Academy Mountain Path.
"Finally passed those two mountain paths." Ji Rucheng, with a bushy beard, let out a sigh of relief, recalling the two places he had just traversed, his vigilance slightly eased.
He was truly frightened; failing twice in a row left him excessively embarrassed. Not only did he lose face in front of Senior Brother Huang's close disciples, but more importantly, he sensed Senior Brother Huang's gradually distancing attitude.
He couldn't even handle the simple task of collecting Qi-Blood Powder from the Chores Disciples.
If he were truly abandoned by Senior Brother Huang, he would completely lose the opportunity to advance to an elite disciple.
Clutching the signal stick in his pocket once more, he no longer kept it constantly in his hand to avoid detection by any potential assailants.
"If he comes again, I'll first feign cooperation. Then quietly release the signal stick and wait for the aid of the senior brothers. Moreover, Senior Brother Huang has other arrangements; surely, that person would be cautious and dare not come again."
Walking on the tranquil mountain path, a stout figure suddenly appeared ahead of Ji Rucheng, leisurely strolling along the path. That person was carrying a lantern, shining it towards him from afar.
"Who goes there?" The person asked in a low and gruff voice towards Ji Rucheng.
Ji Rucheng relaxed inwardly: "It's the patrolling senior brother!"
With an elite patrolling disciple present, he had some security in this area.
The figure gradually approached, placing the lantern in front, the light making Ji Rucheng squint slightly. But Ji Rucheng dared not speak much, seeing the swiftly approaching figure, he quickly lowered his head in a bow: "Greetings, Patrol Senior Brother."
"Mm." The low voice acknowledged briefly, without further words. Just moved the lantern closer to his face, seemingly wanting to see his appearance clearly.
Ji Rucheng raised his head, only to find the lantern's light blindingly bright, letting him almost feel the hot air from within the lantern. At this moment, a cloud drifted by, veiling the moonlit clarity, making the visitor's appearance not quite visible.
He didn't dare to take a closer look.
"Reporting to Senior Brother, today I distributed Qi-Blood Powder. According to Senior Brother Huang's request, I just finished distributing Qi-Blood Powder to numerous disciples. Since there were many disciples, it took a bit of time, and I just finished. Heh heh!" Ji Rucheng laughed dryly twice.
He pulled out Senior Brother Huang's reputation, figuring the elite disciples in the Dan Medicine Hall area would somewhat respect that.
"Robbed twice, right?" the low voice asked.
"Yes. Thanks to Senior Brother for looking after me today, it surely won't happen again." Ji Rucheng's face flushed with embarrassment, but facing the elite disciple, he dared not show any resentment, quickly complimenting.
"Heh!" The stout figure chuckled lightly.
"Thank you, Senior Brother, for your help, but Senior Brother Huang is waiting for me to report back, so please allow me to leave." Ji Rucheng dared not say more, hastily taking his leave.
"Wait!" Unexpectedly, the stout figure spoke again, "How do you know it won't happen again?"
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Ji Rucheng heard the question, and his mind went blank.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind: "Senior Brother, you!"
The low voice spoke again: "Moonlight Violent Dragon!"
"That's it!!!"
In Ji Rucheng's terrified eyes, a palm shadow rapidly enlarged in his pupils.
The palm strike was as swift as lightning, reaching him in an instant.
Smack!
Ji Rucheng wanted to dodge, but his body behaved like a frightened chick, shrinking back, his hands stiff, completely uncontrollable. In the end, he could only clench his fists, close his eyes tightly, tucking his neck to endure the sudden blow.
"Ah~!" The pain's stimulation made him involuntarily scream aloud.
Like a rolling stone hitting his face, Ji Rucheng only felt a stinging pain in his eyes, aching in his nasal and oral cavities, rapidly stimulating his sensory nerves, as if his facial features had deformed.
Thud!
Another sound of fist hitting flesh erupted, ending Ji Rucheng's cry abruptly.
The stout figure quickly moved closer to the fallen Ji Rucheng, skilfully locating the porcelain bottle filled with Qi-Blood Powder.
"This is bad! It's Ji Rucheng."
While the figure swiftly fetched the porcelain bottle, afar, Adah and Adaer, trailing Ji Rucheng, exchanged glances upon hearing the sound, simultaneously realizing.
Ji Rucheng got robbed again!
"You send the signal, I'll hold him off!" Adah swiftly instructed, his body rapidly channeling Qi-Blood, his legs exerting force, and with one swift step, rushed forward. The flying dirt beneath his feet hadn't settled before he vanished from sight.
Bang~~! Boom!
A brilliant firework exploded in the night sky.
With the firework's explosion, the scattered lights roaming the mountain path suddenly halted, then hastily rushed towards the spot of the firework explosion, their speed incredible. If seen by ordinary people, those little lights seemed to stretch into a flowing light, swiftly darting through the mountain forests.
Meanwhile, the figure who just pocketed the porcelain bottle, upon seeing the fierce firework in the night sky, suddenly felt a pang in his heart.
If these tails are not cleared, this matter will never be peaceful.
He stood up, stomped out the burning lantern beside him, and quickly headed towards the firework's location.
Not long after, two figures stood afar in the woods, facing each other.
"Dark Night Hungry Wolf? Or Midnight Tiger?" Adah looked at the silhouette standing by the low shrub ahead, the surging Qi-Blood like a beacon, causing his steps to slow down gradually.
Until the distance was suitable, then he exerted force underfoot, and with another burst, charged fiercely towards that silhouette.
"You're too chatty!" The stout figure lightly scolded, likewise accelerating.
Wild Ox Shakes the Mountain!
The two figures collided intensely.
"Hah!"
Adah suddenly spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood, his eyes filled with shock. They had just exchanged blows, and the opponent's boundless Qi-Blood left him with disbelief that someone's Qi-Blood could be so overpowering.
This person is beyond my ability to contend!
"Stall! Stall until the patrolling disciples arrive!" Adah's eyes were filled with gloom.
As Adah pondered in his heart.
The stout figure, however, felt assured.
"Weak!"
Wild Ox Shakes the Mountain, using this straightforward and fierce method, confronting head-on, if the Qi-Blood is inferior, the weaker naturally retreats.
The gap in Qi-Blood between Adah and him was too vast; right after unleashing his Great Achievement Realm Qi-Blood power, he discovered that this person couldn't even withstand a single hit.
The next strike would render him unable to fight back.
Four-step Instant Water!
In a flash, the stout figure launched another assault on Adah. His right fist, like a dragon, carried a humming airflow, savagely smashing towards Adah across from him.
"Boom!"
Originally planning to buy time and adapt, Adah hadn't expected this person to be even faster than before. In an instant, he forcibly suppressed the surging blood within his chest, crossing his arms to block the incoming fist.
However, he vastly underestimated his opponent's punch strength and impact. When the punch landed, he felt like tofu casually swatted apart by someone, instantly losing consciousness.
Adah's silhouette cut through the air, crashing into a row of trees behind, carrying swirling dust, scraping a fresh dirt mark on the ground, eventually stopping under a bush, unconscious.
Only blood mixed with foam continuously seeped from his mouth, signifying he still clung to life by a thread.
"Terrifying, utterly terrifying!"
This scene, reflected in Adaer's eyes, left him incomparably shocked. The inner fear caused his pupils to involuntarily dilate, seemingly losing focus.
"Hmm? Someone's on the right!" As the stout figure was about to rise and leave, his ears twitched slightly, seemingly hearing the rapid pounding of a heart.
"Quickly settle it; otherwise, attracting the elite patrolling disciples will surely expose me! Now he's already on guard, approaching silently is nearly impossible, so I'll do it like this."
Aware of the person's presence, the stout figure slowly withdrew.
Adaer, hiding behind the trees, witnessing the two strikes that felled Adah, thought to himself.
"This person is so powerful! I'm definitely no match."
Adah's miserable state vividly in his mind, his heartbeat pounded vigorously.
Watching this scene made him take a deep breath, yet he dared not make any move.
After waiting for a while without a sound from the person.
Peeking out from behind the tree trunk, seeing the person quietly disappearing, Adaer hesitated slightly.
He feared trailing this person might expose his tracks, leading to either death or severe injury.
Watching the already vanished figure, Adaer couldn't help but grit his teeth.
"The person hasn't discovered my presence yet; if I quietly follow behind and discover his identity, I can leave the rest to Senior Brother Huang. Moreover, upon discovering him, Senior Brother Huang would surely reward generously."
"Fortune favors the bold, famine the timid. Do it!" Steeling his heart, Adaer hurried out from behind the tree, chasing in the direction the silhouette disappeared.