Chapter 55: Gu Manzhi: I Only Feel Sorry for My Brother~ (Please Follow!)

The night breeze blew, causing her skirt to sway and revealing a slender, fair-skinned calf.

Moonlight spilled through the gaps in the clouds, coating her in a layer of silver radiance, like a jade lotus blooming in the dead of night.

"This still isn't enough to win you over?"

Gu Manzhi’s eyes were moist, her lips curling slightly.

To deal with a man like Chen Mo who has been "hurt by love," mere beauty is not enough; one must use concrete actions to prove one's "sincerity."

Through her paper dolls, she had mastered the intelligence and had long been lurking nearby.

Adding flowers to a brocade is never as good as sending charcoal in the snow; only by acting at the critical moment can one prove one's value.

Then, by appropriately expressing concern, she could tell him: "I care about you very much."

The night, the moonlight, and the beauty created an excellent "atmosphere"—one might ask, which man could fail to fall for it?

"Imperial Consort Yu, what do you have to compete with me?"

Gu Manzhi was filled with satisfaction, feeling that the plan to "turn Chen Mo" had taken a great step forward.

Thus, she intended to press her advantage, knitting her moth-like brows and saying faintly: "Why did Imperial Consort Yu have you carry out such a dangerous mission? That demon race is very strong and not something you can handle. If something were to happen to you, I..."

Her words trailed off, leaving everything unsaid.

Wake up, Chen Mo, Imperial Consort Yu is only using you!

"Why, afraid I'll die and you won't get the Azure Underworld Seal?" Chen Mo shook his head and said: "Don't worry, my life is tough. With the vital essence bestowed by Her Ladyship, I couldn't die even if I wanted to."

With vital essence and a powerful soul protecting his body, he was practically a youth version of an immortal.

But that demoness said she wanted to lock him on the bed and drain him day and night; wouldn't that be a fate worse than death...

Thinking of that scene, Chen Mo’s expression turned cold, and he lifted his leg to walk toward the center of the battlefield.

"Stand there and don't move; I'm going to go hack that stinking woman to pieces."

"..."

Watching his aggressive back, Gu Manzhi stamped her foot, her eyes filled with resentment.

"This blockhead!"

Boom!

The silver light and black mist parted upon contact, and the dispersing force of the blow shattered the surrounding trees.

Shen Shuchou stood with his spear held high, looking at the figure wrapped in gray mist with a solemn expression.

The area within a hundred paces was completely covered by demonic energy; he used true qi to protect his body, allowing him to temporarily resist the erosion of the demonic energy, but having to balance this with combat caused his true qi consumption to multiply.

According to the current situation, he could hold on for at most another half an hour.

Within half an hour, could he slay this demoness?

Shen Shuchou had no confidence.

"This place is too far from the capital city, beyond the range of the transmission jade talisman. Even if the city detects the anomaly, it will be too late for reinforcements to arrive."

"Better to save one if we can; take the news back first..."

Catching a glimpse of Chen Mo walking this way, Shen Shuchou pulled out a token and threw it over, shouting: "You go first, go to the Qilin Pavilion and find Elder Yun. Surround the Zhou family first to prevent the criminals from escaping!"

Zhou Li felt a jolt in his heart upon hearing this.

He turned his head to look, only to see that Chu Zhuo had "vanished from the face of the earth," leaving only a blurry, unrecognizable puddle of flesh and blood on the ground.

Dead?

How is that possible?!

Chu Zhuo was a genuine, veteran fifth-rank expert, yet he was killed by a sixth-rank martial artist in the prime of his youth... looking at Chen Mo’s composed and energetic appearance, it seemed he still had strength to spare!

This completely exceeded Zhou Li’s scope of understanding.

Pfft!

The black-gold staff pierced through his body, punching a hole through his left ribs.

Lin Jingzhu’s eyes darkened, "Distracted again? Looking down on me?"

The black staff in her hand vibrated, sparks erupting and blasting a huge wound into his body, exposing charred flesh and white bone shards!

Zhou Li felt the pain and dared not lose focus again, swinging his blade to meet her.

Being of the same fifth rank, his strength was a notch higher than Chu Zhuo’s, but trapped by the array, he couldn't unleash his combat power at all.

Lin Jingzhu’s figure flickered and turned, stabbing him with the staff from time to time.

That black staff was some unknown magic treasure, changing in countless ways, accompanied by sparks and lightning; if this continued, he would be worn down to death sooner or later!

"A sixth-rank killing a fifth-rank, and also proficient in array arts—what kind of monster is this Chen Mo?"

"But fortunately, there is still Jue Mi..."

"As long as she can get me out of here and detonate the talisman to bury the mine, then there will be no evidence left!"

Still holding onto a glimmer of hope, Zhou Li gritted his teeth and held on.

Suddenly, a chill surged from his heart.

Having practiced the blade for over thirty years since childhood, he keenly sensed something.

Like the silence before a landslide or a tsunami, an extremely powerful blade intent was brewing!

[Triggered special event: Slay the Demon!]

Looking at the concise prompt information before him, Chen Mo’s eyes were deep.

Not far away, the silver light and gray mist were entangled, and the area within a hundred paces had already become a vacuum zone.

There is a technique to stealing a kill.

First, the enemy must be low on health.

Second, pay attention to the timing of entry.

Most importantly, the skill must have a finishing effect!

Chen Mo hooked his fingers, and the Shattered Jade Blade at his waist hummed and vibrated.

The true qi in his dantian felt as if it were boiling, circulating rapidly along his meridians; the breath he exhaled became scorching hot!

Compress, and compress again!

The "Startling Dragon Slash" he had just comprehended was a transformation of the "Eight Blazing Flame Slashes" after merging with the Green Dragon Dao rhyme.

It retained the characteristic of the blade momentum stacking layer upon layer, becoming stronger with every strike, and could also hide the blade within oneself for a single dragon-startling strike!

The longer the charging time, the greater the power, and there was no upper limit.

Theoretically speaking, as long as there was enough true qi, even the gods and buddhas in the sky could be slain with a single strike!

However, in actual combat, it is difficult to have the opportunity for a long charge.

Chen Mo locked his eyes on that mass of gray mist, squeezing the true qi in his dantian dry and compressing it all into his meridians.

The amount of true qi was simply too vast, and his meridians could not bear the load; if not for the constant repair from the vital essence, he would have likely exploded and died long ago!

"Almost there, prepare to welcome my strongest strike!"

"Not bad, your strength is much stronger than Zhou Li’s; you must be at the peak of the fifth rank, right?"

"With such talent, you are qualified to be my favorite."

"I have decided to let you and that handsome young man from just now serve me together, one in front and one behind—the experience should be quite delightful~"

Jue Mi’s charming voice echoed in the air.

Seemingly unrestrained, her gaze was full of vigilance.

Shen Shuchou’s strength was only a step away from the fourth rank and was difficult to deal with; the best method was to stall for time, using demonic energy to continuously erode his true qi and wear him down bit by bit...

Hum—

At this moment, a humming sound reached her ears.

She turned her head to look, and her pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints!

She saw a white line appear out of thin air within the ink-thick, boundless demonic energy.

Immediately following, a blinding light occupied her entire field of vision, making the dark night as bright as day!

The world seemed to be split in two, and an inverted galaxy swept over with boundless killing intent!

"Die for me!"

Chen Mo’s voice was like the freezing wind of midwinter!

A strong sense of crisis surged into her heart.

Jue Mi did not hesitate in the slightest, her figure directly escaping into the void!

This strike could not be taken head-on!

Run!

However, Shen Shuchou reacted faster than her; he raised his silver spear with his right hand, his body pulled back like a full bow.

Blood-red light flashed in his eyes, and he spat out a thunderous sound:

"Begone!"

Soul-Fixing Spear!

The silver spear was thrown, with the force of a thunderbolt!

As if traversing space, it instantly pierced Jue Mi’s chest, pinning her to the rock wall!

Jue Mi still wanted to use her old trick and turn into gray mist to escape, only to find that her body could not move at all.

This silver spear had actually pinned her soul along with her body!

Swish—

A blade slashed down from beyond the heavens!

A deathly silence fell between heaven and earth; the expression on Yu Youhan's face froze, her body like shattered porcelain, spiderweb cracks spreading incessantly, with streaks of cyan light bursting forth from the fissures!

Her red lips parted, as if she still wanted to say something.

The night wind blew past, and her body turned into powder, dissipating with the wind.

Only then did the hundred-foot-tall rock wall behind her collapse with a roar, the cut as smooth as a mirror!

Amidst the sky-filling dust, a transparent phantom with a look of terror took advantage of the night to flee into the distance.

"He has been hiding his strength all along; he is absolutely not a Rank 6 martial artist!"

"Run!"

Suddenly, a powerful suction force arrived, and the phantom flew backward uncontrollably, to be firmly gripped in the palm of Chen Mo.

The dark night was ending, and the first light of dawn appeared.

A ray of the rising morning sun illuminated that slightly pale face.

"Stinking wench, don't you like to run your mouth?"

"Speak!"

Yu Youhan: "..."