bookbashuk Chapter 166 I Have a Date with Li Xiaoyao
Chapter 166 I Have a Date with Li Xiaoyao
Chapter 166 I Have a Date with Li Xiaoyao
My name is Jing Tian. Fifteen minutes ago, on a treasure hunt, I bragged a bit to the big boss I'd just met. Little did I know that just fifteen minutes later, the big boss, the young lady of Tang Family Fortress, and I would be facing the biggest crisis of our lives—
We were surrounded by poisoners. At this moment, the boss and the young lady were both looking at me, and all I had in my hand was a wooden stick.
I know this must be a test from heaven for me, because that's how it's written in storybooks. Before becoming a hero, a hero always has to go through some hardships. I believe that as long as I get through tonight, it won't be long before I can make a fortune in business, redeem Yong'an Pawnshop, take Mao Mao to Chang'an, and reach the pinnacle of life.
Unleash your potential, Jing Tian!
The above describes Jing Tian's current psychological state.
So he attacked, and then he typed GG.
"Help!!!"
Xuejian, who had been carried by Russell to leap onto a tree branch, leaned against the trunk and stared in disbelief at Jingtian, who had roared and charged into the horde of poisoned people before being tackled to the ground and screaming for help.
Is this guy always this brave? Why are you rushing in so fast when you know nothing?! Are you just going to quickly defect to the enemy and then attack your teammates?
She had actually thought he was a hidden master who could lead them to fight their way out.
"Don't you know martial arts? Hurry up and save him!" Jing Tian had already sacrificed himself, so Xue Jian could only place her hopes on Russell.
Russell glanced at Xuejian: "I'm not even familiar with him. Besides, why didn't you go and save him?"
"I—" Xuejian was speechless for a moment. She glanced at Jingtian, who was still struggling in the pile of poisonous people, and couldn't help but grit her teeth: "I knew that meeting you would never be a good thing."
As she spoke, she leaped from the tree with the power of her calves, but someone was faster than her. She had barely jumped up when someone grabbed her by the back of her collar and pulled her back down.
"What are you doing? Jingtian is dying!" Xuejian glared angrily.
"Shh—I smell the scent of a power spike." Russell raised his index finger to his lips, his face full of mystery.
"What?" Xuejian looked in the direction of his gaze, puzzled.
In the midst of the poisonous crowd, Jing Tian's screams had disappeared at some point, replaced by the sound of a heart pounding like a drum.
Under Xuejian's bewildered gaze, a golden light burst forth from the pile of poisonous people, blasting away all the poisonous people who had pounced on Jingtian.
Jing Tian himself, without any assistance, went straight from lying down to standing up.
His eyes shone like stars, like a divine sword with its sharp edge fully revealed.
Sure enough—Russell narrowed his eyes.
How could a reincarnated deity leave no trace?
He had used his divine sense to explore Jing Tian's sea of consciousness, and the spiritual light belonging to Fei Peng within it was almost impossible to hide.
In other words, Feipeng is the core component, while Jingtian is merely an external manifestation.
The so-called reincarnation is nothing but a joke. If the Heavenly Emperor so desires, the former number one divine general of the divine realm can ascend and return at any time.
This is why those divine soldiers and generals were willing to acknowledge Jing Tian, and it is also why the nascent Evil Sword Immortal feared Jing Tian.
"What is he doing—" Xuejian opened her mouth, her mind blank, completely unaware of what had happened.
In the arena, Jing Tian, with his bright eyes, seemed to have noticed something as well. He looked up at Russell, then looked away and subconsciously made a sword gesture towards the poisonous man rushing towards him.
Uh, nothing happened.
Jing Tian was stunned for a moment, narrowly avoiding the attack. He realized that he had no magic power at the moment and could only use martial arts to fight.
Russell smirked. It would be a miracle if he possessed magical power. He had merely awakened a sliver of Fei Peng's spiritual essence hidden deep within Jing Tian's consciousness and draped him in a layer of divine power to prevent him from being bitten. As for magical power, with Jing Tian's current mortal body, which hadn't undergone any cultivation and whose meridians weren't even open, he couldn't use it even if he had it.
Jing Tian, wielding a wooden stick, moved with both hands, charging forward and defending backward, displaying great prowess. Poisonous people were constantly struck in the joints by him and knocked to the ground.
The poisoned person was just an ordinary person who had been poisoned. Apart from having a stronger desire to attack, his physical fitness had not improved much. After being hit in the joint, he could not get up for a while.
However, Jing Tian's situation wasn't much better. Right now, he was like a broken laptop with top-notch software; no matter how powerful the software was, it was all for naught if the hardware was inadequate.
Fei Peng's fighting spirit was high, but even the highest spirit couldn't withstand Jing Tian's frail body. Halfway through the fight, Fei Peng, who was controlling Jing Tian's body, realized that he was running out of energy and couldn't keep up.
This body is too weak. Its meridians are blocked, its dantian is empty, its muscles are soft, and its bones are fragile. It doesn't even have the most basic physical strength, so it can only fight and retreat, trying to put itself in a position where it won't be surrounded.
The rapidly changing situation completely shut Xuejian down. She really couldn't understand why Jingtian, who had suddenly become so powerful, had suddenly become so weak.
Despite not understanding, as long as she knew Jing Tian was their teammate, that was enough. Her teammate was fighting desperately down below; she couldn't just stand by and watch. She immediately turned to Russell again, asking, "What do we do now? Should we go down and help?"
The poisoned people who had been eliminated by Jing Tian were now lying on the ground, with only a dozen or so still able to move. She estimated that she could handle two or three of them at most. Russell's martial arts were better than hers, so five or six wouldn't be a problem. She would leave the rest to Jing Tian.
"Let's forget about it. Professional matters should be left to professionals." Sensing a sword aura approaching from not far away, Russell abandoned the idea of stepping in to save the day.
Almost immediately, a white figure flew down from the night sky on a sword.
Dressed in white as snow, with long, ink-black hair, a handsome face, and an otherworldly air.
[Host has come into contact with the story character Xu Changqing (Blue). Current causal connection is 0%. Lottery draw *White 1. Draw now?]
Hmm, this kid's looks are no less than mine.
Looking at the newcomer, Russell nodded inwardly, relieved that it wasn't snowing yet, otherwise, if the buff had been triggered...
He might not necessarily be able to completely outmaneuver Xu Changqing.
"The poisoners nearby have been cleared out. You two can come down now." Xu Changqing sheathed his sword, bent down to help Jing Tian, who had collapsed from exhaustion, up, and looked up at Luo Su and Xue Jian in the tree.
Strangely enough, for some reason, all these poisonous people are gathering here. But that's fine, it saves him from searching all over the mountains.
"Thank you, hero! This hero seems to be a disciple of the Shu Mountain Sect, right?" After landing on the ground, Xuejian looked at Xu Changqing curiously.
With such elegant martial arts skills, and the fact that they met at the foot of Mount Shu, it was hard for her not to guess his identity.
"My name is Xu Changqing, and I am indeed a disciple of Mount Shu." Xu Changqing nodded, his tone gentle and humble.
Xuejian then introduced herself, "My name is Tang Xuejian, and I'm from Tangjiabao."
"Russell." With that, Russell pointed to Jing Tian on the ground: "This guy's name is Jing Tian."
Xu Changqing nodded slightly to Luo Su to indicate his understanding, then looked at Xuejian: "Are you from Tangjiabao, young lady?"
"What's wrong? Master Changqing, is there a problem?" Xuejian blinked, feeling a little uneasy.
"That's how it is." Xu Changqing was straightforward and never lied to anyone, and he didn't treat Xuejian as an outsider at all: "We discovered that these poisonous people were fed a deadly poison, which caused them to lose their minds and be controlled by others."
"So Mount Shu suspects that the poisoners are related to Tang Family Fortress?" Xuejian realized what was going on and hurriedly denied it, saying, "That's impossible! Although Tang Family Fortress is skilled in making poisons, the poisons we make are only used in martial arts competitions and would never harm innocent civilians!"
"Miss, you misunderstand. Shushan just thinks that Tangjiabao might have clues about this kind of poison, and wants to ask Tangjiabao to investigate together." Knowing that he might have hurt the girl's feelings with his words, Xu Changqing could only smile and comfort her.
"So that's how it is, you scared me to death—" Xuejian visibly breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't worry, Master Changqing, I'll tell my grandfather when we get back, and he'll definitely investigate this thoroughly for you."
Seeing that Xuejian had calmed down, Xu Changqing continued, "If possible, please help me compile a list of the missing persons in Yuzhou City. This matter is crucial to the seriousness of this poisoning incident."
"It's no big deal," Xuejian immediately patted her ample chest and said coquettishly, "Leave it to me!"
"Alright, I'll take these poisoned people back to Mount Shu for treatment first, and then visit Tang Family Fortress in a few days." Xu Changqing nodded, took out a Qiankun bag embroidered with runes from his sleeve, opened the bag, and enveloped the poisoned people lying haphazardly on the ground. Then he rode his sword and disappeared into the night sky in an instant.
"That's a true hero." Watching Xu Changqing's figure disappear into the distance on his sword, Xuejian couldn't help but sigh.
"Oh?" Russell grabbed Jing Tian by the back of his collar and shook him. "And what about him?"
"Him?" Xuejian snorted. Although Jingtian's one-man victory over a hundred men tonight had greatly changed her opinion of him, she still couldn't help but be stubborn in front of outsiders: "He's just a small-time hoodlum, not even worthy of my attention."
"What a hypocritical young man and woman~" Russell teased, casually tossing Jing Tian to Xue Jian: "Then I'll leave this little rascal to you."
"And what about you?" Xuejian caught Jingtian and looked at Russell with a puzzled expression.
"I'm going to take care of some personal matters." Russell waved his hand without turning back, leaving Xuejian with only his receding figure.
"How strange." Xuejian muttered, turning her gaze away and looking down at Jingtian, who was fast asleep in her arms. She couldn't help but reach out and poke his cheek. Her fingertips touched his skin, which was warm and soft. Her expression softened inexplicably, and she couldn't help but think to herself, "This guy looks quite well-behaved when he's asleep."
"I've already slipped away on my own, are you still planning to follow me?" In a secluded corner, Russell spoke without turning his head.
The night breeze blows, the shadows of the trees sway and rustle, as if they are whispering secrets.
In the shadows of the trees, a figure paused, seemingly hesitating for a moment, before stepping into the moonlight.
The newcomer had striking features, handsome face, and wore a green robe with a long sword at his waist. His brows carried a hint of world-weariness beyond his years.
"Who are you?" he asked.
[The host has come into contact with the story character Li Xiaoyao (blue). Current causal connection is 0%. A lottery draw has been triggered *white 1. Draw now?]
Russell turned to face the uninvited guest who had emerged from the shadows, narrowing his eyes: "Shouldn't I be asking you that?"
"A person from the future has actually appeared in the present... Hmm... Is this a dream of Nuwa's return?"
Li Xiaoyao tightened his grip on the Seven Star Sword, his doubts deepening: "You actually know about the Dream of Returning Souls? Just who are you!?"
The Dream of Returning Soul is a secret technique passed down only by the Nuwa clan. No one other than a member of the Nuwa clan can perform it, and ordinary people would never even have heard of it. Yet, the person before them seemed incredibly familiar.
Are they gods? Or demons?
Damn it, how did such a mysterious figure suddenly appear in the past? This is really troublesome.
As someone from the future, he cannot easily act arbitrarily in the present, which is what he considers the past, otherwise it will have an indescribable impact on the future.
While he was carefully trying not to influence the course of history, this unknown guy in front of him had already started to approach Jing Tian and act recklessly.
If he doesn't take action soon, the past and the future will become a complete mess.
With this in mind, Li Xiaoyao stopped dawdling and immediately drew his Seven Star Sword, pointing the tip at Russell: "Although I don't know your identity, I regret to inform you that your role in Yuzhou City ends here."
"Tsk, what a big mouth, no humility at all. But it's alright, I forgive you." Russell didn't care about Li Xiaoyao's offense. If he found out that someone was messing around in his past, his reaction would be even stronger than Li Xiaoyao's. But for now, it's not bad to spar with Li Xiaoyao and confirm the strength of the experts in this world.
The principle that practice is the sole criterion for testing truth applies everywhere.
Previously, his assessment of Chonglou and others' strength was entirely based on conjecture. If the reality differed from his expectations and caused him to make a mistake, it would be ridiculous.
It's safer to find a local to spar with.
Li Xiaoyao is undoubtedly the most suitable unit of measurement.
There's no other reason than that Russell can only find this one expert who is willing to go all out in a solo match with him right now.
"Nonsense." Li Xiaoyao didn't waste any words and immediately unleashed the Myriad Swords Technique. He spun the Seven Star Sword in his hand, and the roar of sword energy resounded through the sky.
One becomes two, two becomes four, four becomes eight, eight becomes sixteen —
The sword shadows rapidly split under the moonlight. In an instant, the sky was filled with a burst of cold light, and countless ancient sword phantoms hung high in the sky, densely packed and layered, as if the sky were collapsing and pouring down.
call out!call out!call out!call out!
The sound of tearing air instantly ignited the void, with millions of sounds exploding simultaneously. The overwhelming storm of swords blocked all of Russell's escape routes in all directions.
"Not bad." Russell licked his lips with satisfaction. This move was perfect for showing off. He was going to revise and modify it to register a patent for himself.