Chapter 88: Counterkill

Chen Hui looked at the mist ahead and hesitated, sensing the poisonous gas within.

Not only is Ye Qingchen’s martial talent extremely strong, but his Alchemical Talent is even more remarkable. If I let him be, it won’t be long before he surpasses me. By then, I’ll be the one to die! I have to kill Ye Qingchen today, no matter what!

With this thought, a fierce glint flashed across Chen Hui’s eyes as he unleashed his entire Martial Soul Force!

HOWL!

A Wolf Hunting Martial Soul appeared, enveloping Chen Hui’s body.

"Today, it’s you or me!"

Empowered by his Wolf Hunting Martial Soul, Chen Hui charged ferociously into the mist, bursting forth with extreme speed as he pursued Ye Qingchen.

Ye Qingchen was up ahead, spreading Clear Mist Powder as he ran. Suddenly, a sense of crisis surged through him, and he instinctively glanced back.

There, wrapped in the Wolf Hunting Martial Soul, was Chen Hui, closing in on him at a terrifying speed!

"Where do you think you’re going!"

As his voice fell, Chen Hui was almost upon him!

"Heavy Wave Palm!"

Immense Spiritual Power stacked layer upon layer, erupting from Chen Hui’s palm like a surging tide! Feeling the incredibly sharp palm wind, Ye Qingchen dared not be careless. He instantly activated his Dual Pupil Martial Soul, and Chen Hui’s movements appeared to slow down.

At the same time, he activated his Willow Wood Martial Soul, which split into eight strands. The eight willow strands shot toward Chen Hui’s face.

Chen Hui sneered. With a mere thought, the Wolf Hunting Martial Soul let out a roar that instantly shattered the willow strands.

The brief respite gave Ye Qingchen just enough time to gather his strength.

"Picking Leaf Hand!"

Boundless Spiritual Power surged from his Dantian, converging in his palm as he struck at the Heavy Wave Palm’s weakest point!

BANG!

Their palms collided with a loud bang. The force of the Heavy Wave Palm continued unabated, enveloping Ye Qingchen!

Feeling the massive tremor from his palm, Ye Qingchen’s chest armor automatically emitted a pale green light, blocking most of the attack. Despite this, he still felt a powerful force coursing up his arm. It ached intensely before going numb, momentarily losing all sensation.

The intense palm wind obscured Chen Hui’s vision. He sneered at the thought that Ye Qingchen had dared to withstand his strike head-on.

His actions are no different from courting death!

Chen Hui was confident that with this strike, even if Ye Qingchen didn’t die, he would be severely injured and unable to escape. But when the palm wind dispersed, his smile froze.

Before his eyes, Ye Qingchen was not only alive but also not seriously injured. He had used the palm wind that momentarily obscured Chen Hui’s vision to flee even farther away.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Chen Hui’s face was a mask of utter disbelief. His strongest blow while his Martial Soul was active hadn’t killed Ye Qingchen. It hadn’t even broken the hand Ye Qingchen used to defend himself!

He felt a faint numbness spread through his feet and frowned. He knew the poisonous gas was seeping into his body. If he couldn’t kill Ye Qingchen quickly, he would have to abandon the treasures and retreat from the mist.

Determination flashed in Chen Hui’s eyes. With a hardened resolve, he pushed his power and continued his pursuit.

Ye Qingchen, dragging his right arm, kept scattering Clear Mist Powder as he fled at full speed.

Has Chen Hui gone mad? Isn’t he afraid the poison will enter his body and kill him?

He glanced back to see Chen Hui chasing after him like a rabid dog. In his urgency, he opened a bottle of fourth-grade elixirs and stuffed them into his mouth one after another.

Ye Qingchen swallowed at least a dozen fourth-grade elixirs in one go. Immediately, his entire body felt like it was on fire. His blood surged, and his Dantian grew intensely hot. Endless Spiritual Energy flooded his meridians, and his arm gradually began to recover. Like he had been injected with adrenaline, he ran faster and faster.

"Recovery Pills!" As an Alchemist, Chen Hui instantly recognized that what Ye Qingchen was consuming were fourth-grade Recovery Pills.

He was eating such precious elixirs like they were candy, downing more than a dozen at once!

What a criminal waste of priceless treasures!

Just how many treasures did this kid get his hands on? No, if he recovers, I’ll never have another chance to kill him!

The thought flashed through Chen Hui’s mind, and he pushed his Martial Soul Force even harder.

Suddenly, Chen Hui stumbled and fell to the ground. The poison had already seeped deep into his body. If he didn’t leave immediately, it would travel from the meridians in his legs to his vital organs, and his death would be certain.

Chen Hui cast a reluctant glance at Ye Qingchen, then got up, turned, and prepared to flee.

"Trying to escape? Heh, too late!" Ye Qingchen sneered and quickly gave chase.

From that moment, their roles were reversed.

Ye Qingchen activated his Willow Wood Martial Soul, and several willow strands, like Spirit Snakes, shot toward Chen Hui, continuously entangling his legs. Chen Hui shattered them over and over, but his speed in doing so grew increasingly sluggish. Under the influence of the poison, Chen Hui felt his entire body grow numb, his actions becoming slow and clumsy.

SWOOSH!

Finally, two willow strands successfully wrapped around Chen Hui’s feet, and at that moment, his Wolf Hunting Martial Soul faded away.

THUMP!

Chen Hui fell heavily to the ground. Seeing Ye Qingchen draw closer and closer, he began to despair. He had never imagined that he, a dignified Martial Master, would be pushed into such a desperate situation by a mere Martial Artist.

"Keep running!" Ye Qingchen mocked him again.

"Junior Brother, I was wrong! Please, for the sake of our shared discipleship, spare my life!" Seeing that escape was hopeless, Chen Hui began to beg.

Ye Qingchen ignored him, speaking as if to himself. "Which hand was it that hit me? This one, right?"

BANG!

Gathering his Spiritual Power, Ye Qingchen stomped on Chen Hui’s right hand.

CRACK!

Excruciating pain shot up from his hand as the bones in his palm were crushed, sending blood and flesh flying. Chen Hui’s screams, like a pig being slaughtered, filled the air.

"What a terrible sound. Just die!"

BOOM!

With his next kick, Ye Qingchen stomped directly on Chen Hui’s Dantian.

BANG!

The Dantian shattered. Chen Hui’s eyes widened with a look of disbelief and indignation, dying with his eyes wide open.

"Hmph! You brought this on yourself, daring to chase me into the poisonous mist!" Ye Qingchen snorted coldly as his hands began searching Chen Hui’s corpse. A moment later, he pulled a storage bag from the man’s waist.

Upon opening it, he found a Cultivation Technique named Light Body Step, which turned out to be an incomplete volume. He glanced at the mere eight Soul Condensing Pills left inside and couldn’t help but sneer.

So poor? This Chen Hui is a disgrace to the title of Alchemist!

He put away the Soul Condensing Pills, but his face clouded with worry.

I wonder if Senior Brother Wang Qiang and Senior Sister Hong Yan are alright?

Thinking of this, he took out all the remaining Clear Mist Powder and scattered it in a circle around him. Then, he sat down cross-legged, planning to use this opportunity to consume the Breakthrough Pill and advance his Realm. Only then could he help Wang Qiang and Hong Yan.

Ye Qingchen took out the Breakthrough Pill, sat cross-legged, and was about to swallow it.

The unsettling aura he had sensed before returned. Not daring to be careless, Ye Qingchen instantly activated his Dual Pupil Martial Soul, his eyes scanning his surroundings vigilantly.

BOOM!

The air rippled, and a green-faced, fanged Soul Body appeared, its legs hovering above the ground.

"Heh, since you’ve already spotted me, kid, there’s no point in hiding any longer! Prepare to be possessed by me!"