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In this situation, even I could see that Rong Fu had just suffered a heavy blow. Indeed, the power granted to me by the Five Clan Guardians was something he could not withstand alone.
Rong Fu knelt on one knee, breathing heavily as he struggled to regulate his energy, but he could not stop the blood from surging out of his throat. I felt a wave of relief; after taking such a fierce hit, he would surely no longer be a match for Nie Qiuyuan and Luo Dachun. Now, our focus should be on Ren Pingsheng.
However, without Rong Fu around, even if Ren Pingsheng was cunning, the two individuals before me were no less skilled than him. So, could we say that victory was within our grasp?
Oh my! A surge of joy suddenly welled up in my heart. I never expected that coming to this world would allow me to play such a significant role!
"Ye Liuhui..." Rong Fu spat out blood as he spoke, "You wretched person! You see your master’s true form yet pretend not to recognize me, showing no gratitude for my teachings! Back at the Medicine King Pavilion, you feigned ignorance—when did you become so scheming? If I had known, I should have dealt with you back then!"
It dawned on me that since I had seen his true form, I was supposed to "recognize" him as the master who had taught me martial arts years ago.
But sorry, I'm not Ye Liuhui; this isn't scheming—it's just that I genuinely don't recognize you...
Who would have thought that the one with ulterior motives was actually Rong Fu? Everyone was distracted by his ramblings while he secretly regulated his breath. Suddenly, in a flash faster than lightning, he appeared right in front of me and struck out with his claws. He seized my neck in an iron grip.
The other three reacted instantly and flew toward us. Rong Fu laughed heartily and declared, "I will take the life of this wretched person. There will be plenty of time for us to fight again another day."
Before his words could fade away, everything went dark before my eyes. My head spun, and I lost track of where I was.
When I regained my senses, the surroundings had transformed into a gray mist—a temple shrouded in fog. The Guardians—Nie Qiuyuan, Luo Dachun, and Ren Pingsheng—were nowhere to be seen. In fact, there was nothing in this gray mist except for one person standing face to face with me.
This person had blood at the corners of his mouth and glared at me furiously—it was none other than the severely injured Rong Fu.
Where exactly have we ended up?
"Wretched person. Don’t think that this can trap me in a corner; this is Misty Steps, which allows us to vanish without a trace. They cannot enter or find us. You shall die here!"
I finally understood that Rong Fu had used a strange formation to trap me. Among everyone present, he had chosen me as his target for revenge and attack.
He must have thought that since I had just demonstrated such divine power, I had become a key asset for our side. Therefore, eliminating me before my powers fully awakened would be the best choice. Moreover, removing me would deal a heavy blow to the others outside and could even be fatal for Nie Qiuyuan.
This move was indeed ruthless.
And being trapped in this Misty Steps formation meant I had lost the support of the Five Clan Guardians. My strength had diminished significantly; even though Rong Fu was injured, my ability to resist him was almost negligible.
Rong Fu glared at me, slowly raising his right palm.
I thought I probably wouldn't be able to withstand this blow. In this isolated space created by the Illusion Technique, I wondered if I could still count on the support of the Youqiong Clan members. I tried to channel my energy as usual, just at my usual level.
But I still focused on my Dantian, mobilizing every cell in my body, preparing to face the attack.
It wasn't my style to just give up without a fight.
Although Rong Fu was injured, the strike aimed at my spiritual crown was still powerful. I knew I couldn't dodge it, and using the Star Absorption Technique wouldn't help either. All I could do was muster all my strength to defend myself. What would happen next? Perhaps it was better not to think about it.
With a loud bang, I felt a dizziness wash over me, a surge of blood rising in my chest, and I nearly spat out blood. My body staggered backward several steps. I saw blood dripping onto the ground; oh my god, I clearly hadn't coughed up blood yet!
I noticed Rong Fu glaring at me, and in front of me stood someone with a hand pressed against his chest, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, forming a pool on the ground.
It seemed this person had stepped in front of me and taken the blow for me. I stared in astonishment at this individual; he was neither Qiu nor Luo Dachun. Oh my god, wasn't this Ren Pingsheng?
"Ping Sheng, how did you get in here?" Rong Fu glared at him for a moment before suddenly laughing. "But didn't you come here intentionally to seek death?"
Ren Pingsheng straightened up, wiping the blood from his mouth with a smile. "Father, after following you for so many years, I know your techniques quite well. Sometimes, I even think about how to counter them."
Rong Fu sneered. "Ping Sheng, you have always doubted everything. At your core, you are truly heartless and ungrateful. You are different from Bai Hu and Zhu Que; you are even less than Xuan Wu who directly rebelled against me. Father regrets now; he cherished your talent too much back then but failed to realize that poisonous weeds should be uprooted early on."
Ren Pingsheng ignored him and turned to me, revealing an incredibly warm smile.
I had never seen him smile like this before. During our travels together, he often smiled sincerely and beautifully, but never as radiantly as he did now. This smile gave me an ominous feeling; it seemed as if he had suddenly cast everything aside and revealed his true self.
If not for everything that had happened in the past, would he have been like this? This smile was so beautiful; why did it suddenly make me feel so sad?
"Ah Ying, it's good that you're fine." His smile seemed to carry many meanings, yet he spoke only a few words.
With his frail body entering this place, it was akin to accompanying me to death. I stared blankly at him, unsure of what to say. After a moment of daze, I inexplicably uttered a few words.
"My name is Zhenzhen, Ye Zhenzhen."
Ren Pingsheng smiled gently once more.
"I know, but I've gotten used to it. You are someone else's Zhenzhen, yet you will always be my Ah Ying. You are who you are; what does your name matter?"
Rong Fu scoffed from the side.
"On the brink of death, and still indulging in sweet nothings—it's truly laughable!"
With that, he gathered his strength and raised his right palm, but suddenly his expression changed. Following his gaze, I saw that a thin Silver Needle seemed to be embedded in the center of his palm, and his entire hand had turned black, yet he remained oblivious.
Ren Pingsheng abruptly turned around, his eyes instantly filled with anger.
"Don't be fooled by the poison's ability to numb; it's actually quite potent. With your father's skills, he poses no threat to you, but if you don't channel your energy to dispel the poison now, it will still end badly!"
Rong Fu snorted, withdrew his hand, and began to circulate his energy to counteract the poison within him.
I swiftly drew my Caiyou Sword. Shouldn't we take this opportunity to attack and work together to kill him? At the very least, if we could break the illusion technique, we would have a chance for help.
But Ren Pingsheng grasped my hand with his long fingers, enveloping it in his palm and slowly guiding my sword back into its sheath.
"Ah Ying, it's useless," he said with a smile. "Don't be deceived by his appearance; if we attack now, it would only lead to our deaths. Moreover, without dispersing all of his internal power, we cannot break the illusion technique. Given our current state, it's simply impossible."
"But we can't just wait for death!"
Ren Pingsheng did not follow my line of thought; instead, he seemed lost in contemplation and began to speak about something else.
"Ah Ying, in this world, I really have nothing I desire or care for. Trying to make life interesting is inherently meaningless. So whether I can continue living or not doesn't matter much to me."
"What are you talking about?"
I pondered over his words and suddenly felt that at this moment he seemed profoundly pessimistic.
"I once wanted very much to win a battle when I discovered there was something I truly desired in this world. But now it seems that I can no longer win this battle. The timing is too late; with no advantages on my side—time, place, or people—I have nothing at all. So..."
Ren Pingsheng looked up, his gaze intensely focused on me.
"In this life, I carry an unshakeable blood debt, one that you, Ah Ying, cannot accept or like. From now on, I will repay this debt properly, hoping for a chance to be reborn. When that time comes, I hope we can meet again in a better time and place. Ah Ying, by then, I will not lose again."
I had a strange feeling that these words sounded like a farewell. Had he used a poisoned needle to hold Rong Fu back not to win or escape, but just to say this to me?
I remained silent, but Ren Pingsheng smiled, reaching out to cup my face in his hands, looking at me intently.
Suddenly, he grinned mischievously and said, "Let me give you something nice."
With that, he pulled out an item from his pocket and unfolded it in front of me, smoothing it out before placing it on my face. A faint medicinal fragrance wafted into my nose.
It was a handmade mask, the one I had given him during a stormy night in Feng County when I met the self-proclaimed "Feng County Clerk," Ren Pingsheng, and we agreed to investigate a corpse together.
I never expected he had kept it with him all this time.
Ren Pingsheng poked my forehead playfully and laughed, "How come your mind is filled with so many strange ideas, Ah Ying?"
At that moment, Rong Fu slowly opened his eyes, fury swirling around him as a violent aura began to blaze fiercely. (To be continued...)
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