My Cultivation Starting from Archery Chapter 201 - 139: Spell Kills, Heavenly Book and Strange We

He circulated the energy through the ridians in his body, using a special evasive technique to gather spiritual energy into his right arm, palm, and finally above his fingertips in the void, where he ford an extrely tiny, elusive sword shadow, not much larger than a sewing needle.

"Done!"

Chen Sansi dispelled the sword shadow.

He could feel that even his Vajra Body would be pierced by a single sword thrust. There was no need to further test its power; even the lowest-level spell could kill a Martial Artist at the ridian Passage Realm.

And the spiritual energy within him was limited.

Chen Sansi estimated that after one full-powered strike, the Qingxuan Energy he had slowly accumulated inside would almost be depleted, and he would need to absorb spirit sand again to regather it; it was not sothing to be used frivolously.

Having achieved great success, he saw that the ti was about right, so he descended the mountain at the fastest speed and t up with Qian Xun at the foot of the mountain.

...

"Young Master, I take my leave!"

Yin Hanwen finally bowed deeply and then got into a carriage, slowly disappearing into the horizon under the escort of seven or eight attendants.

About half an hour later, he spoke, "Elder Wei, it’s about ti. Return now, hide until it gets dark, then proceed with the killings. Rember, don’t spare a single mber of the family! Is everything ready?"

"Here it is."

Wei Gong took out the Vajra Pestle, "After killing soone, the Witch God Sect uses this to extract Heart Blood, but... Young Master, he is after all a disciple of Supervisor Sun. Are you truly not worried about the irreversible consequences?"

"Hesitation leads to failure!"

Yin Hanwen spoke vehently, "Elder Wei, he has a better constitution than even I do, and he is guided by a Supervisor. If the Young Master can’t take over his resources, there’s a high probability that he will beco a Martial Saint, or even higher!

"Moreover, judging by how forcefully he killed Wen Qiushi, do you think he would let off in the future?

"If we don’t kill him now, when will we?!

"Besides, this isn’t just about personal revenge; killing him will remove any obstacles for the Young Master in the Northern Territory, which will benefit the court greatly when he takes control of the military."

"I understand."

Wei Gong sighed, "Young Master, if I don’t co back before nightfall, don’t stay in the carriage any longer, you must flee this place on horseback at full speed."

"Elder Wei, you an..."

Yin Hanwen worriedly said, "But to kill soone of Great Success of Refining, there shouldn’t be any risk, right?"

"Don’t worry, my Young Master. Even if there is a risk, I alone will bear it, and I won’t involve the Young Master or the Young Lord."

Wei Gong, without another word, mounted a fast horse and rode back the way he had co, his silhouette filled with determination.

Killing was easy, but leaving the city was hard!

Should he alarm the City Guard Army and be unable to escape, he would naturally destroy his face and commit suicide.

He was a man of Jianghu.

Having received many favors from the Yin family over the years that led to his current status, dying for the Yin family would make his death worthwhile.

"Elder Wei..."

Yin Hanwen watched until he could no longer see the other party, then he relaxed and closed the curtains of the carriage.

Elder Wei had watched him grow up from a child, and their bond was very deep; he had even taught him Martial Arts, making him almost like a ntor. If sothing really happened, he would indeed have difficulty letting go.

"But even so, it’s worth it!"

Yin Hanwen steeled his heart and closed his eyes to wait for good news.

He spoke, "Old Zhang, tell a story."

The coachman, Old Zhang, who had also accompanied him throughout his growth, had even specifically learned storytelling to amuse him.

"Alright!"

Old Zhang’s voice bood as he started with a poem to set the scene.

"Reciting tales and acting out plays to advise people... Good or evil, in the end there is retribution, the moral path in the world is vast and changing!"

"Last ti, the story reached..."

All the way wobbling, Yin Hanwen unconsciously fell into a deep sleep.

Until a certain mont, the world suddenly beca extrely quiet, even the carriage stopped moving, and only the chirping of birds on either side of the official road could be heard by his ears.

"Old Zhang, why did you stop narrating?"

Silence.

"Where have we arrived? Has Elder Wei returned?"

Still no one responded.

Find exclusive stories on .Côm

"I am asking you a question!"

"Young master, run—"

A hoarse voice of warning sounded, striking Yin Hanwen like a bolt of lightning; he swiftly grabbed the Mystical Weapon Iron Sword next to him and jumped out of the carriage.

Looking around, within the desolate hills and wild ridges, dead bodies were everywhere!

His eight guards had silently died, each of their hearts pierced by a sharp arrow.

In fact, Old Zhang, who was in the Great Success of Refining Realm, was the last to die, falling beside the carriage, using his body to shield several sharp arrows for him, the shout also ca from him.

"Who!"

While Yin Hanwen was imnsely frightened, he firmly grasped the Treasure Sword in his hand.

"Buzz!"

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing the air reached his ears, and he hurriedly attempted to block, only to be knocked back by the terrifying impact, his Treasure Sword flying from his hand.

No match for his opponent!

"It’s you!"

The mont he fell to the ground, Yin Hanwen finally saw the attacker clearly.

Holding a long spear, with a bow on his back, who else could it be!

"You... you have reached Hua Jin?!"

Yin Hanwen stared wide-eyed, montarily even forgetting to be afraid.

The Princely Heir had not hesitated to use his life span to enhance his cultivation, barely reaching Hua Jin, but this kid, how did he do it? Even with the Transformation and Mysterious Body, it shouldn’t be possible!

Chen Sansi didn’t waste a word, about to take his life, when a huge rock was thrown at him.

"Bang"

With one strike of the long spear, the rock was shattered to pieces.

A shadow darted past, whisking Yin Hanwen away.

"Elder Wei? How did you co back!"

Yin Hanwen exclaid in delighted surprise.

"This kid knew we were going to kill him, so he invited Rong Yanqiu to his ho beforehand."

Wei Gong spoke gravely, "I was wondering why I didn’t see him, to think he would dare to co here and strike first, truly a clever and courageous move, but, you underestimate too much!"

"Chen Sansi, there’s a path in heaven that you wouldn’t take, and no door into hell, yet you co seeking it by yourself!"

Yin Hanwen grinned viciously, "In the city, we had our reservations, but here, you will die without a burial place, Elder Wei, kill him! Elder Wei? Wei..."

Just then, a flash of silver streaked past.

He barely saw what it was, when Wei Gong, who had small achievent in the ridian Passage Realm, fell straight down, a red dot appearing on his forehead, trails of blood slowly spilling out like a spiderweb across his face.