Chapter 83: Brothers at War? (Third Update)

Yang Lin's actions were an immense insult to a Mei Xiu cultivator!

Jiang Yujiu sat by the cliffside, silently cursing Yang Lin for over half an hour.

She dared not make a sound, mainly fearing the commotion would attract unwanted ghostly things.

Until she heard a rustling noise coming from the valley below.

Looking down, she saw countless Tongxuan Grass Monsters beginning to revive, crawling upward in an endless stream.

Fuck!

Is it already starting?

She dared not stay any longer, slapped her ass, stood up, and hurried toward the Jianfeng.

Meanwhile.

With the help of the two disabled Tongxuan Grass Monsters he'd first encountered, Seeing Xiao Fan had been continuously harvesting spiritual essence and now commanded an enormous army.

But his condition was growing increasingly strange.

The seven-colored light in his eyes grew more pronounced, his expression colder by the moment.

The other trialists still alive were no weaklings.

Like Li Fengping, Jiang Jing, and the Jishigu Alchemists, each displayed their own skills, and many Tongxuan Grass Monsters had already fallen to them.

Han Yun, from the Taishang Dao Sect and no slouch in strength, adhered to the principle of avoiding conflict and conserving spiritual energy, inching slowly toward the Jianfeng.

Yet the one closest to the Jianfeng now was not him, but…

Lin Qiu Xian! Lin Qiu Xian was not only the closest to the Jianfeng, but he had slain more Tongxuan Grass Monsters and defeated more trialists than anyone else.

In his most dangerous moment, Lin Qiu Xian had even been ambushed by hundreds of Tongxuan Grass Monsters, just as Yang Lin had been—but he had carved his way out using the Seven Emotions Sword Scripture.

…

…

A vast expanse of flat ground.

Xiao Ming, desperate to find his brother, had fallen into the same perilous situation Yang Lin and Lin Qiu Xian had faced earlier.

Around him, Tongxuan Grass Monsters with sword-like arms swarmed relentlessly.

Xiao Ming's clothes were tattered, his body covered in countless tiny wounds, his blood staining him into a crimson figure.

"Brainless piece of shit! I'll fuck your mother—get the hell out of my way!"

He'd just seen Seeing Xiao Fan arrive nearby, and then these brainless bastards had appeared out of nowhere.

Out of concern, Xiao Ming had followed.

And after witnessing that unsettling scene last night, he'd resolved to have a proper talk with Seeing Xiao Fan inside the Secret Realm.

Though the rules had surprised him, his intention had never changed.

Fine—he'd talk from twenty meters away.

Boom! One punch sent a monster flying; the surging qi blast swept a wide area clear, carving a gap in the impenetrable circle.

But it was useless—the Tongxuan Grass Monsters behind quickly surged forward, filling the breach.

The colorful lights in their eyes resembled beautiful pearls floating in a silver-gray sea.

A silver-gray tide surged forward, each wave a dense throng of gleaming, icy blades.

Xiao Ming's eyes turned blood-red; he pushed his spiritual energy through his blood, stomped hard—Boom!

A shockwave erupted before him, hurling the Tongxuan Grass Monsters into the air like straw dummies.

But… still useless! Sssch! A blade pierced his waist from behind, emerging through his front.

"Fucking bastards! Brainless shits! I'll kill you all!"

Sssch! Sssch! Sssch! Blades stabbed in from all sides, the sound of metal piercing flesh echoing continuously—his hands, throat, waist, and chest all pierced through.

"Huhuhu!"

Even though he could no longer speak, he seemed to keep cursing.

Where's Seeing Xiao Fan? Is he also being surrounded by these brainless bastards?

"Brother, stop cursing."

The sudden voice startled Xiao Ming; he forced himself to lift his head.

The Tongxuan Grass Monsters, moments ago frenzied like rabid dogs, now respectfully stepped aside and knelt prostrate, clearing a path down which a figure slowly approached.

He recognized the face all too well.

'Seeing Xiao Fan!'

Xiao Ming was utterly stunned, but the blade through his throat left him only able to emit a 'huhuhu' sound.

In a daze, he recalled the scene he'd witnessed last night—mosquitoes kneeling like servants before Seeing Xiao Fan.

How eerily similar this was!

As Seeing Xiao Fan drew near, the surroundings faded, and the two entered the hazy gray space.

In the center stood a line of golden characters.

【Battle Begins】

Seeing Xiao Fan did not move, only smiled at Xiao Ming: "Brother, you really are a body cultivator—your vitality is incredible."

He wasn't wrong; Xiao Ming's appearance was truly horrific.

Though the blades embedded in his body had vanished upon entering this space, the wounds remained.

Gazing into those eyes, like polished glass swirling with seven-colored light, Xiao Ming felt a chill.

This couldn't possibly be Seeing Xiao Fan! "Brother, of course it's me," Seeing Xiao Fan said, as if reading his thoughts, smiling faintly. "Who else could it be?"

"Huhuhu~!"

Blood seeped from the wound in his throat; Xiao Ming's vision grew increasingly blurred.

"Go back in peace, brother. I'll get a great result."

Saying this, Seeing Xiao Fan flicked his finger, and a streak of spiritual energy pierced straight through Xiao Ming's forehead.

All life vanished; Xiao Ming's body slowly dissolved into specks of light.

The surrounding scenery returned—Return to the Secret Realm.

The Tongxuan Grass Beasts still knelt reverently, as if paying homage to their sovereign.

Seeing Xiao Fan stood at the center, raising his head to gaze at the sky, as if locking eyes with someone.

…………

Far away, Zhang Yunlu stood atop a modest hill.

She had witnessed every detail of Xiao Ming being overwhelmed and killed by the Tongxuan Grass Monsters.

"Someone can control these monsters?"

This was problematic—she couldn't guarantee she'd survive if surrounded by so many Tongxuan Grass Monsters.

And… Seeing Xiao Fan's condition seemed deeply wrong.

After observing for a few more seconds, Zhang Yunlu decided to retreat first; forcing a confrontation now would be unwise.

Yet just as she prepared to look away and leave, Seeing Xiao Fan, who had been staring at the sky, suddenly turned his head—and looked right at her!

Though they were far apart, Zhang Yunlu saw with absolute clarity his eyes—like polished colored glass, swirling with seven-colored light.

There was a hint of surprise in them, as if he'd encountered an unexpected delight.

In the instant their gazes met, the air froze, and time itself seemed to halt.

Zhang Yunlu's body bristled with gooseflesh; a bone-deep chill shot from her soles to the crown of her head.

Her heartbeat stopped abruptly, then pounded at a terrifying speed, like a thundering drum, deafening in her ears.

Danger!

Extreme danger! Every fiber of her flesh screamed, urging her to flee—the shadow of death loomed over her heart, fear crashing over her like a tidal wave.

Seeing Xiao Fan began to move.

He started walking toward Zhang Yunlu, unhurried and calm.

Yet with each step, his form twisted—and then he instantly crossed over ten meters, as if wielding the legendary divine ability of shrinking distance! The kneeling Tongxuan Grass Monsters rose, roared to the sky, and then sprinted after Seeing Xiao Fan.

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