Chapter 301

Chapter 301: You can provoke anyone, but never Yu Zhao
After making a whole series of fast moves, Tian Pu Zi finally looked carefully and almost burst his lungs from rage.

The Lotus Incense Burner Yu Zhao had thrown out held only some cold ashes. There was no burning incense blend inside at all.

It was only a decoy.

A decoy?

Tian Pu Zi jolted, and his gaze snapped back to Yu Zhao.

He saw that she was smiling slightly. Her right index finger lightly tapped the colorless surface of the Mirror of Fleeting Lives.

The water-like surface instantly solidified into a flat mirror.

Then she flicked her finger.

Crack, crack, crack!

After a string of sharp cracking sounds, the mirror broke into countless smaller mirror shards.

Tian Pu Zi could not understand what Yu Zhao was doing, but that did not stop fear from rising in his heart.

Just as he was hesitating over whether he should throw away a cultivator’s dignity and turn to flee, the third eye in the center of Hua Tu’s forehead quietly opened. A beam of black light shot out.

The black beam did not aim at Tian Pu Zi and the others. Instead, it landed right on the broken mirror pieces in Yu Zhao’s hand.

The single black beam split into many copies after passing through the mirror shards, like a Clone Technique, a rain of arrows shooting toward the three men.

The three of them stared, stunned, then scrambled to dodge.

But those black beams seemed to gain a will of their own and chased after them without letting up.

The Ancestor of the Tu Clan was the weakest, so he was the first one the beams caught.

He did not know exactly how deadly the black beams were, but he did not dare take them lightly. He threw out several defensive magical artifacts in one breath to block them.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Right before his horrified eyes, the defensive magical artifacts did not even last a single breath. They were pierced through by the black beams and exploded apart.

And the black beams did not lose their force. In a blink, they ripped through the protective aura around his body and were about to hit him, turning him into a human sieve.

The Ancestor of the Tu Clan was a decisive man.

A fierce light flashed in his eyes. He grabbed his own left arm with his right hand and gave a hard pull.

He tore his whole left arm off.

His face twisted with pain as he used the arm as a shield in front of him and shouted: “Explode!”

Boom!

The severed arm exploded, forming a cloud of red blood mist that wrapped around his whole body.

In the next instant, the black beams struck the blood mist and were corroded by more than half.

Even so, a short piece of black light still pierced through the blood mist and hit the Ancestor of the Tu Clan.

A wail came from inside the mist.

The other two were not in much better shape than he was.

The Three-Eyed Leopard’s killing move, the one he relied on to survive, was the Death Gaze fired from the eye in his forehead.

But this method drained too much of his energy, essence, and spirit. Normally, when there was no danger, the Three-Eyed Leopard rarely used it.

Today, Yu Zhao’s flashy move had opened a new door for Hua Tu. He realized that the same attack could be changed into many different forms.

Of course, he also understood that not everyone could cooperate with him as perfectly as Yu Zhao.

But the inspiration she gave him would be something he remembered for the rest of his life.

While the group from Tai Bai Academy finished off the lackeys from Heaven’s Retribution, the battle on Yu Zhao’s side was also coming to an end.

The unnamed Nascent Soul old fiend was turned into a human sieve under the all-pervading Death Gaze. Even his Nascent Soul did not have time to escape before he died with a last gasp.

The Ancestor of the Tu Clan and Tian Pu Zi were slightly better off, but both were gravely injured.

One had lost his left arm and half his body was almost beaten to pulp. The other still looked whole, but his face was as white as a ghost and his body was so withered and thin that a single gust of wind could have blown him away.

“Yu Zhao, what happened today is all a misunderstanding. I never meant to be your enemy…” Tian Pu Zi said.

After seeing Yu Zhao’s methods, he had completely lost the courage to fight her. His heart was full only of fear.

Yu Zhao was a walking monster.

You could provoke anyone, but you could never provoke her.

He had to run. He had to run far away and never see Yu Zhao again.

The Ancestor of the Tu Clan’s vocal cords were damaged so he could not speak. But his pleading face and standard kneeling posture made it clear that he felt the same.

He was already close to death. What use would it be to offer sacrifices to the Heavenly Dao for a longer life?

The most important thing was to stay alive first. Everything else could come later.

“What is your relationship with Gui Lao?” Yu Zhao asked again.

This was the second time she had posed that question.

Compared to earlier, Tian Pu Zi was now as obedient as could be.

“Gui Lao is my junior sister. Actually, calling her junior sister is not quite right. We studied and cultivated together, but we never formally became disciples under a master…”

So Tian Pu Zi and Gui Lao really did know each other, and had known each other for quite some time.

Back when they were at the Foundation Establishment stage, the two of them had been chosen and taken to a place cut off from the world. There, they cultivated together with a group of rogue cultivators who had no sect, no background, and no foundation.

Only those who met the test standards could leave. The rest either died in the middle of cultivation or failed to meet the requirements and grew old and died there.

Tian Pu Zi and Gui Lao passed the tests and were allowed to leave.

But the strange thing was that once they left, no one ever contacted them again. No one asked them to do anything.

To this day, they still did not know what that place was, or why those people had taught them all kinds of evil arts.

Hua Tu sucked in a breath through his teeth as he listened.

There was actually such a strange thing in this world.

Someone had gone to all the trouble to gather a group of rogue cultivators and teach them, yet asked for nothing in return?

Either that person was a sage, or their real goal was something huge.

Hua Tu strongly suspected it was the second.

Yu Zhao thought back and realized that in her previous life, nothing like this had ever happened.

Her brows pinched together slightly.

It seemed she did not remember much.

Thinking it over, it made sense. For a long time, she had been running all over the cultivation world, fighting for her life. How could she have had the energy to pay attention to other people’s business?

And she was not even sure if what she heard now was true.

To verify it, Yu Zhao used a few small tricks.

The result was not very surprising.

Tian Pu Zi had not lied. That place and that group of people really did exist.

But when he left that closed place back then, someone had already tampered with his memory. He did not know the exact location or any detailed information.

Once Yu Zhao saw that she could not dig out anything else useful, she ended both Tian Pu Zi and the Ancestor of the Tu Clan with a single strike each and sent them to the afterlife.

When he died, Tian Pu Zi was still cursing Yu Zhao for breaking her word.

Yu Zhao gave a cold, scornful smile.

She had never once said she would spare him.

Anyone who was good at twisting people’s hearts and who wantonly slaughtered spirit creatures to cultivate using the Blood Sacrifice Art deserved far more than death.

After she and Hua Tu divided the spoils of war, they returned to Star Reaching Mountain.

Wei Ying was leading the others, waiting anxiously.

Their fates were now tightly tied to Yu Zhao’s.

If Yu Zhao won, they could all live.

If Yu Zhao lost, they would be buried with her.

In her heart, Wei Ying believed that Yu Zhao would win and come back safely. But reason told her that Yu Zhao and her one companion fighting against three Nascent Soul old fiends was truly a bit much.

On top of that, Yu Zhao had not been in the Nascent Soul realm for long. She might still be slightly lacking in experience.

No matter how she looked at it, Yu Zhao’s chances of winning did not seem high.

Wei Ying’s eyes grew red without her noticing.

If only she were stronger, Yu Zhao would not have to face the shameful situation of two against three.

It was her weakness.

“Senior Sister Wei, look! I think Yu Zhao is back!”