Chapter 245: This is Fate

Although the Profound Heaven Saintly Clarity Scripture encompasses everything, and Chen Yu is also well-versed in Feng Shui and Life Appearance, it is, after all, not his primary focus.

Therefore, if a person's Life Fate is relatively hard, Chen Yu may not necessarily be able to read the other person's Life Appearance; Xie Wuji is such a person, and Chen Yu only vaguely feels that something will happen tonight.

"Hehe, little Chen, I know you understand Life Appearance and the study of fate, but such is Life, and no one can change it. I might have dodged it today, but I might not be able to dodge it tomorrow, so let things be as they will."

"Old Xie, listen to little Chen; don't go tonight." Fourth Master Huang is also somewhat worried.

"Hehe, I said that if I serve by your side for ten years, then I must fulfill it."

"Besides, after tonight, I will regain my freedom. The ten-year agreement is only one day short; I cannot let this one day make me, Xie Wuji, unfaithful, unrighteous, and untrustworthy."

"Old Xie..." Fourth Master Huang sighs, not knowing what else to say.

"Fourth Master, let us go. Whether it is ominous or auspicious, I must accompany you for this final night." Xie Wuji smiles slightly.

After exiting the temple gate, a man walks up to greet them, bows slightly, and says: "Fourth Master."

The man's eyes flash with sharp light; he is clearly an expert. He brings sixteen men dressed in black suits with him. He is Chang Hu, the trusted aide cultivated by Fourth Master Huang, who usually roams the three provinces surrounding Fengling.

Today, Fourth Master Huang had a premonition that the problem would be quite thorny, so he summoned Chang Hu back in advance.

"Chang Hu, have your brothers all arrived?" Fourth Master Huang smiles slightly: "Tell them that tonight is somewhat dangerous; if anyone is unwilling to go, I will not force them."

"Fourth Master, these sixteen brothers and I are all orphans. You raised us. Even if tonight is a mountain of blades and a sea of fire, the brothers will follow you." Chang Hu bows.

"Good, let's go." Fourth Master Huang nods.

Fourth Master Huang gets into a custom-made Bentley, with six Mercedes S-Class cars escorting the Bentley in front and behind, and they set off in a grand procession.

Fourth Master Huang's residence is in the deep mountains, usually rarely visited by people. The roads taken are all country lanes, and especially at night, not even a single car can be seen.

"Fourth Master, actually, I feel this setup tonight is completely unnecessary." Inside the car, Chen Yu speaks up: "This man He Wei is ruthless and vicious. Even though he transformed into an entrepreneur after returning to the country, his true nature cannot be changed."

"I know, tonight's matter cannot be mediated." Fourth Master Huang's eyes are slightly closed: "But according to the rules, one must be polite before resorting to force. I have been keeping an eye on He Wei since he returned. If we cannot reach an agreement tonight, then we will execute him on the spot."

"If Fourth Master thinks this way, I fear He Wei thought of it a step earlier." Chen Yu suddenly feels a chill in his heart: "What if he strikes first?"

Fourth Master Huang suddenly opens his eyes and shouts: "Not good."

Suddenly, the car stops abruptly. The motorcade has just passed an intersection when the lead car suffers a tire blowout and stops, forcing the entire motorcade to halt. The Bentley carrying Fourth Master Huang happens to be stopped right in the middle of the intersection.

Boom... A dump truck rushes over violently. The Bentley is flipped onto the ground. The dump truck shows no intention of stopping; it roars, pushing the Bentley forward at high speed.

"Protect Fourth Master." Chang Hu jumps out of the car, screaming with his eyes splitting, and draws the gun at his waist.

Suddenly, several gunshots ring out. Chang Hu's men are attacked, and several figures falter and fall to the ground. He screams: "There is an ambush."

The overturned Bentley scrapes sparks against the ground. Bang... The Bentley is knocked to the side of the road. Several burly men jump off the dump truck, holding MP5s or AKs, and pull the triggers toward the Bentley.

The sound of gunfire like popping beans erupts. Dents appear on the Bentley. Fourth Master Huang's car is a custom-made bulletproof vehicle, so the bullets cannot penetrate the bulletproof glass for a time.

As the gunfire stops, a burly man grabs a grenade with his right hand, preparing to throw it into the car.

Suddenly, there is a loud noise from the car body. A figure leaps out, and a red glow lights up in the night, turning into a thin line that sweeps across the necks of the three burly men. The three men stiffen, and a blood line appears on their throats.

Thump, thump... Three figures fall to the ground. Chen Yu holds Lichen, staring coldly at the three.

The back door opens, Xie Wuji comes out, and pulls Fourth Master Huang out.

Fourth Master Huang has a head injury and is covered in blood, but he is not seriously hurt. He says furiously: "He Wei, you dare to break the rules."

Xie Wuji suddenly leaps up, flashes over to shield Fourth Master Huang, then grabs with his right hand. A short sword appears, and with two *pu pu* sounds, two killers fall to the ground.

"Fourth Master, retreat first, it is too dangerous here." Chen Yu grips Lichen tightly: "Senior Xie, Fourth Master is entrusted to you."

"Take care of yourself." Xie Wuji nods, shielding Fourth Master as they retreat.

More dump trucks drive over, and the roads on all sides are blocked. A group of death-sworn men holding daggers and short blades rush over.

Chen Yu's figure moves, turning into a blurred shadow, and he rushes into the crowd. Wherever he goes, he is invincible, and over a dozen death-sworn men fall in an instant.

"Whoever takes the heads of Fourth Master Huang and Chen Yu will be rewarded with one hundred million..." Someone in the crowd shouts, and a group of people surrounds them again.

Chen Yu frowns. There are too many opponents, and the weapons they hold have high lethality. Half of Chang Hu's men have already been lost. A head-on fight is not the way. He looks back and says: "Senior Xie, protect Fourth Master and retreat, I will cover the rear."

Suddenly, Chen Yu's scalp tingles, and an intense sense of danger surges in his heart. Two gunshots ring out from the left and right sides, and two sniper bullets fly over. There are snipers in ambush on both sides, and more than one.

Chen Yu grips Lichen tightly, his Divine Sense erupting. He wields Lichen and slashes out with a sword.

Ding... A bullet is knocked down by him, but the powerful impact of the sniper rifle forces him to retreat a few steps involuntarily. He blocks one, but the other flies toward Fourth Master Huang's chest.

Fourth Master Huang's expression is horrified; this shot is enough to take his life.

At this critical moment, Xie Wuji bows his body slightly, stamps his feet on the ground, and decades of Cultivation erupt in this instant. With a flash of his figure, he is already blocking in front of Fourth Master Huang.

Pu... A spray of blood pierces through his chest. Xie Wuji's body falters and falls to the ground.

"Old Xie." Fourth Master Huang is incomparably furious. Chang Hu's men quickly step forward, blocking in front of Fourth Master Huang.

Chen Yu is incomparably enraged. He rotates his right hand, and Lichen in his hand lets out a dragon's roar, rushing out like a swimming dragon. At the same time, he bellows: "A Fu..."

A blurred shadow flickers, and A Fu appears, turning into a wisp of green smoke and rushing toward the shadows.

The sniper in the shadows suddenly feels his neck tighten. With a *crack*, his neck is suddenly twisted. A Fu appears, turns into a wisp of green smoke, and turns toward the position on the other side.

The sniper on the other side suddenly feels danger approaching. He jumps up violently and pulls out the pistol at his waist to fire a shot.

But this shot passes through A Fu's body. A Fu's body turns semi-transparent, and the bullet does not harm him in the slightest.

With a tightening of the neck and a *crack* sound, the sniper falls to the ground. His eyes are wide open; until his death, he could not believe the scene unfolding before him.