Prodigy’s True Prowess
Gu Yitian’s action galvanized Tian Yuanwan to choke Daoist Boyang with one hand and put the latter’s arm in a lock with his other hand. “We’ll have to remove your crippled shifu’s right arm, as well, if you refuse.”
Daoist Boyang quavered, “Yitian, run! Do not give into them, clear?”
Gu Yitian’s rattling sword earned Tian Houyang’s hysterical laughter. “You may be strong, but do you really think you could cut us down before we crush his throat and rip his arm off?”
Tian Yuanwan could swear Gu Yitian’s two streaks of white light were still supposed to be running along the cracks of the latter’s blade, yet Gu Yitian had already fired them onto Tian Wanyuan’s wrist.
“Argh! Hargh!”
Neither Tian Houyang nor Tian Jijian realised Gu Yitian had already made his move until he heard Tian Wanyuan let out a harrowing belt upon losing his hand. Gu Yitian bound forward, aiming to give Tian Yuanwan’s neck a new hole, but Tian Houyang and Tian Jijian were on to him this time. The two teams fought to a draw. Nevertheless, Gu Yitian managed to wrest Daoist Boyang over.
Gu Yitian went on the attack on, starting with a sweeping motion. Tian Houyang pulled the other two along to wobbly evade the attack for there was no way any of them could have blocked the attack head on, resulting in the inn shouldering all of the damage.
Suddenly, Daoist Boyang dropped to the floor. Something resembling white bugs crawled under his skin and then dug its way out, curling him into a ball.
“You think it’s that easy to rescue the cripple from us? Master has already cast a technique on me that will allow me to detonate him with my mere will. Nobody besides Master can dispel the technique. You sure you still want to resist?” mocked Tian Houyang.
Gu Yitian rushed to check on Daoist Boyang, then fired his eyes back at Tian Houyang.
“Yitian, do not yield! If you can kill them, kill them now. If not, leave. I don’t want you to become their instrument!” Daoist Boyang growled from behind his teeth, convulsing violently.
Gu Yitian set down his slowly set down his sword. “Who do you want me to kill?”
***
“Mu Yu, do we have to find these people one by one?” asked Tian Ran, studying the list of ultimate immortals while sitting in the air.
“No, only those we need,” replied Mu Yu.
Village Chief Bu said that Third Heaven Palace would rig the rankings if they could not stop Mu Yu from activating Ultimate Immortals Monument. Although Third Heaven Palace might have been able to control the nine mystic immortals, it was better to be safe than sorry. From that conjecture, Village Chief Bu surmised Third Heaven Palace would recruit ultimate immortals with the potential to eliminate Mu Yu and his brothers. Freestyle cultivators were another unpredictable bunch since they did not have any affiliations.
As nobody could be certain how strong freestyle cultivators were, Village Chief Bu took special note of them and wanted to look into them. Village Chief Bu, consequently, made a list of people, based on word-of-mouth, who were not showing interest in rising up the rankings, meaning they might not have been after the glory it claimed to offer. The six individuals Village Chief Bu noted were as below:
Ximen Buxing, rank twenty-fix, a member of the unorthodox faction.
Wanwan, rank thirty-two, a member of the unorthodox faction.
Shangguan Lin, rank forty-one freestyle cultivator.
Gu Yitian, rank forty-five freestyle cultivator.
Murong Yun, rank fifty-one freestyle cultivator.
Yu Mo, rank fifty-two freestyle cultivator.
Generally, rank fifty-one onwards were Spirit Severing Realm cultivators. Howbeit, Village Chief Bu was confident Murong Yun and Yu Mo had to be more advanced than that based on the rumours around them.
“I know Ximen Buxing and Wanwan, but how did Old Fraud figure out the whereabouts of the other for?” Xiaoshuai mumbled.
“Grandpa Village Chief knows what he’s doing,” replied Mu Yu. Although Mu Yu was not keen on cooperating with the six ultimate immortals, it was better than fighting them.
“Even Gu Yitian?”
“He’s a worthy opponent. Anyone who has the determination to pursue the path of body cultivation deserves respect.”
“Mu Yu, I think you have the physique and willpower to pursue body cultivation,” Tian Ran conveyed, touching Mu Yu’s arm.
“Pfft, his skin is almost one percent as thick as mine now,” berated Xaoshuai.
“Get out of here. I’m prone to being embarrassed.”
“Yeah, sure, absolutely… my foot.”
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