Chapter 706 - 384: The Deal (Part 2)

Chapter 706: Chapter 384: The Deal (Part 2)

Especially Ji Yexue... She looks young, but she has just as many problems as any elderly person should have.

Even forgetting her own Sword Technique, Chu Qing seriously suspects she has amnesia.

Now, with Immortal Cloud Mountain so close, Chu Qing rather doesn’t care anymore.

Tonight, acting out of character, he even booked several rooms in town, planning to rest a bit here.

Wu Qianhuan and Gentle naturally agreed completely.

They had very little time to rest with their eyes closed during this period.

All their energy had been used for traveling.

Though not completely exhausted, they were nearly worn out.

It was a relief to sleep well in an inn, and they were naturally very pleased.

They all asked the waiter to prepare hot water, as they intended to take a good soak.

But occasionally looking at the tightly closed door of Chu Qing’s room, they couldn’t help but be confused... isn’t he going to wash?

...

...

While Chu Qing and his party were bathing and resting in the inn, Mu Chunyu felt he was about to die.

His name has the characters for spring rain, but now he detests it deeply.

Because his wounds, soaked by the fine rain, stung with burning pain everywhere.

In the daytime, he wanted to follow Chu Qing and the others, as the three thralls were forced to retreat, not killed... If he left Chu Qing’s protection, those three would come back, and he’d surely die.

But he was already seriously injured, and Chu Qing’s party was riding good horses.

He tried his best but couldn’t keep up, eventually having to watch them go further away.

Despair gradually consumed him.

Fortunately, intimidated by Chu Qing’s power, they didn’t see the three thralls return during the half-day journey.

But he was too slow on foot, had nowhere to stay at night, not even a broken temple for shelter, so he had to journey in the rain.

Walking and enduring the pain, he thought about his ordeals during this time, and truly felt a mix of grief and indignation.

The spring breeze still carried a Cold Aura, the spring rain was like beads of ice; with the chill wind stinging him, Mu Chunyu felt like he was really dying.

He had to stop moving forward, so he found a hidden spot, sat down, and began circulating his Inner Power.

The only fortunate thing was that the three thralls hadn’t destroyed his Inner Power, allowing him to slightly struggle in this critical moment.

As his Inner Breath circulated through his body, a warmth gradually spread through his limbs, and Mu Chunyu sighed with relief.

When he completed a Minor Circulation and slowly opened his eyes, it had already been an hour.

Now, the spring breeze was stronger, and the spring rain turned to hailstones, hitting him with sharp pain.

But as he saw the scene before him, that pain seemed insignificant.

In front of him stood three people in a row.

One was a large fat man emitting a decayed stench that even the spring rain couldn’t hide.

His lips were in three parts, and there was a lump in the middle of his forehead.

He looked hideous and strange.

Another one had a normal physique but was covered in black hair, looking more like a monkey.

He had a rough hair face and a thunder god’s mouth.

The last one was the "young master" during the day, who was startled by Chu Qing’s word, spouting blood from his mouth and nose.

The three stood in a row, quietly waiting.

As if unwilling to disturb Mu Chunyu at all, they only smiled like the spring when Mu Chunyu opened his eyes.

Mu Chunyu swore he’d never hated spring so much in his life.

Now he hated everything about spring...

The spring wind, the spring rain, and the smile in spring.

"You think you can escape?"

The "young master" from the day spoke first:

"Or do you think you’ve really found a protector?"

Mu Chunyu moved his lips but couldn’t say a word.

The "young master" continued:

"I’ve got to admit, I was almost intimidated by him today.

"A single word... could hurt me like this.

"But alas, Mu Chunyu, have you considered that if his Martial Arts were truly formidable, how could he leave us a way out?

"Killing us would be as easy as killing chickens and ducks.

"The reason he didn’t act is because perhaps his power is only in that one word.

"He simply can’t kill us!!"

"It was this realization that brought us back.

"But to our surprise, you’ve been abandoned by him."

The big fat man spoke with a seemingly kind expression:

"How pitiful you are, reduced to practicing martial arts in the rain...

"However, it doesn’t matter, you’ll be even more pitiful.

"Tong Jinglai and Liao Qingcheng are already dead, you must hold on and not die too quickly.

"That old man spoke quite shockingly today.

"He gave us new ideas, why not cooperate with us for an experiment? It’s a pity Liao Qingcheng is dead, it would be better if she were alive."

Mu Chunyu shivered instinctively, feeling for the first time that Liao Qingcheng and Tong Jinglai’s deaths were a form of mercy.

At least they wouldn’t continue being manipulated by these monsters.

Unlike himself... now unable to live or die at will.

But he didn’t want to sit and wait for his fate, hand without a sword, using Finger as Sword Technique, deceptively crude yet clever, aimed at the fat man’s forehead lump.

But just then, a hand reached diagonally, grabbing his two fingers, and dispelled the Inner Breath gathered at his fingertips.

Did he want to look back, but his head was covered by a large hand:

"Just... just... just... just you?

"You... you... you... you want to resist too?"

The quiet, hairy-faced thunder god mouth spoke, making people anxious.

As he was about to say more, the "young master" quickly stopped him:

"Enough, we caught the man, let’s go."

They said they’d leave, but when they turned, they found another person unknowingly behind them.

The "young master" couldn’t obscure the view, but the big fat man, like a mountain of flesh, completely blocked Mu Chunyu’s view.

So he didn’t know when this person arrived.

The newcomer wore black, with a covered face.

The fine spring rain with hail fell down, yet didn’t touch him.

He wasn’t using any Gang Qi Shield; instead, an invisible force made the tiny hail, carried by the spring wind, sweep past him, finally landing on the ground.

This gave a strange feeling; he clearly stood there, yet it was as if he didn’t exist.

"Help..."

Mu Chunyu instinctively opened his mouth.

Because he realized the three thralls’ faces were more surprised than his.

In other words, they didn’t recognize him either!

Facing life and death, he didn’t want to give up even the slightest chance.

The man in black lifted his eyes, sharp gaze like a knife.

The three thralls felt a chill:

"Who are you? I advise you not to meddle."

The black-clad man simply said:

"I only kill, not save people.

"You ask me to save you, but I can’t do it.

"However, I can help you kill, as long as you pay the price."

"I have silver!!"

Mu Chunyu immediately said:

"Gold, silver, I’ll give you everything I have, just hoping you can... mmm mmm mmm..."

His words were muffled, unable to speak further.

He could only gesticulate, trying to grasp this last straw of hope.

Thankfully, the man in black understood, nodding slightly:

"Using your wealth to exchange for your life? It sounds a bit odd...

"But it doesn’t matter, this business, I’ll take it!"

"You’re seeking death!!!"

The "young master" became furious upon hearing this, wondering why capturing one Mu Chunyu was so troublesome?

His plans spoiled multiple times.

With anger in his heart, he attacked mercilessly!

Yet at that moment, as the black-clad man’s steps fell...

The world was enveloped in indifference, stripping away all colors, freezing the tiny hailstones in mid-air, bringing everything to a halt!

Only that man remained, his killing intent more chilling than the sharp spring wind!