Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Chapter 273 "How could an immortal obey Li Fu's orders?!" (4k2)

Li Fu's gaze darkened, and he said.

"Over the years, your Tang Clan has been actively acquiring the Nine Deaths Divine Skill and the Golden Needle Acupuncture Technique, while also researching and developing even stronger elixirs of immortality."

Over the years, the Elixir of Immortality has become capable of transforming someone with no martial arts background into the world's top martial arts master simply by using their reason and humanity.

The chances of failure after taking the medicine are extremely high; only one in a hundred will survive. And of those who have taken the elixir of immortality, how many can withstand the life-and-death trials of the Nine Deaths Divine Skill?

Tang Xiao said proudly.

"good.

Of those who could withstand the elixir of immortality, less than one in a hundred survived.

Furthermore, those who can master the Nine Deaths Divine Skill are probably one in ten thousand.

However, we had long suspected that the elixir of immortality could dramatically increase a person's physical abilities, making them as powerful as a top-tier martial arts master. With such a powerful physique and abundant vitality, the chances of dying while practicing the Nine Deaths Divine Art would be far, far lower than for ordinary people.

Although the cost is still high—perhaps only one in a thousand will survive—it's enough.

As he said this, he looked at Li Fu with his hands behind his back, a hint of indifferent smugness in his eyes.

"Only one in a thousand people can survive?"

No wonder the Tang Clan doesn't have enough servants.

I'm afraid you secretly bought a lot of servants from outside, and on top of countless blood and bones, you created these three immortals.

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Li Fu's sword energy suddenly tightened, forcing back the attacks of the three immortals once again, and he said in a deep voice.

"This is the real reason why Tang Ling was so frightened and uneasy that she fled from the Tang Clan."

She must have accidentally witnessed what you were doing – the undead corpses that couldn't withstand the failed transformation were being moved out in heaps, probably piled up like small mountains.

She felt that you were all crazy, that this was an act of utter inhumanity and depravity, and she wanted to report this matter to the imperial court.

Naturally, you didn't want her to report you, and after realizing her intentions, your gazes toward her grew colder and colder.

Finally, one day, she escaped from the Tang Clan, but happened to run into the group of people who coveted the Tang Clan's Peacock Feather, and was kidnapped by them.

"good.

That unfilial daughter actually wanted to report this matter to the imperial court, thinking we were all crazy.

As the eldest daughter of the Tang Clan, she has been pampered since childhood, yet has she ever considered the Tang Clan's well-being even slightly?

Upon hearing this, Tang Xiao's smug expression vanished slightly, replaced by a chilling aura. He pointed at Song Feizhang, who stood to the side with a pale face.

"When she secretly pledged her life to this member of the imperial clan, she already made me, her old father, lose face in front of the Tang Clan and my fellow martial arts practitioners. I still tolerated it."

But has she ever considered what kind of business my Tang Clan is in?

It's a business of murder, a clandestine operation involving hidden weapons and poisons. She's secretly engaged to a member of the royal family. Will the court one day think that the Tang Clan's business is a disgrace to the royal family and force us to find another way to make a living?

Did she ever consider the bigger picture for the Tang Clan?

She only thinks about herself!

His voice grew colder and colder, his gaze sharp as a knife, and he sneered.

"And that unfilial daughter first made a private engagement with a member of the imperial clan, which attracted the attention of the court. Then she wanted to report the matter to the court. How could I tolerate her?"

If it weren't for that group of people who happened to kidnap her, humph—even if I didn't punish my entire family, I would have imprisoned her for life in a dark, sunless dungeon, making her reflect on her actions!

These words fell to the ground, and the entire courtyard fell silent.

The night wind howled.

"You—you are unworthy of being a father!"

Song Feizhang trembled violently with anger, his lips quivering, and he almost lost his balance.

Tang Xiao ignored the accusations.

"Moreover, didn't that unfilial daughter see clearly what a great secret technique this immortality technique is?"

The Tang Clan's Undying Man technique, completed in my hands, surpasses even the Peacock Feather technique created by my ancestor.

For this alone, I am worthy of being remembered for eternity!

He raised his arms, his tone fervent.

"Each of these three immortals is comparable to the most outstanding masters in the world today."

With just these three people, they can break through ten thousand troops and conquer an impregnable city!

Our Tang Clan can even use this to change dynasties and establish a new dynasty!

"You Tang Clan actually want to rebel?"

Song Zhaoxue's eyes widened suddenly, and she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Wei Ying and Uncle Tai's eyelids twitched suddenly, and they both felt a deep chill. They never expected that the Tang Clan would have such ambitions, attempting to change the dynasty.

Tang Xiao sneered, his gaze sweeping over Song Zhaoxue and Song Feizhang, the two members of the imperial clan. His ambition was no longer concealed or restrained; his gaze was as sharp as a knife, and his killing intent was fully revealed.

"What's wrong with that? As the saying goes, the throne rotates, and next year it might be my turn. If your Song family can sit on the throne, why can't my Tang family?"

His words were tantamount to tearing away the last shred of pretense. Now that the Tang Clan's immortals had been exposed, he was determined that not a single person present who knew the truth would be spared.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his voice as cold and icy as ice.

"Just wait. I'll have these three Tang Clan Undead kill Li Fu first, and then—it'll be your turn."

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This is very clear.

Song Feizhang trembled and almost lost his balance.

Wei Ying and Uncle Tai's expressions changed drastically, and deep fear was evident in their eyes.

Uncle Tai stepped forward, blocking Song Zhaoxue's path, and said in a low voice, "Miss—we must go quickly!"

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Although he harbored hostility towards Li Fu, he never questioned Li Fu's martial arts skills in the slightest.

At this moment, the four figures in the arena were flying and intertwining, their killing intent surging. The three Tang Clan immortals were wielding fists and feet with hidden wind and thunder, and even Li Fu was entangled and unable to break free for a while.

Uncle Tai saw it clearly: any one of these three immortals could fight Li Fu head-on. Although their moves were crude, their powerful internal energy and indestructible physique were truly terrifying.

Once Li Fu is defeated, none of them will be able to stop any of the immortals; their deaths will be imminent.

Uncle Tai clenched his teeth and whispered.

"Miss, let's leave quickly while Li Fu can still hold out for a while!"

Tang Xiao will deal with Li Fu, who is in the greatest danger, first. He can buy us time; this is our only chance!

He spoke urgently, his gaze constantly sweeping between Tang Xiao and the gap in the courtyard wall, ready to protect Song Zhaoxue and evacuate at any moment.

But Song Zhaoxue remained standing in the same spot, without moving an inch.

Her gaze was fixed on the figure in the center of the field, surrounded by three people, her hands clenched tightly in her sleeves, her knuckles turning white.

She bit her lip, her voice soft yet carrying an unyielding resolve.

"No—Uncle Tai, we can't leave."

We'll lend him a hand; if we have to leave, we'll leave together.

"Miss, what did you say?"

Uncle Tai couldn't believe it; he almost thought there was something wrong with his ears.

"These three Tang Clan immortals are terrifying, and it is astonishing that Li Fu was able to stop them."

To be honest, with our martial arts skills, we probably wouldn't even be able to withstand a few moves from those three immortals and would die on the spot. We wouldn't be able to help at all!

The best thing we can do is leave this place now!

"Miss, don't forget your identity. You are the last bloodline of your lineage. What will happen if something happens to you?"

Song Zhaoxue gazed at the figure in the arena. The moonlight fell on her profile, clearly reflecting the turbulent emotions in her eyes.

"No—no. Abandoning Li Fu and running away alone? Absolutely not."

"Many years ago, if it weren't for Commander Wu, he would have almost died unjustly because of me."

At that time, I already owed him a life.

Every time I think about it, I feel I owe him so much, and I don't know how I can ever repay him—and now—do I have to make him die for me again?

As she spoke, she was about to step forward to help.

"Wait a minute."

Li Fu's voice came from the arena. While using invisible sword energy to deflect the iron fist of the person in front of him, he turned his head and his gaze lingered on Song Zhaoxue's face for a moment.

"Just stand there. You won't be of much help if you come up here."

I already have a solution.

Song Zhaoxue's movements suddenly stopped, and she was slightly taken aback.

Li Fu withdrew his gaze. Facing the relentless attacks of the three immortals, he spun around and used his sword energy to deflect their combined attack by three points.

"What an incredible Tang Clan immortality! They're practically invincible. Even my Six Meridian Divine Sword can't do anything to them for the time being."

"They have mastered the Nine Deaths Divine Skill in internal cultivation, and their skill is extremely profound, even slightly surpassing mine. Few in the world can match them."

In terms of physique, he is comparable to a peerless master of external martial arts, indestructible.

The only drawback is that the moves are crude. Not to mention compared to me, even third-rate martial arts masters have much more sophisticated moves.

However, the silken armor they wore was strong enough to withstand the cuts of any sharp weapon, and coupled with their indestructible physiques, it made up for this—even my Six Meridian Divine Sword couldn't severely injure them with a single strike.

"If these three Tang Clan members survive, even if I manage to defeat them in the end, it will likely be a grueling battle, a Pyrrhic victory."

Tang Xiao stood with his hands behind his back under the courtyard wall, listening to Li Fu personally admit the power of the Undying, and a smug look appeared on his face.

In terms of martial arts, Tang Xiao, as the leader of the Tang Clan, was indeed a master in his own right, but compared to Tang Yuehua, Tang Yuan, and other masters of the Tang Clan, he was only slightly better.

He had devoted his life to the art of immortality, and now, hearing Li Fu, who had single-handedly defeated all the masters of the Tang Clan, personally acknowledge the power of immortality, he could no longer contain his pride.

But then he heard the words, "Even if we win, it will be a Pyrrhic victory," and his brows furrowed.

He was extremely proud of his Tang Clan's immortality. He didn't believe Li Fu's claim that he could win, even if it was a Pyrrhic victory. He was about to refute Li Fu, saying that Li Fu was ignorant and boastful, but Li Fu's next sentence made him stop in his tracks.

"However, have you considered that the Tang Clan's immortality has a fatal flaw?"

While fending off the fierce attacks of the three undead, Li Fu remained calm and composed, speaking in a nonchalant tone.

"You used the Golden Needle Acupuncture Technique to destroy their minds, erasing their emotions and their own will."

Tang Xiao was taken aback, then chuckled.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his voice filled with undisguised sarcasm.

"ridiculous!

Li Fu, I thought you had some brilliant idea that might help me make up for the Tang Clan's inability to kill people.

But what kind of defect are you pointing out?

Fearless, ruthless, without courage, lacking its own will, and obeying only its master's commands—aren't these the most perfect qualities of an ultimate weapon?

The Tang Clan experts who had been knocked down by Li Fu earlier were still slumped against the wall, but they were all staring wide-eyed at the fight in the arena.

Seeing that the Tang Clan's Undying Man had Li Fu firmly entangled and even seemed to have gained the upper hand, they were all invigorated, and the pride in their hearts was rekindled.

But Li Fu said that the use of acupuncture to remove willpower was a flaw, which they found baffling—this was clearly one of the greatest advantages, so how could it be a flaw?

Among all the Tang Clan members present, Tang Fengzhi was probably the only one who could understand what Li Fu was saying.

However, he was tormented by the Life and Death Talisman to the point of being delirious and on the verge of death. He was curled up in a corner, covered in blood, and could only groan weakly. He was no longer able to think about anything.

When Song Zhaoxue heard the words "erasure of one's own will," a bright light suddenly flashed in her eyes.

As she watched Li Fu's retreating figure, her mind raced, and she vaguely guessed what was going on. Her heart tightened suddenly, filled with both surprise and joy.

"Really? Turning people into weapons, is that really a good thing?"

Li Fu dodged a punch head-on by shifting his body to the side, and with a backhand slash of his sword, he deflected the claws of the man on his left. He calmly continued, "But Sect Leader Tang, don't forget that weapons have no will of their own—they can be taken away by others."

Soul Transfer Technique!

The moment the words fell, Li Fu's eyes suddenly lit up. His eyes, which were originally as calm as a deep pool, now seemed to have two balls of light slowly rotating in the depths of his pupils, as deep as an ancient well and as bright as stars, with a captivating power.

His gaze swept across the crowd and met the eyes of the undead in front of him. The undead suddenly stopped, his iron fist, which was halfway through its swing, abruptly halted in mid-air. In his gray and empty eyes, his arm slowly fell to his sides, and he froze on the spot, like a puppet that had lost its soul.

Li Fu turned around and his gaze met that of the immortal on his left.

The same thing happened again—the immortal was about to grab Li Fu's shoulder with a claw, but it stopped abruptly the moment its eyes met Li Fu's, its five fingers hanging in the air, unable to move forward even half an inch.

The last immortal was the same; when Li Fu looked at him, he stopped in his tracks.

The three immortals stood frozen in place, as if their souls had been immobilized by something invisible, remaining completely still.

All the sounds of fighting in the courtyard suddenly disappeared at that moment.

The night wind blew through the dilapidated flower stand, causing the fallen petals to flutter and swirl on the ground.

But the three dark figures that had been ferociously attacking like beasts just moments before now stood quietly in the moonlight like three clay or wooden sculptures, their hands hanging limply and their eyes vacant.

"Attack! Attack! Why did you all stop?!"

Tang Xiao's pupils suddenly contracted, and he hurriedly raised the black bell in his hand, shaking it frantically. The bell rang sharply and urgently throughout the night sky.

The sound of the bells was particularly jarring in the quiet courtyard.

Upon hearing the bell, a glimmer of light flashed in the empty eyes of the three immortals, and their bodies trembled slightly, as if they were about to move again.

stand up.

But as Li Fu's gaze swept over them, the two orbs of eerie light intensified, like two shrinking black vortexes slowly swirling deep within his pupils.

His lips moved slightly, and he uttered two words softly.

"Step back."

The last vestiges of struggle from the three Tang Clan immortals dissipated.

They all stepped back in unison, standing three steps behind Li Fu, with their hands at their sides, as obedient as servants.

"What?"

What happened?

"How could an immortal obey Li Fu's orders?!"

The fierce battle suddenly came to an abrupt end. The speed and wonder of this reversal left no one present able to react.

The Tang Clan members stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief and horror, their mouths agape but unable to utter a sound.

"What...what's going on?"

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