The Prodigies War

Although seething, Lian Rufeng and others still had to dodge. They simultaneously moved aside.

Boom!

The arrow was as powerful as a raging waterfall and blasted a hole into the ground. Mud splattered and covered Lian Rufeng and the others with dirt.

"Wang Zhun, Xiao Shi, go ask Elder Wu for backup!” Lian Rufeng roared, his face ferocious. He almost went berserk from rage. At the same time, he was infuriated that Wu Henshui was watching with folded arms.

Your life is precious, but my life is worthless?

What is he waiting for? Why isn’t he doing anything? Is he waiting for us all to die?

Wang Zhun and Xiao Shi hurried off knowing the situation was dire.

“Big Brother Lian, what should we do?” asked someone.

Lian Rufeng drew a deep breath and said coldly, “Wait! We can’t actively attack anymore. That kid is cunning. He doesn’t fight head-on. Only a master like Elder Wu can deal with him.” He had decided not to risk his life anymore. Everything would end if his life was gone.

As for what Wu Henshui thought about his decision, he didn’t care.

The others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In truth, they were horrified to see their comrades die one after another.

The atmosphere remained still and heavy as they waited for Wu Henshui to provide backup.

As time passed by, the atmosphere in the village grew bleak. A sudden gust of wind whipped up a pile of fallen leaves and wafted the scent of blood around.

A bad feeling crept up in Lian Rufeng’s heart. There were only a few miles between where they were and the village entrance. Normally, it would only take less than a quarter of an hour to cross that distance.

However, he still hadn’t heard anything!

Could something bad have happened?

As that thought flashed across Lian Rufeng’s mind, his chest tightened and indescribable panic filled his heart.

“Let’s go. Let’s go take a look!” Lian Rufeng gritted his teeth and left with the remaining guards. He couldn’t sit and wait anymore.

This village that he was incredibly familiar with seemed so strange and eerie, like the land of the dead. It was bone-chilling.

Soon, Lian Rufeng and the others halted before an alley. In the shadows of the alley lay two dead bodies. One’s chest was torn open and blood wildly gushed out. The other’s throat was crushed, neck twisted, and the head was limp.

It was Wang Zhun and Xiao Shi, the two he sent to ask for backup.

Lian Rufeng and others felt their hearts shivering, as though they had fallen into an ice cave. Another two had died!

“Run!”

Unable to take the shock, one of the guards roared like crazy and bolted out of the village.

“Come back!”

Lian Rufeng thundered, his face livid.

But he was one step too late. With a boom, an arrow shot out from the leaves of a locust tree and killed the guard in a split second!

Another comrade had died in front of him less than ten feet away.

Lian Rufeng was so furious that his eyes almost cracked. He has gone too far!

“Kill! Kill that little bastard!”

Roaring like a madman, Lian Rufeng charged towards the locust tree. He had caught a glimpse of Lin Xun’s figure.

“Go!”

The remaining three guards hesitated but in the end they gritted their teeth and followed him.

……

“Too careless.”

At the village entrance, Wu Henshui and Han Junshan strolled forward side by side and spotted several corpses along the way. Given the two’s combat experience, they could tell from the wounds on the corpses that their enemy wasn’t as ordinary as they thought.

“They really are too careless. The enemy is clearly well-prepared and used the village’s layout to his advantage to launch several sneak attacks…The enemy wouldn’t need to face Lian Rufeng and the others head-on. That is undoubtedly the best tactic.”

“I didn’t expect to find such a fierce and cunning person in this poor village,” remarked Han Junshan.

“But no matter what, the enemy is alone. I’m curious to see what our enemy is like and to see who would have such a strategic, ruthless and meticulous mind. In my opinion, the enemy won’t be stronger than the fifth-layer True Martial Stage. Otherwise, the enemy would have killed Lian Rufeng first and not dragged the battle out till now.”

Wu Henshui wore a calm and indifferent expression as he strolled along the village. He appeared extremely relaxed but his tensed shoulders, lightning bright eyes and his controlled breathing indicated he was prepared for battle.

“Elder Wu, we might suffer heavy losses this time,” said Han Junshan, scrunching his brows.

“You are overthinking. I won't let an enemy like that escape unscathed. If we let the enemy live, I won’t be able to sleep well in the future,” said Wu Henshui, indifferently.

Han Junshan nodded. “Absolutely.”

Wu Henshui suddenly lifted his head, his gaze razor-sharp like an eagle’s. He pointed to the distance. “The enemy is there.”

Clang!

Han Junshan drew a giant black sword and murderous intent saturated the air.

Wu Henshui sighed, “I have rarely needed to take care of something myself after reaching the eighth-layer True Martial Stage and becoming the chief steward of the Wu’s Apothecary in Qingyang Tribe. I hope the opponent won’t disappoint me by being too weak.”

Han Junshan said with a smile. “Elder Wu, leave it to me. It is not worth dirtying your hands for such an opponent.”

Wu Henshui glanced at him and said, “Okay.”

From their conversation, it was clear that they were extremely confident and they attached no importance to Lin Xun.

It was understandable that they were so prideful. One was at the eighth-layer True Martial Stage and the other was at the fourth-layer True Martial Stage. Moreover, they had practiced arts that villagers such as Lian Rufeng could never imagine.

For that reason, they believed that they could easily deal with an enemy below the fifth-layer True Martial Stage. The enemy was on a road that led to death regardless of how much cunning and intelligence that person had.

However, just as the two were about to act, they saw a young and dainty figure appear dozens of meters away.

The figure wore a black animal-skin cloak and a hood covered their face. Only a part of the figure’s fair and delicate chin was exposed. Her skin was glistening and smooth, which looked extremely striking in contrast with the black cloak.

The figure was clearly a young girl, but when she stood in the middle of the alley, Wu Henshui and Han Junshan both shuddered with terror.

When they saw the little girl’s long, white spear emitting an eerie glow, the expressions of the two changed dramatically.

An aeth tool!

Why did it seem like the bone spear was emitting an aura that was too strong and powerful to be that of an ordinary tool?

Could the little girl be a Spirit Dipper cultivator?

Wu Henshui and Han Junshan couldn’t believe it. How could a little girl possess such a cultivation base?

Perhaps the aeth tool didn’t belong to her?

Wu Henshui's heart trembled and his eyes blazed.

The little girl simply stood there. Her slim body basking in the blood-red rays of twilight added a hint of mystery to her.

She didn’t move.

Wu Henshui and Han Junshan knew she came to stop them.

“Go and test the little girl’s strength.”

Wu Henshui signaled to Han Junshan with his eyes. It clearly was too abnormal that a strange little girl wielding an aeth tool would suddenly appear.

Out of caution, Wu Henshui chose to wait and watch.

“Little girl, quickly move aside!”

Han Junshan wasn’t an idiot either. He knew the situation was strange and so he first tried to talk to the little girl.

The little girl shook her head and didn't say anything.

Han Junshan’s heart sank. The little girl indeed came to stop them. A hint of nervousness inexplicably flashed across his eyes.

He couldn’t tell why he would be so wary of a child, but his years of experience in battle told him that it was absolutely right to be cautious of her.

“If you don’t move aside, don't blame me for killing you!”

Han Junshan revealed his killing intent through his razor-sharp eyes. Wielding a giant black sword, he stepped forward, his bearing as imposing as a mountain.

He was a master of the fourth-layer True Martial Stage, the Orifice Unlocking Stage. When his qi passed through his acupuncture points and orifices and circulated his entire body, the imposing aura he exuded was terrifying.

Shua!

Before his voice faded, the little girl seemed to perceive his murderous intent. She suddenly lifted her head, revealing her beautiful, dark crescent-shaped eyes that were completely devoid of emotions.

Huh?

As she swept her gaze over Han Junshan, Han Junshan’s body uncontrollably trembled as if a sharp sword was suddenly pressing against his throat and endless fear gushed from his heart.

His vision blurred, and rays of beautiful starry light suddenly shimmered, like a dream, like an illusion, like a magnificent dream.

Han Junshan felt his mind was wandering. So beautiful!

Almost at the same time, a thunderous yell rang in his ear. “Be careful!”

Han Junshan seemed perplexed. Be careful?

PU!

Before he could respond, he felt his throat throb and his entire body felt like it had been struck by a giant mountain. He was sent flying across the air.

Han Junshan finally snapped to his senses, but it was too late. Everything darkened before him and the world was instantly plunged into endless blackness.

The dream-like and magnificent starry light also vanished.

……

Wu Henshui was chilled to the bone, and his clothes were soaked in a cold sweat.

In that split second, he saw Han Junshan standing there like a fool as though possessed and then the little girl’s bone spear pierced his throat!

It happened so fast that Wu Henshui couldn’t do anything to help.

Too terrifying. The scene was too terrifying!

A five to six-year-old girl had killed an expert at the fourth-layer True Martial Stage with a bone spear in the most unbelievable way!

Wu Henshui couldn’t believe it. It was precisely because he couldn’t believe it that he was utterly aghast at the scene, like he had fallen into an icy hole.

Wu Henshui had completely lost his self-confidence. Even if he possessed a cultivation base of the eighth-layer True Martial Stage, it brought no sense of security to him.

He forgot about the Blood Essence Sand, the Aeth Fields he wanted to snatch, and the archer he wanted to take care of.

He only wanted to leave!

The village was too terrifying. Unimaginable dangers lay in every corner. How is this a little remote mountain village? It’s clearly a place of death!

Without any hesitation, Wu Henshui turned and fled.

But he suddenly felt a sharp pain run down his back. He was sent flying across the air. Everything grew dark as he slipped into unconsciousness.

He couldn’t react and he couldn't evade. Everything had happened in the blink of an eye!

Bathed in the setting sun, Xia Zhi, who was clad in a black cloak, came over to Wu Henshui and frowned. She found that she had failed to take her opponent’s life with her attack and was a little disappointed in herself.

Just as she was about to strike again, a burst of triumphant and cruel laughter rang in the distance.

Is Lin Xun in danger?

Xia Zhi knitted her beautiful eyebrows and swung her bone spear. With a flash, she sped towards the source of the laughter like an arrow.