Furthermore... he had seen Yang Xiao’s capabilities firsthand, and his own were not lacking either. If it really ca down to a battle of life and death, it was still uncertain whose deer would die.
"Indeed, Lu is truly honorable!" Yang, holding the Human Bone Staff, could naturally discern the truth of Lu Chenzhou’s words, realizing he had no intentions of harming him.
"You’ve saved twice, so this ti we brothers will face life and death together!" Lu Chenzhou took a deep breath, locked eyes on Elder Xiumu who had attacked them twice, and whispered, "Yang, I’ll try my best to hold off that old man while you focus on the Venerable of the Resentnt Sect. Success or failure... it’s up to you now!"
Once his identity had been exposed, Yang Xiao had no way out, and only one between him and the Venerable Jile could live to leave this place today.
He had killed the top Venerable of Wounded Door, the City God Master, and he could surely kill this Venerable from the Lower Three Sects as well!
"Elder Xiumu, you keep that youngster busy. As for this Yang Xiao, leave him to !" After issuing his commands, Venerable Jile walked towards Yang Xiao with his hands clasped behind his back, displaying a relaxed pace akin to a leisurely stroll and openly showing his disdain for Yang Xiao, he spoke as he walked, "Yang Xiao, today I will let you die with understanding. Originally, you and my Xiu Sect had no quarrel, but since you stole the Soul-Capturing Mirror, Wounded Door once tricked a treasured artifact from my Xiu Sect. Now we must kill you to trade the Soul-Capturing Mirror with Wounded Door to retrieve our treasure. As for your life or death... heh, no one cares."
"You should have died in Rongcheng, but today you fell into my hands, I will make sure you can neither live nor die." Venerable Jile said viciously.
Unexpectedly, the battle between Yang Xiao and Venerable Jile hadn’t even started when Lu Chenzhou and Elder Xiumu’s fight began on the other side. A Wooden Swing Hamr suddenly appeared behind Lu Chenzhou, thundering down, but Lu Chenzhou, prepared this ti, managed to dodge with difficulty while simultaneously pulling out a clay figurine from his chest, fixating his eyes on Elder Xiumu, and lightly flicking on the figurine’s head.
At the sa ti, as if sensing sothing, Elder Xiumu suddenly threw his head backwards, and the next second, a twisted strange force struck from the front. Though he was already on alert, he couldn’t completely dodge it, and the strike hit the elder’s shoulder, making him stumble.
Both sides were just testing each other, not yet exerting their full strength, as the outco of the fight ultimately depended on Yang Xiao and Venerable Jile. Lu Chenzhou only wanted to hold off Elder Xiumu, and similarly, the other side was also calculating. Having reached this point, Lu Chenzhou was no slouch to be trifled with so easily. For Elder Xiumu to kill him swiftly, a price had to be paid, which wasn’t sothing he wished for.
Lu Chenzhou had roughly figured out Elder Xiumu’s thod of attack, the Big Swing Hamr, which could appear suddenly near the opponent. He had yet to see the actual Magic Artifact, but imagined it was hidden inside Elder Xiumu’s voluminous robe, within the Qiankun Sleeve.
The elder had kept his arms crossed, hands buried in his sleeves since appearing, arms poised in front of him. He noted that the elder’s robe fluttered for no reason the last ti he launched his attack.
Their clash was also observed by Yang Xiao, who ford an initial assessnt of Elder Xiumu’s strength. His spiritual power was slightly superior to Lu Chenzhou’s but not by much. Lu Chenzhou was comparatively strong in the Low-Level Fierce range, while the elder was marginally below mid Fierce Grade level.
Using the Evil Cultivator Venerable who once clashed with Yang Xiao as a comparison, the elder was stronger than Granny Hong and the Staff Killing Elder, but nowhere near the City God Master whom Yang Xiao had killed last ti in Xiang Ma Town.
Seeing that Lu Chenzhou had steadied his position, Yang Xiao was also ready to fully engage Venerable Jile, wondering how this man compared to the City God Master.
Seeing Yang Xiao hesitating to make a move, Venerable Jile across him suddenly laughed, "What, are you scared?"
"Scared no one will collect your corpse." Yang never lost when it ca to verbal sparring.
"Hehehe..." Accompanied by several harsh laughs, Venerable Jile suddenly ran towards Yang Xiao. His footsteps were bizarre, staggering drunkenly from left to right as if he were a tipsy man. However, Yang Xiao dared not underestimate him. As Venerable Jile drew nearer, an ethereal lody drifted to Yang’s ears, heightening his alertness.
This tune was familiar; he had heard it before. Shortly after his arrival here, it was this music that had interfered with the Human Bone Staff’s detection.
The next second, Yang Xiao was stunned. The Venerable Jile, who ran towards him shaking his corpulent body, seemingly transford instantly. His swollen legs grew increasingly thin, his movents more and more nimble, and his body seed to stretch like rubber, becoming increasingly slender and tall.
Along with these changes, his skin, clothes, and coiffure all transford... When he was 30 ters from Yang Xiao, Venerable Jile was still a corpulent man, but by the ti the distance closed to 10 ters, he was already a stunning beauty, barefoot with fluttering sleeves, her exquisite skirt undulating like flowing water, her pale skin dazzling.
For a mont, Yang Xiao fell into a trance, as if he were in a grand palace attending a king’s feast, surrounded by rhythms rising and falling, with a row of lutes, flutes, drums, and zithers lined up, with tiers of bronze bell chis positioned above, reigning supre.
Below, a Dancing Girl enticingly charming, her pale bare feet stepping on the cold palace floor, each step accompanied by the resounding beat of drums, splashing countless droplets of water.
The clanging of bronze wine vessels, the guests at the feast clapping along, laughter, cheers, a cacophony of sounds mixed together, but Yang Xiao ignored it all, simply gazing enchantedly below, looking at that bewitching figure who seed like a ghost appearing before him, presenting him with a solo dance.
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