it wasn’t without gains; this ti, Yang Xiao managed to see that an iron awl had appeared out of thin air behind him, with a pale, thin hand gripping its handle, the back of the hand stained with specks of ink.
It was the ghost from the study that had wounded him, in a way he couldn’t understand.
"Still not willing to give up?" asked the white-clothed scholar, standing not far from Yang Xiao and also within the knee-deep ink, "If this continues, you’ll suffer imnsely. Even I find the ghost’s thods cruel. I think it’s better for you to..."
Yang Xiao took out the Ghost Lantern, poured his spiritual power into it, and as the green fla of the Ghost Lantern blazed brighter, the green light actually dispelled the ink at his feet. The green and black ink writhed and fought each other, forming a circle around Yang Xiao.
Seeing this, the white-clothed scholar clicked his tongue and couldn’t help but speak, "To be honest, I really don’t have the heart to kill you; you’ve brought enough surprises. But I can’t let you go today. Given ti, even I may not be a match for you."
"Co over here, and I’ll tell you a secret. After hearing it, you can decide for yourself whether to let go," Yang Xiao said, clutching his wound, barely holding on.
At these words, the white-clothed scholar laughed and shook his head slowly, "Your secret is a lie; you just want to co closer to fall for your trick. Let guess, you must have another powerful close-range Magic Artifact. I saw several corpses with strange deaths; they seed to have been disintegrated by so force, probably the close-range Magic Artifact you have."
With his strategy exposed, Yang Xiao wasted no more words. The white-clothed scholar not only had insurmountable abilities but also first-rate intelligence. Even with a crushing advantage over his opponent, he remained vigilant. Such a person was extrely difficult to deal with.
"Give up hope, in these years I have seen many talented individuals and encountered nurous sches. Surviving in Xiang Ma Town is much harder than you think," the white-clothed scholar said with a strange laugh before picking up his book again.
"There are beauties in books, there are Golden Houses in books!"
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