Chapter 688: Wuxia: Even Archrivals Can Become Lovers 22

Jin Chen pressed his hand against his with the back of his hand, soothingly rubbed it, curled his lips in a smile, and opened his mouth silently.

"It's fine, I have a way."

Having read his lip movements, Mu Huaizhi, no matter how worried, could only follow his lead, but the Jade Hilt Dragon remained tightly gripped in his hand.

Jin Chen first blocked 0731's protesting chirps, gathered spiritual power in his palm, and controlled the blood demon child.

He then quickly opened the coffin lid and pulled Mu Huaizhi backward.

"Ooh—"

The blood demon child let out a sharp cry, intending to attack Jin Chen, but the spiritual power that had just turned into silver threads restrained it.

It froze for a moment, then instantly turned its head to stare fixedly at the outside of the window and leapt out.

"Ooh!"

"Ahhh—!"

The black-clad guard outside Zhu Wu was caught red-handed, his eyes pierced by slender fingers, and in pain he instinctively flailed wildly.

"Clatter—"

The next second, its entire head was twisted off by the blood demon child.

It seemed quite satisfied, clutching the empty neck and taking a sip of blood; its killing intent instantly flared, and it rushed toward the others.

"Sir! Save me, sir! Why isn't this blood demon child under your control?"

The red-robed monk hurriedly fled into the woods, seeing that the blue-clad figure could not control the blood demon child, and was even more shocked and frightened.

The blue-clad figure coldly glanced into Zhu Wu, it seemed that the strange young man had quite a few tricks.

In just a few moments the blood demon child had already killed three people, was about to leap onto the blue-clad figure, but he seized its head, his five fingers hooking and pressing deep inside.

The Thousand Poison Gu King was awakened.

The blood demon child screamed, wanting to escape, but the pain made it dare not move.

Inside Zhu Wu, Jin Chen watched all this through the window, raised two fingers and lightly tapped the invisible silver threads, strengthening the spiritual power control once more.

Thus the blood demon child launched another attack, violently seeking to bite the blue-clad figure's neck.

"Impudent!"

The blue-clad figure gave a cold snort, took out the embroidered pouch hanging from his waist, and gripped it tightly.

"Ahhh—"

The blood demon child burst forth with an unprecedented scream of pain, closed its eyes, and fainted.

The silver threads instantly retracted; Jin Chen clenched his palm, his peach-blossom eyes sinking coldly and narrowing slightly.

That person possessed the mother gu that controls the Thousand Poison Gu King.

【Host! The protagonist has come up to find you!】

0731 hurriedly reported.

"You can actually control the blood demon child I painstakingly refined; you must have studied this method deeply."

The blue-clad figure paced inward, his words actually lacking any intention to kill Jin Chen.

"Why not join my sect and study this together?"

Jin Chen rolled his eyes and gestured to Mu Huaizhi with his hand.

He would never practice such a dirty cultivation method!

A smile flickered in his phoenix eyes, and Mu Huaizhi nodded slightly.

The two walked out and confronted him head-on.

"Which sect are you from?" Jin Chen asked.

The blue-clad figure pretended, bending over toward the two, with not a single inch of skin exposed, even his eyes covered by a light gauze.

"Still the Earth Evil Ghost Sect."

"Yo, the Earth Evil Palace was already besieged by many sects decades ago, yet it still exists in the world."

Jin Chen feigned surprise, then sized up the blue-clad figure from head to toe, really seeing nothing special; this person's wrapping is simply too tight.

"The ghost sect endures forever, never to be extinguished."

The blue-clad figure stroked the cat in his arms, his tone amused.

Mu Huaizhi gave a cold snort, "Who would bother learning such a dirty cultivation method?"

"Then there's nothing to discuss, what a pity."

The blue-clad figure slowly retreated, extended a finger to lightly tap the two, and gave a light chuckle.

"If that's the case, then stay and keep these children company."

In an instant, dozens of black-clad figures poured in through doors and windows, drawing their swords to slash at the two.

The blood demon cat also rushed over.

Mu Huaizhi met the black-clad figures, his sword tip thrusting out like a swimming dragon, his techniques changing in an instant.

At that moment Fu Zhiyuan happened to arrive, recalling what Jin Chen had said beforehand; before he could even be shocked by the strange scene inside Zhu Wu, he had already drawn his sword and stabbed at the obviously leading blue-clad figure.

As the Young Master of the Heaven Sword Alliance, Fu Zhiyuan's sword, though not the number one sword under heaven, is still a rare famous blade.

He launched a technique at the blue-clad figure, but upon seeing that the opponent recognized him, the latter kept retreating step by step.

"Who are you! Why do you let me?"

Fu Zhiyuan was almost dying of anger.

The blue-clad figure merely remained silent, even placing his hands behind his back to evade his techniques, appearing completely at ease.

"You shouldn't have gotten involved."

"I spit! I have nothing to do with your Earth Evil Palace! Who the hell are you?!"

Fu Zhiyuan intensified his technique, wishing he could kill him outright.

The person in blue finally made a move, but only snatched his sword, then flung it backward, embedding it into the bamboo door.

Then, taking advantage of Fu Zhiyuan's backward glance, he lightly tapped his acupoint.

You don't need to know.

After saying that, the person in blue left Zhu Wu.

Stop!

Fu Zhiyuan gritted his teeth, his face flushed red with anger, but with his acupoint sealed he couldn't move an inch.

Meanwhile, Jin Chen was entangled with the black-clad fighters, having no spare attention to watch where the person in blue went; he only flicked his sleeve, leaving a tracking sigil on him.

Not long after, over twenty black-clad fighters were all killed; Jin Chen deliberately kept two, knocked them out and took them away.

The red kasaya had also long since disappeared.

When passing Fu Zhiyuan, Jin Chen thought it over and still released his acupoint.

Fu Zhiyuan, this makes it hard for me to believe.

Fu Zhiyuan covered his shoulder and stepped back, his anger blazing as he stared fixedly in the direction the person in blue had left.

I will surely find out who is trying to frame me!

Mu Huaizhi curled his lips, 'Maybe it's your true origins.'

As soon as he said that, even Jin Chen looked at him in surprise, 'You wouldn't be saying that Fu Zhiyuan's birth parents are from the Earth Evil Palace, would you?'

Fu Zhiyuan's face darkened, 'Mu Huaizhi! Don't spout bloody nonsense!'

The fact that he is not the biological son of Fu Mutian has always been Fu Zhiyuan's reverse scale; for so many years no one dared mention it in his presence.

Mu Huaizhi said nothing more, walking at the front, his expression stern, his high ponytail tossed by the fierce wind.

They headed down the mountain to meet up with Fang Xun and the other two.

Jin Chen dragged the black-clad fighter behind him, lowered his eyes to glance at the note in his hand, his expression grave.

Just now, the person in blue slipped him a note in secret; he had thought it was something dirty, but who would have expected it to be just a short line of text.

We will meet again, Young Sect Master of the Nine Abysses.

The note was shattered by internal force, scattering with the fierce wind of Shan Lin.

Jin Chen quickened his steps a few paces to catch up with Mu Huaizhi.

——

At the foot of the mountain.

Sang Ning, who had been waiting a long time, finally saw the three and hurried over.

How are you? How are you! Are you hurt?

All three shook their heads; their faces didn't look good.

"What's up on the mountain?" Fang Xun asked.

Fu Zhiyuan: "Zhu Wu, a coffin, a child's corpse."

He clenched his fists, obviously suppressing his anger; suddenly a hand rested on his shoulder, and he looked up in surprise to meet Fang Xun's worried gaze.

"Are you angry? What's wrong?"

Jin Chen threw the black-clad fighter to Sang Ning to drag, strolled over leisurely rubbing his hands, and interjected with a comment that begged for a beating.

"Fu Zhiyuan went to fight those from the Earth Evil Palace, took over from that person who kept retreating step by step, afraid he'd suffer even a slight injury."

Fu Zhiyuan's chest heaved with anger, glaring at Jin Chen, "Can't you stop being so mouthy and just die?"