Thunder Martial

“Ha ha ha!” His brother’s corpse was besides him, but at this moment, w.a.n.g Xiong wasn’t angry, instead he was laughing.

“Is it funny?” Zi Chen looked at w.a.n.g Xiong.

“Of course, it is very funny. Your zhen qi has now been exhausted, I want to see what method you will use to deal with me. What an idiot, so what if you comprehended the Thunderbolt Finger, without any zhen qi, you’re just like a tiger without it’s fangs.” w.a.n.g Xiong grinned fiendishly as he got ready to strike.

“Seeing you made me think of someone.” The corners of Zi Chen’s mouth had a hint of ridicule. “Zhao Can, was the same as you, didn’t care about his brother’s life, only himself.

Just as you now. You obviously had the opportunity to make a move and save their lives, but you didn’t. You used your brothers’ life to exhaust my zhen qi as a means to kill me. The people in this world like you are trash.” Zi Chen said coldly.

“Hmph! What is this brother nonsense, we were only fellow disciples. That they could deplete your zhen qi before they died, it can be considered as their accomplishment.” w.a.n.g Xiong snorted coldly, and regarding Zi Chen’s ridicule, he was not angry at all.

“Man proposes, G.o.d disposes. Today, I will let you know that even if your scheme doesn’t have any flaw, the one that will die today is still you.”

“Cut the c.r.a.p! Accept your death.”

w.a.n.g Xiong dashed towards Zi Chen, the rank two martial technique Mountain Splitting Palm emerged, just like a blade capable of splitting a huge mountain, it repeatedly slashed towards Zi Chen.

“Peng”

Zi Chen, who had run out of zhen qi, could only use his powerful fist against the huge mountain splitting blade, which made a “Peng” explosion sound.

Zi Chen was blown away in their first exchange. Both of his fists were somewhat numb.

With just the physique of an eighth rank ferocious beast against the peak of the eighth Zhen Qi layer, Zi Chen was at a slight disadvantage.

“Ha ha! Who told you to boast? Today is the time of your death.” w.a.n.g Xiong laughed loudly as he attacked again.

“Peng!” “Peng!” “Peng!”

Under the waterfall, both of them were having a life and death battle, exchanging blows. w.a.n.g Xiong’s attacks were exceptionally swift and fierce, with every strike being fatal. His eyes were burning, he wanted to kill Zi Chen.

But Zi Chen appeared to be still very steady, and countered every strike. He seized every opportunity to attack, and would land one or two punches on w.a.n.g Xiong.

The time pa.s.sed during the battle.

w.a.n.g Xiong, who was grinning and had a face full of confidence at first, had now become solemn, which finally turned into astonishment.

“Impossible! Why is your physique so strong?!” w.a.n.g Xiong cried out astonished. He struck Zi Chen’s body with great difficulty, but it only left behind a faint mark on Zi Chen’s body.

“Peng!”

w.a.n.g Xiong’s attack landed on Zi Chen’s shoulder, but the sound of bones cracking that he expected wasn’t heard. Zi Chen’s body was too formidable, after Zi Chen withstood this attack, he sent out a punch and pushed back w.a.n.g Xiong.

“Your zhen qi is decreasing, right?” Zi Chen sneered. His azure clothes were soaked with sweat.

“You ……let me see how much strength you have left.” w.a.n.g Xiong also clenched his teeth, both of them had begun their battle again.

After a long time, w.a.n.g Xiong’s zhen qi was exhausted, he was gasping as he didn’t have the strength to continue the battle.

However, Zi Chen was just like a fish that was out of water. He had reached his limits with the depletion of his strength.

“Haha! Zi Chen, you will be the one to die now.” w.a.n.g Xiong saw that Zi Chen didn’t have any strength left. He laughed loudly, pulled out a short dagger from his back, and directed it towards Zi Chen’s chest.

However, he suddenly felt a dangerous aura from Zi Chen’s body. The Zi Chen that was completely exhausted and without any strength left just now, at this moment, he was actually beaming with energy, and his eyes were also incomparably bright.

“You will be the one to die.” Zi Chen stood up, his voice was loud, clear, full of energy, and his weak appearance disappeared.

After that, Zi Chen walked towards w.a.n.g Xiong.

“This…. This is impossible. You… You’re a monster.” w.a.n.g Xiong was holding the short dagger with a look of dread, and fear in his eyes. He watched as Zi Chen slowly approached him. He slashed the short dagger weakly, and stabbed towards Zi Chen’s chest.

“Puff.”

The short dagger instead stabbed into w.a.n.g Xiong’s chest and blood quickly flowed out. When the short dagger was pulled out, a stream of blood shot out from the chest.
[It feels like there is a paragraph missing in the original. It does say that w.a.n.g Xiong was stabbing towards Zi Chen, and then the next paragraph says the dagger was stabbed into w.a.n.g Xiong’s chest. Looks like Vengeful Spirit used Netherswap.]

“Hmph, so useless, could only hold on until I reached my limit just once.” Zi Chen sneered, he threw away the short dagger to the side, he did not care about the blood that was sprayed onto his body, and searched the dead body.

“This motherf.u.c.ker! He was at the peak of the eighth Zhen Qi layer, yet he was actually so poor. He didn’t even have a single Zhen Qi Pill.” After the fruitless search, Zi Chen was very depressed. Afterwards, Zi Chen took w.a.n.g Xiong’s token.

On the token a ‘5’ appeared.

“He was at the peak of the eighth Zhen Qi layer, yet he only had five contribution points. w.a.n.g Xiong, you are really f.u.c.king poor.” Zi Chen shook his head, his eyes were filled with contempt.

Zi Chen didn’t know that w.a.n.g Xiong’s contribution points had been used to obtain many things for w.a.n.g Meng.

Zi Chen later plundered the other two corpses, and he got a few Qi Restoration Pills and also obtained 11 contribution points. His harvest was quite good.

After he took all the contribution points, Zi Chen saw the number ‘29’ on his own token.

“29 contribution points, with one more point, they could be used to exchanged for 15 Zhen Qi Pills.” Zi Chen was very satisfied regarding this harvest.

…….

Beside the hill next to the lake, there sat an old man who held a gourd and a fishing pole.

He was very relaxed as he drank and fished.

“Uncle, how are you today?” Zi Chen returned from the depths, the bloodstains on his clothes had been washed away.

“Little brother, you haven’t left.” When the old man saw Zi Chen, his muddy eyes actually lit up.

“No, I will return to the sect tomorrow.” Zi Chen said with a light smile, and he arrived in front of the old man. After he discovered that there wasn’t any fish in the fish basket, Zi Chen then removed his clothes and jumped into the lake.

“Uncle, your fishing isn’t as fast as my speed of catching fish.” After Zi Chen jumped into the lake, he caught several fishes swiftly, and then arrived at the sh.o.r.e. He placed the fish in the fish basket.

In an instant, there were 7 to 8 big fishes in the fish basket.

“Little brother, what are you doing? This old man can’t eat so many fish.”

“Uncle, if you can’t eat them all, then you can raise them at home. I will return to the sect tomorrow, there are violent beasts in this forest so you must be more careful. I caught a few more fishes for you, therefore you should eat sparingly, some time later I will come again.” Zi Chen caught two more fishes.

Beside the bonfire, Zi Chen sat together with the old man, and they were chatting whilst eating the grilled fish. It was still about the previous matters they had discussed, they seemed to have talked about them several times.

He told the old man about the matters that had happened in the sect, including the excrement throwing, and the old man had told him some other interesting things.

Whilst having fun, they both laughed loudly.

There was a lot of wine in the gourd. Each person took a swig of wine each, they drank whilst chatting. Because he was weak against alcohol. Zi Chen was soon drunk..

“Little fellow, you’re not bad, ah!” A trace of appreciation could be seen in the old man’s eyes as he looked at Zi Chen, who was sleeping soundly by the bonfire. He then arrived by the lake and ,poured the fish from the bamboo basket into the lake. Carried the empty bamboo basket and the fishing rod, whilst carrying a wine gourd on his back as he walked towards the foot of the mountain.

His steps were slow, but were firm and powerful.

Early next morning, Zi Chen became sober, and he felt some headache.

“Oh, I drank too much yesterday. This wine is really not a good thing.” Zi Chen rubbed his head unceasingly, he suddenly discovered that there was something missing.

“Uncle?” Zi Chen sobered. Yesterday he had said that he wanted to accompany the old man back.

“Did the old man return already? I don’t know if he left at daytime or nighttime. Not good, I have to go and take a look, what if some accident had happened?” Zi Chen descended the mountain. He saw a wooden hut from afar, and there was a bamboo basket hanging outside the hut.

“Um, it seems that he returned safely, I should also go back to the sect.” Zi Chen felt relieved. He turned around and walked in the direction of the sect.

……

In Ling Wu Sect, the matter about Zi Chen had already spread.

Senior brother w.a.n.g Xiong had found the trail of Zi Chen, he brought some people and went personally. Zi Chen’s life and death had been determined when w.a.n.g Xiong left the sect.

After Lin Xue heard this news, her face turned pale, and she hurriedly looked for Su Mengyao, but the opposite party actually shook her head helplessly. She said: “I don’t have any means. Because I don’t even know Zi Chen’s location.”

Lin Xue returned dejectedly, she arrived at the outside of the sect unknowingly, there she saw w.a.n.g Meng.

w.a.n.g Meng was standing in the distance, he seemed to be waiting for something.

“Hmph!” Lin Xue snorted angrily, w.a.n.g Meng was naturally waiting for w.a.n.g Xiong, therefore Lin Xue also waited at the other side, waiting for Zi Chen to return.

A moment later, Miao Kong also got the news, compared with Lin Xue’s solemn expression, Miao Kong was a lot calmer.

“Is Zi Chen still your friend, don’t you worry at all?” The anxious Lin Xue couldn’t help but complain.

Miao Kong smiled and said: “Of course I’m worried, but it isn’t necessary to show worries on the face. When Zi Chen returned that day, he should have already expected this, but he still chose to return. Therefore, he chose to face it head on. so being anxious is useless.”

“Hmph! I think that you don’t care about him, you’re not his friend. I also heard the matter about Zhao Can, you are the same as Zhao Can.” Lin Xue’s words were very blunt.

Miao Kong wasn’t angry, rather, he just smiled.

“What’s wrong? I was right? Go, you weren’t his friend, you go away.” Lin Xue wanted to drive Miao Kong away.

Miao Kong’s light smile turned into a forced smile. Facing the unreasonable demand of Lin Xue, he only said: “Okay, I am also worried about Zi Chen, but his fortune shows that he doesn’t look like a short lived person, therefore I believe that he will return.”

“Pei” Lin Xue spat and said: “You’re a cultivator, but you still believe these nonsensical things.”

Although she said she doesn’t believe that, but in Lin Xue’s heart, she actually felt comforted when she recalled carefully. Zi Chen didn’t seem like a short lived person, although Lin Xue didn’t really understand what exactly fortune telling was.

Miao Kong shrugged and smiled lightly.

“Zi Chen is bound to die this time. You can stop dreaming. My big brother led Lin Chuan and the others, even if he had ten lives, he would still die.”

From the distance, w.a.n.g Meng heard their chatting voices, he could not help but pour cold water on them.

“Nonsense, your brother is the one who will die.” Lin Xue said furiously.

“Ha ha ha……”

w.a.n.g Meng laughed loudly, looked at the angry Lin Xue, and asked back: “In the Ling Wu Sect, who can kill my big brother? Just a trivial Zi Chen, he doesn’t even match to carry my brother’s shoes. You said that Zi Chen will kill my big brother, do you even believe your own words?”

“Uh” Lin Xue was startled, she became speechless from w.a.n.g Meng lash. She thought that if Zi Chen was able to survive, that would depend on whether w.a.n.g Xiong was able to discover him.

“Ha ha ha, not even you believe your own words, who will believe them?” w.a.n.g Meng laughed loudly, he laughed unrestrainedly and carefree, because the doubt that was caused by Lin Mi before he died, had already vanished.

However at this time, a familiar and indifferent voice actually resounded, “Believe. Why don’t you believe? You must know that in this boundless universe, there is no lack of strange things.”