Chapter 175: Chapter 174: Gu Qing’s New Channel

Li Yan’s expression was filled with rage and regret.

He was always patient with his advice, constantly worrying.

But now, he could finally let loose.

Getting these long-suppressed words out felt truly liberating.

It’s fucking great to get one last thrill before I die!

Zhao Ji was in disbelief.

He thought he was hearing things.

But seeing the contempt on Li Yan’s face, Zhao Ji understood. The man was actually cursing him.

Rage surged through Zhao Ji.

"Li Yan, you... Do you have a fucking death wish? How dare you speak to me like that?"

"Who the fuck do you think you are? If anyone’s ’Laozi’ here, it’s me! I’m over ten years older than you, I’ve been nothing but loyal, tending to your every need, and you’re just a fucking waste. I can’t believe my shitty luck, getting stuck with a useless Lord like you."

Zhao Ji was about to explode with rage:

"Fuck! I’m a noble, you understand? A noble! What reason do I need to kill a few commoners? Besides, I paid the fine, so I’m absolved of all responsibility. Zuo Yuan’s Loyalty to me is eight points. What do you have to say now?"

Li Yan roared back:

"Seven points of Loyalty to you is already damn high! Don’t you have a fucking clue how much despicable shit you’ve pulled, you fucking idiot? How many people have you killed for no reason at all? The fact my Loyalty hasn’t dropped is me doing you a favor! Is there anyone in this entire domain with higher Loyalty to you than me?"

"I’m a noble, get it? A noble! Why would I need a reason to kill a few commoners? And I paid the fine, so I’m no longer responsible. Zuo Yuan has eight points of Loyalty to me, what do you have to say about that?"

"Fuck! You used an item to forcibly raise Zuo Yuan’s Loyalty! You have the fucking nerve to bring that up? Just hurry up and die!"

"I won’t die! I’m a noble, they don’t dare kill me!"

Li Yan laughed, utterly exasperated.

"’A noble,’ my ass! With a brain like yours? The enemy clearly wants you dead! You used the Boundary Lock, so now you can’t escape, no one can get in to save you, and even communications are cut. Killing you will be as easy as slaughtering a chicken!"

Zhao Ji pointed to the Blood Race at his side. "I still have these eighty fucking Blood Race Warriors! With them, I can still win!"

The surrounding Blood Race Soldiers listened silently, not one daring to make a sound.

Zhao Ji wanted to curse him out more, but time had run out.

Zhao Chi’s and Gu Qing’s squads had closed in, surrounding them.

Sticky Silk Threads descended continuously from the sky.

They were thin and sparse.

They seemed completely harmless, with no discernible effect.

The women charged in from all sides.

Each of their faces was like frost, their eyes burning with the flames of vengeance.

"Fuck! You’re asking for it!"

Zhao Ji swallowed a Spiritual Energy Pill, and his hands began to glow.

Two large Fireballs formed in his hands.

The sky flashed.

Thunder descended.

BOOM!

"Agh, fuck!"

Zhao Ji felt his whole body go numb, and the Fireballs in his hands dissipated by half.

Just as he started to concentrate it again, he saw the woman with the perfect figure and elegant Appearance rushing toward him.

Wielding an Iron Saber, she was incredibly fast.

"Fuck, you think you’re enough?"

The Fireballs began to gather again.

Another flash in the sky.

BOOM!

Unfortunately, it was much weaker this time. Zhao Ji’s eyelid merely twitched; his Body was otherwise unaffected.

"Die!"

Two large Fireballs shot out with a roar.

Zhao Chi immediately raised his Shield, protecting Qi Yue.

Qi Yue, however, swiftly evaded.

With Lightness in her steps, she dodged one.

BOOM!

The second one slammed into the Shield.

Qi Yue was thrown back four meters. The Shield became searing hot, and a burning smell rose from the Leather Armor on her legs.

Zhao Chi [How are you, Qi Yue?]

Qi Yue [I’m fine!]

Zhao Chi [Charge! He needs Time to gather his Fireballs. That’s enough for us to reach him!]

Qi Yue [Understood.]

Smoke rose from Qi Yue’s body, but thankfully her Armor was intact. She hadn’t taken any real Damage.

She kicked off with her long legs, closing the distance in two seconds.

Just as they expected, Zhao Ji hadn’t finished gathering his Fireballs.

"Hmph, Combat Technique - Continuous Dance!"

A flash of light from Qi Yue’s saber.

Panicked, Zhao Ji raised his incomplete Fireballs, lifting his hand to fire.

A flash in the sky.

BOOM!

Zhao Ji’s entire body went rigid.

All three of Qi Yue’s strikes landed.

And after those three strikes came another three.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

Watching his Armor’s Durability plummet, Zhao Ji frantically screamed, "What the fuck are you all doing? Save me!"

Only after shouting did he realize he was surrounded by the glint of sabers and the shadows of Guns.

His Blood Race Soldiers were already in disarray.

They couldn’t win even when they had the advantage.

And now they expected to win from a disadvantage?

’In their dreams.’

"Combat Technique - Direct Stab!"

The Blood Race Soldiers tried to fight back.

Their counterattacks only earned furious shrieks from the women, who retaliated with even greater ferocity.

"Combat Technique - Thrust!"

"Combat Technique - Continuous Dance!"

"Combat Technique - Continuous Dance!"

After all, the women now outnumbered them.

These Blood Race Soldiers finally understood the feeling of being completely overwhelmed.

If they blocked a saber from the left, a Gun from the right would blast a hole through them.

If they blocked the Gun on the right, sabers would hack at them three times from both sides.

Moreover, these women were relentless.

They were fearless when at a disadvantage; now that they had the upper hand, they fought as if competing with one another.

Competing for experience, for the spoils of war.

If they were too slow, they’d miss out.

Zhao Chi had no spare Spiritual Power to boost their Morale.

But now, their Morale was soaring on its own.

Faced with this onslaught, the Blood Race Soldiers simply broke.

Their Combat Power completely vanished.

Zhao Ji looked at them, stunned.

Then he turned his head to call for Li Yan.

"Li Yan, what the fuck are you doing? Get over here and help me!"

Although they had just argued, Li Yan was his subordinate after all.

After all, the two were on the same side.

But Li Yan was currently locked in a struggle with Gu Qing and had no Time to spare for Zhao Ji.

Li Yan stared at the Silk Thread Gu Qing was spraying and asked in bewilderment:

"Silk? Spider Silk? Were you the one spraying that stuff all over the forest? What does it even do?"

Gu Qing just smiled. "You’ll find out soon enough."

Li Yan raised a hand. "Hmph. Useless trash. It’ll burn away in an instant."

A jet of Flame shot from his hand.

The Silk Thread immediately shriveled.

Gu Qing brought her hands together, and a torrent of intertwining Silk Thread sprayed out.

But the heat from Li Yan’s Flame was intense.

Although the Flame no longer had an extra Bonus against Gu Qing’s Silk Thread,

the blood-red threads spraying from the sweat glands in her hands were simply too fine; they were no match for the roaring Flame.

To counter it, she would need a much greater volume. What she could produce from her palms wasn’t enough.

Gu Qing couldn’t help but look down.

When she squatted to expel silk, the Silk Threads were entwined and relatively thick—as thick as chopsticks.

But she certainly couldn’t do it that way right now.

It wasn’t that Gu Qing herself minded; after all, Li Yan was a dead man walking.

But Gu Qing knew that Zhao Chi would definitely mind.

And Gu Qing would never do anything that Zhao Chi minded.

’So what can I do?’

The Flame crept closer and closer.

The red Silk Thread being produced from her hands began to dwindle.

Gu Qing had already used up too much of her blood in this battle.

The +500% bonus blood was gone; now she was consuming her own.

Still, she was expelling this blood from her sweat glands under her own control.

’So, if I can’t use... down there... to expel the silk.’

’Are there any other places I can use?’

At this thought, Gu Qing’s eyes lit up.

She immediately yanked up her Leather Armor.

Revealing her smooth abdomen and her vertical, ’0’-shaped navel.

’The navel was originally a passageway too.’

’And it’s very close to the bladder.’

’Let’s give it a try!’

Li Yan frowned at Gu Qing.

"Why the fuck are you showing off your navel? I’m not falling for that cheap trick!"

Just then, Li Yan heard Zhao Ji’s cry for help.

He glanced over.

He saw Qi Yue furiously hacking away at Zhao Ji while bolts of Thunder rained down from the sky.

Zhao Ji was being beaten so badly he couldn’t even fight back.

"Dammit!" Li Yan grew anxious.

He may have just been overflowing with rage, but Zhao Ji was his Lord, after all.

Li Yan knew he still had to save him.

’I have to kill this silk-spraying woman as fast as possible!’

Li Yan gathered every last bit of his remaining Spiritual Power and unleashed it.

The Flame Power in his hands intensified.

But just then, Gu Qing laughed. "Hee hee, it’s connected!"

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