Chapter 168:

Words : 1437 Updated : Oct 4th, 2025

The overlapping sword shadows, the roaring strong wind, and the blazing aura seemed to shatter the silent night. Qin Shiqing’s pupils contracted as he watched Qiao Mu approaching at an astonishing speed. The strong wind blowing past made Wan Ronghua’s guards stumble as he rushed towards them. The so-called guards and servants of the Wan family were mostly people who were just paid to do their job. They were okay with going along for an easy task, but when it came to fighting desperately, they didn’t seem as interested. At this moment, including the spiritual refining guards and servants of the Wan family, they all involuntarily slowed their pace, as if the strong wind had made them stumble. Qin Shiqing’s heart sank slightly as the intuition of being a first-ranking practitioner in the Spiritual Refining Period warned him frantically! It’s impossible to resist! "Did they use some kind of powerful forbidden technique similar to the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method? But the power of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method isn’t that extreme…" Although he was a first-ranking practitioner, his strengths didn’t lie in his physical body or internal strength. Though stronger than an ordinary fourth-ranking practitioner, his strength was still limited. Once hit directly by the current Qiao Mu, even if it was just a collision, his body would probably be crushed under the immense force… Qin Shiqing’s pupils contracted. In the blink of an eye, he became even calmer than before, with thoughts racing through his mind. Spirit Refining martial artists can be considered as the top 3rd rank because they are stronger than ordinary martial artists. Even if there isn’t much difference in physical strength and the level of internal strength, Spirit Refining martial artists can rely on their powerful "spirit" to perform precise moves on the tip of a sword, achieving a level of finesse that is difficult for ordinary martial artists to reach. All martial arts in the world are invincible, only speed can’t be broken! While this is indeed a correct principle, how are martial artists any different from those powerful beasts if they are only fast and strong? "No matter how powerful a move is, if it doesn’t hit, it’s all for nothing!" This thought brushed through Qin Shiqing’s mind, and in his mind flashed the battle that took place in the market a few days ago. Actually, he was also at the market at that time, but he stayed hidden and didn’t participate. He saw how the 90-year-old Qiao Shuanglin exhibited astonishing speed and strength, how he was repeatedly frozen by the techniques of cultivator Dao Xu without even touching her, and how he ended up in pieces. With a thought, Qin Shiqing’s whole body surged with boiling energy and blood. He stomped heavily on the ground, revealing a self-sacrificing forbidden technique. "Red Blood Skill！" Instead of trying to fight back, he tried to dodge using the keen intuition of the best martial artist. But although he reacted quickly, there was no one in the world like Qiao Mu, who repeatedly used the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method many times, reaching the highest level of mastery. This was the first time Qin Shiqing used the explosive forbidden skill called Red Blood Skill. Although he had no hesitation in his heart, he was still a little slower. Qiao Mu’s figure was like a giant eagle, stirring up a strong wind in the darkness of night, and suddenly he was there! In the blink of an eye, Qin Shiqing twisted his body to dodge with all his strength as Qiao Mu swung his sword towards his chest. Just as the long sword was about to strike his chest, Qin Shiqing took a deep breath, and his bones made a clicking sound. Surprisingly, his chest slightly caved in. The long sword didn’t hit Qin Shiqing directly, but its sharp blade left a long bloody mark on his chest, and the powerful force made Qin Shiqing fly backward for over ten meters. At the same time, there was a muffled sound. Qiao Mu’s arm, holding the sword, was bleeding profusely, making it almost impossible for him to hold the sword steady. Qin Shiqing tiptoed, leaving long marks on the ground as he dragged his feet. He took a moment to catch his breath, and his chest, which had sunk before, returned to its normal state, rising and falling rapidly. The wound on his chest wasn’t fatal, but combined with the aftermath of the powerful Red Blood Skill he had just used, he was feeling unwell, with weak energy and blood. Interestingly, Qiao Mu’s injuries were worse than his own. Even though Qiao Mu was the one attacking and Qin Shiqing couldn’t fight back, it was Qiao Mu who was more severely injured. His arm was bleeding heavily, hanging limply, and he couldn’t stop panting. "Is my current body unable to withstand the complete release of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method? Is one strike all I have?" Qiao Mu thought to himself. With the brief burst of power, his immense internal strength was equivalent to five hundred years of intensive training. This far exceeded the limits of an average person and even surpassed what this physical body could endure. With just one attack, the arm that held the sword suffered severe damage to the meridians, causing it to hang weakly. His entire meridian system had also been greatly damaged. As Qiao Mu’s understanding and proficiency with the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method deepened, the power of his explosions grew stronger, but so did the damage to his own body. "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method, Red Moon Burning Blood Technique, activate!" Qiao Mu kept walking without stopping, ignoring his injuries and taking a deep breath, he pounced again. Even though his body was badly damaged now and he couldn’t exert as much strength as before, as long as his moves could hit, it shouldn’t be a problem to kill this Qin Shiqing. Qin Shiqing frowned secretly as well. Sёarch* The nôᴠel Fire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. He didn’t plan to confront Qiao Mu head-on, even though he believed he still had the strength to fight against him. However, he didn’t intend to risk his life fighting in this Mansion just to help Wan Ronghua. "A noble person doesn’t stand beneath a precarious wall.." he cast a sidelong glance and looked at the steward "Luohan" who was observing the battle on one side. This Luohan is not his subordinate thug, but a guardian who has greater strength than him. Qin Shiqing is usually unable to command him. But now that things had come to this point, as a guardian, Luohan naturally couldn’t just stand by and watch Qin Shiqing being in a dangerous situation. Under the moonlight, Luohan took a step forward, standing in front of Qin Shiqing. His face was cold and stern, his chest straight, and his whole body muscles seemed like they were made of iron, with a faint yellow glow under the moonlight. He didn’t say a lot, but just stretched out his big hand like a fan and stopped Qiao Mu. There was a loud thud. Qiao Mu was originally going to throw a punch forward with one hand, but the palm of the punch made him feel as if he had slammed into a solid iron wall. The tremendous force of the impact caused Qiao Mu to stumble back, his arm twisted and deformed, blood gushing from his whole body, and the lingering effects of the secret technique quickly erupted. The strong and sturdy body of Luohan, resembling an iron tower, trembled slightly. He looked down at his thick palm and absentmindedly placed that hand behind his back. "Another one… when will this end?" Qiao Mu was covered in blood, finally collapsing and sitting on the ground. This short and intense fight was exhausting, he fought fiercely repeatedly, and had already reached his limits. But along with him, another person also fell. Wan Ronghua’s forehead was bleeding, with a sharp stone hanging on his forehead, he looked confused, blood covered his face, before he could react, he had already fallen to the ground. Qiao Mu didn’t forget, the purpose of tonight’s mission was to kill Wan Ronghua. While the guards around were busy and no one was watching, he seemed to attack with all his might, but he always had some of his energy focused on Wan Ronghua. Now, he can consider his mission accomplished and retire. "Haha, I’m going to die again." Qiao Mu smiled faintly, closed his eyes, and passed away.

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