Chapter 46: with translation of chapter title

Hahaha, kid, behold my true power!

Yan Buji frowned, watching as the momentum suddenly surged again, a volcano‑erupting force sweeping out from within the Kūn Gate Master's body, clearly using a technique that explosively releases Qi in a short time!

This is by no means a good thing for Yan Buji.

The Kūn Gate Master's attacks were fiercer and harsher than before, his punches and kicks so fast that Yan Buji couldn't even react, and after a few blows he was flung far away!

At that moment the Kūn Gate Master suddenly sprang into action. He thrust a step forward, his whole body racing ahead like an arrow off a bow. As his foot struck the ground, a crisp "crack!" rang out, and the earth beneath him shattered instantly, countless stones and dust scattering as if a minor earthquake.

Yet the Kūn Gate Master's form was unaffected; he slipped through the billowing dust like a phantom, and in the blink of an eye was back before Yan Buji. His eyes flashed with a cold killing intent, and his right hand shot up, delivering a fierce palm strike at Yan Buji.

The palm seemed ordinary, yet the power it contained was terrifying. Where the palm wind passed, the void rippled as if about to be torn apart. This overwhelming force was the Kūn Gate Master's prized technique—Cuī Xīn Zhǎng!

Facing such a fierce strike, Yan Buji's expression grew serious. He knew he could not meet the palm head‑on, lest disaster follow. So he flashed aside, darting to the side. Yet the Kūn Gate Master was so swift that as soon as Yan Buji moved, the master was already shadowing him!

"Now that's good!"

Bang!

Yan Buji's eyes reddened as the Kūn Gate Master's palm struck his chest, forcing him to spew a mouthful of fresh blood, and he laughed wildly!

"Kid, meet your death!"

"Old fool, how dare you think I'm powerless?!"

Yan Buji roared wildly, and in an instant pulled another small vial from his waist, poured a pill into his mouth and swallowed it whole!

In the blink of an eye, Yan Buji's waning Qi surged again as before, his body swelling with terrifying blood pressure that seemed almost too much to bear. His tattered clothes tore apart, and his bare torso bulged like a ferocious beast—truly horrifying!

The Kūn Gate Master's pupils contracted: "You! You still have a Xuè Shā Dān?!"

"Hehe, who told you I only have one Xuè Shā Dān?"

The Kūn Gate Master sneered: "Even if the medicine is potent, what then? Taking two Xuè Shā Dān consecutively, even if you've reached a great breakthrough, you cannot endure the double surge of blood Qi!"

"So, old fool, you think I wouldn't dare risk my life against you?"

Yan Buji's eyes were streaked with blood; in an instant they turned bright red. Upon closer look, hot blood streamed from beneath his eyelids, leaving two bloodstreaks across his cheeks!

At the same time, Yan Buji summoned his limited internal Qi; although the Guān Tiān Dēng Mó Zhuàng he had just begun to cultivate had not amassed much internal Qi, most of his previous expenditure had been blood Qi, not internal Qi.

Therefore, for this move, Yan Buji must fight him to the death!

While speaking, Yan Buji already gathered all his strength into his legs, and in the blink of an eye leapt ten zhang, as if soaring through empty air, locking onto his target from high above!

At that moment, the Kūn Gate Master suddenly sensed something wrong!

An attack from high altitude could hardly reach a cultivator of the Tianren Realm like him, unless it came like a torrential downpour.

But since the opponent is so confident, he wouldn't split his force to attack from many angles; then why does he think he can meet this move head‑on?!

The instant Yan Buji fell from the heights, his body seemed ablaze with raging fire, and his surging blood Qi suddenly poured into his right leg!

"Old fool, meet your death!!"

"What a joke!"

The Kūn Gate Master's complexion changed, but he immediately let out an indifferent chuckle and stepped ten meters aside.

Even though he is the pinnacle of ordinary martial strength, up to now he truly feels a massive pressure facing this young jianghu contender.

Yan Buji's terrifying move lies not in his beast‑like blood Qi, but in the horrifying will to fight to mutual destruction without conceding.

It should have been anticipated that even a demonic cultivator who has come this far would naturally possess desperate courage.

Seeing the Kūn Gate Master unwilling to meet it head‑on, Yan Buji laughed aloud:

"Hahaha, old fool, you've been defeated! One step back, step after step! To be a top master yet unwilling to meet my move shows that....."

The instant Yan Buji touched down, a terrifying blast erupted, smoke filling the sky!

The Kūn Gate Master frowned, then suddenly widened his eyes, staring at the ground around him.

"Poison?!"

The blood shed by the fallen master cultivators on the ground turned dark red in such a short time, which is clearly abnormal.

Upon closer inspection, the blood had not darkened due to time but had been laced with a potent, odorless toxin!

In an instant, the Kūn Gate Master felt his legs go weak, and looking up, a figure burst from the smoke, appearing before his eyes in a flash.

"Thank you for telling me about the Líng Jiā."

"You!"

Pfft!

The Kūn Gate Master never imagined, even in death, that a peak master could reverse‑kill him; despite having taken every precaution, he didn't expect the opponent to use both medicine and poison and still match him blow for blow!

After the strike that ended the Kūn Gate Master, Yan Buji inhaled deeply, clenched his teeth and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Fortunately these medicines are my own, I took the antidote in advance... cough cough, what a pity, twenty years of scheming have come to naught, I must think of another way to reach the Spring Literary Assembly."

Yan Buji isn't afraid that the blood surge from two Xuè Shā Dān will rupture his meridians; on the contrary, his Guān Tiān Dēng Mó Zhuàng needs massive Qi and blood for cultivation, and he originally intended to use the Xuè Shā Dān's power to quickly advance Guān Tiān Dēng Mó Zhuàng and hasten his ascent to the Tianren Realm.

That, however, assumes no mishaps occur.

Since it happened, there's nothing more to say.

Before anyone else arrives, go home and tidy up first.

Soon after, the weakened Yan Buji no longer concealed himself, rushed home, gathered his hidden belongings, slung them onto his back and prepared to leave.

Hearing Rou Er's sobbing from the adjacent room, Yan Buji squinted and called out:

"Rou Er!"

"Father... I don't feel well, today..."

"Leave. You know where the family's money is; the farther you go, the better. From now on... cough cough, our father‑daughter bond is severed, and if anyone asks, you must never say you're my daughter, otherwise... cough cough!!"

Yan Buji coughed a few times, turned and left.

"Father? Father!"

A bewildered Yan Xirou stepped out, saw Yan Buji's spattered blood on the ground, and frantically shouted several times, but received no reply.