Chapter 5: Collaborating Together to Defeat the Enemy
Long Qinghan smiled, his smile seemingly ambiguous, as he spoke, “Oh, may I ask what good news it is?”
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Feng Xuan Yang nodded in agreement, “Indeed.”
“I wonder if Brother Feng is interested in the old master’s treasures,” Long Qinghan said calmly.
“Our Nine Heavens Sect already possesses many remarkable items, so how can we be interested in such a small creature?” Feng Xuan Yang sneered mockingly.
“Exactly. The Nine Heavens Sect, led by the esteemed Feng Master, has countless wonders and naturally wouldn’t be interested in that little bug. However…” Long Qinghan’s voice lowered, a hint of coldness gleaming in his eyes. “Unfortunately, there are people who are interested in it. They not only sent their subordinates to slander others in the tavern, scaring away those with low martial skills who went to attend the wedding feast, but also personally assassinated those who went to the villa, all in order to obtain that little bug.”
In contrast to Long Qinghan’s solemn expression, Feng Xuan Yang’s lips curled up into a mischievous smile as he crossed his arms over his chest. “Oh, why didn’t they just sneak into the villa to steal it instead of going to such lengths to kill?”
“Simply because they are foolish,” Long Qinghan said, his eyes lowering. Even when insulting others, his tone remained indifferent.
Feng Xuan Yang burst into laughter. “Hahaha! I wonder who has such thick-skinned audacity and is so foolish in their actions.”
Long Qinghan grabbed the sword beside him and said coldly, “Why don’t we go and ask them?”
“Indeed. Since we’re already here, why not come out and meet us?” Feng Xuan Yang embraced the sword in his arms, sneering.
As soon as these words fell, rustling sounds came from the nearby trees, followed by five eerie childlike voices that echoed from all directions, their laughter resonating like powerful sound waves in their eardrums.
Long Qinghan and Feng Xuan Yang exchanged a glance, then stood up, fully alert. They controlled their qi, regulating their breath, suppressing the anger stirred by these eerie childlike voices, and ensuring that their internal organs wouldn’t be harmed by this strange sound technique.
The eerie laughter continued for a long time, growing louder and sharper. However, neither Feng nor Long seemed affected by it.
Feng Xuan Yang closed his eyes and moved his ears, trying to determine the source of the sound. Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, a flash of bloodthirsty and fierce light flickering, and in an instant, the Scarlet Blaze Sword unsheathed. With a swift motion, it slashed towards the tree on the left with such speed that it left people speechless.
Only a wail could be heard as a red-clothed child fell from the tree, his throat already severed and lifeless.
Seeing their comrade perish, the remaining four children revealed their figures, rushing to the fallen person’s side.
“Brother Five!” An old voice of a child echoed from the mouth of a black-clothed boy. He called out in sorrow and hugged the lifeless body, bursting into tears. The other four also gathered around, weeping. Their voices were extremely unique, resembling those of both old people and children. Now, their cries were eerie and horrifying, akin to ghostly wails that sent shivers down one’s spine in the stillness of the night.
Feng Xuan Yang turned around and stood in front of Long Qinghan, his hands behind his back, coldly gazing at these few dwarves.
“The Five Gu Children,” Long Qinghan’s icy voice sounded from behind Feng Xuan Yang, who nodded in response.
Those four individuals were about the height of Feng Xuan Yang’s knees, resembling five-year-old children, yet their aged faces revealed their true age. Their appearance was extremely ugly, likely due to long-term exposure to the poison of the Gu insects. Their faces had a sickly yellowish-green hue, their skin was wrinkled, and some parts of their bodies were covered in pustules.
Upon seeing their faces, Feng Xuan Yang felt nauseated and couldn’t help but turn away, while Long Qinghan remained standing behind him, seemingly detached, his eyes fixed on the front, paying no attention to the sobbing four.
After wailing for a while, the four suddenly stopped. Sinister ferocity flickered in their eyes, and they simultaneously burst into a strange and eerie laughter, more mournful and chilling than the previous laughter that seemed both near and far. They suddenly leaped in all directions, pouncing and flitting about.
Long Qinghan continued to gaze into the distance as if in a trance, while Feng Xuan Yang tightened his grip on the Chihuang Sword in his hand, his eyes scanning for the whereabouts of the children. However, the voices came from all directions, sometimes near his ear and sometimes in the distance, making it impossible to pinpoint their location.
“You killed Brother Five! Our brothers will avenge him!”
“Hahaha! You can’t catch us! You can’t catch us!”
“You will die!”
“Hehehe, hehehe.”
These Five Gu Children had honed their skills in lightness techniques due to their small stature, and in the dense forest, their compact bodies made it even easier for them to conceal their movements. Feng and Long found it difficult to deal with them for a while.
Both Feng and Long closed their eyes, relying solely on their senses to locate their opponents.
Suddenly, a powder scattered in the air, drifting towards Feng and Long.
They opened their eyes in alarm and immediately unleashed their palm techniques, exerting tremendous force through their feet to stabilize their bodies. With a swift motion of their palms towards the ground, a powerful wave of energy formed around them, dispersing all the powder in an instant.
However, as one powder dissipated, more and more continued to assault them. They could evade for a while, but not for long.
After a moment, Long Qinghan, who had been standing to the side, made a move. He swiftly drew the Phantom Pool Sword from its sheath with his right foot dragging across the ground. Then, with a lightning-fast spin, he slashed through the air, emitting a blue light that resembled flowing water. Yet this seemingly beautiful light was the deadly light that claimed lives!
A painful cry of death resounded, and as the blood splattered, one of the black-clothed children who had flashed beside Long Qinghan met his demise. This black-clothed child had intended to launch a surprise attack from behind but was unexpectedly met by the waiting Long Qinghan, who struck with a fatal blow.
Long Qinghan deliberately shifted his body, seemingly casually exposing a vulnerable spot on his back. However, he did this to provide the enemy with an opening, intentionally luring them out.
After the earlier death of the child in red, the first one to rush out was this child in black. Not only did he cry the loudest, but he was also the first to leap and take cover. Therefore, this child was either their leader or had a restless and impatient temperament.
As expected, the impulsive child in black fell for the trap. Although they were fast, they couldn’t harm Long Qinghan and Feng Xuan Yang with just their venom. The impatient child rushed forward, intending to attack Long Qinghan’s back, but little did he know it would cost him his life.
Long Qinghan slowly raised his hand, extending his slender fingers across the dark blue sword. Wherever his fingertips passed, a thin layer of ice formed. His eyes revealed a coldness as he stabbed the ground, the sword sinking half an inch. With a snap, he curved his body, and within a few feet, layers of ethereal sword energy and a powerful gust of wind emerged. It stirred up a swift, icy wind, causing pain on people’s faces. Water droplets in the air gradually froze, forming tiny ice cones that swirled around him.
“Excellent!” Feng Xuan Yang praised, a bloodthirsty intent gleaming in his eyes. He was not inferior to Long Qinghan. With a shout, he stood firmly on the ground, slowly raising his hand, revealing a fiery red glow on his palm.
In an instant, starting with himself, a fierce gust of wind surged around him. This wind was incredibly peculiar, as if it had an infinite suction force, drawing everything around him towards it.
However, strangely enough, the ice cones formed by Long Qinghan’s freezing power remained unaffected. Instead, several of the “children” flying around were hindered and forced to exert extra effort to stabilize themselves.
Long Qinghan had fought against Feng Xuan Yang for many years and knew the power of his martial arts. It was no wonder the Nine Heavens Sect was known as a demonic sect, as this technique was indeed wicked and unorthodox in the martial world.
This martial art possessed an immense suction force, capable of drawing in opponents and absorbing their inner strength until they were depleted of vitality. It was called the “Mingyang Technique,” and not only could it absorb energy, but it could also cause the injured person to feel as if they were being burned, their whole body searing hot.
Long Qinghan was able to withstand Feng Xuan Yang’s attacks for many years without being defeated due to his “Cold Condensation Art,” which could solidify water into ice. When the suction force of the “Mingyang Technique” was unleashed, he relied on the moisture in the air to condense into ice to protect himself. Long Qinghan’s Cold Condensation Art did not come from the Heavenly Sword Sect but was passed down by a hidden master he met during his childhood, shortly before that master’s life came to an end. This fortuitous encounter allowed him to possess such profound internal power. As for where Feng Xuan Yang’s martial arts originated, Long Qinghan was unclear. All he knew was that from the moment they met, they were destined to be evenly matched.
However, due to the overly domineering and ruthless nature of this technique, Feng Xuan Yang rarely used it, only harnessing the immense internal strength it generated to assist himself. But at this moment, it proved extremely useful in dealing with these flying enemies.
Before long, those children could no longer resist the suction force and gradually came to a stop. It was at this moment that Long Qinghan’s eyes brightened, and several flashes of cold light darted across. The ice cones surrounding him shot towards the location of the three children.
Two cries of agony instantly rang out as two individuals fell heavily from the trees. Upon closer inspection, one had their windpipe slashed, while the other was pierced by stray ice shards.
“Ah!” The remaining child, witnessing the deaths of his brothers, angrily yelled at the sky.
“Hmph, a trapped beast fights back; if you kneel down and call me ‘grandfather,’ I’ll spare your life,” Feng Xuan Yang sneered, a smirk appearing on his lips. Logically speaking, that child’s age was enough to be his grandfather, yet he taunted him in such a way, displaying his sharp tongue.
“Both disciples and masters are useless,” Long Qinghan murmured without any fluctuations in his voice. Due to the exertion of his internal energy, a thin layer of sweat covered his forehead. Under the moonlight, his handsome face seemed to emit an extraordinary charm. Feng Xuan Yang glanced at him lightly but was captivated by his exceptional demeanor.
The remaining child in gray clothing knew that he couldn’t escape death today and stopped evading, revealing his figure. He sprinkled an unknown powder towards Feng Xuan Yang and took advantage of Feng Xuan Yang’s momentary distraction to attack Long Qinghan at his side.
Long Qinghan’s face remained calm, showing no signs of danger. He closed his eyes and made no movements as the child in gray clothing neared, about to harm him.
However, just as the child in gray clothing was about to harm Long Qinghan, Feng Xuan Yang coldly snorted and swiftly used his palm to draw the child in gray clothing towards him.
Unable to avoid it, the child in gray clothing fell into Feng Xuan Yang’s grasp. Confronting the fierce and merciless gleam in Feng Xuan Yang’s eyes, the child shivered uncontrollably. Suddenly, he felt his full strength pouring out like water, his body burning as if it would burst. Gradually, he helplessly watched as his inner strength depleted and his whole body was consumed by searing heat until his life ceased.
Feng Xuan Yang released the child in gray clothing with an expression of disgust, took out a silk handkerchief, and wiped his hands. “Truly disgusting.”
“If you find it disgusting, why not kill them with a single sword strike? Why go through the trouble of absorbing their inner strength?” Long Qinghan calmly sheathed his sword and casually wiped away the beads of sweat on his forehead.
Feng Xuan Yang raised an eyebrow and said, “It seems that Young Master Long is not surprised by my ability to absorb inner strength.”
Long Qinghan’s expression slightly faltered. He subtly avoided Feng Xuan Yang’s scorching gaze and sheathed his sword. “There’s nothing surprising about it. This place is already contaminated. Let’s find somewhere else.”
Feng Xuan Yang watched the indifferent figure walk away, and a peculiar smile curled his lips. Suddenly, he let out a muffled groan and lowered himself, moaning in pain.
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I imagined those weird dwarfs, bleh
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