Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 66 A Pie Falling from the Sky

As soon as that voice rang out, Jiang Mingzhe felt as if the world had become much brighter.

Looking up, I saw the wind blowing away the floating clouds, and the mountains bathed in the bright moonlight. It really was bright now, and I thought I was just overjoyed.

With a swift movement, he rushed to meet them.

At this moment, two slender figures were running towards the top of the mountain. One of them was wearing a purple dress, with big, dark eyes that looked cunning, and a very delicate face. It was A Zi.

Beside him stood a tall woman with glossy black hair, her face covered by a black cloth, revealing only a pair of bright, dark eyes.

As Azi ran, she called out, "Zhong Ling, you brat, are you alright!"

Suddenly, a figure flashed out, startling Azi so much that she jumped up on the spot. Jiang Mingzhe said with a grin, "Senior sister, I..."

The woman in black waved her left hand, and with two soft hissing sounds, two short arrows shot out directly in her direction.

Mu Wanqing!
Seeing her masked face, Jiang Mingzhe guessed most of what was going on, and the moment he shot the arrow, his certainty was even stronger.

When Jiang Mingzhe read the original novel, he was deeply impressed by this woman.

Judging by her personality alone, she's simple: a ruthless, clueless, and naive woman!
Her mother, Shura Blade Qin Hongmian, was mentally challenged. She acted with her own daughter for eighteen years, claiming that Mu Wanqing had no parents, was abandoned in the wilderness after birth, and that she had taken her in out of kindness. She made Mu Wanqing call her master and took her to live in the deep mountains for eighteen years.

He also instilled a lot of messy ideas in her, making her swear never to let a man see her face. If he did, she should either kill him or marry him, like a female Saint Seiya.

If the other party refuses to marry her, or later abandons her after seducing her, she will personally kill him. If anyone dares to break this vow, Qin Hongmian will immediately commit suicide!
However, to be fair, Mu Wanqing's short arrow skills were quite formidable; many martial arts masters far superior to hers fell victim to her short arrows.

Her short arrows were actually concealed weapons, hidden in her sleeves. She would pretend to wave her hand when firing them, but they were actually launched by a spring mechanism at incredible speed. They were also poisoned with a deadly poison that would kill on contact with blood, and she could fire multiple arrows in succession.

What's even more ingenious is that she had hidden mechanisms in both arms, but she usually used her left hand to fire arrows, saving her right hand as a trump card.

Mu Wanqing acted with extreme decisiveness; the moment A Zi screamed, her short sword was already out.

Jiang Mingzhe's pupils narrowed instantly.

If he knew the "Lingxi Finger" skill, he could easily catch it with a single reach of his hand, which would be incredibly cool.

If he possessed the Golden Bell and Iron Shirt techniques, he wouldn't dodge or flinch, letting the short arrows hit and bounce off—that would be quite domineering.

However, he only knows the Three Yin Centipede Claw technique, which is good at ripping out hearts and lungs, but he has no ability to catch hidden weapons.

As for the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), if it is used, not only short arrows, but even the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow would have difficulty harming it.

But he had just stopped, and if he tried to move again, the short arrow wouldn't wait.

Jiang Mingzhe leaned back desperately and rolled over, feeling both shocked and angry. He never expected that even though he had obtained Beiming and Lingbo, he would still have to rely on rolling over like a lazy donkey to save his life.

He kept calling out, "We're on the same side! Don't misunderstand!"

He feared that Mu Wanqing would launch a series of attacks, and if she fired another arrow, he would have no chance of dodging it.

Azi quickly stopped Mu Wanqing, saying, "Stop it, you wooden man!"

At that moment, Zhong Ling came running over, crying and laughing at the same time: "Sister Mu, Zi Yatou, you've come to save me!"

Then a sharp "squeak" was heard, and a small figure leaped up and pounced into Zhong Ling's arms; it was the Lightning Sable.

Upon seeing Zhong Ling, Jiang Mingzhe exclaimed, "Oh no!"

With a leap like a carp, he unleashed his Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), his shadow almost blurred in the moonlight. Azi's mouth gaped open, wide enough to fit an egg: "When did Big Ginger's lightness skill become so good?"

Yun Zhonghe! Jiang Mingzhe was extremely anxious.

He had thought that since Yun Zhonghe was poisoned and seriously injured, even Zhong Ling would be able to suppress him. He did not expect that Zhong Ling would actually follow him here. With Duan Yu left behind, it was even worse than having no one left at all.

Jiang Mingzhe rushed back to the summit and, sure enough, saw Yun Zhonghe pressing one hand to his kidney wound and the other to Duan Yu's chest, looking at him with a ferocious expression. He shouted, "Stop! Or I'll crush this brat to death!"

Jiang Mingzhe slammed on the brakes, wishing he could punch himself in the head. He should have crippled Yun Zhonghe before he left!

He immediately laughed loudly, "Haha, I've only just met this kid, why do you think I'd hesitate to harm him?"

Yun Zhonghe sneered, "If you don't care about this kid's life, then why stop?"

Jiang Mingzhe's smile faded; such petty tricks were indeed ineffective against these seasoned veterans.

Yun Zhonghe's face was filled with hatred mixed with smugness. Seeing that Jiang Mingzhe was about to say something, he interrupted him, "Stop your damn nonsense! Hand over your lightness skill and give me the antidote, and I'll release this brat when I'm safe. Otherwise..."

As he said this, he unleashed a torrent of internal energy, intending to make Duan Yu scream in agony.

Unexpectedly, once the internal force was released, it vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea. Duan Yu blinked and looked at him in surprise, asking, "What got into my body?"

Yun Zhonghe was startled and immediately stopped, looking at Duan Yu and asking, "Doesn't it hurt?"

Duan Yu tilted his head and felt it for a moment, then shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, it just feels a little swollen."

He didn't want to learn kung fu to kill people, so he passed on the Beiming Divine Skill to Jiang Mingzhe. But after all, he came from a martial arts family. He had never eaten pork, but he had seen pigs run too much. He knew that the cultivation of internal energy could not tolerate the slightest mistake.

Therefore, when explaining the technique to Jiang Mingzhe, he was afraid of missing anything, so he looked at it again and again and thought about it again and again before telling Jiang Mingzhe. Unconsciously, the technique became as clear as if it were engraved in his mind.

However, he had no foundation in internal energy, so if he wanted to actively absorb other people's internal energy, it would be like a well pump that has never been filled with water—completely impossible.

Unfortunately, Yun Zhonghe's grasp was on the Tanzhong acupoint, the most important acupoint in the Beiming Divine Skill. It is where one's internal energy is absorbed and refined into Beiming True Qi, which is stored. When Yun Zhonghe released his internal energy, it was like a pie falling into Duan Yu's mouth, leaving him no choice but to accept it.

Duan Yu felt a swelling in his chest, which also made his chest feel suffocated. He couldn't help but think of the method of circulating foreign internal energy in the Beiming Divine Art. He focused on the Ren Meridian and the Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin. He felt a stream of energy quickly circulating along the two meridians. When it returned to the chest, the swelling and suffocation disappeared instantly.

And so this internal energy changed its owner, remaining forever within Duan Yu's body.

Yun Zhonghe, believing that his internal energy was impure due to poisoning, became enraged and said fiercely, "I'll make you cry out in pain today!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a steel claw from his lower back and was about to grab Duan Yu's ear.

Duan Yu was shocked and instinctively raised his hand to grab Yun Zhonghe's forearm. He knew that Yun Zhonghe was highly skilled in martial arts, so he used all his strength, and the Beiming True Qi that he had just refined also began to swirl.

Yun Zhonghe flipped his arm, intending to throw Duan Yu away, but his internal energy suddenly went out of control, like water breaking through a dam, and rushed into the Shaoshang acupoint on Duan Yu's thumb.

Yun Zhonghe was greatly shocked. His internal strength cultivation was not very high, and it was already difficult for him to suppress the poison in his body. Now, when Duan Yu absorbed the poison, his internal energy became disordered, and his arms were sore and weak that he could not break free.

In his panic, he suddenly remembered a legendary evil technique, and a great terror rose in his heart. He screamed hoarsely, "Starry Constellation Sect, you are demons of the Starry Constellation Sect! Boss, avenge me!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a sharp whistle rang out, shaking the mountains, followed by a rough, booming voice: "Fourth brother, is that you wailing at a funeral? Speak slower, who the hell can hear you mumbling like that!"

　The power kept tripping this afternoon for unknown reasons. I contacted a repairman to come tomorrow. I can't stand not being able to turn on the air conditioner, so I'm going to take a nap in the public bathhouse. I'll just post two chapters today.

　　Brothers, please give me your recommendation votes and monthly tickets! I've been stuck around the 50th spot on the new book chart for several days now. Every day, people drop off the list, but I remain unmoved.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)