Wuxia: Starting Off With 60 Years of Inner Strength

With just a corpse and a severed head, it seemed it wouldn’t be easy to identify the man.

The only thing certain was that this man had been with Liao Chengfeng’s group.

Otherwise, Jiang Ran’s blade wouldn’t have been so decisive.

In the end, Jiang Ran could only carry the head and continue on.

Having lost the clear vantage point from before, he could now only rely on general direction and the sounds of fighting to find his way.

A moment later, the mist before him suddenly parted.

He looked up to see Dugu Yu and Yin Yue standing shoulder to shoulder.

Three bodies already lay on the ground.

Counting the one in Jiang Ran’s hand, that made four in total.

Of the eight people who had come from the Heartless Ghost Mansion, only three were still alive.

One was the burly man who cultivated the Great Brahman Vajra Skill.

Then there was the old scoundrel.

The last was a short man with a sallow face, whose origins were still unknown.

However, his build reminded Jiang Ran of the short old man he had encountered on Fierce Tiger Mountain.

All three of them were now wounded.

The old scoundrel was busy taking out salves from his various bottles and jars to apply to his wounds, his eyes darting about. He was clearly thinking of retreating.

The short one feigned a defensive stance but stood at the very back.

Only the burly man stood at the front, his palms pressed together. His muscles were knotted and his face was savage, looking like he wanted to charge forward and fight to the death.

In contrast, Dugu Yu and Yin Yue, the old couple, were also a little out of breath.

Dugu Yu sighed.

”The Great Brahman Vajra Skill truly is extraordinary.”

”That turtle shell of his is incredibly tough. We can’t treat it as a complete joke.”

Yin Yue nodded.

”Indeed... But it’s fine. Although our Inner Strength has grown over the years, our stamina has declined.”

”But dealing with these small fries won’t be a problem. Let’s hurry up and kill them.”

”Alright, as you wish.”

Dugu Yu smiled, his wrinkled old face filled with doting affection.

With that, he took Yin Yue’s hand. His body spun, and the Fiery Sun Divine Skill erupted with a roar, like a blazing sun holding up the sky as scorching Gang Qi rolled out.

At the same time, Yin Yue channeled her Cold Moon Skill. A frigid chill, like a bright moon hanging high in the heavens, spread its cold light everywhere.

As yin and yang spun, it was as if the sun and moon had taken to the sky, sweeping down upon them.

The burly man’s expression darkened.

”Amitabha!!”

He pressed his palms together, and behind him, the phantom of a Buddha Vajra rose up, enveloping him completely.

Golden light flickered, blocking the two streams of yin and yang energy.

The burly man said in a cold voice:

”I’ll hold them off. You two...”

Before he could finish, the short, sallow-faced man laughed.

”We’ll be on our way then!!”

”Huh?”

The burly man froze, thinking he must have misheard.

But when he turned around, he saw the old scoundrel and the sallow-faced man had indeed turned to flee.

He immediately flew into a rage.

”Amitabha! Are you fucking human?!”

The sallow-faced man shouted as he ran:

”We didn’t escape that hellhole and plan all this just to die in this godforsaken shithole.”

”The tide has turned against us. It’s every man for himself...”

He hadn’t even finished his sentence when, with a hum, a sword’s edge appeared in the blink of an eye.

The sallow-faced man was shocked. The sword strike was completely unexpected, an unblockable attack from an unforeseen angle, and it was about to run him through the chest.

Suddenly, the sallow-faced man grabbed the old scoundrel.

Although the old scoundrel was skilled with medicines, his martial arts were a notch below the others.

Worse still, at that moment, he hadn’t even realized what was happening.

The sallow-faced man had already grabbed him and shoved him forward.

SHINK!

The blade pierced the old scoundrel’s chest. With a flick of the sword, the body was sent flying.

Looking up again, the sallow-faced man roared furiously:

”Which rat dares to sneak around!?”

He waved his palm, and the wind from the motion dispersed the mist before him, revealing Shi Miao in a white robe, holding a longsword and watching him quietly.

”Hm?”

The sallow-faced man paused, realizing he didn’t recognize her.

”Little girl, you can’t be very old, yet your Swordsmanship is so fierce. Who are you?”

”She’s your mother!”

A voice suddenly sounded from beside his ear.

Immediately after, he felt a blow like a hammer strike to his back. The sallow-faced man’s expression changed as he staggered two steps forward. Turning to look, he saw a man in black robes and an iron mask standing there.

”Jade-Faced Qilin? Why are you here?”

The sallow-faced man was stunned. He glanced around, and a thought struck him.

’Something’s not right... What is going on?’

’You were clearly saved by the one who uses the Great Transformation Divine Blade...’

Just as he was thinking this, he heard Shi Miao speak softly.

”I am not.”

The sallow-faced man faltered, only then realizing Shi Miao was responding to Ghost Thirteen’s taunt, ”She’s your mother!” He felt a surge of frustration but couldn’t help but ask:

”Where is the man with the Great Transformation Divine Blade?”

”Right here.”

Li Tianxin waved at him. He felt that since Shi Miao and Ghost Thirteen had both made their move, there was no longer any need for him to hide.

The sallow-faced man followed the voice and was shocked to find that Jiang Ran was there too.

”Weren’t you driven away by Tong Wanli?”

The sallow-faced man stared at Jiang Ran as if he were seeing a ghost.

Jiang Ran, however, wasn’t looking at him. His gaze remained fixed on Dugu Yu, Lady Moon Conceal, and the burly man.

’This Great Brahman Vajra Skill really is an impressive martial art. Once the skill is activated, the user’s entire body seems indestructible, like a vajra. No matter what techniques Dugu Yu and Lady Moon Conceal use, they are unable to shake the vajra phantom in the slightest.’