Beginning with the Ubume Bird-Chapter 199 - 36 Thunder
Chapter 199: Chapter 36 Thunder
Li Yan’s eyebrows relaxed as he saw the very much alive Madam Shi in front of the spiritual hall, and he wasn’t the least bit surprised.
Madam Shi’s gaze fell upon the Shanmukian that Li Yan was holding against his chest, her pale red lips pursed, “You are quite thoughtful.”
Li Yan squeezed through the crowd and, under everyone’s gaze, placed the Shanmukian on the table.
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Madam Guo snorted as if to say something, but closed her mouth resentfully when she saw that Li Yan didn’t even give her a glance.
“The matter in Humen has been taken care of,” Li Yan raised his head, “In my absence, you have taken on the burden. I’ll have my people handle the rest.”
Madam Shi’s narrow eyes narrowed, “These people are remnants of Wupozi from Yi Island, not easy to deal with. Let me handle it.”
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Li Yan’s smile was brimming with vitality. He didn’t speak; he just stared at Madam Shi.
“…”
The moment Madam Shi locked eyes with Li Yan, she felt a sudden warmth in her chest.
It was an indescribable feeling.
Tianbao, raised single-handedly by Madam Shi, was someone she was very proud of.
No matter how renowned “Tianbao” was, no matter whether she saw him as a godson or a lover, Madam Shi always felt that Tianbao was doing well, but he was still lacking a final touch of maturity. Perhaps in five years, maybe ten, or after some more ups and downs, Tianbao would gain that last bit of maturity.
But the man before her had a spirit in his eyes that Madam Shi had never seen before.
A condensed and flamboyant aggressiveness, like a strong liquor burning down one’s throat.
Madam Shi took a breath and, as if possessed, released the wrist of the woman in black gauze.
With a casual glance, Li Yan gathered all the information about the people in the hall.
The leaders of the Red Flag passed by his view fleetingly, but it was the individuals with black flame patterns tattooed on the back of their necks who, under a fleeting glimpse, radiated a deep red light. Especially that coquettish woman in black gauze, the intensity of the red glow on her was almost the strongest encounter Li Yan had experienced in this event.
Name: Zhi Nong.
Status: Divine Blood (naturally possesses divine power bestowed by Wupozi)
Skills: Hand of Wupozi (within thirty steps, can grasp and destroy the target’s liver and flesh out of thin air)
Straw Body (greatly weakens the damage from blades, spears, internal energy, and Defying spells, but also fears lightning and fire. At the same time, it has a lightweight, gaining a significant speed advantage.)
Threat Level: Deep Red
Remarks: Offspring of the South Sea, a woman with the blood of the Evil God Wupozi.
On the islands surrounding Zhanjiang, there flows a legend of an evil deity named Wupozi, whose true form is a black wooden carving. On the island, the villagers have a tradition of placing the statue of Wupozi by the bed on the wedding night, and the groom can only consummate the marriage the following day. Due to such customs, some on the island claim to be the children of Wupozi, born with various nefarious magics and Spell Nightmares. Of these, the closer one’s bloodline is to Wupozi, the stronger their magical powers.
Clearly, Zhi Nong and the others were among them.
The people of Wupozi have always kept to themselves, and although they appear terrifying and strange to outsiders, they generally do not provoke others. It was unknown by what means Madam Guo was able to recruit these individuals for her use.
The distance between her and me is ten steps, Li Yan counted silently, bracing himself internally.
The woman saw Madam Shi let go, twisted her snow-white waist, and reached out with one hand towards Madam Shi’s abdomen.
Madam Shi let go and, truly uncaring, turned and walked towards the Taishi Chair.
A flash of excitement briefly appeared in Zhi Nong’s eyes, and she felt a wet wriggling sensation in her hand, indicating she had grabbed hold of something.
The Hand of Wupozi was extremely venomous. Just a moment ago, Zhi Nong had already broken An Laogui’s arm. Yet, even more terrifying was the sorcery’s ability to destroy a person’s internal organs out of thin air. For instance, right now, Zhi Nong was confident she had grasped Madam Shi’s intestines.
Malice filled her eyes as she pulled her hand outward, vividly feeling something elongated being tugged out. But upon closer inspection, she realized that at some point, she had been holding a writhing black venomous snake.
“Ah!”
Zhi Nong hurriedly threw it away in fright.
Li Yan charged forward with a stomp. Between him and Zhi Nong were the seven weaker survivors, none of whom possessed the eerie sorcery like the Hand of Wupozi, but each had their own unique evil magic.
Zhi Nong felt a sharp pain in her brow. She had been keeping an eye on Li Yan’s position, and as he charged at her, her two fingers moved to pinch Li Yan’s spine. But before she could act, her own fingers were engulfed by a hand with broad knuckles, Li Yan’s nose almost crashing into Zhi Nong’s forehead, carrying the earthy scent of returning from flower plucking.
Crack!
Li Yan, without blinking, broke three of Zhi Nong’s slender fingers.
“Mmph~”
Before Zhi Nong could cry out in pain, a hot, spicy wave hit her eyes, and a fist the size of a sandbag slammed into her temple. The sound of misaligned bones was starkly clear.
The few survivors standing in Li Yan’s way only blinked, and the sound of Zhi Nong’s bones breaking could already be heard behind them.
Madam Shi, turning around, showed the same shock in her eyes.
Such skills far exceeded the concept of light body techniques. Madam Shi knew all too well the upper limits of those so-called “martial arts”. No form of Qigong or light body technique could achieve what Li Yan had done, not even the Gaoli ghost.
Let alone humans, even the tiger sharks in the sea or the falcons in the sky couldn’t match this speed.
The Gu Huo Bird almost six times faster, combined with the explosive speed of Wind Marsh. A distance of ten steps. For Li Yan, it was almost no different from moving a finger.
Li Yan’s hands wrapped around Zhi Nong’s fists, clutching them tightly. Zhi Nong’s head had already disjointed from her neck, but she wasn’t dead. Her cervical vertebrae made crunching noises, a sight that made one’s scalp tingle.
After a long while, she, possessing a Straw Body, managed to straighten her head, her face pressing against Li Yan’s, her eyes filled with both fear and malice.
“Do you wish to die or live?”
The remaining survivors, startled and enraged, saw Li Yan’s back turned towards them and knew he was distracted. They were about to move when a flash of the Owl Kiss Knife darted before their eyes.
Explosive Rice!
Culinary Skill: Straw Raincoat Blade
The sharp blade cut through, and in roughly seven or eight breaths’ time, the survivors lay on the ground.
Cha Xiaodao retracted his blades, frowning as he slapped the back of his neck, where an unknown red scorpion had been perching.
“Unlucky!”
Amid the despaired gazes of the fallen survivors turning into hopelessness, Cha Xiaodao cursed and pulled out a snow-white dough ball with two fingers, muttering as he popped it into his mouth, as if nothing had happened.
Madam Guo surveyed the surroundings. The entrance to the spiritual hall was packed with Red Flag members, with Madam Shi seated high on a Taishi Chair, her phoenix eyes occasionally glancing at him. He knew there was no possibility of escape and sighed dispiritedly.
“Hmm?”
Seeing Zhi Nong remain silent for too long, Li Yan’s eyebrows rose, and a heavy killing intent started to build.
Zhi Nong shuddered. She had indeed been petrified by Li Yan’s deadly right straight punch and now wore a look of terrified pleading. She quickly begged for mercy, “I want to live.”
