Misty Rain of the Old Times

The gunman was covered in blood, but it wasn't his own; he had clearly killed or wounded many righteous people before. He deliberately slowed his pace to create pressure, the blood on his face making him look particularly ferocious. He grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and sneered, "Fine, I'll help you, you little dog, activate your so-called Battle Saint Body. But you can go to the underworld and become stronger when you encounter stronger opponents. Damn, who are you trying to fool?"

Halfway through his sentence, he suddenly channeled his inner energy and charged towards Chen Xuan. The sound of rushing rivers could be heard within his body, indicating that his inner strength was quite profound. The ground trembled with each step, like a tiger descending a mountain, and each step he took sank half of his foot into the ground.

He shook his spear, channeling his inner strength into it. Flames seemed to rise from the spear shaft, radiating heat. The spear tip flashed and disappeared like a shooting star, dazzling and unpredictable.

A person who has opened up all eight extraordinary meridians with internal energy is already considered a master in the martial arts world, a top-tier acquired realm. Especially with their internal energy manifesting outwardly, it's clear they've cultivated advanced internal skills. From their personal perspective, dealing with Chen Xuan, a young man with somewhat rudimentary internal energy, is clearly bullying him; it's practically a crushing defeat.

Even so, this guy still resorted to trickery and launched surprise attacks. After all, he was a villain, so why bother with being upright and honorable?

"Wang Wu, get out of the way! You're no match for him!"

"Are you guys dead? Hurry up and help! If we all attack together, we might not be afraid of him!"

Zhang San and his men immediately felt a sense of urgency. While reminding Chen Xuan, they also rushed over to provide support. Although they were lazy and unreliable, their sense of loyalty was unquestionable.

'This guy is so uncouth, just like me.'

Chen Xuan was secretly pleased. He put on a solemn yet high-spirited expression, widened his eyes, and swung his knife to block. With a clang of metal, he actually blocked the gunman's dazzling shot, which surprised the other party. Could this young man really have something special? With his strength, wouldn't killing him be a matter of one shot?
To outsiders, although Chen Xuan blocked the shot, he was forced back more than ten steps by the opponent's powerful force before he could regain his footing. Moreover, the inferior longsword in his hand had a nick, and his arm holding the sword was still trembling slightly.

"Wang Wu, don't panic, we're here to help you."

Liu Er roared and charged over, swinging a bronze rod and smashing it down. At the same time, Zhang San and the others arrived and launched a righteous attack on the swordsman from all directions.

"Looking for death!" The gunman sneered disdainfully, and with a flick of his wrist, he swept his hand, not only forcing back several people, but also sending Ma Liu and Li Si flying and rolling away, blood trickling from the corner of their mouths, staggering and unable to get up, though not fatally.

The gap was too large; they were no match for them at all. Under such overwhelming force, they couldn't even withstand a single sweeping blow.

"Get out of my way, guys. I told you I have a special physique. This is my whetstone. I'm going to use it to activate my Battle Saint Body. Just you wait, I'll protect you guys later," Chen Xuan shouted, waving his knife and charging forward again, looking like a reckless young man.

The gunman didn't press his advantage; he only wanted to kill Chen Xuan, this arrogant young man. He brandished his spear, twirled it at his waist, and swiftly thrust it back at Chen Xuan.

Under the horrified gazes of Li Si and the others, Chen Xuan swung his knife to block again, and managed to block it once more, but he was still forced to stagger and step aside by the opponent's overwhelming force.

Those present were all discerning individuals, and they noticed that when Chen Xuan blocked the opponent's second attack, he was only knocked back seven or eight steps before regaining his footing.

The gunman felt it most clearly and was slightly surprised to find that when 'Wang Wu' blocked his shot for the second time, his strength had increased significantly. Could it be that he really had a special physique?
Why didn't he believe it? He flicked his watch, and his spear bent like a fire dragon as he pressed his advantage, aiming for Chen Xuan's back.

Then Chen Xuan swung his sword to block, his body leaning back in a bridge-like motion, still managing to block, but he was still knocked back three or four steps by the impact.

Everyone realized something was wrong. Chen Xuan was getting stronger with each encounter. Zhang San and the others exchanged glances, clearly wondering if what Wang Wu said was true.

Next, everyone was stunned. The gunman launched another fierce attack, but Chen Xuan blocked it. He only took one step before regaining his footing. After another shot, Chen Xuan blocked it without even taking a step. The gunman, who did not believe in his luck, simply slammed the gun down with both hands. Chen Xuan blocked it with both hands and his knife. His feet sank into the ground by about a foot, and he actually knocked the gunman back two steps.

To the gunman's slight surprise, Chen Xuan, holding a longsword with many chips, said with high fighting spirit, "Everyone says I have the Battle Saint Body, becoming stronger when facing stronger opponents. Thank you for stimulating my physique. Now it's my turn!"

Only about ten breaths have passed since the gunman first made his move. Despite the obvious difference in strength, Chen Xuan not only blocked all of the opponent's attacks, but also started to counterattack. This left Zhang San and the others completely dumbfounded. Is this reasonable? How can someone's strength increase so much in such a short time? And this is their familiar world.
As Chen Xuan spoke, he charged towards the enemy, gripping his sword with both hands and shouting, "Watch me sweep away a thousand armies!"

Seeing the powerful and aggressive nature of Chen Xuan's strike, the opponent instinctively raised his spear to block. Little did he know that Chen Xuan, this old Liu, was shouting "sweeping through thousands of troops," but his greatsword was actually splitting Mount Hua in two. The opponent had no time to change his move and could only dodge to the side. In his haste, he was almost slashed on the shoulder. Although he dodged, a lock of his hair was cut off by Chen Xuan.

Dude, this isn't right. How come you're threatening the other party instead?

"You're despicable! You're clearly hiding your true strength. You're a disgrace to the righteous path!" the gunman roared in disdain.

Chen Xuanxin said, "You guessed right. It's a pity there's no reward. If I wasn't worried about scaring away the real mastermind, I wouldn't have time to play around with you here. Wouldn't it be better to be with my wife and the other beautiful women?"

Ignoring what the other party said, Chen Xuan still roared and swung his sword, sweeping across the battlefield with even greater force. Although there was no sharp edge on the blade, it still produced a piercing sound as it cut through the air.

Having been fooled once before, the gunman was not about to be fooled again. He raised his gun to block, and although he managed to block it with a jerk of his arms, he was still knocked back and staggered. Even his internal energy was unstable and difficult to maintain, and the fiery energy on the gun dissipated.

"Sweeping through the enemy ranks... Sweeping through the enemy ranks... Sweeping through the enemy ranks..."

Ignoring everything else, Chen Xuan kept shouting and slashing with his sword, each strike more powerful than the last, forcing his opponent to retreat continuously.

The gunslinger struggled to defend himself against the increasingly swift and fierce slashes. His arms ached, his muscles felt like they were about to tear apart, and he left deep footprints on the ground. Under Chen Xuan's fifth strike, he almost lost his grip on the spear, and the powerful force of the blow caused the spear to strike his chest, nearly causing him to lose his breath.

At this point, the gunman was already considering retreating. This guy was too strange, and he didn't want to die here, especially at the hands of such a young man. It would be too frustrating; he hadn't had enough fun yet.

"Sweep through a thousand armies!" Chen Xuan shouted as he launched a fierce attack. The gunman subconsciously squeezed out his inner strength to raise his gun to block, but little did he know that this time Chen Xuan really did sweep across with a single slash. Suffering from his habitual mistake, the guy's eyes widened in disbelief as Chen Xuan cleaved him in two with a single slash!
Severed in two, his internal organs spilled onto the ground, but he was still alive. Pointing at Chen Xuan, he said with grief and indignation, "You have no martial ethics..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Xuan pounced on him and chopped off his head. Once he was dead beyond any doubt, Chen Xuan swung his nicked longsword and sneered, "That's called 'all's fair in war.' Go ahead and learn it; you'll all be silent once you do. Oh, and remember to finish off the enemy. That's what your men did just now."

Then he turned around and saw Zhang San and the others gathered together, staring at him in disbelief. Chen Xuan, with his broadsword slung over his shoulder, smiled shyly and said, "Why are you all looking at me like that? I already told you, I have a special physique, the Battle Saint Body."

“Not brothers…” Ma Liu pointed at Chen Xuan with a look of astonishment.

Waving his hand to interrupt him, Chen Xuan stepped forward and said, "Didn't I just say I'd use him as a whetstone to stimulate my physique? Well, it worked! Now I'm incredibly strong, and from now on, you guys will have my back."

Zhang San's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he pointed at Chen Xuan and shouted in terror, "Brother Wang, listen to us! Run! There's an even fiercer one behind you! Oh well, I'm afraid we can't escape!"

“It’s too late. I’ve been keeping an eye on that guy. He’s terrifying. Let’s just wait to die. Even if we fight desperately, we probably won’t be able to hurt him at all. At least we might be able to die with some dignity,” Liu Er said with a long face.

Chen Xuan, of course, knew that someone even more ruthless was coming. He was just pretending to be a newbie, so upon hearing this, he suddenly turned around and said in a deep voice, "Brothers, don't be afraid. My Battle Saint Body grows stronger with stronger opponents; I'm rock solid."

The newcomer was dressed in black and masked, only his eyes were visible. He wielded a two-foot-long short knife with practiced ease, sometimes visible and sometimes hidden. His movements were elusive, like a ghost, and even those with poor eyesight could see afterimages on their retinas. His internal energy cultivation was already at the stage of breaking through the Ren and Du meridians.

At first glance, Chen Xuan felt that this person's style was quite familiar. He instantly remembered that this person was exactly the same as his sister Juan. It turned out that he was an assassin from the Shadow Killing Sect. Judging from the fluctuations of his internal energy, their cultivation methods were the same. They might have even been taught by the same teacher.

Thinking back to that deserted house in Mo City, Du Juan used this ghostly identity to scare people, but ended up being quite frightened by Chen Xuan instead. Those were all lost youth.

The man didn't waste any words with Chen Xuan. His figure flashed and he attacked directly. He was so fast that Zhang San and the others couldn't see him at all. They could only see afterimages, and it was impossible to tell which one was real and which one was fake. The blade was sometimes visible and sometimes hidden, making them feel like they had thorns in their backs.

"Wang Wu, don't worry about us, you should leave quickly. In eighteen years, we'll be heroes again. It'll be too late if we wait any longer..." Li Si shouted, helplessly closing his eyes. Before he could finish speaking, the assassin had already approached Chen Xuan. However, this guy was also unethical; instead of attacking directly, he flicked his finger and several chestnut-sized black balls landed around Chen Xuan, instantly creating a large cloud of pungent smoke. This smoke not only obscured vision and concealed their movements, but it was also poisonous!
Zhang San and his men could no longer see Chen Xuan. Enveloped in smoke, he seemed to have given up resisting and closed his eyes. Seeing this, the assassin silently closed in and moved forward. Several afterimages swung their knives at Chen Xuan's vital points, but these were all feints. The real fatal blow was a backstab from behind Chen Xuan.

'Today I'll show you guys what it means to be harmless even while smoking.'

Chen Xuan was overjoyed. He turned around instantly, no longer bothering to act, since no one was watching anyway. Under the incredulous gaze of the assassin who was about to succeed, he stabbed the man through the heart with a knife. In an instant, he flipped his wrist and slashed the blade, performing a body dismemberment operation on the man.

"Thank you for dying, but remember to watch your eyes next time. What are you doing, an assassin, trying to fight me in close combat?"

After giving a quiet greeting, Chen Xuan stepped out of the smoke and looked at Zhang San and the others who had been waiting to die with a look of relief, saying, "That was really close. Luckily, my Battle Saint Body broke through at the last minute and turned the tide of battle. Now I'm terrifyingly strong."

The brothers looked at each other in disbelief. Could this really work? Although they were a million times skeptical, they were starting to waver. Could it be that Wang Wu really had some kind of special envoy physique?
Hesitantly, Li Si said, "Brother Wang, let's not even talk about your Battle Saint Body's ability to become stronger when facing stronger opponents. That smoke was definitely poisonous, wasn't it? Are you alright? If you were poisoned, we have some antidotes here, but we don't know if they'll be effective."

Blinking, Chen Xuan, without batting an eye, blurted out, "Did I forget to mention earlier? My constitution also grants me immunity to all poisons."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his knife to block his face. With a few soft clanging sounds, three flying needles emitting a faint blue light pierced through the blade, only half an inch away from his brow. But that half inch would never be reached.

At this moment, he pretended to look around disdainfully and said, "Which scoundrel launched a sneak attack? I'm incredibly strong now. If you have the guts, step forward and fight me for three hundred rounds!"

Zhang San and his group were genuinely caught off guard by the sneak attack. While astonished by Chen Xuan's quick reflexes, Liu Er quickly realized what was happening and reminded them, "Brother Wang, it was that unorthodox martial artist skilled in hidden weapons. His proficiency in hidden weapons is no less dangerous than Xu Yun of the Tai Xuan Sect. He probably just casually struck you. Look, he's already entangled with the experts of the Fei Yu Sect and doesn't have time to focus on attacking you."

"You guys had time to pay attention to this while you were slacking off before?" Chen Xuan smiled inwardly, but his face showed a mix of surprise and smugness as he said, "Has my Battle Saint Body been activated to this extent? I heard from someone that guy is in the top tier below the Innate Realm, capable of threatening the lives of Innate Realm experts. No wonder an Innate Realm expert from the Flying Feather Sect was focused on him and had no time to spare."

Sure enough, his reminder made Zhang San and the others realize immediately that, rounding up, wouldn't that mean Wang Wu's strength was comparable to the Innate Realm? Is there really such a physique in the world, able to become stronger when facing stronger opponents in battle, improving so much in the time it takes to eat a meal?

"This young master is incredibly powerful, growing stronger with each battle, even slaying those with higher cultivation levels than himself. I am truly impressed and utterly captivated by him. I've heard you're called Wang Wu, right? You possess the Battle Saint Body, a legendary, heaven-defying physique. I wonder if I possess some beauty enough to catch your eye and serve you? I hope to bear you a child to continue this extraordinary bloodline and create a glorious family."

At this moment, a charming and seductive voice rang out from the side. The voice alone was enough to make one's heart itch and feel unbearably hot, wishing that one had taught the other everything back then.

She was a woman in a long purple dress, with a foxy face and captivating eyes. Every smile and frown of hers was mesmerizing. Her neckline was low, revealing her snow-white breasts and deep cleavage. She swayed her slender waist, her voluptuous buttocks bouncing and swaying. With each step, her snow-white thighs were exposed. If she had taken just a little bigger steps, she would have seen her private parts, but she was just a little bit short.

Isn't this the woman from the Chongyan Sect with the extraordinary charm? She and the one who uses hidden weapons are unparalleled among the younger generation present. On the righteous side, only Xu Yun can rival them.

Her bewitching arts are truly terrifying. Previously, a righteous innate master tried to eliminate this demoness, but he was bewitched and lost his senses, almost being killed in return. Yet she calmly left and escaped.

Chen Xuan looked in the direction of the voice and immediately revealed a lecherous face, his eyes blazing with fury. "You're so hot-tempered! You want to have my baby, huh? Let's start now, I can't wait!"

I have to say, purple is really charming. Chen Xuan said, looking like he was bewitched by her, and immediately threw away the knife and began to unbuckle his belt.

"What Battle Saint Body? This vixen doesn't believe it at all. She just wants to seduce Chen Xuan and kill him." She sneered inwardly, feeling nauseous. "There isn't a single good man in the world. Every man who sees her looks like he wants to devour her."

Her eyes, blazing with murderous intent, seemed to bloom with purple peach blossoms. With a shy yet alluring expression, she said, "There are so many people here, why are you in such a hurry, young master? I'll submit to you. Why don't we find a place where no one can see us? Then you can do whatever you want."

As she spoke, she had already come to Chen Xuan's side, leaning towards him as if throwing herself into his arms, her jade-like hand with sharp nails naturally stroking Chen Xuan's chest.

At this moment, Zhang San and the others were already staring blankly, lost in some wonderful fantasy. If you looked closely, the clothes of this era were still loose and not obviously loose.

Chen Xuan, with his pig-like face, naturally grabbed her small hand, put his other arm around her waist, and said impatiently with burning eyes, "Okay, okay, let's go find a place right now. You're so hot-tempered, I'm going to give you all my savings of over twenty years."

The hand that was about to shatter his heart meridian was actually grabbed. The demoness was startled and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. Could it be that there really is some special physique that can be activated to this extent in such a short time?

She practiced enchantment and burned with desire, but she genuinely loathed men. When Chen Xuan grabbed her hand, she wanted to chop it off on the spot, let alone let him try to hug her waist.

At this moment, Chen Xuan was truly captivated in her eyes, and she was about to kill him while suppressing her disgust.

But then her alluring expression froze, and she felt a chill in her heart. Incredulously, she looked down and saw a chipped blade piercing her heart from behind.

Life was slipping away quickly. She looked up at Chen Xuan in disbelief and said, "How could you...?"

Chen Xuan's face was no longer flushed with intoxication, but he continued acting, feigning fear as he said, "Thank goodness, thank goodness. Your charm technique has upgraded my Battle Saint Body, making me immune to charms now. Take a deep breath. It's normal to feel heartbroken and breathless if you, so beautiful and alluring, were to perish like this."

He pretended to put his arm around her waist, but instead, he hooked the knife he had tossed aside with his toe and stabbed her to death with a backhand stroke. It was a classic case of killing someone while holding a girl in his arms.

The demoness couldn't hear what followed. Chen Xuan drew his knife and discarded the lifeless body, muttering in a voice only he could hear, "I've remained chaste for my wife until now. Luckily, I used my true energy to separate myself when I grabbed your hand to control my power, otherwise I would have been defiled. Your seductive arts are far from perfect. Don't you know that the most skillful seduction in the world is the white moonlight in everyone's heart? Seducing with your body is far from enough."

As he spoke, he disdainfully kicked the body that countless men cherished and coveted.

Looking back at Zhang San and the others, it seemed that it would take them a while to recover.

Bang bang bang~!

A round of clapping sounded behind Chen Xuan. He turned around and saw an old man disguised as a beggar, a stick tucked under his armpit. Dressed in tattered clothes, he clapped his hands and said with great interest, "Young man, it's truly rare that you're not blinded by beauty. If you ask me, even the most beautiful woman will eventually turn into a skeleton. It's admirable that you can see through this. So, how about it, are you interested in begging with me, this old beggar? Although it might be a bit of a nuisance, you might occasionally run into a kind person and get some oily soup."

Not far behind him, Eunuch Wang watched him with a seemingly casual yet slightly wary gaze, ready to strike at the slightest movement. Many people had witnessed Eunuch Wang's previous behavior, and no one dared to come looking for death now.

Looking at Lao Deng, Chen Xuan couldn't help but laugh and cry. He thought to himself, "Old man, are you perhaps too engrossed in your role-playing? You're actually quite convincing."

Chen Xuan blinked and said, "Following you is no problem, but how about we get another golden rice bowl and beg for food?"

Upon hearing this, Old Deng's eyes widened, and he turned to leave with utter disgust, muttering under his breath, "Go away, go away! So it's you, you brat. That vixen has some skills. I thought even a young man wouldn't be captivated by her beauty. But since it's you, then there's no problem."

Old Man Wang had relaxed his guard and was looking around furtively, afraid that Chen Xuan would blame him for not keeping the old man in check while he dressed up as a beggar.

Chen Xuan quickly reached out and said, "Don't go, sir! Let's discuss begging a bit more. I actually have an idea: I can go begging from wealthy families, and sometimes I can even get meat."

Turning back to glare at Chen Xuan, the old man curled his lip and said, "Stop right there! I haven't had enough fun yet. Don't delay my fishing for a big fish. I was already 80% sure, and with you here today, it's even more certain. Hey kid, you can have fun all you want, but keep a close eye on my daughter. If she loses a single hair, I'll skin you alive. Oh, and don't tell her I'm here!"

After saying that, he waved the stick demonstratively, then turned and left.

This brief meeting and conversation naturally went unheard, so Chen Xuan couldn't stop it. He wondered if the old man had also noticed the mastermind behind it all. It seemed his sudden impulse wasn't entirely unfounded... (End of Chapter)