Yin Yang Soul Searcher

The moment Han Xueshan took the brocade pouch, it slipped through her fingers and fell to the ground like flowing water.

The moment he saw the brocade pouch turn into water, Chu Jiangyuan instantly realized he'd been tricked! His hands moved faster than his brain; in a split second, Chu Jiangyuan swung his hand with all his might towards Han Xueshan's head. A full-force palm strike from a fourth-rank martial artist against her sixth-rank cultivation—she wouldn't even leave a complete corpse!

Before Han Xueshan could figure out what was happening, Chu Jiangyuan's fist was already right in front of her. The defense of the brocade pouch hadn't even taken effect yet. In just an instant, a pill flew to Chu Jiangyuan's outstretched hand.

With a loud "bang," the pill slammed into Chu Jiangyuan's hand. The immense force of the pill forced Chu Jiangyuan's hand to shift slightly to the side.

Han Xueshan reacted quickly, barely managing to turn her face away. A strand of her beautiful hair had already been smashed into dust, and her heroic face was covered in blood from the blast of the palm strike. Disfigurement was inevitable.

Han Xueshan coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, barely breathing. Her life was saved! The brocade pouch formed a water curtain that rose from beneath Han Xueshan's feet, eventually forming a large, wavy bell that enveloped her with a pale blue halo.

Chu Jiangyuan clutched his palm; the pill was incredibly hard, but it had already crumbled into powder. Looking at Han Xueshan, she was either dead or crippled. He couldn't attack her anymore; she was protected, and her master had arrived.

The moment Cheng Yanbing threw the pill, her body instantly sprang forward, her right knee slamming into the black-clad man's face. A martial artist's attack is ruthless and decisive!

Chu Jiangyuan crossed his arms, forming a cross in front of him, thus averting the danger of his face being smashed. However, the enormous impact sent him staggering backward, his legs carving deep furrows in the ground.

It only came to a stop after crashing into several trees, leaving fallen leaves and dust flying everywhere.

When the dust settled, the person's true face was finally revealed. The black clothes that had been used to disguise him were now tattered, revealing a bloodied mouth.

From a distance, Bai Jueming stared intently at the man's face through the cylindrical bone, one hand clenched into a fist: "It's him, it's him! The one who wanted to kill me, Chu Jiangyuan!"

Chu Jiangyuan, enduring the pain in his arms, said, "I actually fell for your trick. I even thought your weak aura was real."

Cheng Yanbing smiled; he was quite confident in his pills. Then he stood in front of Han Xueshan, coldly looking at Chu Jiangyuan.

Chu Jiangyuan's attendant, standing to the side, was so frightened that his legs went weak. He had never seen anything like this before.

The attendant retreated and approached Chu Jiangyuan, while Cheng Yanbing casually tossed a pill at his head.

The follower didn't even have a chance to dodge. The pill pierced through the follower's head, leaving a bloody hole the same size as the pill itself.

With a "thud," the attendant collapsed to the ground, lifeless! Only his terrified eyes and resentful expression remained before his death.

Chu Jiangyuan looked at the fallen corpse and smiled indifferently: "Are you trying to kill me? Or are you doing something for someone else?" He had many enemies, and it was impossible for him to know them all.

Cheng Yanbing said with a hint of sarcasm, "If you can buy someone else's life, then naturally someone else can buy yours!"

Chu Jiangyuan rubbed his wrist: "Tell me who's behind you, and I'll give you a quick death."

Cheng Yanbing shook her head, not wanting to waste words with him. She threw a handful of pills directly at his face.

Chu Jiangyuan leaned back tactically, the pill brushing against his sleeve.

Taking advantage of Chu Jiangyuan's moment of dodging the pills, Cheng Yanbing struck first, clenching her fist and gathering her strength before leaping up and smashing it hard at Chu Jiangyuan's head.

The ensuing battle scene was one of smoke and dust rising in the jungle, trees falling, and wild grass lying flat on the ground.

Fights between martial artists of the same level are brutal and straightforward, relying on their profound cultivation and sustained aura.

About half an incense stick later, the two separated from their intense battle, both panting heavily, their fists stained with blood.

However, Cheng Yanbing clearly had the upper hand. Chu Jiangyuan's face was covered in blood, and his head had been smashed into a dent. The holes in his body were even deeper, exposing the bone.

In contrast, Cheng Yanbing only had blood on his face and some dents on his body, but not much blood.

Chu Jiangyuan, panting heavily with one hand on the ground, his throat hoarse, struggled to speak: "Do you really want to fight to the death? What are the conditions your backer is offering? I can give them to you!"

Chu Jiangyuan was already considering retreating. He couldn't defeat the plain-looking man in front of him. He was like a simpleton, only attacking and never defending! The key was that his strength was indeed weaker than the man's, and his injuries were the best proof of that.

Cheng Yanbing said calmly, "I want your life. Will you give it to me?"

Both of them took the opportunity to regulate their breathing while talking.

At this moment, Chu Jiangyuan noticed that there were two more people sitting where Cheng Yanbing had been meditating.

A girl with big, blinking eyes was wearing a light blue fitted dress.

The other person's attire was simpler, wearing the same black clothes as him, but with his face covered.

Seeing Chu Jiangyuan trying to regulate his breathing, Bai Jueming stepped forward and shouted, "Chu Jiangyuan, do you still recognize your father?"

Tang Weiwei sighed and rubbed her forehead. This guy really knows how to use someone else's power to bully others. She then went to treat Han Xueshan.

Cheng Yanbing focused on guarding against him.

Chu Jiangyuan narrowed his eyes, feeling the voice was somewhat familiar: "Who are you?"

Bai Jueming laughed three times, then ripped off his face mask: "Good lad, come and see clearly!"

"It's you!" Chu Jiangyuan exclaimed. "I sent two Rank 8 assassins to kill you, and you're still alive!" Chu Jiangyuan had thought that the two hadn't found an opportunity to kill Bai Jueming yet, but judging from the current situation, the two were probably already dead.

"Two rank eights think they can kill your father?" Bai Jueming sneered. "But I'm still very curious, why did you want to send someone to kill me? Just because I joined the Yin Yang Palace?" Bai Jueming wanted to know if it was as he suspected.

Of all the people who stole the mine, Chu Jiangyuan was the only one alive who had seen him, and he had even been exonerated. Therefore, Chu Jiangyuan suspected that he had leaked the information, leading to the failed mine theft! So he sent assassins to deal with the traitor!

Bai Jueming guessed correctly; Chu Jiangyuan did indeed think that way. However, Chu Jiangyuan understood even more clearly that saying anything now was useless. The two were already locked in a life-or-death struggle!

"Want to know? I'll send you to ask God!" Chu Jiangyuan suddenly charged at Bai Jueming.

"Brother Cheng, save me!" Bai Jueming shouted as he backed away. He could talk his way out of it, but he was really no match for real action.

Cheng Yanbing, who had been on guard against him, also moved instantly, swinging his fist and smashing it hard towards Chu Jiangyuan's face.

What followed was another brutal clash of blows between martial artists...

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Bai Jueming arrived at Han Xueshan's side and discovered that her beautiful hair was gone, her once dashing face was gone, and only bloody bits of flesh remained. Only a faint breath escaped from her mangled mouth and nose.

Bai Jueming felt a pang of guilt; he felt so sorry for this girl. That damned bastard, how could he be so ruthless! He'd definitely skin him alive later!

Tang Weiwei had already taken out some bottles and jars from her small bag, poured some white powder into her hand, and sprinkled it evenly on Han Xueshan's face. She said, "Don't just stand there, help her up."

Bai Jueming helped the unconscious Han Xueshan up. Tang Weiwei took out a white cloth strip and completely wrapped Han Xueshan's face, leaving only her mouth and nose exposed.

After finishing all this, Tang Wei breathed a sigh of relief: "Now all I have to do is wait for my senior brother to feed him a pill so he can wake up."

"That's all?" Bai Jueming asked incredulously.

"This is a secret recipe from our Craftsmen's Hall!" Tang Weiwei said, touching Han Xueshan's hand. "She still needs her senior brother to feed her some pills; her injuries are too severe. This is all I can do."

"Alright!" Bai Jueming breathed a sigh of relief; his life was saved. His injuries could heal slowly; he felt so sorry for the girl.

At that moment, at the place where Chu Jiangyuan and Cheng Yanbingren were fighting, a loud explosion rang out in the sky, followed by dazzling sparks.

Bai Jueming turned around and saw Chu Jiangyuan standing there stiffly, holding something that looked like a firecracker in his hand. Then he fell heavily to the ground, his blood instantly staining the earth.

Chu Jiangyuan's robes were now blood-red, and his face was unrecognizable. His entire body was covered in large and small bloody holes.

In contrast, Cheng Yanbing was exhausted and out of breath, with many bloody holes on his body and blood coming from the corner of his mouth.

Brother Cheng is amazing!

Bai Jueming asked Tang Weiwei to take care of Han Xueshan, and then went forward to help Cheng Yanbing: "Brother Cheng, are you alright?"

Cheng Yanbing plopped down on the ground and waved his hand to indicate that he was alright. After catching his breath, he popped a pill into his mouth.

What happened next made Bai Jueming's eyes widen in surprise.

The bloody hole on Cheng Yanbing's body wriggled in an incredible way, and in no time, his body was completely healed.

Bai Jueming stared intently at Cheng Yanbing's writhing wound!

"I have plenty of pills, so I'm fine. It's just that I haven't fought like this in a long time, and I'm a little tired!" Cheng Yanbing twisted his neck. "Looks like I'll have to train more in the future."

Why did Cheng Yanbing's body writhe so much after taking the pill, just like when his own back was injured? Was it a coincidence? What exactly was that iron bone on his back? And why did it have this healing effect?

Bai Jueming shook his head. Now was not the time to ask these questions; they should deal with Chu Jiangyuan first.

Bai Jueming took out the Yin-Yang Palace dagger from his sleeve and walked up to Chu Jiangyuan. He was already barely breathing.

Sparks flew as a tall, slender demon cultivator on a distant mountaintop stared intently at the dying Chu Jiangyuan.

Then, turning to the adult beside him whose face was veiled in black robes, he asked, "Do you need me to save him?"

The adult said coldly, "Save him. Don't let those three force him to reveal any useful information."

"So that's why you sent me here," Eagle Cultivation chuckled. Humans are the most complex and cold-blooded creatures!

The man turned and went down the mountain.

Ying Xiu tore off his wide black robe. Under the moonlight, he spread his arms, which transformed into a pair of eagle wings, and his legs became sharp and long eagle claws. Each toe tip gleamed with a cold light, as if a light scratch could shatter gold and stone.

Bai Jueming crouched down and held a dagger to Chu Jiangyuan's face: "You damned thing, you wanted to kill me, fine. But you also wanted to kill my friend? This is what you deserve!" With that, he slashed the dagger hard across Chu Jiangyuan's ear.

Chu Jiangyuan's mournful screams startled the birds around him!