Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack

Chapter 1623: Chapter 1603: Battle Song!

In the dense forest, slivers of sunlight trickle down through the leaves’ crevices, casting light upon the ground, as if painting a natural landscape of Impermanence.

The breeze swept through, causing light and shadow to interchange, presenting an illusion of dreamlike haze.

The quiet forest was eerily silent; at one end stood Haan Bing holding a sword, staring coldly at the four people opposite him. The breeze lifted the hem of his white robes, lending him an ethereal demeanor.

”Four against two, it seems like we’re bullying the minority, doesn’t it?” A mocking voice emerged from the other side, though there was a palpable chill on the leader’s face.

Luo Qianqian raised her head with a smile, looking at the four people opposite: ”In that case, let it be four against one. After all, I’m just a girl, and should be protected, right?”

Saying so, she naturally put away her weapon and a Jade Flute appeared in her hand, accompanied by a smile: ”I’ll provide some entertainment. Just learned it, might as well give it a try.”

Luo Qianqian’s face was tinged with seriousness; this way guaranteed her Spiritual Power remained, but the tune consumed spiritual power.

As the melodious music began, Haan Bing naturally raised his sword, and with a dive, raced towards the opponent, a hint of disdain on his face.

Standing here, he naturally had some understanding of Luo Qianqian’s attack methods; soundwave attacks clearly being one of them.

The only flaw is the indiscriminate nature of the attack; just ’enemies’ and no ’allies’ exist here, so he needn’t prepare defenses, though he instinctively blocked his hearing.

Yet he discovered, blocking his hearing couldn’t shield from the music.

The music spread through spiritual power, utterly unstoppable!

The four opposite had little understanding of Luo Qianqian, only knowing her from her ruthless actions.

And among all the females in the Sect competition, Nine Heavens Pavilion held two, naturally drawing attention.

Soon, battle fervor had steeped into the five’s eyes, with fighting zeal rising despite knowing the tune’s complexity and the attempt to block hearing proving too late.

As Luo Qianqian’s complexion turned increasingly pale, the five formed a cluster, indiscriminately attacking whatever they saw.

Compared with their bold slashes, Haan Bing’s strategic sword techniques seemed weakened.

But their ruthless attacks spared none of themselves, while under Haan Bing’s Light Body Skill, he suffered fewer injuries than them.

Within moments, they’d fought hundreds of rounds, every one marked with blood.

”Shiqi?” At a voice interruption, Luo Qianqian abruptly halted, stumbling, nearly falling.

”Brother Zhuzi?” Luo Qianqian looked at the person ahead, releasing a relieved breath: ”Are you alright?”

”I’m fine, this is...”

With the music ceased, clarity returned to the five’s minds, alarmed at their wounds, more troubled by Luo Qianqian’s methods.

First to regain composure, Haan Bing unhesitatingly wielded his sword, piercing two before him.

And in the sword’s release, its crimson blade stabbed into another, as the last frantically used a Jade Slip to escape, though Haan Bing unceremoniously hurled a dagger at him.

The Mountain and River Map flickered, his dagger halted, and amidst many observing Sects, he died in midair, slowly descending without trace, leaving only the dagger.

”Who is it!!!”

Luo Qianqian disapprovingly eyed Haan Bing: ”Wouldn’t this expose your identity?”

Bai Yizhu supported Luo Qianqian, cautiously watching Haan Bing, yet not stopping her words.

Haan Bing calmly sheathed his sword, turned away to tend his wounds, casually stating: ”It belonged to that person earlier.” He’d learned such framing from experience.

Luo Qianqian’s mouth twitched, helplessly glanced at Bai Yizhu, taking out medicine: ”Brother Zhuzi, go help him apply medicine. It’s just spiritual power overuse earlier wearing me out.”

Bai Yizhu observed Luo Qianqian, then Haan Bing, before aiding her to sit and accepted the Healing Medicine.

He wondered how Luo Qianqian befriended so widely; within this Mountain and River Map, even walking required vigilant caution lest any encounter leads to dispute.

He applied medicine examining Haan Bing, silently approving; though wounds weren’t deep, the treatment surely hurt, yet he only slightly frowned without uttering a sound, a true man.

His gaze fell on the face, confusion rising; he seemed familiar?

”Brother, which Sect are you from? Why do you seem familiar?” Bai Yizhu finally voiced his curiosity.

At his words, Luo Qianqian’s face froze.

If Brother Zhuzi knew, would he ignite battles right away?

Haan Bing turned around, glancing at Luo Qianqian behind him, smiling calmly: ”You find me familiar, yet don’t know my place?”

”Sky Inquiry Tower lacks you, Ten Thousand Sect doesn’t have you... Can’t be from Blessed Land Cave Heaven, had that been so, Shiqi would have fought already...” Bai Yizhu applied medicine, returned to Luo Qianqian.

Jesting, the medicines on Luo Qianqian were all Yan-made, the finest, not casually given.

”I seem to haven’t met him?” Bai Yizhu puzzledly looked at Luo Qianqian: ”He doesn’t resemble that Huangfu Huang...”

”You think slowly.” Luo Qianqian shrugged: ”Anyway, so many Sects assist memory enhancement, good luck.” She stood and patted Bai Yizhu’s shoulder, pulling out a Jade Slip.

Apart from Huangfu Yanyao, all had left Blood Mist Forest; He Wenyu reunited with Woon Xin, relieving Luo Qianqian to an extent.

Bai Yizhu bowed his head in movid silence, releasing tension from encountering familiar faces amidst this stressful journey.

Luo Qianqian had no intention of clarifying, as Haan Bing’s identity truly posed a dilemma.

Hmm, having killed his brother, now allied with the deceased’s kin, feels utterly bizarre...