novelraw Chapter 236 - 164: Yin Sha Qi, Special Cultivator!
Chapter 236 - 164: Yin Sha Qi, Special Cultivator!
A silhouette shot out from the nameless mountain, swept along by the fierce wind, heading towards Qingyun City.
A year and a half ago, Su Mu refined nine paths of power into Pill Force, and now he had nineteen paths of power in his Dantian, each more refined compared to before.
After the fourth Refining Force achievement of Pill Force, Su Mu no longer needed to activate it himself; with every breath, the power within him continuously circulated, and each flow through his limbs and veins, returning to the Dantian, refined the power further.
The Strength Pill had been nourished and expanded over the year and a half; initially, it was a small circle with a faint golden color, smaller than a baby’s fist, and now it was one circle bigger than an adult man’s fist.
Moreover, it had become more golden, revealing a hint of brilliance.
Now, the power within Su Mu was three times more formidable compared to when he initially achieved Pill Force, and it was no wonder that Yuan Wuming of the Five Extremes Realm was shocked.
Under a pitch-black rain curtain, a silhouette with a long shadow strolled leisurely on North Cyan Cloud Street, entering Qingyun City earlier than Su Mu.
At this moment, under the black robe, there was an expression of anger and disdain on the face.
Regardless of the interference with the Bronze Compass by the hidden petty figures, he took more time, but he eventually found it; heaven was on his side.
Since he had found the person, who in the Three Canglan Counties could stop him?
Wine Dust Lane, Yunhe Clinic.
The resonance of the Bronze Compass in the black-robed elder’s hand reached an unprecedented intensity at this moment, making the elder feel thrilled, knowing the person was in this quiet bamboo garden.
"Huh, Yunhe Clinic?"
The elder stepped into the bamboo garden, pausing suddenly after a few steps, with his pupil contraction under the black robe and the disdain stiffening on his face, showing a solemn expression for the first time after stepping onto the land of the Three Canglan Counties.
From the bamboo house inside the clinic came a pure breath.
"Yin Sha Qi... Such a concentrated Yin Sha Qi!"
The black-robed elder arrived outside the bedroom where the Little Doctor was, awaking abruptly from inside and seeing a silhouette outside, which was neither Brother Su Mu nor the Master.
"Who is it?"
A panicked voice came from the Little Doctor, and in the next moment, the bedroom door was pushed open, stopping the exclamation.
"Hmm!"
The Little Doctor’s hand landed on the short blade at the waist but before reacting, an Invisible Power touched her brow, making her head dizzy, and she fainted with only a muffled groan.
The black-robed elder stepped into the room, glancing at the Little Doctor’s face for a few moments, showing a surprised look, and when placing a hand on the Little Doctor, the face suddenly expanded with anger and immense fear.
"The power of a Martial Artist, ... is this meant to destroy her?"
The elder trembled all over, seemingly realizing someone would be furious about this later, making even him uneasy, unable to swallow his saliva.
"This matter is irrelevant to me... Elder only needs to take her back."
The elder reached out to grab the Little Doctor, flickering silver light in his eyes, her body floating in midair, finally carried onto his shoulder.
Before leaving, the elder walked to where he felt the Yin Sha Qi earlier, pushing open the pharmacy’s bamboo door, flicking a finger to light the indoor candles.
He came to a stone vessel, inside which was a basin of black, viscous liquid with a foul stench.
"There’s such Yin Sha Qi contained in the blood..." The elder’s face changed drastically, a bit of fear appearing, immediately extinguishing the candle with a finger, "No, this place is not suitable to stay long."
The elder’s thoughts moved, activating the Breath Concealment Technique to hide his presence entirely.
Tap, tap!
Soon, a silhouette emitting a Sha Qi came to the clinic outside in the rain, Su Mu’s deep eyes surged with immense coldness; there was no breathing sound inside the clinic.
Besides, Su Mu could smell a trace of musk left between heaven and earth, including a slightly familiar scent; Su Mu walked out of the clinic without a word, and indeed he found some undried footprints.
The Little Doctor disappeared from the bedroom, and the owner of the footprints also stepped into the pharmacy.
"Arrived a step late... Someone took the Little Doctor away!"
Su Mu showed signs of losing rationality at this moment. Upon seeing the empty bedroom, his heart under the chest suddenly twisted into pain, as if something crucial left him.
Making his breathing difficult, as if suffocating.
Whoosh whoosh!
Su Mu gasped harshly.
The Little Doctor’s frequent smiling face emerged bit by bit before his eyes.
"You’re really good, Brother!"
"Brother, extend your hand... This is a Peace Rope, meaning peace yearly; Brother, you mustn’t lose it."
The Little Doctor flustered to put the slightly faded colorful rope that still carried warmth on Su Mu’s wrist, with red ears.
Only when lost does one know how to cherish; at this moment, Su Mu suddenly awakened.
This feeling was not unfamiliar to Su Mu; the first time was four years ago in Qingshui Town upon seeing Uncle Zhou and others’ corpses, the second time was last year in Donghe Town upon seeing Uncle Li and the seriously injured Xiaohu.
This time was the third, even more intense than the second.
Su Mu held the Peace Rope on his wrist gently, then carefully took it off, leaving it indoors before quickly heading to the pharmacy, revealing a bottle of medicinal wine and drinking it, hanging another bottle at his waist.
Cicadas buzz boisterously in the thunderstorm, Su Mu on the verge of rampage stepped outside the clinic, forcibly calming himself, employing senses beyond ordinary for the pursuit of the other’s traces.
Yet the rain washed away the traces, or perhaps the person who abducted the Little Doctor deliberately concealed their presence upon departure, preventing any pursuit.
A few breaths later.
A gender-ambiguous, cold voice abruptly reached Su Mu’s ears.
"North City Gate... Continuing pursuit will lead to your death."
Su Mu suddenly opened his eyes, scanning Wine Dust Lane only to find it empty. At this moment, he couldn’t capture where the voice came from; it seemed to resonate directly in his mind, but that wasn’t important now.
"Thank you!"
Without hesitation, Su Mu made his choice on the spot, his figure flickering as he pursued in the direction of the North City Gate.
Su Mu sensed a chilling aura in the clinic, making it clear to him that the person who abducted the Little Doctor was not simple, far from simple.
The earlier words from that unknown person, using some unknown method to transmit sound, were both a reminder and a warning, warning Su Mu that pursuing further would lead to his death.
This individual, able to transmit sound without a trace, undoubtedly had power surpassing Su Mu’s, which also illustrated the strength of tonight’s visitor.
Rationality told Su Mu that ignoring it was the most sensible choice, as a wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall.
They say a gentleman’s revenge can wait ten years.
But is it really not too late? Justice delayed is justice denied, and it’s better to act with a clear conscience. Su Mu didn’t want to experience a second incident like Qingshui Town.
Moreover, Su Mu wasn’t exactly a gentleman, and humans are not purely rational beings who act solely on logic. If one could truly ignore everything and not be influenced by emotions, then they couldn’t be called human!
At least, Su Mu couldn’t stand by idly watching the Little Doctor being taken away.
At this moment, the anger and killing intent in Su Mu’s mind overwhelmed his reason. Tonight, he would risk everything to bring the Little Doctor back.
Rumble!
Silver snakes danced across the sky. In the thunderous sound, the gait of the black-robed elder paused as he slowly turned around.
Before the thunder light dissipated, a figure charged in from behind, filled with undisguised killing intent. The black-robed elder was taken aback, initially thinking it was the owner of the blood in the clinic pursuing him.
Upon sensing that it was a martial artist, and a Lower Three Grades at that, the elder’s hand flashed with spiritual light as he took out a bronze compass, which gave no response.
"The compass has no reaction... not that person."
The black-robed elder was furious, thinking of the months of continuous interference with his bronze compass, the intense connection between the unconscious Little Doctor’s internal power and himself, and being scared off by the blood containing Yin Sha Qi in the clinic.
This made the black-robed elder burn with anger. He hadn’t found someone to vent his rage on yet, but now someone dared to come looking for trouble. He wanted to see what courage this mere martial artist had to seek him out.
Tap tap!
In the rain-covered woods, the approaching figure drew nearer, the person’s build was burly, with deep-set eyes, clothes untouched by rain. The wind and rain were blocked a few inches away from his body by an invisible force.
Su Mu stopped several feet away, his eyes filled with killing intent fixed on the black-robed man.
"Leave the person, or die!"
The black-robed elder seemed to have heard the biggest joke of his life, laughing with a raspy hoarse voice. He found it was just a madman, and his eagerness waned significantly.
Before Su Mu’s words could finish, his arm trembled, and the Red Flame Spear unfolded, with power pouring in, lighting up the inscriptions on the spear. The three red feather-like artifact patterns emitted a fluorescent glow.
Clang!
A sharp edge surged, suddenly spitting out several inches of red spear light from the spear tip, which seemed like a red thread in Su Mu’s grip.
Overlord Spear Seven Techniques: Azure Dragon Emerges from the Sea!
A cold glint flickered, and in an instant, Su Mu took a step, dragging afterimages and spanning several feet.
Facing Su Mu’s spear, the black-robed elder stood motionless, a look of disdain on his face.
"A Half-Step Seventh-Grade Treasure Artifact, is this your reliance?"
The eyes under the black robe suddenly erupted with killing intent. The elder raised a hand, his robe fluttered wildly, and an overwhelming aura surged from his body, his withered five fingers reaching out from his right sleeve as a storm raged in the forest.
Clang!
The tip of the Red Flame Spear, sweeping with killing intent, seemed to strike an invisible barrier, unable to penetrate, a horrifying scene unfolded as the spear stopped three inches away from the elder’s withered fingers!
"Die!"
The elder’s mouth barely opened, and an almost inaudible swooshing sound pierced the air. Though Su Mu couldn’t see any attack, the flood dragon on his brow gave a dangerous warning. Su Mu hadn’t used his full strength with this spear, and instantly reacted, pouring power into his feet and sidestepping swiftly.
Whoosh!
The unseen attack missed, and behind Su Mu, several large trees, which required one to embrace, were punctured with finger-sized holes.
A special cultivator?!
"Was that Spiritual Power just now?"
The flood dragon on Su Mu’s brow trembled violently, and an even stronger sense of crisis arose in his heart, more intense than when he encountered Yuan Wuming.
This sent a chill through Su Mu’s heart. He sensed clearly moments earlier that the person before him had no power fluctuations but only pure and cold Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.
All these signs indicated that the person before him was indeed the special cultivator he suspected.
"Hmm?"
The black-robed elder noticed Su Mu dodging his Spiritual Power attack, uttering a soft "hmm," but didn’t dwell on it, merely considering it the martial artist’s luck. Impatiently, he raised his withered hand again.
The raised withered five fingers seemed like a vortex, resonating with the Five Viscera. The cold spiritual Qi within him surged with the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, instantly forming a giant cyan palm, descending like a mountain.
As one of the Four Guardians of Black Mountain, compared to the half-yard flame palm fully condensed by the Red-Bearded Tiger King, the casual palm strike of the elder was a giant among dwarfs in terms of size and might!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The cyan giant palm hadn’t yet fallen, but the surrounding air was already groaning under the immense pressure. The trees around Su Mu exploded and collapsed, and the rain-soaked earth sank and caved under the terrifying pressure, forming a giant palm pit.
Su Mu’s expression grew extremely grave, his chest weighed down like a thousand-jin boulder, suffocating him.
He had no doubt that if this palm fell, even someone as powerful as Yuan Wuming, who had forcibly entered the Sixth Five Extremes Realm with external assistance, would be instantly crushed to death!
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