The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 618 Madam Xu

"!!!"

The old man's expression changed drastically.

Even if you knew what kind of person Li Miao was beforehand, no one could hold back when he pounced on their face the first time they met.

not to mention--

"Shouldn't he be severely injured and only able to fight using his profound and magical abilities?!"

The old man swung his knife at Li Miao's claws, his gaze first moving upwards to lock onto the wildly dancing silver-white hair behind Li Miao, then looking past the clashing claws and blade to the transparent hole in Li Miao's chest.

"The Five Degenerations of Heavenly Beings?"

"No, that's not right, it doesn't look like it!"

"If this were a sign of the five signs of decay in a celestial being, his hair should be withered and rotten like straw. But his hair is silvery-white and shiny, even somewhat transparent... This is definitely not a sign of the five signs of decay in a celestial being!"

"Is this his method of avoiding the five signs of decay in gods and men, or is it the legacy left to him by Bodhidharma that is at work?"

Sizzle! —

The blade sliced ​​through the claw, first clashing with the protective aura enveloping the palm, producing a piercing buzzing sound, then breaking through the protective aura and slicing through the flesh.

Although the old man was calculating in his heart, he did not slack off in the slightest. With a flick of his wrist, a vibration spread from the blade to Li Miao's hand, and the blade vibrated hundreds of times in a short moment.

Buzz—Click!
The blade, which had originally cut through the flesh and was stuck in the hand bone, flew up bone fragments and actually split Li Miao's hand bone open.

"Oh?"

Li Miao chuckled softly.

"interesting!"

He neither dodged nor avoided, nor did he use his protective inner energy to cover his palm again. He disregarded the fact that the blade had already cut into his hand bones and marrow, and simply grabbed the blade with his backhand.

The old man's face darkened, and he pulled with all his might, but it wouldn't budge. Then he heard Li Miao's sinister laugh. Looking up, he saw Li Miao gripping his sword, his gaze fixed on the girl beside him.

"Oh no! He's going to—"

The old man was a seasoned warrior, and having learned about Li Miao's past battles, he instantly understood Li Miao's intentions. But before he could let go, he was swung up along with his sword—and smashed violently towards the girl.

"You come too!"

"hateful!"

With a roar, the old man released his grip in mid-air.

He had no choice but to give up his sword because he knew... his companions would never risk injury to come to his aid; instead, they would laugh and blast him and Li Miao to pieces together!
As if fleeing for his life, the old man slammed his fist into the hilt of the knife, using the force to dodge.

Li Miao and the girl's eyes met.

The girl interlocked her fingers in front of her chest, pointing at Li Miao, and the corners of their mouths turned up almost simultaneously.

"You seem to have something going for you."

"Excellent."

The girl offered both hands to Li Miao.

There was no loud noise, no howling.

No true energy was seen bursting forth.

Li Miao's pupils suddenly contracted, and he released the old man's sword with a tremor. His upper body suddenly fell backward, making a bridge-like motion.

Dozens of feet behind Li Miao, a huge circular hole suddenly appeared in the middle of a small building that had collapsed halfway.

A few breaths later, the small building collapsed with a loud crash.

At this moment, Li Miao had already slipped away several feet.

The girl lowered her hands, ignoring the resentful look from the old man beside her, and said with a smile.

"Mysterious Observation - [Hunming]"

Does this look familiar?

Li Miao squinted and looked her up and down for a while.

Although the girl's attack was silent, he saw the entire process of the small building collapsing... The process of that circular hole appearing was less a "bombing" or "shattering" and more a "shattering".

The wooden building, which was a full ten feet square, was instantly shattered into invisible dust, and then blown away.

"Wuji Zhenchan?"

The girl nodded.

“That is my legacy.” Li Miao’s eyes flashed.

"The Zhuangzi, in the chapter 'Heaven and Earth,' says: 'In the midst of chaos, one is in harmony with the Great Dao...' 'Chaos' should mean returning to the state of nothingness and emptiness."

“Your Xuanlan is connected to the medulla obfuscation, which is similar to my [Underlying Force] Xuanlan, but your [Hunming] is the absolute control of true qi. As a result, you compress and vibrate true qi in your meridians and then eject it from the meridians in your hands.”

"Shaking, shattering, annihilation."

"This is your Xuanlan."

The girl tilted her head.

"You're really amazing. I thought you'd have to take at least one hit to figure it out."

"But what if we guess right?"

She smiled, raised her hand, and made that strange gesture again, pointing it at Li Miao's chest.

“I know you, Li Miao.”

"Two paths of profound insight, exchanging injury for injury, then using [Underlying Strength] to squeeze out power and using [Myriad Manifestations] to replenish flesh and blood, that's your reliance, isn't it?"

"It seems like my good-for-nothing 'senior brother' was worn down to death by you in this way? But it's best not to use the same method... to trade injuries with me."

She extended both hands forward again.

"If you get hit by me, you'll die."

Li Miao suddenly dodged, and almost simultaneously, a circular hole ten feet wide appeared on the ground where he had just been standing!

"Senior brother? You mean An Qisheng?"

Li Miao's figure blurred into a blurry afterimage, darting left and right as he approached the girl.

“I deduced the Wuji Zhenchan from the fragments collected by the Embroidered Uniform Guard. Those fragments were written at least before the time of Bodhidharma… Your face, build, and accent don’t sound like those of a Japanese person.”

"You were brought to Japan by Xu Fu, and after the old man from the river crossed the sea to the east, he took you as his disciple?"

"Since you know of An Qisheng's existence, why didn't you go to find him? He has been searching for the old man of the river for a thousand years. I suppose he would be very willing to come to Japan to help his master?"

The girl stood still, her interlocked fingers constantly tracking Li Miao's figure. Each time her fingers moved forward, a huge hole would appear in the ground.

"You guessed it right."

"As for why we don't go to find An Qisheng... he can naturally go and find him as he pleases. If he can find him, Master will naturally not avoid him. But if he can't find him, Master will not take the initiative to see him."

"After all... the Supreme Being is ruthless."

"If I hadn't known that he had searched for a thousand years just to see his master, and even almost overthrown the Central Plains court... his master would never have mentioned him."

As they were talking, Li Miao had already reached her.

From what you're saying—

call!
The protective aura surged upwards, raising a massive cloud of dust that obscured the girl's vision. The next instant, Li Miao's fist pierced the dust, the force of the punch whistling as it struck the girl's chest.

"After Anqi's death, did you still see the old man by the river?"

The fist was right in front of her, but the girl didn't try to dodge at all. She just slowly raised her hand and aimed it at Li Miao.

"Yes."

"Given the lessons of Bodhidharma and Zhang Sanfeng, and the great things you've accomplished, flaunting your power in the Central Plains, how could your master not be paying attention to you?"

Zheng!
A sword cry!
The old man suddenly appeared from the side, flashing to Li Miao's side. He held a transparent katana formed from condensed true energy in both hands and thrust it out, blocking Li Miao's fist.

clang!
The old man's face turned red, and his tiger's mouth split open.

His cultivation level was inferior to Li Miao's, and even lower than An Qisheng's. How could he possibly withstand Li Miao's punch? His katana was deflected by the punch, and he himself was sent flying backward... but he still managed to slow down Li Miao's punch for a moment.

In the brief moment he had gained, the girl's ten fingers were aimed at Li Miao's chest.

The two looked at each other.

Li Miao grinned maliciously.

"who are you?"

The girl extended her ten fingers forward.

"Let me think... A thousand years ago, the celestial beings all loved the swords I forged. The assassin who tried to kill the First Emperor also used one of my swords."

"They call me Mrs. Xu."

(End of this chapter)