On the other side, Xia He brought her face close to Zhang Chulan's and blew a breath of air onto his face.
"Little brother, tell sister everything you know, and sister will take real good care of you."
Her voice was lazy and filled with lethal temptation; every word seemed to pluck at the heartstrings.
Zhang Chulan's mind shook violently. How could a little virgin like him withstand this? He knew he couldn't remain passive any longer. He forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart and the strange sensations traveling through his body, then stomped his foot hard. The meager Qi within his body began to circulate at an unprecedented, frantic speed.
A thin but exceptionally pure layer of golden light instantly covered the surface of his body.
"Golden Light Curse!"
A flash of surprise crossed Xia He's eyes. She hadn't expected this seemingly ordinary college student to actually know the orthodox Golden Light Curse of the Celestial Master Mansion. The familiar golden light before her caused her thoughts to drift, and she couldn't help but think of 'that man.'
But immediately after, she saw the fragility of the golden light before her, and a disdainful smile appeared on her lips.
"Just this bit of trivial skill?"
She didn't even bother to take it seriously and simply gave a casual wave of her hand. A denser, more bewitching surge of pink Qi energy slammed ruthlessly into Zhang Chulan.
"Bang!"
The golden light on Zhang Chulan's body was as fragile as paper, shattered instantly by the blast of energy. The powerful impact sent him flying backward.
"Boom!"
He crashed heavily against a cold tombstone. Fortunately, after years of cultivation, his physical condition was still decent. A look of gravity flashed in Zhang Chulan's eyes. Although he had withstood the attack just now, he knew he was definitely no match for the people in front of him. However, he did not give up.
He gathered the Golden Light Curse once more. Simultaneously, his right hand hurriedly pinched a crooked seal, and he thrust it out with all his might toward the approaching Xia He.
"Take my Little White Worm!"
He roared, and with a 'crackling' sound, an extremely weak white electric arc—no thicker than a finger—shot from his palm straight at Xia He.
Watching that almost ignorable 'Little White Worm,' Xia He's lips couldn't help but twitch.
What a weak Lightning Method! She didn't even bother to dodge, simply raising her protective Qi and allowing the weak electric arc to hit her. The arc only caused a tiny ripple on the pink Qi surrounding her body before completely dissipating.
"Truly disappointing."
Xia He shook her head as if she had lost interest. She raised her hand again, and the pink Qi condensed into the shadow of a whip, lashing out mercilessly at the fallen Zhang Chulan.
"Bang!"
Zhang Chulan was sent flying again, hitting even harder this time. He felt as if his internal organs were being displaced, and his vision began to darken.
"Too weak, really too weak."
Looking at Zhang Chulan, who had almost lost the ability to resist, the last shred of hesitation in Liu Yanyan's heart vanished. If she captured him and performed this service, she could join the All-Encompassing Heaven!
Lu Liang walked forward slowly, coming to a stop before the curled-up Zhang Chulan, looking down at him from a height.
"Zhang Chulan, stop struggling. It's useless."
"Hurry up and tell us the truth about the Jiashen Incident and the cultivation method for the Eight Supreme Skills' Origin of the Qi-Lithic, honestly."
"We will grant you a path to live and give you a chance to join the All-Encompassing Heaven."
Clutching his agonizing chest, Zhang Chulan gasped for air. His eyes were filled with anger, as well as deep confusion and resentment.
His grandfather's secret? The Jiashen Incident? The Eight Supreme Skills? What exactly were these things?! Why were these people coming after him for them?! He clearly just wanted to be an ordinary college student!
At that moment, two sets of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the night. Two figures arrived at the graveyard like arrows released from a bow. It was Xu San and Xu Si, who had received news of this place remotely. After seeing the scene unfolding through the cameras, their expressions turned incredibly ugly.
"The Four Madmen of All-Encompassing Heaven?! And Lu Liang!"
Xu San recognized most of their identities at a glance, and his heart immediately sank.
"Hoh, Brother San, this is quite the lineup."
Xu Si still had a cigarette in his mouth, but his eyes had become exceptionally sharp as they swept across the graveyard. "Baobao is being held back by those three troublesome guys. This kid Zhang Chulan... I'm afraid he's going to meet his end here."
In the field, Xia He had clearly lost all patience for 'playing' with Zhang Chulan.
"Since you're being so stubborn, sister can only help loosen your muscles and help you remember clearly."
She raised her hand again. The pink Qi at her fingertips condensed into a whip that was even more solid than before. With a sharp whistling sound, it lashed out ruthlessly toward Zhang Chulan, who was nearly immobilized on the ground.
If this whip landed, given Zhang Chulan's current state, it would definitely not be pleasant. Zhang Chulan's pupils contracted sharply. He could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in that whip shadow. He forcibly tried to rouse the Qi in his body to dodge.
But it was too late. He could only watch helplessly as the whip lashed toward his 'little brother.'
'No! No!'
'I haven't even been in a relationship! I'm the only seed left in our Zhang family! Don't do this!'
Just as Zhang Chulan fell into despair—
"Swoosh!"
An extremely sharp sound of breaking air rang out. A silver-bright stream of light, like a bolt of lightning piercing the darkness, arrived first despite being launched later!
"Clang!!!"
A crisp sword hum echoed throughout the cemetery. A magnificent golden greatsword, its blade inlaid with brilliant gemstones, was pinned into the empty ground half a foot in front of Zhang Chulan at an inconceivable angle and extreme speed!
The blade sank into the soil, leaving the opulent golden hilt and a section of the blade vibrating and humming incessantly. The entire sword emitted an invisible yet boundless and majestic aura.
The moment Xia He's pink energy whip—which was meant to be a killing blow and concentrated considerable strength—touched the blade, it let out a soft "hiss." Then, it instantly collapsed and vanished into nothingness!
Time seemed to have been paused at this moment. Everyone in the cemetery stopped their movements.
Xia He remained in her whip-throwing stance, the charming smile on her face completely frozen, her eyes filled with disbelief. The playfulness and urgency on the faces of Lu Liang and Liu Yanyan also vanished instantly, replaced by uncertainty. Their gazes were fixed firmly on the sword that had suddenly appeared.
In the distance, Feng Baobao and the trio of Shen Chong, Dou Mei, and Gao Ning, who were in the middle of a fight, also instinctively stopped and cast suspicious glances in this direction.
Xu San and Xu Si, who were about to rush into the graveyard, braked hard, their faces full of vigilance.
Zhang Chulan stared blankly at the long sword planted in front of him, which had saved his life by being almost flush against the tip of his nose. The blade was incredibly magnificent, even more so than the swords he had seen in tokusatsu shows as a kid. A powerful and sacred aura radiated from the blade, actually bringing a strange sense of calm and stability to his mind, which had been chaotic from fear and pain.
'This... whose sword is this?'
'Who saved me?'