Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms - Chapter 197
Chapter 197: Kill Li Xiuming!
“Elder Ji, we meet again,” Zhao Yan said with a smile.
“What are you doing here? Who’s inside that carriage?” Ji Congyun asked with a frown.
“Who else can be in the carriage? It goes without saying that it’s our young master,” Xu Ge replied with a sneer.
Fang Chen? Ji Congyun and the nearby Nightmare Knights were shocked.
“It can’t be your young master!” the leader of the Nightmare Knights blurted out.
Just then, the carriage’s curtains parted, and Fang Chen walked out. He first stretched his body before looking at the flabbergasted leader of the Nightmare Knights. “We meet again.”
“How are you here…” the leader of the Nightmare Knights asked with quivering lips. He looked as if he had seen a ghost.
He clearly saw Fang Chen and the others entering the cavern with his own eyes. How could Fang Chen be standing before him right now?!
Ji Congyun sighed. It looks like these Nightmare Knights have been taken on a ride.
“Is that dragon head seal the key to lifting the cavern’s restriction art?” Fang Chen asked Ji Congyun with a smile.
“He knows everything…” The crowd felt chilled.
Ji Congyun heaved another sigh in his heart before tossing the dragon head seal to Fang Chen. “Yes, this is indeed the key to the cavern’s restriction art. Young master Fang, you may take it if you want.”
Fang Chen fiddled with the dragon head seal as he asked, “Your subordinate wanted to trap us in there and kill us. How do you intend to deal with him?”
“Old Master, I…” The leader of the Nightmare Knights turned pale as he looked at Ji Congyun with pleading eyes.
Bam!
Ji Congyun struck him with his palm, sending the latter flying fifty meters away. This strike shattered his ribcage and squashed his heart, ending his life.
The nearby Nightmare Knights fell silent like cicadas in winter. They had never thought a day would come where someone from Great Xia would corner them so much that even the Ji Clan’s patriarch had no choice but to do his bidding.
“Are you satisfied, young master Fang?” Ji Congyun clasped his fist and asked.
“Passable.” Fang Chen nodded.
He walked up to the cavern and slipped the dragon head seal in to lift the restriction art. Moments later, he heard a commotion from within.
Several figures rushed out in a hurry. They were Li Daoye and the others.
Fang Chen quickly took out the seal and placed the restriction art back in place.
“What a close shave! We are lucky the restriction art was lifted just in time, or else we would have died in there!” Li Daoye patted his chest in relief.
Chaoxianggong Nisheng kept her guard up as she warily scanned the crowd around her. Her eyes widened in disbelief when she noticed Fang Chen.
“Li Daoye, shouldn’t you hand our stuff over now that you have escaped alive?” Liu Suifeng asked.
Both he and Tantai Qingxuan had their eyes fixed on Li Daoye. In contrast, Xia Yun wasn’t saying a word, but it was obvious he was siding with his two juniors.
Li Xiuming stood behind the three of them, his eyes focused on Chaoxianggong Nisheng. He was waiting for an opportunity to strike.
“Kill Li Xiuming, and I’ll hand the ki stones and Blood Ginseng to you.” Li Daoye harrumphed.
“Audacious!” Liu Suifeng roared. “Don’t think that we dare not touch you, a mere Eight Trigrams Sect’s disciple!”
“Is that so?” a voice echoed.
The crowd was taken aback. Isn’t this Fang Chen’s voice?! But he died in the cavern, right? Even if he didn’t die, he didn’t come out with us earlier. How is it that we’re hearing Fang Chen’s voice here?
When the crowd finally walked out of the cavern, they saw Fang Chen calmly looking at them.
“Young master Fang?!” Li Daoye gasped. “Are you a human or a ghost? Or is this a dream?”
“What are you saying? It’s broad daylight,” Fang Chen replied.
“Ah, right. It would make more sense for me to be dreaming at night. You should come back at night instead,” Li Daoye instinctively replied.
“Daoist Fang isn’t dead,” Chaoxianggong Nisheng couldn’t stand Li Daoye’s denseness anymore and snorted.
He isn’t dead?!
It was only then that the dense Li Daoye grasped what was going on and rubbed his eyes. When he saw the shadow under Fang Chen’s feet, he blurted out in delight, “Young master Fang, you’re alive? And you came out earlier than us?!”
Fang Chen nodded with a smile.
This put Xia Yun and his two juniors in an awkward position. Fang Chen must have heard what we said earlier…
“Miss Nisheng, let’s end this,” Fang Chen said.
The two of them immediately flitted forth. Their target—Li Xiuming!
Xia Yun and his two juniors hurriedly stepped aside while watching the situation.
“How dare you!” Li Xiuming was infuriated. How dare a measly little cultivator attack an Everchange Mountain disciple?
However, he was even more angry at Chaoxianggong Nisheng for working together with an outsider against him. Does she not remember our past ties at all?!
“A human-faced beast scum. Die!” Chaoxianggong Nisheng might not have fully recovered from her injuries yet, but her sword, driven by her rage, was fiercer than ever.
Li Xiuming tried to fight back, but he was so weakened that his flying sword was sent flying into the cliff as soon as he brought it out.
“Damn it!”
Li Xiuming sweated profusely. He tried to channel his spirit ki to fend against Chaoxianggong Nisheng’s flying sword in a fluster.
As for Fang Chen, Li Xiuming didn’t think a weak cultivator like him could breach his defense, so he didn’t see the other party as a threat.
Due to that, Fang Chen easily got close to Li Xiuming. He raised his Moonsunk Gold Truncheon and hacked it down on Li Xiuming. Right after performing the attack, he quickly stowed away the Moonsunk Gold Truncheon lest someone see it.
Pu pu pu!
Chaoxianggong Nisheng’s flying sword pierced through Li Xiuming’s body multiple times.
An outsider would have thought that Li Xiuming had been overpowered and couldn’t fight back anymore, but Chaoxianggong Nisheng knew better. She knew that Li Xiuming could last a hundred rounds against him even in his weakened state. He shouldn’t have run out of strength that quickly.
The next moment, Li Xiuming’s body suddenly dissipated like a sand statue blown away by a furious gust. All that was left of him was a storage ring.
Chaoxianggong Nisheng let out a turbid breath after confirming Li Xiuming’s death. She turned to Fang Chen and said, “There should be some ki stones in his storage ring. It’s all yours.”
“I won’t stand on ceremony,” Fang Chen replied as he accepted the storage ring.
“Daoist Fang, you have my deepest gratitude for saving my life. May we meet again.” Chaoxianggong Nisheng clasped her fist to Fang Chen. She took one last glance at Li Xiuming’s remains before leaving on her sword.
“That wretched man is finally dead!” Li Daoye spat. He was delighted by Li Xiuming’s death.
“Daoist Fang, our earlier words were inappropriate. I hope that you won’t pay them any heed…” Xia Yun clasped his fist and said sheepishly.
“We are people from different worlds, but I’ll at least let you leave in peace in view that we came from the same roots,” Fang Chen said.
The faces of the trio darkened.
“I was the one who…” Xia Yun tried to argue.
“Don’t test my patience,” Fang Chen interjected.
“Let’s go, senior,” Liu Suifeng said stiffly.
“Fine.” Xia Yun turned around and left with his two juniors. They didn’t want to cross blows with Fang Chen out of fear of his background.
Ji Congyun watched this sight with contemplative eyes. It looks like the immortals aren’t a united bunch either…
“Those three aren’t good things either.” Li Daoye watched the three of them leave with gloating eyes before turning back to Fang Chen. “Young master Fang, shall we retreat first? It might be dangerous if the faes in there chase us out here.”
“Wait for me here with the others. I’ll be heading in,” Fang Chen said.
“What?!” Li Daoye gasped in shock.
