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"Old man, Lü Ci is ruthless and unjust. He openly intercepted and killed my Longhu Mountain disciples and seriously injured my senior brother. How should this debt be settled?"
Zhang Yunyuan showed Lü Shou no respect whatsoever.
Chapter 106 The Mystery of Bao'er, the Lü Family's Covetousness
Upon hearing Zhang Yunyuan's accusation, Lü Shou's deeply lined old face chuckled, his cloudy eyes revealing a sense of self-righteous arrogance.
"Although my son is reckless, his actions are not wrong. Your Longhu Mountain has produced a traitor, Zhang Huaiyi, who colludes with the Quanxing demons, attempting to overthrow the world of supernatural beings and plunge the world into chaos."
"Our Lü family is helping the Celestial Master's Mansion. We'd like to invite the people from Longhu Mountain back for a chat about the whereabouts of his good senior brother. What's wrong?"
His words were spoken in a grand and righteous manner, as if intercepting and killing fellow comrades was a righteous act.
Zhang Yunyuan grinned, his gleaming white teeth looking particularly eerie against the gloomy sky.
"You're protecting your own, huh? Fine, then I'll kill Lü Ci today!"
Lu Shou's eyes turned cold, and his aura suddenly surged, his withered body resembling a volcano about to erupt: "I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"
Before he finished speaking, his figure blurred, leaving an afterimage in place. His withered claws, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, aimed straight for Zhang Yunyuan's throat.
This claw strike embodies the essence of the Lü family's Ruyi Force, its power concentrated yet undispersed, changing at will. Compared to Lü Ci's ferocity and domineering nature, it adds a touch of cunning and shrewdness.
Instead of retreating, Zhang Yunyuan advanced, meeting the attack with a palm strike of his own.
The two figures clashed, accompanied by a series of muffled thuds.
Lu Shou truly lived up to his reputation as a renowned master. Every move he made was in harmony with the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. He wielded the Ruyi Jin technique with unparalleled skill, sometimes like a serpent spitting its tongue, cunning and ruthless; at other times like a tiger descending the mountain, unstoppable.
However, Zhang Yunyuan's Primordial Dao Qi seemed to be the nemesis of all forces in the world.
That is a more fundamental and more harmonious kind of Qi.
Lu Shou's power, capable of splitting stone tablets and shattering rocks, was instantly dissolved and assimilated whenever it touched the thin Qi membrane around Zhang Yunyuan's body, like boiling water poured on snow, barely causing a ripple.
Moreover, Zhang Yunyuan's understanding of the Ruyi Jin was even greater than that of Lü Shou.
He could always anticipate changes in Lü Shou's strength and use the simplest and most effortless method to guide it to an empty space or directly defeat it from its weakest point.
In an instant, the mountain path was filled with powerful energy, and stones flew everywhere. The two fought to a standstill, unable to gain the upper hand.
But as the fight continued, Lü Shou's heart sank little by little.
He felt as if he were using a precious sword forged from ordinary iron to chop down a seemingly soft but actually indestructible rock.
With each strike, not only did he fail to harm the enemy in the slightest, but the impact also caused his own blade to chip and his hand to go numb.
The opponent's Qi seemed inexhaustible, while each of my full-force attacks felt like tickling the opponent.
Just as Zhang Yunyuan and Lü Shou were locked in fierce combat, an elder of the Lü family, who was at the level of a hero but had not yet made a move, cast a pair of greedy and burning eyes at the silly girl who was squatting outside the battle circle, idly drawing circles on the ground with her finger.
This man was named Lü Wen. He was in charge of researching various martial arts techniques and secret arts in the Lü family, and was especially proficient in the art of observing qi.
In his eyes, Feng Baobao's existence was even more bizarre than two suns appearing in the sky.
In ordinary extraordinary people, the flow of Qi within their bodies is traceable, like a surging river with clear distinctions.
But within the girl's body lay a state of chaos. The Qi there was neither like rivers nor lakes or seas, but rather like a boundless, eternal void.
There is no beginning, no end, no attributes, and even... no concept of consumption and recovery.
It is there, like the origin of the universe, eternal and unchanging, yet containing the potential to create all things.
This instantly reminded him of the forbidden technique that the Lü family had dreamed of for a hundred years, but had only ever managed to glimpse a fraction of—the Dual-Hand Technique!
Legend has it that mastering the Dual-Hand Technique will allow one to access the mysteries of the soul and the origin of life.
Isn't this girl before me the best embodiment of the word "origin"?
A surge of greed instantly overwhelmed reason.
A glint flashed in Lü Wen's eyes, and he could no longer restrain himself. He moved as silently as a cat, his five fingers forming claws, aiming straight for Feng Baobao's nape, intending to capture her in one fell swoop!
He thought he had done it without anyone noticing.
However, just as his hand was about to touch Feng Baobao's skin...
Feng Baobao, who had been keeping her head down, suddenly raised her face.
Those clear, empty eyes locked onto him precisely.
There was no panic, no anger, only indifference.
The next moment, she moved.
There were no moves, no rules, and not even any signs of exerting force.
She simply straightened up from her squatting position and slapped Lü Wen across the face with her backhand.
This slap looked soft and gentle, like a playful fight between ordinary women.
Upon seeing this, Lü Wen even let out a disdainful sneer.
He's just an idiot.
He didn't even bother to change his moves; his claw stance remained the same, intending to capture her before slowly taking his toll.
A crisp slap echoed through the mountains, making the hearts of every member of the Lü family skip a beat.
The cold smile on Lü Wen's face froze instantly.
He felt an immense, pure force, completely beyond the comprehension of common sense, slam into his face.
That force was so tyrannical and unreasonable that it instantly destroyed his protective qi, along with half of his cheekbone, shattering it to pieces.
Lu Wen was like a spinning top hit by a speeding train, flying backwards for more than ten meters, spraying a dazzling arc of blood and teeth along the way, before finally crashing heavily into a rock, his head lolling to the side, and he immediately lost consciousness.
The whole place was dead silent.
Lu Shou, who was locked in combat with Zhang Yunyuan, suddenly froze. He caught a glimpse of this unbelievable scene out of the corner of his eye and almost couldn't catch his breath.
Lu Wen is a master among heroes!
Among the elders of the Lü family, his strength ranks among the top five!
He actually... got slapped away by a silly girl?
What the hell is going on here?!
The remaining elders of the Lü family were even more alarmed, instinctively taking a half-step back.
Watching the girl who had slapped Lü Wen unconscious, then squatted down again, tilting her head as if wondering why her hand was a little numb, I felt a chill run from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head.
What are you doing?
Feng Baobao shook her hand, uttering a phrase in her recently learned dialect, her clear eyes filled with confusion.
Her words only made the Lu family elders, who were already on high alert, even more terrified.
A madman, a fool.
Did you not check the almanac before going out today?
How did they all come down from Longhu Mountain? They're all so strange!
Feng Baobao's stunning attack completely disrupted the Lü family's plans and subtly changed the nature of the battle.
The way the Lü family members looked at Feng Baobao had completely changed.
It was no longer contempt for a mentally challenged girl, but a mixture of extreme fear, fanaticism, and greed.
It was like a pack of hungry wolves spotting a little white rabbit with the power of a dragon...
They both feared that power and were madly eager to devour and possess it!
Lu Shou acted decisively and shouted.
He forced Zhang Yunyuan back with a single palm strike, then retreated rapidly, shouting at the still-stunned elders, "Take Lü Ci and Lü Wen and retreat!"
He knew very well that they were no longer in a position to get involved in this mess.
Zhang Yunyuan, whose skill was unfathomable, seemed to be a perfect counter to the Lü family's martial arts.
A silly girl who is even more bizarre, strong like a monster, and impossible to fathom with common sense.
If they keep fighting, these old bones of theirs will probably all die here today.
Several elders of the Lü family suddenly realized what was happening and hurriedly carried the unconscious Lü Ci and Lü Wen to the ground. They no longer cared about maintaining their professional demeanor and scrambled down the mountain after Lü Shou.
Zhang Yunyuan did not pursue.
He simply stood there quietly, watching their disheveled figures flee, his eyes cold.
When Lü Shou reached the bend in the mountain path, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and his cloudy old eyes stared intently at Feng Baobao, past Zhang Yunyuan.
That look no longer held the arrogance and disdain of before, but rather the gaze of a top hunter who had finally discovered the legendary, one-of-a-kind prey.
It was filled with a determined and ambitious desire to possess it.
The mountain wind blew, swirling up the fallen leaves and carrying away the last breaths of the Lü family.
Zhang Yunyuan walked to Feng Baobao's side, looked at her still somewhat confused face, and sighed softly.
"Baby, we're in big trouble."
Feng Baobao looked up, took out a piece of dried sweet potato that she had hidden in her pocket, and held it to his mouth.
Chapter 107 Return to Dragon and Tiger, Storm is Brewing
Zhang Yunyuan, along with Tian Jinzhong and Feng Baobao, rushed back to Longhu Mountain overnight.
The mountain path remained the same, with the sound of pine trees rustling in the wind, but the three people's state of mind was completely different from when they descended the mountain.
Although Tian Jinzhong's injuries were severe, under Zhang Yunyuan's miraculous Return to Truth Mantra, his external wounds had already healed, and the shock to his internal organs had mostly subsided, so he was no longer in danger of losing his life.
However, the meridians that were broken by Lü Ci's Ruyi Force will need to be recuperated for some time after returning to the mountain.
Upon seeing his fellow disciples who came to meet him, and recognizing the familiar outline of the Celestial Master's Mansion, Tian Jinzhong's tense nerves finally relaxed, and he nearly collapsed as his vision blurred.
Zhang Yunyuan quickly supported him and channeled a gentle stream of Qi into his body to calm his mind.
The Celestial Master's Mansion, a quiet room.
The Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing and his eldest disciple Zhang Zhiwei were already waiting there.