Chapter 205: Frightened Off

Even Li Yanchu couldn't help but look toward Master Jiekong. The monk’s skin shimmered like jade, smooth and luminous.

“Amitabha. This place holds a trace of immortal fate. This humble monk has come precisely for that.”

As soon as Master Jiekong finished speaking, Li Yanchu’s brows furrowed.

Immortal fate?!

Hong Baiwei let out a cold laugh. “Well, at least you're being honest.”

“Fellow Daoist Hong,” Jiekong said gently, “why not give me some face and let things rest here? If we alarm the being within the cave, I fear everything will be for naught.”

Hong Baiwei’s gaze turned sharp, yet it seemed Jiekong’s words had gotten through to him.

“Fine. Since you’ve spoken, I’ll spare this brat’s life!” With that, Hong Baiwei relaxed his fingers. That domineering, overwhelming aura slowly dissipated. In truth, he didn’t want to give Master Jiekong the upper hand at this critical moment.

Li Yanchu gave a cold laugh. “Oh, so you fight when you want, and stop when you want? What, you think you’re the freaking Celestial Emperor?!”

The crowd was stunned, and Hong Baiwei’s face turned to frost.

“What did you just say, brat!?” Master Jiekong gently interjected, “This fellow cultivator, as I just said, there is immortal fate manifesting here. We should join forces to break the barrier. Let fate decide who is destined. Continuing to fight will only bring loss to all, and ceasing now would be the wisest course.”

You didn’t show yourself through the entire fight, and now that it’s about to erupt into something massive, you jump in to mediate...

Li Yanchu’s expression turned faintly cold.

“Fine. You make a fair point.” His voice was low and resolute.

Then, he took a single step forward, crossing over ten zhang in an instant. He arrived directly before the middle-aged man who had been controlling the Flying Daggers.

Divine Astral Hands! Mountain-Splitting Strike!

To the middle-aged man, it was as if everything blurred, and Li Yanchu had already appeared before him.

CRACK!

His sternum was instantly shattered, and his internal organs were pulverized into a bloody mess by the tyrannical force. He was dead on the spot.

“Now we can stop,” Li Yanchu said calmly.

That kind of bold, domineering aura instantly stunned the disciples of Mount Mao, and a chilling gleam burst from Hong Baiwei’s eyes.

“You’re courting death!”

This was a public slap to his face!

ROAR!

Rumble rumble!

A series of thunderous explosions rang out, but this time, they didn’t come from the direction of Mount Jinting. They were much closer. Everyone who knew the inside story had a sudden change of expression.

“Someone has entered that cave dwelling!” Master Jiekong exclaimed. “Amitabha, I will take my leave!”

Gone was his compassionate, sorrowful demeanor. With a swift movement, his figure shot off toward a certain direction.

A faint divine light enveloped him; that was the protection of a Daoist temple magical artifact.

A flicker of hesitation flashed in Hong Baiwei’s eyes. Such massive disturbances... meant that the one who entered the cave dwelling must possess extraordinary strength.

If that person claimed the immortal fate first, the opportunity would be lost.

“Kill him!”

“Whoever can take this man’s life, I will reward with a Mount Mao Golden Pill!” Hong Baiwei said coldly, Then, he leaped away in pursuit as well.

Many had initially feared Li Yanchu’s strength, but at the mention of the Mount Mao Golden Pill, they couldn’t help being tempted.

It was a miraculous pill known to prolong life. It was said that a single Mount Mao Golden Pill could extend life by ten years!

A white-robed swordsman, long retired from the

jianghu

, was the first to strike.

Once one of the Three Great Swordsmen of Jiangnan, his sword qi had once shaken the realm. But in this era of fierce competition, as the long-lost Daoist Blissful Lands resurfaced, he too could no longer resist. He had drawn his sword once more and returned to the

jianghu

.

And now, upon hearing that Young Lord Hong Baiwei was offering a longevity elixir as reward and unable to hold back any longer, the white-robed swordsman thrust his sword forward.

A razor-sharp sword qi slashed out, directly blocking Li Yanchu’s path.

“Get lost! Don’t block my way!” Li Yanchu roared in fury. The white-robed swordsman’s body instantly froze in place; his sword stopped mid-air, unable to advance even a bit.

Bang!

Li Yanchu struck with his palm, and the white-robed swordsman was instantly killed; his chest caved in, and his bones shattered!

Such brutal, overwhelming power sent chills down everyone's spine. Yet, the allure of the Mount Mao Golden Pill was simply too tempting!

Two more attackers lunged forward. One wore a bronze mask, hair wild and disheveled. He was clearly a vicious master of some sinister Dao.

The other was a Mount Mao disciple wielding a peachwood sword with a cold and determined expression.

Bang! Bang!

With two thunderous booms, both attackers fell dead on the spot. The masked man’s upper body was blasted apart, and the Mount Mao disciple’s head was torn clean off!

“The Mount Mao Sect is full of filth and corruption. Since you insist on courting death, I’ll wipe out every last one of you demons and ghosts!”

Li Yanchu’s aura surged like a tidal wave! He had originally planned to pursue Hong Baiwei and Master Jiekong, but he hadn’t expected the Mount Mao disciples to lose their minds and block his way!

Boom!

With a single step forward, the ground trembled violently. Li Yanchu forcibly activated the power of his talismanic armor, his blood and qi instantly boiling.

His aura kept soaring, and his fighting spirit was cold and resolute. In the blink of an eye, three men had already died at his hands, each killed in a single instant. Such a ferocious display finally snapped the Mount Mao disciples back to their senses.

A Mount Mao Golden Pill amounted to ten years of extended life. It was a miraculous treasure indeed, but they had to be alive to enjoy it.

This man wasn’t some spent arrow nearing its end... He was a tiger descending the mountain, a hidden dragon emerging from the deep.

After Li Yanchu struck down the corpse-bearer he had seen earlier with a single, cleaving blow, the remaining Mount Mao disciples scattered in all directions, fleeing in panic.

Bang!

𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Bang!

Bang!

His movements were as swift as the wind, blurring through the air so fast he left afterimages behind. In the blink of an eye, he caught up to three fleeing enemies and slaughtered them on the spot. He was utterly unstoppable.

Even so, three or four still managed to escape, leaping madly across the mountain cliffs, no longer caring about any lurking demons or monsters.

They only wanted one thing: to get as far away from this place as possible! To them, the most terrifying evil in these ruins... probably wasn’t a demon after all.

It was him. He was too terrifying! Blades and weapons couldn’t pierce him, and spells barely scratched the surface. His qi and blood blazed like the sun, and even spiritual attacks had no effect.

Even if a man like this had burned through most of his strength, he was simply not someone they could hope to take down. Forget "teaming up to kill him", that had just been a mass suicide mission.

Li Yanchu looked up at the now-empty cliffside without giving chase. He just found it all a little funny.

Hong Baiwei really underestimated me. What, was he planning to use me to wipe out the Mount Mao disciples for him?

he thought to himself.

If Hong Baiwei knew what Li Yanchu was thinking, he probably wouldn’t even bother with immortal fate anymore. He’d turn back just to fight Li Yanchu to the death!

After slaughtering the Mount Mao Sect members, Li Yanchu was suddenly overwhelmed by intense pain. His whole body was aching, an immense sense of emptiness rushing over him. This was the rebound from forcefully igniting his qi and blood and activating the talismanic armor.

He leaned on his saber, his body soaked in blood. Though, of course, none of it was his.

“Such a heroic moment... and no one saw it. What a waste.” He raised his hand slightly, and a jujube fruit appeared in his palm. Without hesitation, he tossed it into his mouth.

As soon as he swallowed it, a vast surge of vitality flooded his body, nourishing his five viscera and six bowels.

He ate five in a row, and his depleted qi and stamina quickly recovered. He felt completely revitalized; his eyes became sharp, and his spirit was blazing.

This was the reason he didn’t need to use his Spirit Officer Summoning Talisman or Five-Lightning Talisman. He relied purely on the talismanic armor and Jiaoslayer to fight.

Worst case scenario? I’ll just eat jujubes. Let’s see who runs out first, me, or you.