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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 2: [Jiuli Insect Valley]
Chapter 31 (58): [The City Filled with Murderers]
(31st of Volume 2)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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Li Weiyi's residence was only a few miles from the Sui River, separated by three bustling streets and a low-roofed, blue-tiled fishing village.
Once he reached the riverbank, he could leap into the water and escape.
With his inexhaustible spiritual power, he could hold his breath underwater for an entire day and night without suffocating.
Other Martial-Mystic Cultivators couldn't match his stamina.
...
The Ghost Banner draped over Li Weiyi like a black cloak. He moved like a streak of ink, traversing three bustling streets in mere breaths.
In the distance, the masts and sails of countless ships docked along the Sui River were visible, and faint laughter and banter of fishermen returning from work could be heard.
Suddenly, a sense of unknown danger washed over him, causing every hair on Li Weiyi's body to stand on end.
Without a moment's thought, he tensed his legs and instantly unleashed the Clear Void Cicada-Chasing Step Technique, altering his trajectory.
"Bang!"
A thumb-thick, four-feathered long arrow plunged from above.
Its arrowhead sank deep into the stone pavement.
The arrow shaft, still a man's height above the ground, quivered violently.
Its speed had far exceeded the speed of sound. Only a moment later, the piercing whistle of the arrow's fletching finally reached Li Weiyi's ears as he continued his escape.
Such a powerful arrow could easily have crippled him, even with his Corpse Garment Soft Armor and the protection of the Ghost Banner.
Three hundred meters above the ground, a three-meter-tall female Aberrant Humanoid with black feathered wings floated in mid-air.
She held a giant bow of the same length, and nine arrows remained in the quiver on her back.
A flicker of surprise flashed in her deep blue eyes.
'How could that kid on the ground sense my arrow before he even saw it?'
'Not only is he a Martial-Mystic cultivator, but he's also a Spiritual Mind Master?'
As Li Weiyi nocked the second arrow, the silver bowstring, as thin as a strand of hair, shimmered as the giant bow was drawn back.
This bow was a spiritual artifact.
She was determined to obtain the Five Seas Pill from the Five Burials Temple.
"Whoosh!"
The long, drawn-out whistle of the arrow echoed once more.
Li Weiyi narrowly dodged the second arrow, but her right ear was grazed, drawing blood.
It was Murong Xiao, ranked twenty-first among Li Province's Hundred Strong Warriors.
Using her advantage in flight and a low-grade spiritual artifact giant bow, she had killed over ten Seventh-Rank Martial-Mystic Cultivators.
She had even ambushed a Five Seas Realm cultivator, though she failed to kill him, escaping unscathed.
In recent days, during breaks from taking Zhao Zhizhuo to reform the Spring, Li Weiyi had visited the Seven Springs Hall to learn more about Li Province's Hundred Strong Warriors.
The need to dodge the two arrows had slowed Li Weiyi, allowing a masked expert who had been pursuing her across the rooftops on her right to catch up.
This masked expert was also an Aberrant Humanoid, with elongated limbs and remarkable speed.
"Whoosh!"
He kicked off the eaves, causing them to collapse instantly, sending shattered tiles scattering across the ground.
In the next instant, he was directly above Li Weiyi, his phoenix-shaped battle ax slicing through the air with a terrifying hiss.
It seemed Li Weiyi's head was about to be severed.
Li Weiyi's shoulders twitched, his form blurring as he appeared a step away, narrowly avoiding the ax's blow while simultaneously slashing back with his sword.
"Pfft!"
Even though the masked Seven Springs Martial-Mystic Cultivator had used the phoenix-shaped battle-ax in his other hand to block the blow, he was still sent flying. His body crashed through the wall of a fisherman's house on the right side of the street, blood gushing from his abdomen.
He had once been the most agile Surging Spring cultivator in the world, but he had been defeated by Li Weiyi, whose movement technique was even more mysterious.
"Is it Xie Jin or Li Weiyi? You'd better clarify before you leave today."
Shi Chuan Yu, the Banner Leader of the Changlin Gang, caught up, his voice sharp and effeminate. Silver light flickered in his hand as he unleashed a dense barrage of flying needles.
As someone who had been able to accompany the Gang Leader and Vice Gang Leader to meet Yang Qingxi, Shi Chuan Yu was not an ordinary individual. He was an Eight Springs Opening Martial-Mystic cultivator who had received a Five Seas Pill from the Yang Clan, but his attempt to break through to the next realm failed.
Of course, Eight Springs Opening prodigies and Hundred Strong Warrior - Surging Spring cultivators with immense combat power or potential - generally had the opportunity to obtain a second Five Seas Pill.
As for Pure Immortal Physiques, it wouldn't be unusual for them to receive a third or even a fourth Five Seas Pill.
However, each cultivator could only consume one Five Seas Pill per year. If the breakthrough attempt failed, they had to spend a year cultivating their lungs before trying again.
Shi Chuan Yu made a misjudgment that resulted in heavy losses for the Changlin Gang, so he naturally had to come personally to atone for his mistake.
Moreover, there was a reward of a Five Seas Pill for killing Li Weiyi.
He was utterly confident that after consuming the Five Seas Pill this time, he would break through to the Five Seas Realm.
With his Eighth Spring breakthrough to the Five Seas Realm talent and strength, the Changlin Gang would have to change its name to the Shi Gang.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
As Li Weiyi retreated rapidly, he swung his longsword, creating a waterfall of sword shadows that deflected every Flying Needle.
In this brief respite, three more figures closed in.
Among them, Hundred Strong Warrior Yao ZhengSheng was the most imposing. His four-meter-tall giant ape body carried a newly forged Thousand Catty iron rod on his shoulder, each step shaking the ground.
The other two Seven Springs Martial-Mystic Cultivators wore masks. One wielded a sword, the other a spear. They circled around the rooftops to intercept Li Weiyi, blocking his escape toward the Sui River.
Unlike the Hundred Strong Warrior, they were more cautious, fearing retribution from the Cangli Tribe in the future and refusing to reveal their true identities.
In an instant, Li Weiyi found himself trapped in a deadly net. The sky and every direction on the ground were guarded by top-tier experts.
To make matters worse, a steady stream of Spring Surge Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators, drawn by the Five Seas Pill and spiritual artifacts, were rushing toward the scene. Some lurked in the shadows, waiting for Li Weiyi to be injured and weakened before striking to claim the spoils.
"We can't wait any longer, or we'll never escape today!"
"Kill!"
Li Weiyi roared, crushing the second blood bag tied to his Scripture Belt. Then, he charged toward the two masked Seven Springs Martial-Mystic Cultivators blocking his path, his fighting spirit surging to its peak.
The sword-wielding Seven Springs Martial-Mystic Cultivator's spiritual power overflowed, swirling around him like mist. He crouched low and swung his sword horizontally, aiming to sever Li Weiyi's legs.
The spear-wielding Seven Springs Martial-Mystic Cultivator transformed into a fully drawn bow, then channeled the power of his entire skeletal and muscular system into a single thrust. Dozens of spear shadows materialized simultaneously, forming an impenetrable wall of spears.
"Whoosh!"
Murong Xiao, flying in mid-air, anticipated Li Weiyi's movements and shot an arrow.
A three-pronged attacks!
Despite never having met before, the three warriors coordinated their attack flawlessly in an instant, a testament to their extensive combat experience.
Li Weiyi had always been most wary of Murong Xiao in the air. The moment she charged forward, he defied the laws of physics by abruptly changing direction, slashing his sword toward the crouching sword-wielding Seven Springs Martial-Mystic Cultivator.
With the Scripture Belt's blessing and the Clear Void Cicada-Chasing Step's profound mystery, Li Weiyi could move with ghostlike agility, advancing and retreating freely, shifting left and right unpredictably.
"Boom!"
A man-high arrow, descending from the sky, slammed into the ground three feet to Li Weiyi's right.
The Seven Springs Martial-Mystic Cultivator, still kneeling, stared in shock at the young figure leaping above him, sword raised, about to strike.
He had no time to react.
"Pfft!"
A streak of yellow light slashed across his face, from his brow to his jaw.
One sword strike, and he was split in two!
Before his halves could separate, Li Weiyi had already fled dozens of feet behind him, sprinting toward the Sui River at top speed.
Twilight deepened, and the lingering sunset grew colder.
Li Weiyi silently thanked the heavens.
Once night fell, even these formidable pursuers would be hampered by the darkness. His chances of escape would skyrocket.
Shi Chuan Yu's effeminate voice drifted from behind: "Li Weiyi, do you really think those people in the courtyard will make it into the city alive? Offending the Changlin Gang always comes at a terrible price. Those two women would be perfect for the Baoyue Pavilion. I hear one of them has a Pure Immortal Physique."
Li Weiyi's heart plummeted to the depths of cold despair.
But he quickly regained his composure, realizing Shi Chuan Yu was deliberately trying to provoke him, using a tactic to distract him and disrupt his focus.
After all, according to Zhao Zhizhuo, Cang Li hadn't left Jiu Li City yet. With his twenty personal guards escorting them, how could the Changlin Gang possibly dare to attack Zhao Meng and Cai Yutong without a guaranteed advantage?
And even if those nameless, insignificant assassins dared to strike, Zhao Zhizhuo would undoubtedly be able to fend them off.
Zhao Zhizhuo's combat prowess rivaled even the top ten warriors on the Hundred Strong Warriors list, perhaps even surpassing them.
Shi Chuan Yu continued, "Do you think I'm just bluffing? With such a commotion, haven't you noticed the City Defense Camp still hasn't arrived? Is this the kind of power the Changlin Gang possesses?"
Li Weiyi turned his head and glared at Shi Chuan Yu, baring his teeth in a tight, white grimace.
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Yang Qingxi sat in the main hall of a Mengchong warship anchored in the center of the Sui River. Before her on the table lay a pale cyan embroidered tablecloth, adorned with images of a hundred birds and cloud patterns.
Exquisite silver wine sets, exotic fruits, and a spiritual artifact bone lamp were arranged on the table.
Strands of spiritual Qi emanated from her slender, snow-white fingertips, activating the bone lamp.
The hazy light from the lamp blurred the surroundings, making her figure indistinct and silencing all sounds within its glow.
Everything became ethereal.
The lamp's light illuminated her Pure Immortal Physique, making her skin appear even more delicate and snow-white. Any man who saw her would likely be irresistibly drawn to touch her, to grasp and knead her flesh, to feel its softness and elasticity.
Yang Qingxi gazed at the shore a hundred paces away.
As night fell, both the residential district on land and the rows of fishing boats on the river were illuminated by bright yellow lanterns.
In a narrow alleyway, beams of spiritual power clashed violently, and yellow sword light flashed.
The walls of the houses crumbled repeatedly, and blood splattered into the night sky.
The battle was undeniably fierce.
"To have made it all the way to the Sui River is truly impressive," Yang Qingxi said, her veiled face revealing eyes like clear springs, utterly unreadable.
Xue Zheng stood guard at the main hall entrance, his body like molten silver, his skin radiating a metallic sheen.
In a voice like metal scraping against metal, he said, "Young Mistress, I will end this now!"
"End what? Isn't it more interesting to watch? This game of cats chasing mice is quite amusing," she replied.
Earlier, when Yang Yun had orchestrated the assassination attempt on Shenlong Street, Yang Qingxi had sharply rebuked him. She felt her younger brother was taking an ordinary Seven Springs Martial-Mystic Cultivator far too seriously and shouldn't have appeared at the scene himself, leaving himself vulnerable.
However, the intense reactions of Li Songlin and Cang Li afterward had made Yang Qingxi sense something amiss.
Further investigation revealed numerous anomalies.
That morning, she instructed Yang Yun to proceed without restraint. She wanted to see why Li Songlin, Cang Li, and Li Ling valued Li Weiyi and the people in that mansion so highly, hoping to uncover their secret.
Especially the secret of the Pure Immortal Physique's transformation.
"Rustle!"
A gentle breeze swept across the vast river.
A handsome figure in a silver robe and white tunic silently descended from the night sky, landing on the deck of the two-hundred-meter-long Mengchong warship's bow.
No one knew where he had come from.
Indeed, no one even noticed when he had landed.
It wasn't until he spoke that anyone realized he was there: "Miss Yang, your boldness in stopping the ship here is truly remarkable. Aren't you afraid that some old fogies in the city might discover our conspiracy?"
The handsome and noble figure, holding a two-foot-long Bone Flute, spoke in a voice filled with an intoxicating male magnetism.
If Li Weiyi were present, he would instantly recognize him. It was the same Honored Guest who had ambushed the Cangli Tribe's coffin-bearing procession in Burial Immortal Town alongside Shi Jiuzhai.
The attire, the Bone Flute, the voice...
The only difference was that this mysterious Honored Guest was not wearing the Buddha-head mask this time.
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END OF CHAPTER
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