Zhang Lingfeng disappeared into the night.
Siao Shi looked at him, "You're letting him go just like that?"
"Let him go," Chu Li shook his head and smiled, "I'll spare his life."
"This doesn't match your style," Siao Shi scoffed. "Even if they didn't do anything to Sister Song or Sister Xue, they still wanted to kill you. Are you really going to let them go?"
"Yes," Chu Li nodded.
"Your heart has softened." Siao Shi smiled faintly, "It's my sister's doing, right?"
Chu Li looked at her in annoyance.
Siao Shi pursed her lips and smiled, "Your heart is so soft. You should go cultivate Buddhism."
"I'll settle the score with them sooner or later," Chu Li said lightly, "but not now."
He was still counting on their Heaven's Thunder Palm and Shadow Thunder Palm. Without their palm energy, how could his Heavenly Demonic Power advance?
Siao Shi poured herself a glass of wine, "You're just going to sit here tonight?"
Chu Li said, "I think there will be people who won't accept it."
Siao Shi took a sip of wine, "You want to beat them one by one?"
Chu Li nodded.
Siao Shi said, "How boring."
She looked up at the moon, "Such a beautiful night and you guys want to fight and kill. How disappointing."
Chu Li said, "Fighting and killing is also a form of entertainment. Why don't you go in and sleep first, Lady?"
"I can't sleep, I'll stay here," Siao Shi said.
She took another sip of wine, "There are many fruits on the Spirit Cranes Peak, how about we pick some to brew wine?"
"That's a good idea," Chu Li nodded.
There were many fruit trees on the Spirit Cranes Peak. They didn't dare to pick them before because they were afraid that the Spirit Cranes would attack them. The Spirit Cranes probably wouldn't stop them now. Who knew if there would be strange fruits.
The two of them talked for a while before another figure shot out from the shadows in the corner. Chu Li sat steadily and extended his palm to receive the attack.
The person was Li Gu. He used his ultimate Heaven's Thunder Palm without saying a word and struck more than twenty palms in one breath.
Chu Li's expression didn't change. Li Gu turned and left.
After ten minutes, another figure came out. Qi Zimo was like a wisp of smoke as he appeared in front of Chu Li. His Heaven's Thunder Palm was more advanced.
He kept his mouth shut and seized every second to not give Chu Li a chance to catch his breath.
The Heavenly Demonic Orb continued to devour the orb. As he felt his progress, Chu Li's face turned red as if he was about to pass out from drunkenness.
Qi Zimo saw the change in Chu Li's expression and was overjoyed. Chu Li's face was still red and his eyes were a little blurred, as if he was in a drunken state. Qi Zimo sighed helplessly and turned to leave. He was so close.
As soon as he disappeared, Zhao Jiang came out again and used the Heavenly Thunder Palm again.
"Rumble …" Thunder rumbled faintly, as if the night sky was rolling with muffled thunder.
He hit Chu Li forty times in one go. Chu Li's flushed face turned sallow, as if he had not recovered from a serious illness.
Zhao Jiang, however, had a bitter expression on his face. He floated backwards and hid in the shadows, disappearing without a trace.
"What's wrong with them?" Siao Shi looked at Chu Li in confusion, "Why must they fight one on one? Can't they fight together?"
Chu Li said, "They think that they'll be able to wear me down soon."
His originally sallow complexion quickly recovered, his eyes regained clarity, and he revealed a smile.
It was a huge gain!
The Heavenly Demonic Orb absorbed a huge amount of palm energy. The fourth level was pushed forward a little, closer to the fifth level. If this continued, after another twenty times, he would almost reach the fifth level.
"They must be very annoyed now. They should've just surrounded you." Siao Shi picked up the white jade cup and shook her head, "They underestimated your cunning!"
Chu Li smiled, "If they surrounded me, then I'll do the same. … I don't think they'll come again."
—
Zhao Jiang and the other three gathered in the dense forest outside the city. They were all listless and the atmosphere was depressing.
Zhao Jiang scoffed, "We've been tricked!"
"Master's Junior Zhao, what should we do?" Zhang Lingfeng gritted his teeth, his face full of anger, "We've been tricked by him. This guy is too cunning!"
They thought that they could wear him down by taking turns, but in the end, they were the ones who fell first.
Fortunately, he did not want to kill them. Otherwise, the four of them might not be able to keep their lives. Just thinking about it made them feel like they were possessed. They wanted to wear him down, but they did not think about the consequences.
The key was that he acted too well, as if he was going to fall at any time. Just one more palm and he would succeed. One palm after another, but he still managed to hold on!
"How strong is his skill!" Li Gu said in a low voice, "How can he take so many Heaven's Thunder Palms!"
They were puzzled. They knew the power of Heaven's Thunder Palms. A normal person could not even take one palm, but he took more than a hundred. Just thinking about it made them feel cold. It was as if the Heaven's Thunder Palms did not hit him at all.
They could not imagine how he could take more than a hundred Heaven's Thunder Palms.
"His martial arts can't be that strong, right?" Qi Zimo frowned, "Or else he wouldn't have to take it head-on. He could've just knocked us down!"
"Let's go." Zhao Jiang scoffed.
"Are we going back to the mountain with our tails between our legs?" Qi Zimo asked.
"Can we kill him?"
"If the four of us work together, there's still a glimmer of hope."
"Forget it." Zhao Jiang scoffed, "If we really fight again, we won't be able to keep our lives!"
"Sigh … this is too embarrassing, too suffocating!" Zhang Lingfeng sighed, "Four of us can't take care of him. What should we say when we return to the mountain?"
"This is embarrassing, and we're afraid of others talking about it?" Zhao Jiang scoffed, "We're no match for him!"
They had already used Heaven's Thunder Palms but they still could not do anything to him. The Phantom Yin Skill was also useless against him, as if it was specially made to restrain them.
"Master's Junior Mo and the others will be very angry." Zhang Lingfeng said.
Qi Zimo said, "Let's not talk about Eldest Brother. Even he lost, can't he allow others to lose too?"
"Let's go." Zhao Jiang said in a low voice, "Return to the mountain and report. Think of a way to take him down the mountain and make him a disciple of the Amethyst Mountain!"
"Ah — —?" Zhang Lingfeng's eyes widened.
Zhao Jiang said, "He can see through the Phantom Yin Skill and block the Heaven's Thunder Palms. This is the most suitable candidate to learn our Amethyst Mountain's martial arts."
"We are enemies."
"Enemies or not, it can all be resolved."
"Junior Brother Meng Jian and Master's Junior Mo died in his hands. They have to cultivate from the beginning."
"The sect will not interfere with the personal grudges of the disciples."
"… Sigh … That depends on whether he is willing or not!" Zhang Lingfeng said.
Zhao Jiang said, "As long as there is enough sincerity, he will definitely be willing. Our Amethyst Mountain is not the House of High Dukes or the Imperial Residence of King An!"
Qi Zimo touched his chin and did not say a word.
Li Gu said, "Master's Junior Zhao, are we really going to lure him into the mountain?"
Zhao Jiang looked at Qi Zimo, "Junior Qi, have you heard of it?"
Qi Zimo slowly said, "Yes, I didn't think that there would be such a talent in this world."
"What talent?" Zhang Lingfeng quickly asked.
Qi Zimo said, "If he cultivates our Amethyst Mountain's martial arts, it will really complement each other. We will be able to become a top-notch master!"
Zhao Jiang nodded, "The Holy Church of Light is growing stronger day by day. I'm afraid we can't stop their invasion of the South. We need to strengthen ourselves."
"Let's go back to the mountain!" Qi Zimo said in a low voice.
The next morning, Chu Li sat cross-legged on his bed. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Xu An.
Xu Ning and Xu An appeared outside the Cultivation Courtyard. Behind them was a yellow-robed old monk. He was tall and burly, with a lion's nose and tiger's eyes.
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