Chapter 29: Beaten and killed

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  After the auction ended, Zhuo Yifan continued to stay in Zhenbaoge for a while.

  Perhaps today was really a bad omen, not only did he fail to get his hands on the treasure he had been eyeing, but even the聚灵丹 (Spirit Gathering Pill) was out of stock. According to Zhen Baoge's words, it was bought up by a ruthless guy in one go. Left with no choice, Zhuo Yifan could only return empty-handed.

  At this time, most of the bidders in Zhenbaoge had dispersed.

  Walking in the central section of Chuhuannan Road, the scorching sun shines brightly in the sky. The sweltering sunlight makes Zhuo Yifan sweat profusely. Even with the shade from the trees on both sides, he still feels waves of heat rushing towards him.

  "Alas, I still didn't manage to buy anything. I really don't know what that mysterious senior is going to do with these two things he can't use at all? And that damned guy! Is he going to use the Spirit Gathering Pill as a wine bottom or for braising? He actually bought them all!" With a silent curse, he lowered his eyelids and rubbed his belly, which let out a low rumble.

  He rubbed his temples and chuckled bitterly: "I'm telling you, brother, after eating 90 steamed buns and a bowl of noodles, how can you still be hungry?"

  "You stinky brat! Be honest for once! Otherwise I'll kill you!"

  Zhuo Yifan suddenly felt a chill on his back and found someone rushing out with a sharp object pressed against him.

  Murder and robbery? But I didn't buy anything myself! How could they suspect me?

  Zhuo Yifan never thought that this murderous robbery would happen to himself, he covered his rumbling stomach with his hands, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

  "Brothers! Come out!" The man shouted as soon as he saw that he had taken control of Zhuo Yifan.

  "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!……"

  Seven or eight figures emerged from the cluster of trees by the side and blocked Zhuo Yifan.

  It's obviously a gang. I'm afraid they're the ones who have been committing all those murders and robberies in recent years!

  Zhuo Yifan raised his eyes and saw a white-robed man walking slowly towards him. He immediately let out a cold laugh, "Sir, you've got the wrong person! There's nothing valuable on me. If you're looking for something valuable, didn't someone just buy two of the most expensive items?" Seeing the respectful attitude of the other black-clad men, Zhuo Yifan knew that this man was their leader.

  "Hum! Zhuo Guanying! Stop pretending!"

  His gaze swept across Zhuo Yifan's silver mask, and the man in white robes spoke in a low, menacing tone, "Hand over the package on you, follow me, and I'll spare your life!"

  "Huh?"

  Listening to this sentence, Zhuo Yifan's face changed slightly. Did this person guess that he was a member of the Zhuo family? But soon, a cold smile appeared in his heart. Guessing the Zhuo family was useless if he couldn't guess his true identity.

  "I really didn't expect you to guess my identity..." Since this group of fools had already decided that they were Zhuo Guanying, it would be better for Zhu Yifan to just go along with the flow and acknowledge it.

  "Then go to bed!"

  Her line of sight moved, and an eerie purple glow, like a shining meteor, was released from her pupils.

  "What's going on!"

  The man in white suddenly felt that his soul was like a vast snowfall, eerily cold, and his whole body was numb and stiff, unable to move.

  "Kill him!" The remaining villains went on a rampage, hacking away with their weapons. They were all at the sixth or seventh stage of power, making them quite formidable.

  "There are too many people, I'm so hungry, can't use my strength at all......" After casting the magic pupil, he felt his stomach was even hungrier, immediately withdrew the magic pupil, his face looked very bad, and waved his arm to resist.

  Dong! Dong! Dong!......

  As the large blade chopped towards the black-robed person's arm, everyone heard an astonishing metallic collision.

  "Damn it! This kid's defense is too strong! At least ten layers of elephant skin!" A villain stared at the gap cut out on his palm-sized knife, looking shocked.

  "Cast the net and catch them alive!"

  The man in white knew that "Zhuo Guangying" had some tricks up his sleeve and it was not suitable to fight head-on. After recovering from the physical stiffness, he immediately gave orders.

  Looking around, the bright and dazzling pre-heavenly spiritual realm's orange spiritual energy was distributed all over, while more than a dozen giant webs with sharp hooks like devil claws covered all of space. In all directions, there wasn't even a single blind spot!

  "Damn it, these bastards!"

  His line of sight was disrupted by the large net, and he couldn't use his magic eyes. What's worse, Zhuo Yifan was now so hungry that his stomach was sticking to his back, and he didn't have the strength to struggle free.

  "Haha! Zhuo Guanying, you dare to resist again!" The treacherous laughter of the white-robed man entered his ears, and with a sudden movement, he aimed at his head and took a step forward.

  "Despicable... I'm so hungry now, I don't have any strength at all... Just a moment ago, I only used the magic pupil once, how could my physical energy be consumed so quickly..." With his last bit of strength, he manipulated the giant web and rolled to one side, dodging this brutal trampling.

  Rumble!

  A deep footprint was trampled on the ground, and orange spiritual energy steamed up like steam along with the print.

  "Am I going to fall into their hands?"

  Just at this critical moment, suddenly, a strange change occurred...

  A chill ran down everyone's spine as a blast of icy air enveloped them, making their faces sting. Zhuo Yifan opened his eyes to find himself surrounded by the intense cold air, and his ears went numb instantly.

  Splash!

  A streak of icy blue sword energy shot out like a meteor in the dark night, suddenly slashing across his face, tearing the net to shreds.

  Han Jie Sword! Zhuo Yifan was shocked beyond measure.

  "Who!" The giant web was destroyed, and the white-robed man let out a loud shout: "If you have guts, come out and don't sneak around!"

  Everyone present had a number in mind, including the white-robed man. However, they would rather die than believe that this mysterious person who had just obtained the Cold Calamity Sword had any connection with "Zhuo Guan Ying".

  As a deep and intense fear suddenly enveloped everyone present, all were shocked to the core.

  In the void, a figure with no warning suddenly appeared, and it was that mysterious conical hat man who had bought the Han Jie Sword!

  "Murdering and plundering, the crime is heinous! Today, I will rid the people of this scourge!" The voice of the person wearing a bamboo hat was very faint, but those extremely powerful words penetrated into everyone's heart, this was internal energy! When one cultivates to a certain realm, people with profound internal energy can transmit their voices through the air even if they are thousands of miles away!

  However! The mysterious figure in front of him was even more formidable. He wore a black robe that fluttered without wind, and he floated in mid-air as if by himself.

  "How can it be floating in mid-air?!"

  The bandits were shocked and frightened.

  It is said that only a strong practitioner who has entered the Golden Elixir Secret Realm can achieve this!

  "Shouldn't such a master be in seclusion waiting for a breakthrough? How could he intervene in this matter! Damn it! Is he here to help Zhuo Guanying escape?" The white-robed man's mind was extremely complicated, and when he saw the green spiritual energy emanating from the conical-hatted man's body, he completely lost his will to fight. Suddenly, he knelt down on the ground, wailing loudly, "Junior is doomed! Junior really didn't mean to offend senior... If junior had known that Zhuo Guanying was a senior of yours, even with ten lives, junior wouldn't have dared... Senior, spare my life! Spare my life!"

  "You should die! Indeed, you deserve to die! How many people have suffered at your hands?! I am upholding justice on behalf of heaven, my fists are hard evidence. Isn't that right?" The mysterious figure in the dōu (斗笠) let out a cold snort, stood with his hands behind his back and slowly descended from mid-air to land beside Zhuo Yifan, saying: "There are some people you can't afford to offend. You also can't provoke! The price of provoking them is eternal damnation in Avīci!"

  The terrifying pressure seemed to have the power to crush everything, like a volcano on the verge of eruption, deep and unshakeable. As the hooded figure descended in an instant, more than a dozen black-robed accomplices all prostrated themselves on the ground, frightened to the point of violent trembling.

  "Sorry, did I scare you?" The straw-hatted man suddenly turned towards Zhuo Yifan, and a peaceful smile spread across his face.

  This made Zhuo Yifan's heart suddenly throb, and he became even more puzzled: "Does this senior recognize me? Or is he like these people who take me for Zhuo Guanying? When did I ever meet a strong person from the Golden Elixir Secret Realm? How strange..."

  "Do you know who you've offended now?" The cold voice came out again, the mysterious figure questioning the leader of the robbers.

  "You... are for the Zhuo family?" The white-robed man's mind was racing quickly, but he was somewhat stunned and disbelieving.

  "For the Zhu family?" Zhu Yifan was shocked, his mind a complete muddle, and he stared even more incredulously at the mysterious figure in front of him. He had a feeling that this person wasn't as simple as he looked. He wasn't just strong, but strong in a strange way!

  The rest of the robbers were intimidated by this fierce atmosphere, scared to death, knowing that their lives were in danger, and begging for mercy.

  "I've been hiding from the world for many years, but I never thought something like this would happen. The tiger doesn't show its might, does it think I'm a sick cat?! Hmph!"

  The man in the bamboo hat smiled coldly twice, his low voice was like the death god's dark scripture.

  At some unknown time, a cluster of inky black flames suddenly appeared with a whooshing sound, gathering together like a ghostly entity around a small black whirlpool, silently sweeping across the sky and gently descending like feathers.

  With a "whoosh", the leader of the robbers was immediately enveloped in black flames.

  There was no wail or scream, and the place where the white-robed man was left with only a small handful of ashes. Moreover, the remaining few people also ended up with the same fate.

  Zhuo Yifan stared at all of this in shock, the person in front of him who wore a bamboo hat had actually become so powerful that he couldn't feel any pain!

  Who is it?!

  Watching this group of people turn into white ash, the man in the bamboo hat smiled lightly, as if he had just killed a few ants. Immediately, he walked to the last two survivors with his hands behind his back. Of course, this was what he intentionally left behind.

  "Hua!" The icy blue hilt in his hand churned out a frosty mist, the sword energy poured down and stabbed into their dantian, instantly rendering these two people useless forever.

  The swordsmanship of the Doukatsu people is fierce and precise, swift as lightning, making others take notice.

  He stared at the last two survivors, chuckled and said nonchalantly: "I'll spare your lives today! Consider yourselves lucky! Go back and tell your master Wu that if he wants to make a move on the Zhuo family, it's best to think twice. Otherwise, you won't even know how you die!"

  "Get out!" The man in the bamboo hat said, his sharp eyes scanning across.

  The two black-clad men, scared out of their wits, bowed and thanked him profusely before fleeing wildly, clinging to each other in fear that the conical-hat man would change his mind and kill them.

  Until this moment, Zhuo Yifan finally came back to his senses from the shock. He stared at the scattered ashes on the ground, and his heart trembled with coldness, extremely shocked: That black flame just now was too strange! It appeared out of thin air and instantly reduced someone to ashes? What a bizarre ability!

  "Hmph, a group of jumping clowns..." The mysterious person patted the dust off his hands and smiled as he lifted the black veil on his hat, revealing a middle-aged man with a very serious look. His face was covered in stubble, with two thick eyebrows that looked like knives crossing his face. A sly smile spread across his face, radiating infinite charm. Judging by his age, he seemed to be around forty or perhaps older. People who have reached this level of cultivation can usually control their appearance at will, allowing them to change their looks to match different ages.

  "It's finally settled... I didn't expect you to grow up so big." He looked at Zhuo Yifan and smiled kindly.

  "Who is your senior?" Zhuo Yifan cautiously retreated a step back.

  At this moment, the mysterious person's dark and profound black eyes slightly rotated, flashing a charming purple light. His words were slow and gentle, with a smile: "Don't be nervous... you and I are the same kind of people!"