Chapter 138: Chapter 137: Nothing Special

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The crisp sounds of clashing blades rang out continuously as sparks flew between the two.

Feeling Xue Hongling’s desperate resistance, Blood Crow, who usually wore a gentle expression, now had a lewd smirk on his face:

"Junior Sister, you’d better save some Qi Power. If you run out of energy, your Senior Brother won’t have any fun playing with you."

"Junior Sister, you brought those Body Nourishing Pills I gave you, right? They’ll be perfect for replenishing your stamina once you’re tired!"

"Why glare at me like that, Junior Sister? You can only appreciate the exquisite taste once you’ve tried it. Who knows, you might even find yourself clinging to your Senior Brother every day after this!"

"Junior Sister, your blade techniques are quite impressive. Someone even two minor realms above you might not be your match."

"But me, your Senior Brother? I’m a whole major realm above you!"

"The sturdiness of a Jade Bone Realm physique... you’ll understand its wonders once you have a taste! I guarantee you won’t be able to get enough!"

Blood Crow spewed a constant stream of filth, yet his eyes held no lust—only extreme vigilance. He continuously swung his blade to parry the oppressive light of her attacks, not daring to let his guard down for even a moment.

Even though he was in the Jade Bone Realm, he had to use his full strength to block her fierce blade momentum.

If he sustained even a minor injury, he would inevitably fall behind in the exploration of the secret realm that followed, and might even be killed by his own sect members.

That was why he was trying to disrupt Xue Hongling’s focus with vulgar taunts, hoping to easily strike her down the moment her mind was in disarray.

"..."

Xue Hongling’s expression remained icy. She turned a deaf ear to his foul words, her long blade only striking out with increasing ferocity.

A faint white gleam on the edge of her blade was so sharp it seemed to slice through the air, actually forcing Blood Crow to keep his distance for the time being.

’This Blood Road trial... I’m afraid this is as far as I’ll go...’

Xue Hongling sighed inwardly.

She hadn’t expected that after entering the Blood Road trial, Blood Crow’s first priority wouldn’t be to head into the depths of the secret realm to fight for the precious herbs that could benefit his Martial Arts cultivation.

Instead, he had been watching her constantly, sticking to her like a stubborn leech she couldn’t shake off.

This had robbed her of any chance to explore the secret realm and improve her cultivation.

Even though her formidable blade techniques could keep Blood Crow at bay, she knew that under the pressure of a full major realm, she could hold out for a quarter of an hour at most before she would be defeated and suffer a fate worse than death.

’Even if I die, I won’t let you have your way!’

With this thought, a resolute look entered Xue Hongling’s eyes. She stopped conserving her Qi Power and unleashed the full force of her ’Bone-Eroding Wind Blade · Stance’.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

The wind from her blade grew fiercer, like a bone-chilling northern gale. She intended to trade her life to ensure Blood Crow was injured.

And once he was injured, Blood Crow could forget about getting far in the rest of the secret realm.

Besides, for the other disciples, what opportunity could be more tangible than a wounded personal disciple!

For a time, the two were locked in a life-or-death struggle, evenly matched.

But just then, a voice laced with curiosity suddenly drifted over from the side:

"Sturdy physique, you say? Just how sturdy is it?"

"Let me test it?"

It was Wu Chen, who had used his Body Technique to arrive silently.

Amidst the sounds of their clash, he hadn’t heard much clearly, but he had caught Blood Crow’s arrogant boast about his strength. This sparked Wu Chen’s interest in a little sparring match.

But his voice came so suddenly that Blood Crow knew from his words that this newcomer was here for him.

Xue Hongling was also shocked. ’Another one?’

The two combatants tacitly exchanged one final, fierce blow before instantly leaping apart. They turned to the source of the voice and saw a tall, slender, noble-looking young master dressed in expensive black robes.

Blood Crow watched the man stroll over. His aura wasn’t overpowering, so he chuckled and said:

"I presume you’re here for my Junior Sister as well, friend?"

"I’ve always been a generous man. If you’ll just wait a moment, friend..."

The newcomer was, of course, Wu Chen. He just shook his head, cutting Blood Crow off.

"I’m more interested in you."

"..."

Hearing this, Blood Crow fell silent. For some reason, his backside clenched.

"So, it seems you intend to take it all for yourself? A fight to the death, is it?"

Blood Crow figured the man was just mocking him, trying to play the hero saving the damsel in distress to win the favor of his quiet Junior Sister.

He sneered:

"My Junior Sister is not an easy person to get along with. I’m afraid even if I left her to you, you wouldn’t be able to get close!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Wu Chen seemed thoughtful. He nodded, glanced at Xue Hongling, and then walked towards her step by step.

’Reckless fool!’

’Walking over so unguardedly... that blade will surely take your life!’

Blood Crow sneered, watching as the distance between Wu Chen and Xue Hongling closed.

Ten paces, eight paces, five paces... then three feet, two feet...

From this distance, a drawn blade could kill in an instant!

Besides, his Junior Sister’s blade was significantly faster than that of an ordinary Martial Artist!

But Blood Crow’s expression gradually turned to one of stunned disbelief.

He watched as the newcomer unhurriedly walked to within a foot of Xue Hongling, yet she showed no intention of drawing her blade, allowing the man to stand right in front of her.

Wu Chen tilted his head, sizing up the conflicted-looking Xue Hongling. He stared at her face, then shook his head and sighed.

"You’ve lost a lot of weight."

Then he stood up straight and gestured to compare their heights.

He grinned. "Looks like I’m taller than you this time!"

Xue Hongling: "..."

Blood Crow: "..."

Seeing their intimate interaction, as if they were old acquaintances, Blood Crow’s defenses completely crumbled. He instantly saw red.

"You slut! All this time you were just pretending to be pure..."

He had a torrent of curses ready to unleash—that she would let a stranger touch her after a single meeting but not him, the bitch; that she was just trying to start a fight to escape, the schemer—but he only managed to get those first few words out before a black gleam shot straight toward him.

SWOOSH!

The black gleam was incredibly fast and sudden.

Blood Crow had seen techniques this fast from the Elders of his sect, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to dodge it.

And indeed, he couldn’t dodge it.

PUK!

"Urghh—"

The black gleam shot into Blood Crow’s cursing mouth, shredded his teeth and flesh, and protruded more than a foot out of the back of his head before slowly coming to a stop.

Blood Crow’s body staggered backward as gurgling sounds escaped his lips. He held on for three to five breaths before collapsing completely.

"Sturdy physique?"

Wu Chen walked over, pulled out his scabbard, and flicked off the blood and gore. "Pretty average, I’d say!" he said with a shake of his head.

Next, he collected the personal disciple’s head and tossed it into his storage bag.

Then, he expertly looted the corpse, only to find a few pills and nothing else.

"Pah! Broke-ass!"

Wu Chen couldn’t help but spit. He turned and walked back to Xue Hongling, who was still standing there, staring at him with a complex expression.

He stopped a pace away, turned his palm up, and extended his hand to Xue Hongling like a gentleman.

"..."

Xue Hongling stared blankly, her gaze shifting from his outstretched palm to his face, her red lips pressed tightly together.

She hadn’t seen him for months. The boy’s gentle face now held a hint of resolution, and though his eyes held a smile, it couldn’t hide the depth within them.

He must have gone through countless hardships on his journey here to the Blood Slaughter Sect at Purple Mist Mountain to take her away.

Xue Hongling knew that if she started complaining, asking him why he came or how he planned to get them out of the Blood Slaughter Sect, her aggressive words would just make her seem useless and unreasonable.

Looking at Wu Chen’s outstretched hand, Xue Hongling suppressed the myriad sorrows in her heart, forced a smile, and reached out to place her hand in his.

But before her fingers could even touch his palm, her hand was ruthlessly slapped away.

SLAP!

"???"

Amidst the crisp sound, Xue Hongling stared at her swatted wrist, her mind blank and her expression bewildered.

She had no idea what was happening.

Just as confusion set in, Wu Chen’s loud questioning voice reached her ears:

"What are you doing?!"

"You and that guy were fighting to the death. What were you fighting over?"

"Precious treasures? A Divine Weapon? Or a secret Martial Arts manual?"

"Didn’t you tell me last time that if I wanted something from you, I should just ask for it directly?"

"Hand it over, quick! Or don’t blame me for not being polite!"

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