Chapter 18

At this moment, Wu Wu Zai Gu opened his indifferent eyes, his hands firmly and powerfully gripping the sharp rod beside him that had retracted its tentacles, and walked toward the young man from behind.

He aimed the tip at the young man, bowed, his gaze focused, waiting for the moment to strike.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the door.

Wu Wu Zai Gu turned his head abruptly, his body taut like a bowstring, one hand pressing on the hilt of his blade, squinting at the doorway.

The footsteps gradually approached, stopped in front of the door, and then the sound of knocking on the door followed.

Wu Wu Zai Gu frowned, and the white-robed person drew a dagger and walked over slowly.

However, before he could reach it, the door was pushed open without authorization.

An old man with the head of a rat and the eyes of a mouse poked his head in, and upon seeing people, he first let out two characteristic laughs.

"Hehe... back already? You weren't here when I came just now. That... hehe... two Immortal Elders, can you also grant me a cup of Immortal Water to drink? Look, I have one on my head too—oops! Little Brother Pei, you're here too, you, you put in a good word for me—"

Old Xiangzi's voice was suddenly cut off. His whole body hugged his abdomen like a worm, staring at the white-robed person in front of him with his mouth open and speechless, blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

The white-robed person withdrew his dagger, swung his arm to shake off the withered old man who was hugging his forearm like a mouse, and walked back to the middle of the ritual without even looking.

Wu Wu Zai Gu, on the other hand, cast a playful look at the old man who was "he-he-ing" on the ground. Unlike most boring believers, he always loved to reap happiness from people.

But after all, there was still serious business, so he quickly turned his attention back to what was in front of him.

Then a question floated up from the bottom of his heart: Why hasn't it started yet?

As if to answer this question, the young man in front suddenly turned around.

A cup of viscous liquid splashed toward his face, at such a close distance, it was almost poured directly onto his body.

Wu Wu Zai Gu's heart tightened, his body twisted into an incredible arc, dodging it by a hair's breadth, not letting a single drop of liquid stick to his skin.

But the next second, a tricky dagger was already pressed against his chest.

True Qi surged through his meridians like a gale. Wu Wu Zai Gu fell straight down, then flew out along the ground, dodging this strike again by a hair's breadth.

After flying out two zhang, Wu Wu Zai Gu tapped the ground with his hand, flipped over and stood up, looking at the young man in front with disbelief.

The closeness of this surprise attack, the suddenness of the eruption, and the speed of the stabbing made even the body under his black robe sweat slightly.

He immediately understood that this was the fish that had slipped through the net last night!

However, when he raised his eyes to look again, the other party had already shot the dagger in their hand into the throat of the white-robed person who had just reacted.

Wu Wu Zai Gu tilted his head, not in a hurry to strike. First, he pointed with the rod, and the remaining six people left the room one after another, and then he calmly and respectfully put the "Dragon Tongue" back in its original place.

Turning his head to look at the young man who was pulling out a second dagger from his waist, Wu Wu Zai Gu leaned over to brush the mud off his shoes and said slowly and methodically: "Why are you not affected by the Dragon Tongue's 'Immortal Lord Summoning Spirit'?"

Pei Ye did not say a word, his body like a compressed spring.

Only when facing this person alone did he truly feel the suffocating pressure.

He had activated 【Chun Shou】 and swallowed the Small Jiao Heart. His reaction, strength, and speed were already several times what they were before, and it was under such conditions of attacking the enemy unprepared, yet he hadn't even scratched a thread of the other party's robe.

Seeing that Pei Ye did not answer, Wu Wu Zai Gu was not annoyed either, saying: "Fortunately, you are here this time, otherwise I would have to suffer the pain of the Dragon Tongue devouring my body again... That feeling, it really is not pleasant..."

Speaking of this, Wu Wu Zai Gu seemed to finally remember the pain the young man in front of him had brought him. As he bit out the words one by one, his eyes became violent.

In an instant, all the hair on Pei Ye's body stood on end. He saw the other party's hand reach toward their waist, he saw a cold light being pulled out, he saw the other party twist their wrist to reveal the back of the blade.

Then, that cold light was already in front of his eyes!

Even with the blessing of 【Chun Shou】, Pei Ye still could not see the process. He almost relied entirely on instinct to prop up his dagger, and with a "clang!"—he actually blocked it!

Those injuries and backlashes were not just a drop in the bucket for the other party!

But the next moment, the dagger flew out of his palm. Pei Ye was facing such an expert for the first time. Even if the other party was in a state of serious injury and weakness, the slash of this blade gave Pei Ye the feeling of a mountain crashing over.

But fortunately, he had blocked this blade after all.

However, before Pei Ye's relief could fully well up, the blade, like a flexible poisonous snake, actually changed moves and exerted force in an extremely narrow space, without any accumulation of power, and slashed sideways at Pei Ye's waist!

The force of this blade was so great that Pei Ye flew out entirely.

This was the privilege of True Qi.

The purpose of this blade was to paralyze people without killing them. After all, they were sacrificial offerings, which could be maimed but not killed. The mark on his forehead changed from a death warrant to a life-saving talisman at this moment.

Pei Ye fell heavily to the ground, crashing onto the corpse of the white-robed person.

The dagger was still standing straight on that neck, and the blood had already flowed into a large pool. Pei Ye's eyes fell on the waist of the corpse at the first moment.

"Hmm... you swallowed that magical artifact?" Wu Wu Zai Gu noticed with sharp eyes that the young man's waist bone had not shattered. "In that case, I held back too much strength."

Wu Wu Zai Gu smiled slightly. Under two blades, the young man's strength had been exposed, and the third blade would be able to solve him without any accidents.

Pei Ye was just about to struggle to get up when Wu Wu Zai Gu had already pounced in front of him again.

This time it was a blade without reservation, with rich True Qi poured into the blade body, which was already visible to the naked eye, and Pei Ye had no time to stand up at all.

There would not have been any more accidents.

But the accident still appeared.

Because the young man grasped the sword.

He was not standing up; he was drawing his sword.

This was a sword move that was graceful and agile, striking from below to above. The cold light brought up the blood on the ground, like a silver dragon emerging from a sea of blood.

This was a sword move that should never have appeared here. It should have appeared on the Yunlang Sword-Asking Platform, it should have appeared before the Heaven Gate Sword-Testing Stone, it should have appeared in the Divine Capital Martial Examination, and it should even have appeared in the Five Seas and Nine Provinces Feather Scale Trial!

Wu Wu Zai Gu knew that there was nothing wrong with his blade. This blade would definitely be able to split the young man in two. But the other party's sword might be one step faster to pierce his throat. Of course, it could also be at the same time, or a little slower—because he couldn't see the trajectory of that silver dragon at all, couldn't judge it, and couldn't block it.

Did he dare to gamble?

Closer, the young man's firm expression became clearer, and there was not a trace of wavering in his eyes.

This was an unsolvable situation, because those who are barefoot are never afraid of those who wear shoes.

Wu Wu Zai Gu gritted his teeth, his body drifted backward in a long arc, landed back at the door, and looked at Pei Ye with a gloomy expression.

Pei Ye slowly opened his stance, set up a standard sword frame, and solemnly faced the first true strong enemy in his life.

No matter how high your realm is, no matter how thick your True Qi is, you haven't grown scales on your vital points. You can certainly kill me with a casual move, but it won't take a second sword for me to slit your throat.