bullyxtreme Chapter 214 Resentful Encounter: Jade Lock and Golden Shackles (3)
Chapter 214 Resentful Encounter: Jade Lock and Golden Shackles (3)
Yuan Che was thrown into the air by his master and landed face-first in a pile of rocks some distance away. He couldn't get up for a long time.
He knew, of course, that Mei Shiyu was trying to save him, to pull him out of the fray and protect him from harm, but perhaps she was using too much force!
He almost suffered internal injuries from the fall.
This shows how nervous his master was at that moment. He couldn't care about anything else and only wanted to push him away, losing all sense of propriety.
After all, the person who made him extremely nervous was Li Tingyun.
A loud bang erupted beside Mei Shiyu's ear.
I couldn't help but close my eyes for a moment.
He stood on the high cliff, his back pressed tightly against the huge rock towering over the cliff top, with nowhere to retreat.
Below the cliffs, raging waves surged.
Li Tingyun stood very close to him, his tall figure completely enveloping him. Mei Shiyu felt a little cramped, his heartbeat like a muffled drum or a thunderclap, gradually synchronizing with the aftershocks in his ears. But at this moment, he was undoubtedly grateful.
I'm so glad I was just a step ahead and pushed Yuan Che away, otherwise...
Li Tingyun pulled his fist out of the huge stone hole next to Mei Shiyu.
He spread his five fingers, shook them, and his knuckles cracked.
Mei Shiyu opened her eyes and gently exhaled.
It was only a hair's breadth off.
That punch almost landed on his apprentice.
He thought Li Tingyun was after him, which is why he used so much force to sweep away the unrelated people around him from the "battlefield." Little did he know that Li Tingyun was actually targeting Yuan Che. Fortunately, he didn't hesitate or think too much about it.
I don't even dare to think about it!
If he had hesitated for even a moment, Yuan Che would probably already be... torn to pieces!
I'm so glad that the plum rains are falling.
He was much luckier than he was to have survived a catastrophe.
Suddenly, Li Tingyun grabbed his shoulder and pulled him to her side.
Mei Shiyu was like a frightened bird; the long sword in her hand transformed into a short blade, and she thrust it out without the slightest hesitation.
A bloody gash immediately appeared on Li Tingyun's face.
A long line runs from the jawline to the corner of the eye, neither shallow nor deep.
No blood flowed from the wound, but black mist emanated from it, wispy and terrifying.
Mei Shiyu was very surprised. He didn't think that this move could really hurt Li Tingyun. Besides, his hand was shaking.
Whether it was intentional or unintentional, it's hard to say. In any case, if he really wanted Li Tingyun dead, he should have plunged the blade into his heart or slit his throat, instead of doing this...
The blade was so narrowly off that it only left the opponent with a minor scar.
He is contradicting himself.
It's really a bit ridiculous.
Li Tingyun's eyes were bloodshot, and he was in a terrible state. He was already a wild beast with its fur standing on end, and after being scratched so hard, a fierce rage suddenly erupted in his eyes, but it was quickly suppressed by something deeper.
His grip on Mei Shiyu's shoulder was not a threatening signal.
It was a subconscious action.
Behind Mei Shiyu, the stone that he had punched with a large hole was now cracking rapidly with spiderweb-like fissures, almost falling apart. Li Tingyun "subconsciously" pulled Mei Shiyu behind him, creating a safe distance.
Mei Shiyu was a little confused.
He seemed to be protecting me, but why?
Why is it that when we're in danger, he thinks of protecting me, yet he's also the one who brings me the greatest danger?
Doesn't he feel contradictory?
Doesn't he find it... ridiculous?
Mei Shiyu was merely puzzled, not seeking a deeper understanding. With a flick of his sleeve, the green frost returned to its original state.
He gripped the sword hilt firmly, and right under Li Tingyun's nose, turned and launched a surprise attack on Xue Rendong.
Mei Xianzun still hadn't forgotten his little disciple and kept an eye on Yuan Che's movements. Xue Rendong, this "piranha" who wasn't quite clear-headed, had captured Yuan Che's junior sister and threatened to cook and eat her!
"Moon, reach out!" Yuan Che cleaved open Xue Rendong's water formation with a sword, attempting to pull out the girl in red from the center of the formation.
However, trying to cut water with a knife only makes it flow more. Xue Rendong's "fish and water formation" was not solved in this way at all, and no matter how hard he tried to cut through the waves, it was to no avail.
Mei Shiyu had long realized this, so he chose to "capture the king first" and directly attacked Xue Rendong.
Li Tingyun certainly wouldn't just stand by and watch.
Just as Mei Shiyu's sleeves fluttered, Li Tingyun struck first, but unfortunately, he couldn't stop her.
His unique "Star-Picking Step" technique has been seen through by Mei Shiyu, and isn't the method to break it the very one he himself revealed?!
Xue Rendong had planned to devour that brat who had forced his way into the water formation, and he had even decided whether to steam or braise him. But then he saw Mei Shiyu turn around and attack him. Naturally, he used the water screen as a shield, and the turbulent current surged out from the shield.
His memory was damaged, so he naturally didn't remember that Mei Shiyu had an ice spiritual root. Ice and water are of the same origin and have some similarities in their cultivation methods. Therefore, Mei Shiyu could use his water and take advantage of his momentum to freeze him inside!
This "seal" is temporary. Extreme cold ice can seal off flowing water, but rushing water can also destroy solid ice. Plum rain cannot completely suppress him; it only seeks speed.
While the "piranhas" were temporarily contained, the water formation was still exerting its power. The violent currents, like flying dragons dancing wildly, swept Yuan Che, who was struggling on the outside, out of the game. Hua Yingyue, who was trapped deep in the formation, was suddenly hit and torn by the turbulent currents and almost drowned.
Without a second thought, Mei Shiyu threw the Green Frost Sword out!
The sword's edge pierced through the array's core, instantly freezing the water layer by layer from the outside in, and the turbulent flow of water quickly came to a stop.
The formation appears to be about to come to an end.
Several torrents, still surging forward, solidified into icicles, like a tangled, ever-growing ice sculpture vine, chillingly cold and crystal clear.
Seeing that his junior sister was also trapped in the ice, Yuan Che anxiously looked towards his master.
Mei Shiyu's expression was not good. It was as if he belatedly realized something. Xue Rendong's water formation was very unusual. The formation's closing did not mean the end of the situation. On the contrary, it meant that the forbidden move of "destroying the formation and killing people" had been triggered!
After all, he is one of the city lords of the Four Symbols City, and he is proficient in the Dao of Northern Dark Water. If he could be easily overturned with every move, he would be unworthy of being the Venerable Xuanwu. Yu is just stupid, not weak.
However, it cannot be said that Mei Shiyu underestimated the enemy.
The only way to stop the water flow is to freeze it.
In a moment of desperation, he did the most normal, reasonable, and appropriate thing to do.
But this action... Mei Shiyu and Yuan Che's eyes met, and their expressions turned even more unpleasant, as if they had done something terribly wrong and didn't know how to make amends.
But at this critical juncture, if he does nothing, it will be even more futile; he can only continue to do things, and continue to make mistakes.
Mei Shiyu was about to make a move when her spiritual power was suppressed by a powerful demonic aura. This demonic aura raged and spread, weaving a dense net around the ice pillar that imprisoned Hua Yingyue, or rather, the former water array.
The ice pillar could not withstand such powerful chaotic energy, and under the force of the gale, it collapsed with a roar, shredding the people inside as well!
Instead of shattering into ice shards, it turned into cold mist.
Blood-red cold mist.
A tall, imposing figure stood amidst the blood mist, his outline indistinct, yet Mei Shiyu seemed to be able to see every trace of blood on his body, mottled and crisscrossing, a shocking sight.
The most tragic way to die in the world is to be completely destroyed, leaving no trace of one's body.
Yuan Che watched helplessly as his junior sister, who had been teasing him with a pout just days before and calling him "senior brother" not long ago, was instantly "refined" into a thick cloud of mist by Li Tingyun, spreading in all directions.
His mind went completely blank.
Immediately afterwards, I felt a little dizzy and disoriented.
My vision blurred, as if someone had smashed a brick into the top of my head. For a moment, I couldn't feel any pain or itching, nor did I have any emotions; I just felt uncomfortable.
I just feel nauseous, so nauseous I feel like throwing up!
He could no longer see anything, and his limbs felt weak and heavy. He didn't know whether he was standing, sitting, lying down, or prone. He only felt a warm sensation on his face. He wiped it with his sleeves again and again, until both sleeves were soaked, but he still couldn't get it clean.
There's a saying that "a man doesn't easily shed tears," but his tears seemed to be worthless, like beads from a broken string, spilling out one by one and rolling uncontrollably down his face.
Mei Shiyu's gaze shifted from Li Tingyun, her heart filled with mixed emotions. Then she looked at Yan Yuanche and was momentarily stunned.
He saw that his young apprentice, who had been with him day and night for over a hundred years, who had always been polite and methodical, had now become a child who could barely speak normally, who only knew how to scream and roar like a wild beast and cry out in a hoarse voice...
Unable to bear it, she turned her face away, a dull ache rising in her heart.
He had never seen Yuan Che lose his composure like this before.
Or to put it another way, he had never witnessed such an intense emotion before.
It was tinged with deep sorrow, excruciating pain, and an empty sense of bewilderment.
And an incredulous fear.
Such intense emotions are easy to stir people's hearts, and even Xue Rendong was somewhat stunned.
It made gurgling sounds in its throat, and with nothing better to do, it kept patting the ice crystals off its body.
He blew bubbles and muttered under his breath, "Why are you crying..."
It made him lose his appetite for eating people.
Some people say that sharks are bloodthirsty monsters, and there's no denying that. After all, in their eyes, humans love to eat fish so much that they are also "bloodthirsty monsters," so they're all the same.
But there are rumors that mermaids are cold-hearted and heartless, and that they are ruthless and heartless. This is just nonsense. Fish are not very bright, so their thoughts are very simple. There are not many things that can move them. One of them is the purest and most sincere emotion in the world.
This kind of feeling doesn't necessarily have to be romantic love between men and women; it can be familial love, friendship, or any other kind of feeling. There are many kinds of feelings in the world, but very few people's feelings can be described as "pure".
Is it true that parents love their children? How many parents only love the children who please them?
Were they childhood sweethearts, deeply in love? Yet, old feelings can change so easily, and people say that old feelings are fickle.
Are they like-minded, like kindred spirits? But mountains and rivers separate us, and the journey is long; parting ways is the most common occurrence.
It seems that as long as one is a person, one is complex and changeable; true feelings are easy to obtain, but cannot withstand the test.
Yuan Che's extreme pain touched a sensitive nerve in Xue Rendong's mind.
He remembered something, reached down and touched his waist and hips, where he felt a few fish scales with inscriptions. Without a word, he quietly slipped away.
Li Tingyun remained completely unresponsive throughout.
His expression was indifferent, and his gaze never fell on anyone, especially Yuan Che.
They seemed detached and indifferent, completely unable to empathize with the sadness of others.
He strolled leisurely toward Mei Shiyu.
He casually ripped off his blood-stained outer robe, tossed it behind him, and it instantly burned to ashes.
He was dressed in a tight-fitting black outfit underneath, which accentuated his figure, making him look like a knife, a knife with a cold gleam, ready to draw blood and kill.
Li Tingyun did not get too close to Mei Shiyu.
The smell of blood on his body wouldn't dissipate in a short time.
He chose a spot not too close and not too far from him, stood with his hands behind his back, and said lightly, "Now that I've checked, it's not a furnace."
"This blood is nothing special. Is an ordinary woman really worth all this scrambling to protect?"