Chapter 64: A Hundred Ghosts Wind and Thunder, Carrying the Child's Arrow — The Ox Demon Grandpa Is Back Again [Please Keep Reading!

Snowflakes fluttered in the high sky.

Li Che's spirit seemed to have turned into a chessboard; the chessboard enveloped the area centered on the small courtyard, the immaculate heart divine nature was slowly being consumed, but Li Che clearly caught sight of Zhao Xuanhai stepping into the alley.

Zhao Xuanhai appeared here; Li Che already understood that the Xu Family had likely sold him.

Sold to the City Lord's Mansion; initially Zhao Xuanhai represented the City Lord's side, wanting to conscript Li Che to carve wooden statues, but at that time he was blocked by Xu Helie.

But now, shortly after Li Che revealed his identity as a Wood Carving Master, Zhao Xuanhai came to the outside of his independent workshop.

Is it a coincidence?

It doesn't matter; Li Che doesn't care either.

In fact, Zhao Xuanhai's appearance here, Li Che had vaguely anticipated.

After all, in this world, one must prepare for both good and bad outcomes; plus, the Xu Family's attitude today is too abnormal…

Li Che then formed an idea and consideration, raising his vigilance a bit.

Now Zhao Xuanhai has indeed come.

He raised his head, feeling the cold of heaven and earth, the freezing winter of the twelfth month, bone-chilling and lethal.

He lifted his head; snowflakes fluttered down from the high sky, landing on the chessboard woven by the divine nature network of the Chess Saint Dao Fruit.

Like being roasted over a furnace fire, it instantly evaporated!

"The Xu Family… our affection is exhausted."

Li Che said softly.

The Chess Saint Dao Fruit activated; under his observation, every move of Zhao Xuanhai was within his grasp.

"Zhao Xuanhai, a divine nature cultivator whose nurturing nature is like a river, has yet to step into the Divine Foundation… care for a battle?"

Li Che whispered softly.

Since Zhao Xuanhai has come today, I will keep him; as a master of the Infant Spirit Sect, Li Che will show no mercy—this is such a good opportunity…

If I don't keep him, he will eventually become a major trouble threatening Xixi.

"Can I keep him?" Li Che lowered his head, looking down, as if overlooking the chess pieces on the board from high above.

No, he must be kept…

If it really won't work, I'll use the six thousand rounds of Wood Ferry Crow Namu Gatling I've saved up these past six months… blast him to death!

As for the trouble that keeping Zhao Xuanhai might bring…

Perhaps someone thoughtful would realize that the Ox Demon and Li Che have countless connections…

But what of it?

As long as Zhao Xuanhai cannot enter his courtyard or open its gate…

Separated by a door, separated by heaven and earth.

Whether Zhao Xuanhai lives or dies, what does it have to do with Li Che?

The one who kills him…

It's the Ox Demon.

Li Che took out a cute ox-face mask he had prepared earlier and gently covered his face with it.

A feeling of familiarity and reassurance welled up.

He raised his head; his black hair fluttered sharply, his eyes instantly brimming with heaven‑shaking killing intent.

"Zhao Xuanhai…"

"You Ox Demon Grandpa, you're back again."

…

…

Creak.

His foot stepped on the soft, snow‑covered blue‑stone pavement of the alley, emitting an extremely faint creaking sound.

"Li Che, born of common stock, has practiced martial arts for three years; now he has reached Bone Tempering Perfection—quite impressive, a martial arts prodigy, and also a wood‑carving genius…"

"But mere Bone Tempering Perfection is nothing to fear; even if he becomes a Wood Carving Master and perhaps grasps a bit of divinity, according to the information given by Xu Beihu, Li Che has not cultivated the Xu School's Xuanliu Sword, so his nurturing nature has not entered the bowl."

"That too is nothing to fear."

Zhao Xuanhai's burly frame bears a heavy blade at his waist weighing eight hundred catties; swung solely by flesh and blood, its lethality is extreme.

Zhao Xuanhai not only possesses strong divine cultivation, but as a martial practitioner he is also not weak, having early‑stage meridian‑opening energy cultivation, his body filled with python‑like tendons and tiger‑strong bones, extremely unusual.

Coming to suppress and capture a Bone Tempering Perfection Li Che would be easy as catching something with one's hand.

Even if he were a martial arts prodigy, he is merely at Bone Tempering Perfection; he could not possibly fail.

Suddenly.

He stepped down heavily; in an instant, the snow in the whole narrow lane exploded upward, rippling and slamming heavily onto the tiles on both sides, shattering into countless snow powder.

Zhao Xuanhai wore an angry boy's mask; his coarse black hair stood like needles piercing the air.

Behind the mask, his eyes glanced wildly around…

In his upper dantian inner vision, his divine nature trembled wildly, as if being stared down by a terrifying poisonous snake!

Every hair stood on end!

Creak…

His ear twitched, his pupils narrowed like a snake's, and he heard an extremely faint sound, as if from far away…

Yet it also seemed very close.

That was…

The sound of drawing a bowstring!

It seemed as if a divine archer, bow drawn to a full moon, locked onto him from all directions, sealing off every retreat and advance…

He had nowhere to hide, completely exposed in the divine archer's lock-on!

As the arrow and bow were drawn, the slight friction sounded like thunderclaps exploding beside Zhao Xuanhai's ears.

"Who?!"

Zhao Xuanhai roared in anger, his qi and blood bursting forth suddenly, 【Wrathful Amitabha】 divinity erupting explosively at that instant!

However, the next instant.

The drifting snowflakes were pierced and shattered into powder.

A dim-colored stream of light, like a roaring warplane, wrapped in the sound of wind and thunder, resembling a mystic thunderbolt, tore through the wind and snow from the end of the alley, its speed reaching the extreme.

Zhao Xuanhai glared angrily, his gaze instantly locking onto the incoming arrow!

"This is……"

"Resentful Weeping Hundred Ghosts Wind-Thunder Arrow!"

"Remnants of the Si family?!"

Zhao Xuanhai, well-informed and experienced, instantly realized who had attacked upon sensing the 【Resentful Weeping Ghost-Suppressing】 divinity contained in the wind-thunder arrow!

The Si family…… the Si family's surviving divinity cultivators!

They actually dared to assassinate him at this moment?

"The Si family…… allied with the Xu family? Want to assassinate me?! No…… wrong, the Xu family wouldn't do such a thing; the Si family was destroyed, and it was the Xu family who struck!"

In just a moment, Zhao Xuanhai's mind raced through many thoughts.

If not for that, who could know…… he would come to this alley?

No time to think, the arrow had already approached; the wails of a hundred ghosts, resentful weeping grudges, raged around the arrow, countless ghostly shadows flickering!

Zhao Xuanhai bellowed, stepped back and stomped hard; his qi and blood, together with his divinity, ignited like oil on fire and exploded instantly!

Divinity……

【Wrathful Amitabha】!

Like a great river surging, his divinity instantly swept forth, wildly flowing around his body.

A colossal Amitabha image, as if forged from blazing flames, stood around him like a golden bell's cover.

Dang——

A clear ring!

As if an ancient bell, asleep for a thousand years, had been struck heavily!

The metallic arrowhead seemed to hang in midair, spinning at high speed, and as it rubbed against that Amitabha divinity image, countless sparks burst forth!

Zhao Xuanhai's eyes blazed like torches; his left hand glowed red like a branding iron, his whole arm twisting and coiling like a braid, like an angry dragon serpent, barring before him to block the arrow!

"The Resentful Weeping Hundred Ghosts Wind-Thunder Arrow…… contains the 【Resentful Weeping Ghost-Suppressing】 divinity; it must be from the Si family's main line……"

"However, this arrow technique has only just reached minor accomplishment, and the divinity it contains is merely a nurturing spark."

"With just this single arrow, you think you can kill me?"

Zhao Xuanhai snorted hot air from his nostrils, his five fingers hooked and clenched tightly; in an instant the arrow exploded, wood chips flying everywhere, and Zhao Xuanhai was suddenly startled.

Yet within the shattered arrow……

There lay a pure, flawless divinity chess piece, like the whitest star in the cosmic starry sky, floating amidst countless fragments.

"What…… is this divinity?"

"It is not 【Resentful Weeping Ghost-Suppressing】, nor 【Suspended Thought Flowing Sword】!"

"Even…… it does not belong to the Seven Emotions!"

"So pure!"

Zhao Xuanhai had a moment, being entranced.

But the next moment, that white divinity chess piece vanished, replaced by……

a cute bovine mask, and beneath the mask…… those deep, still-as-an-ancient-well pupils.

Zhao Xuanhai shuddered in shock, as if staring at a peerless beauty he admired suddenly turning into a burly man picking his nose, his heart nearly stopping from fright!

The divinity chess piece he had been obsessed with abruptly transformed into the bull-demon nightmare that had once bombarded him!

It nearly blocked his nerves in an instant!

"Where is my divinity chess piece?!"

Zhao Xuanhai instinctively let out a low growl.

Li Che glanced dubiously at Zhao Xuanhai, not knowing why he would produce such a ridiculous illusion.

But without a word, he clenched his five fingers, and the 【Pure Heart】 Dao Fruit's Heaven and Earth spat out a fine iron spear!

【Dragon Elephant Vajra】 directly entered the second stage, Wrathful Vajra!

In an instant, qi and blood burst forth!

The Wrathful Vajra aroused by his Nine Transformations of Blood Exchange cultivation made Li Che's combat power approach the peak of his meridians!

Wrapping the chess piece within the wind-thunder arrow, then using the 【Chess Saint】's ability to place a piece at will, he appeared bodily before Zhao Xuanhai.

Dealing with divinity cultivators…… close combat is the best opportunity!

Li Che gripped the spear, the shaft trembling and shattering countless snowflakes; opening with…… the Xu Family Eight-Link Bone-Shattering Spear!

Countless spear shadows densely pierced heaven and earth!

Transformation…… martial technique!

Zhao Xuanhai's hairs stood on end; the Amitabha golden form woven from his 【Wrathful Amitabha】 divinity was actually detonated by this Transformation spear strike!

Only a martial artist's Transformation martial technique can contend against divinity!

This bull-demon before him…… actually had mastered another Transformation martial technique!

With the Amitabha golden form shattered, Li Che's peak meridian martial artist cultivation erupted without explosive burst; the suffocating pressure made Zhao Xuanhai's temples throb, his face flushing red, instantly turning hot!

He wanted to burst forth with the mighty divinity of nurturing nature like a river, smash open the ferocious ox-demon before him, and pull away.

Li Che had anticipated this; beneath his mask, his expression was indifferent.

One hand held the spear, the other clenched into a fist!

The 【Wrathful Weep Subdues Ghosts】 divinity extracted from the god-base fragment held in Qianxi's hand burst forth, merging into this transcendent-realm punch!

The god-base-level divinity… irresistibly shattered his 【Wrathful Maitreya】 divinity!

The divinity of a god-base cultivator is inherently higher in rank, an innate suppression of his level……

Link after link, move after move……

Like a supreme chessmaster, calculating each step precisely, even seeing dozens of steps ahead……

Oppressive, constricting, hard to breathe!

This ox-demon…… has become even more terrifying!

"Damn it!"

"I'm done for……"

Zhao Xuanhai murmured.

Boom!

In the next instant, the midair exploded, countless blood and flesh fragments flying sideways.

The floating snowflakes were all dyed blood-red!

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