Chapter 64: It Was Actually Her

  The leader of the black-clad men let out a low sigh, his eyes gazing at Gao Xing with complexity. His slender left hand drew a beautiful arc, colliding hard with Gao Xing's sharp claws. This time, however, the black-clad leader didn't get blown away; instead, Gao Xing's right arm was raised high due to the relativity of force, and his body swayed twice, showing signs of delay.

  The black-clothed leader let out a low shout, seized the opportunity, and slid one step forward with his foot. He then stuck to Gaoxing's chest, his right hand flashing towards Gaoxing's left neck like lightning.

  Watching the enemy constantly jumping and dodging, not daring to collide with himself, Gaoxing was originally very depressed. Seeing that his opponent faced him with a grasp as swift as thunder, he didn't dodge at all, and his heart was delighted to add another point of strength. However, things went against his wishes, and the scene where the enemy's body flew away in his fantasy did not appear. On the contrary, his own body was shaken for two shakes. Moreover, a extremely cold force came from the opponent's palm, directly piercing into Gaoxing's Dantian, making his confused mind have a thread of clarity.

  Delighted was still in a state of astonishment, when he suddenly felt a sharp gust of wind on his neck. He quickly turned his head, wanting to dodge, but it was too late. The black-clothed leader's right hand had already been pressed against Delighted's neck side, without any broken bones or torn tendons, the scene of blood flowing everywhere appeared, after a faint "hiss" sound, the furious and frantic Delighted suddenly stopped moving. Upon closer inspection, it could be seen that on Delighted's neck, there was a thin silver needle as fine as cow hair, which was now lightly trembling.

  His body couldn't move, and the constantly increasing power inside him had no way to vent. In an instant, several more of his burst capillaries appeared on his body, and scalding red blood spurted out, sliding down his skin under the influence of the earth's gravity. At this moment, Gaoxing's appearance was as terrifying as it could be, let alone making children cry, even if a grown woman saw him, she would probably scream in terror.

  The black-clothed leader's right hand, which had been withdrawn, swiftly wrapped around Xing's waist. The next moment, Xing's body of over 100 pounds was lifted off the ground and tucked under the black-clothed leader's arm, as if weightless, and rushed into Fenhe's house.

  The black-clothed leader will happily put on the ground, letting him sit on the ground, and with a turn of the black-clothed leader's footstep, he came to Gaoxing's back.

  With the light in the house, the black-clothed leader could clearly see Xiao's excited expression.

  His originally flowing long hair was now disheveled, unclear whether it was mixed with sweat or blood, sticking together and clinging to his body and face. His originally handsome face that made women jealous was now completely distorted, his round eyes wide open, filled with nothing but a crazed red glow and an endless intent to kill, where was the calm and profound depth of before?

  His originally pale skin was now a strange, eerie red, a sign of blood congestion. His entire body's muscles were trembling violently, indicating that he had an extremely violent and unmatched power hidden within him.

  "Are you just the simple son of Langling Wang? How can you have such profound inner strength? Could it be that you are from a certain sect?" The black-clothed leader looked at Gaoxing with puzzlement, muttering to himself.

  In the materials he collected, a year ago, Gao Xing was just an ordinary noble son, but without the arrogance and domineering air of many wealthy young masters. He had always been low-key, quiet, and introverted, staying at home, which should have been influenced by his father, Gao Changgong.

  Gao Changgong, as a famous general of Northern Qi, was indeed skilled in archery and horsemanship, but his reputation came more from his bravery, strategic thinking, and military governance. In terms of actual martial prowess, Gao Changgong could not be compared to the likes of Xiao Mohe and other vanguard generals. From this, it can be inferred that Gao's power did not come from his father.

  If so, the always weak excitement, why is it that in less than a year, he has such terrible strength, even the ten bronze medal members of the teaching department can't bring him down. Although there are factors such as excitement going crazy and potential bursting out, Gaoxing's own strength cannot be underestimated.

  Moreover, at such a close distance, he could even more clearly feel the thick inner power within Gao Xing's body, which was far beyond his own. It had to be known that he himself was originally a cultivation genius and having today's strength was the result of twenty-seven years of continuous effort. But Gao Xing was only thirteen years old now and yet had such strength, even if he had been cultivating since birth, his innate talent would still be shocking.

  What shocked and horrified him the most was the murderous aura and bloodthirst that radiated from Gao Xing's body. The thick, almost palpable killing intent emanating from Gao Xing's body was something that could only be possessed by someone who had ended countless lives. Even the top-ranked hundred-man slayer of the sect couldn't compare to the Gao Xing before him; it was like a small sorcerer meeting a great one!

  The air around him was chilling, standing beside him, the black-clothed leader felt as if he were in a deep and dark icy pit, like the nine hells of torture, evoking a sense of fear and despair from the depths of his heart. Even with his own profound abilities, the black-clothed leader couldn't help but feel a tremble in his heart when facing Gao Xing, who seemed to have emerged from hell itself, and he had an overwhelming urge to turn and run.

  But the black-clothed leader didn't, his eyes gazed at the blood-soaked body of Xi with a complex expression. Whether it was for the organization's future development or the secrets on this man's body, or the faint pain and inexplicable strangeness in his heart, he had to stand behind Xi and help him get through the difficulties.

  The black-clad leader removed the black cloth covering her face, and under the dim light, a stunningly beautiful female face appeared, but it was Zhang Mama, the madam of the Drunken Moon Pavilion.

  After taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, her complex eyes returned to calmness, losing the usual charming smile that greeted guests, yet still very beautiful and moving.

  Zhang Mama's left thumb and index finger lightly pinched the silver needle on Gaoxing's neck, her eyes suddenly fixed, she let out a soft shout, her left hand used force, and the silver needle that had been holding Gaoxing in place was pulled out by her. Without the restraint, Gaoxing excitedly let out a loud roar, just about to jump up, when Zhang Mama's right palm covered Gaoxing's crown at the same time the silver needle was pulled out of his body.

  With a low growl of excitement and anger, the originally swaying body suddenly became still, being pressed to the ground by Zhang Mama's slender white jade-like hand. Zhang Mama's palm lost its tender flesh color, like a piece of cold jade, crystal clear and transparent, and even more miraculously, it emitted a chill.

  Under the heavenly spirit, it is the central nervous system of the human body. The cold intent stimulated, and the originally confused brain suddenly cleared up a lot. High excitement was wondering about its own changes, but a clear, crisp, and somewhat familiar voice came from the ear: "Expel distractions, hold on to the origin and guard the one."

  Delighted had previously understood that he was having a demonic outburst, but unfortunately his killing intent was too heavy, the demon in his heart was extremely powerful, and his own state of mind had lost its usual calmness, making it impossible for him to contend with the demon. At this moment, he regained consciousness for an instant, delighted to know that someone was assisting him. Although curious about who was behind him, delighted knew even more that time was pressing, the preciousness of life, and so he exerted himself to gather his spirit and together with the icy true energy that had entered his body, restrained the wildly roaming Longevity True Energy.

  Zhang's mother didn't dare to pause, her feet moved nimbly and quickly, like a butterfly fluttering through flowers. Her palms left behind a trail of afterimages as she slapped or hit Gaoxing's body, instantly slapping out eighteen palm strikes that injected eighteen strands of icy true energy into his body.

  The cultivator's descent into madness is precisely because, under the chaos of their heart and spirit, they lose control over the suddenly surging Qi. The turbulent True Qi thus runs amok everywhere, failing to circulate along the cultivation path, which will inflict immense harm on the body; in severe cases, it can even lead to explosion of the body and death.

  Gao Xing's internal chaotic true energy suddenly encountered Zhang Mama's icy cold true energy, and his aura instantly shrunk a lot. Zhang Mama took advantage of this opportunity to quickly place her palms on Gao Xing's back, inputting the thick true energy from her body into Gao Xing's body in a continuous stream, slowly compressing and driving out the scattered true energy within Gao Xing's dantian.

  Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

  Zhang Mama's true energy and Gaoxing's true energy were not from the same source, so they naturally encountered a strong backlash from Gaoxing's internal Longsheng True Energy. The resistance at that moment was like a violent storm, shaking violently like thunder and lightning, and several places in Gaoxing's meridians had already been damaged, and now there were even more fractures.

  "Ah", excitement surged inside, he involuntarily spat out a mouthful of dark red blood, and his eyes which had just cleared up were about to become cloudy again.

  As the leader of the offense, Zhang Mama was also in a difficult situation. She exhausted all her strength to input her own true energy and barely managed to withstand the counterattack of the excited Longsheng True Energy, but her body was also surging with blood and energy, and her throat felt slightly sweet.