Chapter 1315 1414 The Elder in Red

Chapter 1315: Chapter 1414: The Elder in Red Chapter 1315: Chapter 1414: The Elder in Red Fang Lin turned around, his gaze indifferent as he looked at the red-robed elder who, with a smile on his face, was giving him a slight bow with a cupped-fist salute.

“The people from Hidden Kill Hall, since when did they start caring about companions?” Fang Lin said with a tone dripping with irony.

Upon hearing this, the red-robed elder laughed softly and said, “I have always cherished my companions and would not easily abandon them.”

Fang Lin’s sneer became more pronounced, “That sounds nice and all, but isn’t it just because that person still has value to you? You don’t want him to die easily, or perhaps you’re afraid he’ll leak the secrets of Hidden Kill Hall, so you need to find him and then dispose of him.”

The red-robed elder, upon hearing these words, didn’t get angry but instead shook his head helplessly.

“You seem to have a deep prejudice against the people of Hidden Kill Hall, my young friend Fang Lin,” the red-robed elder said with a sincerity in his voice. “It seems that no matter what I say, you will misunderstand. I only hope that you can tell me where my companion has gone, or is he in your hands?”

Fang Lin chuckled but did not answer the red-robed elder, instead, he turned to look at Yin Wuyan, who had been mostly silent.

“And you? What purpose brings you here?” asked Fang Lin.

Yin Wuyan replied with a careless air, “Of course, it’s to take you down. After the way you bullied me before, I have to get back at you somehow.”

Fang Lin hummed and gave Yin Wuyan a once-over, laughing, “You think you can take me down? Have you forgotten how you nearly lost your life at my hands before?”

Yin Wuyan smirked, “You only won because of that puppet. It was an unfair victory. If we’re talking real skill, I could surely defeat you.”

“You’re really confident, but sadly, confident people often die sooner,” Fang Lin said, his tone already laced with a killing intent.

“That’s not necessarily true; an old monk from the Buddhist Sect once predicted my life, saying I have a long one ahead,” Yin Wuyan said earnestly.

Fang Lin snorted lightly, “Destiny is determined by heaven, but it’s held in our own hands. You’re looking for death yourself; no amount of lifespan given by heaven will be of any use.”

“You can’t kill me,” Yin Wuyan said calmly, looking at Fang Lin.

“My friend, that companion of mine must have fallen into your hands. I hope you will hand him over,” the red-robed elder said as well.

“Hand over your grandma’s leg! Either fight or get lost. Why waste words?” Fang Lin suddenly cursed.

The red-robed elder showed no sign of annoyance but simply shook his head, “Since you have such an attitude, my young friend, I have no choice but to offend you. Although I am not fond of killing, as an assassin, sometimes I have no say in the matter.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the red-robed elder pointed his serpent-head cane towards Fang Lin from afar, and a pitch-black snake shadow emerged from the cane, whistling towards Fang Lin.

Fang Lin did not clash directly with the elder because the other party was a Spirit Source realm powerhouse, and certainly stronger than the emaciated man.

Against such an expert, Fang Lin knew he couldn’t possibly win in a direct confrontation.

The Demon Puppet appeared, shielding Fang Lin. The black snake shadow struck, emitting a chilling hissing sound as it crashed fiercely against the Demon Puppet.

Boom~~

A deafening boom echoed as the black serpent shadow instantly shattered into pieces, while the Demon Puppet remained entirely unscathed, without even a single mark left on its tough Demon Body.

The red-robed elder saw the Demon Puppet appear, and a sparkle flashed in his eyes as he nodded repeatedly, “What a formidable Dragon Family Demon, young friend. To possess such a puppet is truly to have fortune that reaches the heavens.”

“Quit the nonsense!” Fang Lin sneered, as under his command, the Demon Puppet charged straight towards the red-robed elder.

In a flash, the Demon Puppet moved with incredible speed and arrived in front of the red-robed elder, its fist fierce beyond compare, smashing down directly towards him.

The red-robed elder had no time or opportunity to dodge; the speed of the Demon Puppet’s strike was just too fast. Even the topmost experts in the world might not evade the attack, let alone this elder, whose strength was far below that of the pinnacle warriors of the Nine Countries.

The Demon Puppet’s punch landed solidly on the body of the red-robed elder, or so it seemed, but there was no sound of impact on flesh.

Instead, the Demon Puppet’s fist passed through the elder’s body as if it were a residual image, leaving no corpse, only an illusory presence.

But Fang Lin saw clearly—the red-robed elder hadn’t evaded the Demon Puppet’s punch in such a fleeting instant. Rather, the moment the punch connected, the elder’s body wavered slightly, turning it into an illusory existence, like a lingering shadow.

The Demon Puppet’s punch missed, and several more followed in quick succession, but none could harm the red-robed elder. He managed to evade them all with such an odd technique.

Fang Lin furrowed his brows; this old fellow certainly had some skill and was truly worthy of being a member of the elite assassins of Hidden Kill Hall’s Nether.

“This guy’s cultivated technique is somewhat special; his Exercise Body can briefly become ethereal. Indeed, there is some cleverness to it, a rather rare Exercise Body,” the Old Dried Corpse commented, also with a touch of surprise.

Hearing this, Fang Lin also understood. The peculiar Exercise Body of this red-robed elder was due to the unusual cultivation technique he practiced.

“Kid, everything has two sides. Although this man’s Exercise Body is impressive, allowing him to avoid attacks through illusion, it seems he must also pay a significant price,” the Old Dried Corpse said.

Fang Lin asked, “What kind of price?”

“This man is but four to five hundred years in bone age, yet he already shows signs of twilight and weaknesses in vitality. This shouldn’t be the case, for Spirit Source martial artists can normally live up to a thousand years. Looking at him, he must be consuming his own lifespan to allow such performance from his Exercise Body,” the Old Dried Corpse revealed, unlocking the secret weakness of the red-robed elder’s unique Exercise Body.

“I see,” Fang Lin nodded in understanding. Now that he knew the elder’s Exercise Body had a flaw, there wasn’t much need to worry. It was clear that the red-robed elder couldn’t keep using his Exercise Body recklessly; otherwise, he would have already exhausted his lifespan and died.

“What are you looking at?” Yin Wuyan’s voice suddenly rang out. He had already stealthily approached Fang Lin from behind and kicked towards Fang Lin’s head.

Heaven Step from the Scholars Sect!

Fang Lin’s reactions were incredibly quick, as he launched his Kylin Fist in response. Their fists and feet collided, and their Inner Strength clashed, forcing them both to retreat.

Fang Lin, however, felt his arm go numb. The power of the Heaven Step remained as formidable as ever, making it hard for Fang Lin to oppose it with the hastily executed Kylin Fist.

Yin Wuyan landed the kick and forced Fang Lin back. Seizing the advantage, he leapt forward, his palms striking simultaneously, with the Hao Qi of the Scholars Sect concentrated atop his hands.

“Afraid? Not a chance!” Fang Lin shouted lowly, his Inner Strength surging forth as he too launched his palms forward.

ps: Second release

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