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Chapter 455 Annihilating the Twelve Fiends of Tianchi, An Accidental Encounter with Po Jun at the Teahouse

The Child Emperor's True Scripture is extremely mysterious; it can create illusions to confuse opponents and weave different nightmares for them during battle.

By unleashing a series of unimaginable nightmares, the opponent's mind is completely broken, leading to death, thus defeating the enemy silently.

In addition, practicing the Child Emperor Scripture also has the effect of making people young again.

As Tong Huang made his move, the remaining ten Tianchi assassins also unleashed their unique skills, enveloping Ying Xun.

The clash of swords and the shadows of spears formed a net that left no escape.

Unfortunately, Ying Xun's mindset was not something that Tong Huang could shake. He merely snorted coldly, and Tong Huang immediately coughed up blood, as if struck by lightning.

Immediately afterwards, with a flick of the wrist, the soft whip shot through the air, its movements unpredictable under the force of the blow.

Sometimes it is like a rainbow piercing the sun, unstoppable.

At other times, it is like a dragon emerging from the sea, carrying the force of wind and thunder, vast and mighty.

Each tremor produced a sound that shook the very soul.

In the blink of an eye, the net woven by the Twelve Fiends of Tianchi was torn apart by the long whip.

The battle ended much faster than expected; every time Ying Xun lashed out with his whip, he was sure to take a life.

Moreover, they were extremely fast, so fast that Ghost Shadow, Treasure, Scholar, and Dog King didn't even have time to scream before they were already dead.

The Child Emperor was terrified. He never expected that Ying Xun, who looked so young, would be so powerful, far surpassing them.

Without saying a word, he turned and fled, but after only a few feet, his chest was pierced by a glowing whip.

Tong Huang turned around with difficulty and saw that Ying Xun was still standing in the same place without moving, but the long whip had been extended several times and had pierced through his chest.

"This...could it be...the divine stone on the list of terror?"

This was the last thought of the Child Emperor, but he did not receive an answer before he fell heavily to the ground, dying with his eyes wide open.

In the blink of an eye, the once infamous Twelve Fiends of Tianchi lay dead on the ground.

"Wen Chou Chou, go and rummage through the corpses."

"what?"

"What do you mean 'ah'? The Twelve Fiends of Tianchi must have a lot of good stuff on them. I don't want these spoils. You three can divide them up. You're a grown man, after all. Do you expect girls to do the dirty work?"

"Thank you, son-in-law."

Lianxiang and Qiu Jin thanked her, then looked at Wen Chou Chou, who was standing there dumbfounded: "Thank you for your help, Steward Wen."

Wen Chou Chou was both amused and exasperated, and at the same time felt a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi

Although both were servants, when he served Xiong Ba, he was like a dog that could be abandoned and slaughtered at any time. But when he was with Ying Xun and You Ruo, he truly felt that he was a human being.

It must be said that the Twelve Fiends of Tianchi are indeed famous assassins, and they have a lot of money on them. Putting aside their weapons and secret manuals, they have three thousand taels of silver alone.

The spoils were plentiful, and everyone was very happy, especially the two maids, Qiu Jin and Lian Xiang, who received a thousand taels of silver and three sets of martial arts skills without lifting a finger.

The only one who was unhappy was probably You Ruo.

"Husband, my father... he'll be alright, won't he?"

You Ruo was very disappointed in Xiong Ba as her father, but no matter how disappointed she was, he was still her biological father, and she could never completely let go of him.

Just like the God of Catchers, when he stopped Bu Jingyun from making a move, besides worrying that Xiong Ba's death would cause turmoil in the martial arts world, he was also unable to let go of his father-son relationship.

If even the God of Catching can't let go of it, then let alone You Ruo.

Now that Ying Xun and You Ruo are married, they are naturally connected to Xiong Ba, so he could make some calculations. After doing so, he reassured them, "There is no danger for the time being."

You Ruo breathed a sigh of relief, but also noticed the word "temporarily," and couldn't help but feel a little impatient.

"Then quickly figure out where he is, and we'll go find him."

Ying Xun rolled his eyes: "Do you think I'm a god who can calculate everything? I can only calculate the general direction. I still need to find out the exact location."

"Then hurry up and calculate it."

"I've already calculated it. Let's go, I'll go with you to find him."

……

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

Ahead on the narrow official road, there were many traveling merchants hurrying along, some in twos and threes, others in groups.

The donkey carts loaded with heavy goods left ruts of varying depths on the ground.

The few cumulus clouds in the sky had somehow gathered together to form a large, thick cumulus cloud that blocked out the sunlight, and it was pointing directly ahead of the road, so it was likely to rain.

As we all know, most cumulus clouds do not bring rain or snow. On the contrary, when they appear on sunny days, they are a sign of good weather. However, when they turn into dense cumulus clouds, they may bring short-term heavy rain, and depending on the changes in temperature and airflow, they may even develop into more violent torrential rain.

Ying Xun looked up at the sky, estimating the approximate time of the rain, and pondered whether he should try to disperse the thick cumulus clouds in the sky. After all, they had not brought rain gear, and with no village or shop in sight, they were likely to get soaked to the bone.

"Young man, a storm is coming, don't stand here on the road!"

"Keep moving forward!"

"If you catch a cold, you'll suffer!"

As a donkey cart passed by Ying Xun and his group, the middle-aged man driving it waved his whip at the donkey and shouted at Ying Xun.

Ying Xun glanced at the middle-aged man driving the carriage, who looked to be in his early forties. The fact that someone his age called him "young man" gave him a strange feeling, but he was still extremely grateful for the kindness of others.

"Thank you for reminding!"

Ying Xun cupped his hands in thanks to the departing donkey track, then took You Ruo's hand and used his inner strength to lift Wen Chou Chou, Qiu Jin, and Lian Xiang, and they sped forward.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they stopped in front of a teahouse built with thatch and earthen walls.

The owner of the tea stall was a handsome young man and a pregnant woman, whose protruding belly suggested she was at least eight or nine months along.

At this moment, the handsome young man was frying tea in the outer room, sweating profusely, while the woman, who was eight or nine months pregnant, gently wiped his sweat beside him.

Seeing this scene, You Ruo seemed to be lost in thought and stood motionless at the door until the woman slowly came over to greet her, at which point she came back to her senses.

"Gentlemen, what would you like to drink? It's going to rain heavily outside, so you'd better come inside... It's hard to find a doctor here, and you'll feel terrible if you catch a cold."

The woman wasn't particularly beautiful, but her voice was exceptionally gentle, like a slowly flowing spring that seeped into one's heart.

"Bring a pot of tea and some snacks."

As Ying Xun spoke, he led the group into the teahouse.

Shortly afterward, the rain began to fall like soybeans, and in the blink of an eye, the world was shrouded in chaos.

At the same time, the handsome tea shop owner also brought tea and snacks.

The tea was just ordinary, coarse mountain tea, with an average taste.

But the snacks were exceptionally good, which made Ying Xun feel somewhat dazed, and he couldn't help but think of Sun San Niang from his previous life.

"What are you thinking?"

Hearing You Ruo's question, Ying Xun shook his head and smiled: "It's nothing, it's just that the taste of this pastry reminded me of some old friends and old stories."

As they were talking, a voice cursing and swearing came in.

"Damn it, it's raining."

The voice was deep and resonant, filled with a chilling killing intent; it was clearly that of someone from the martial arts world. Immediately afterward, a figure dressed in a purple, close-fitting outfit stepped into the teahouse.

This man carried swords on his back, was tall and burly, and exuded a fierce aura between his brows.

Upon seeing Ying Xun and You Ruo in the teahouse, the man carrying a sword first showed a hint of amazement in his eyes, then paused for a moment, taking a second look at Ying Xun.

Finally, he took out a scroll, compared it with Ying Xun's, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he sneered: "Boy, you are Ying Xun. It's really like finding a needle in a haystack. I'm in a good mood today. Leave the divine stone behind and cut off your own arm, and I'll spare your life."

His words were filled with murderous intent and a chilling aura, and he was like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be so frightened that they would run away in panic.

And indeed, the couple in the teahouse hid inside.

Ying Xun sized up the man, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Are you Po Jun?"

The man raised a thick eyebrow, somewhat surprised: "You know me?"

That's right, this person is none other than Po Jun, the son of Jian Hui, the leader of the Sword Sect.

Po Jun is cruel by nature and enjoys hurting others. In his early years, he had a feud with Wuming over the Sword Sect's secret technique "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source". He secretly poisoned Wuming's wife, Jieyu.

Afterwards, he retreated to Japan and went to the Wushen Palace to ask Jue Wushen for the ultimate technique of "Sha Po Lang".

The god of no desire coveted Yan Ying's beauty and demanded that Po Jun exchange Yan Ying for two things.

To everyone's surprise, the vain Yan Ying willingly sided with Jue Wushen.

Of course, Po Jun also learned the Killing Wolf technique.

Po Jun was quite surprised to hear Ying Xun reveal his identity.

After all, although he was skilled in martial arts, he did not travel much in the martial arts world. Even among his peers, few knew him, let alone the younger generation.

Logically speaking, this kid in front of him shouldn't recognize him.

Ying Xun chuckled, his tone laced with sarcasm: "Of course I know you. Aren't you the one who fought Wuming, the trash who couldn't even beat Wuming even with Jian Hui taking sides?"

"Damn it, you're looking for death!"

Po Jun's killing intent surged, and he threw a punch.

The fierce and vicious fist force pounced on Ying Xun like a ferocious beast, but this fist force, which was powerful enough to shatter gold and jade, vanished without a trace when it landed within a foot of Ying Xun.

Po Jun frowned, a hint of seriousness appearing in his eyes, but the sneer on his lips deepened: "Good lad, you dare to mock me, you do have some skill, but if you want to show off in front of me, you're still too green."

As he spoke, he was about to draw the sword behind him and cut the man in front of him into eight pieces.

"Wait a moment."

Po Jun paused in his actions: "Do you have any last words?"

"From what you just said, it seems you were looking for me, but we have no connection whatsoever. Who sent you to find me?"

"It won't hurt to tell you, God!"

"No God?"

Po Jun scoffed, "He dares to call himself a god?"

He had two things to do on his return to the Central Plains.

First, to help Jue Wushen investigate the situation in the Central Plains so that Jue Wushen could take control of the Central Plains.

Secondly, he wanted to find an opportunity to kill Wuming and take revenge.

Of course, saying it was revenge is not accurate, since he was the one who poisoned Wuming's wife. It should be Wuming who sought revenge against him.

But in Po Jun's eyes, it was all about revenge.

He never expected that he would encounter a peerless master as soon as he stepped ashore.

A peerless master whom even the most powerful god must look up to.

After all, he dared to fight against Jue Wushen, but when faced with that expert who called himself a god, he couldn't even muster the courage to resist, as if he were facing a real god. It is clear that Jue Wushen is no match for him at all.

He was already no match for the god, and since the god promised him many benefits and even agreed to help him win back Yan Ying, he naturally chose to surrender.

What God wanted him to do was, in Po Jun's view, quite simple.

—Find Ying Xun and retrieve the divine stone.

"So it's the God of Immortality. I thought it was the God of Nothingness." Ying Xun smiled in realization. Since Po Jun wasn't talking about the God of Nothingness, then it goes without saying that he should return the god he was talking about.

Without further ado, Po Jun unleashed his full aura, instantly filling the entire teahouse with an indescribable chilling intent that caused even the insects and ants roaming within to lie dormant.

"Kid, take out your weapon. I don't kill unarmed people."

As Po Jun spoke, he slowly drew a sword and a knife from his back.

As the swords were drawn, the killing intent grew stronger, almost tangible, making Po Jun look like a bloodthirsty beast.

Ying Xun remained calm, slowly took a sip of tea, and then smiled with amusement: "If you don't kill the unarmed, wasn't that nameless wife also unarmed when you poisoned her?"

Po Jun was suddenly startled: "How did you know about this?"

"You don't need to know how I know. If I were you, I would run as far away as possible right now."

"Ha, you think you can let me escape?"

Po Jun sneered and approached Ying Xun and his group's table step by step.

Ying Xun sighed: "I'm just giving you a friendly reminder, but I also use a sword, and my swordsmanship is no less than Wuming's. Are you sure you want to attack me?"

"Ha, trying to scare me?"

Po Jun sneered again: "If you didn't know about that, I might have spared your life, but now... die!"

Once the word "death" was uttered, Po Jun stopped talking nonsense and suddenly flew up, unleashing more than a dozen afterimages with his superb movement skills, his swords and sabers coming out at once, all of them vicious killing moves.

The flashing blades and clashing swords formed a dense, sharp net, like a ferocious beast opening its blood-red maw, ready to tear Ying Xun apart and devour him.

But Ying Xun remained completely still, as if he had been frightened into a daze.

"when!"

A clang of weapons clashing rang out, sparks flying, and the glint of swords and blades dissipated.

Po Jun's figure also stopped abruptly, and a look of astonishment appeared on his fierce old face.

Ying Xun had previously said that he also used a sword, but he did not have a sword in his hand.

Now, Po Jun saw Ying Xun's sword.

Not only did he see it, but You Ruo and Wen Chou Chou also saw Ying Xun's sword.

It's not a sword formed from a divine stone, it's a sword in Po Jun's hand!

Just as Po Jun was about to pierce Ying Xun, the sword in his hand suddenly went out of control, sweeping across the air and shattering all of his attacks, leading to the current situation.

Simply put, Ying Xun controlled the Greedy Wolf Sword in Po Jun's left hand and severed the Heavenly Blade in his right hand.

"I already told you, I use a sword."

Ying Xun sat upright at the tea table, his whole being appearing as ethereal and unpredictable as clouds and mist.

Furthermore, as he spoke, a sharp edge emerged, pressing people to the brink.

(End of this chapter)