Is this what it feels like to be unlucky?
When Lu Dayou first had his breakthrough, his heart was extremely confident. He dared to talk national law with the Seeking Death Taoist merely because he was only one realm away.
But as a result, he was swatted away by the opponent in an instant.
In midair, he saw Han Yu climbing over the wall, covered his face in shame, and crashed into a residential house.
"Such a strong old sloven!"
Han Yu saw it clearly, the Seeking Death Taoist just waved his hand and sent the person flying.
"Great opportunity! In this situation, Young Master Xiao will definitely want pills," Glass said mischievously.
Han Yu rolled his eyes, "Are you sure I can walk in there alive to talk business?"
"Just tell me if you want his fire series divine techniques?" Glass asked in a childish voice.
Han Yu gritted his teeth, "Then I'll think of a way."
In the inner courtyard, the Seeking Death Taoist floated over to Xiao Shui, his expression indifferent, the Xiao Family members were as silent as cicadas in winter, only Xiao Shui stood strong to confront him.
He looked miserable, his figure swayed, but his eyes showed determination, "Bullying the weak with the strong, you can't be considered a respectable person."
"Since ancient times, the weak are prey to the strong."
As the Seeking Death Taoist spoke, he reached out and raised Xiao Shui into the air from afar.
The intense feeling of suffocation surged like a tide, Xiao Shui's face turned red, his limbs struggled in vain, and he gradually felt powerless.
Han Yu's heart was anxious at the sight, and just then Lu Dayou crawled out from a pile of rubble, his sky-blue brocade robe stained with blood on half of its hem.
After a bitter smile in place, he flew up once again towards the inner courtyard.
"Senior, please stop!"
With a shout of reprimand, Lu Dayou landed beside Xiao Shui, punched through the air, and the invisible grip holding Xiao Shui instantly dissolved.
After hitting the ground, Xiao Shui gasped desperately, having walked to the edge of death, he now looked at the Seeking Death Taoist with eyes that wished to devour him alive.
"For the sake of your sect, I spare your life, step back."
The Seeking Death Taoist frowned at the reappearance of Lu Dayou.
Lu Dayou sighed and shook his head, "Besides being a cultivator, I am also a guardian, it's really hard to retreat."
The Seeking Death Taoist's face turned cold, no longer intending to show mercy, he took a step and an Autumn Water Sword appeared in his hand.
Lu Dayou dared not be careless and retreated one step, raising his blade, the old Taoist merely slashed downwards from the air, a majestic Sword Qi slashed vehemently, looking at this intimidating Sword Qi, even the aftermath might collapse half a residence, Lu Dayou gritted his teeth and first launched Xiao Shui into the air with a foot.
The longsword roared, buzzing, the next moment, Lu Dayou gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and swung his blade, "Dragon's Return."
A Blade Qi transformed into a green dragon, resolutely charging forward, only to see Blade and Sword Qi interweaving, the green dragon gradually withering.
In just a few moments, amidst a fierce roar, the green dragon completely dissipated.
Without the obstruction of the green dragon, the Sword Qi engulfed Lu Dayou, forming a whirlwind in the field, tearing constantly.
Under the strong tearing force, the blue bricks were swept up and crushed, the surrounding eaves blown down...
Han Yu quietly grabbed Xiao Shui, who was kicked to the corner, and dragged him out of the battlefield without looking back.
"It's you!"
Seeing Han Yu, a strong desire rose in Xiao Shui's heart.
"Do you still have any pills, as long as I can take revenge, I am not afraid of any side effects."
Before Han Yu could speak, Xiao Shui, already appearing crazed, pulled himself up clutching him.
"I told you, the child of fate needs pills," Glass said proudly.
"Are you certain you're not afraid of any side effects?"
Han Yu confirmed again and again because just seeing Glass' pills this time made him afraid.
West River Pill of ten years: After taking this pill, you gain the achievement of ten-year cultivation. Side effects: cost ten years of Qi Fortune.
"Are you sure this Young Master Xiao can still live after ten years of Qi Fortune, with the previous three years, that's thirty-nine years of bad luck."
This is almost half a lifetime.
Glass replied in a childish voice of discontent, "Young Master Xiao, these types blessed by Qi Fortune are called children of destiny, they are the least afraid of Qi Fortune backlash, at most they're just unlucky, they won't die."
"So your pill takes away all his remaining Qi Fortune in one go?"
Han Yu's expression was odd, seeing how Glass had been sharpening its knife along the way, now it's not just harvesting crops, it's uprooting the entire plant.
"The rule of the Glazed Bottle is that you cannot seize something from nothing, every pill is born under fair conditions, I do not take, I exchange," the childish voice retorted unhappily.
Han Yu then turned to Xiao Shui and asked again, "After spending ten years of Qi Fortune, you will get a decade of future cultivation, are you still willing to consume it?"
Xiao Shui reached out his hand with a calm face, "Consume!"
As he blandly swallowed the pill, a heart-palpitating fluctuation emanated from him as the center.
"What is his realm?"
Han Yu felt an aura scarier than that of the Seeking Death Taoist and couldn't help but ask Glass.
"Half-Step Transcendence."
When Xiao Shui opened his eyes again, his entire aura had become extremely cold, he nodded slightly at Han Yu and then vanished instantly, without any trace of movement.
Inside the courtyard, the whirlwind stopped, Lu Dayou's clothes were completely shattered, the whole person looked as if he had been soaked in blood.
The gap of one realm was incredibly vast.
The old Taoist's expression was indifferent, and he casually swung another sword.
This sword, Lu Dayou no longer had the strength to block!
"Enough!"
With a soft shout, Xiao Shui appeared gracefully, facing the incoming Sword Qi, he punched out.
The punch wind surged like sea waves, merely a touch, and the Sword Qi disintegrated.
"How is it possible."
The always calm old Taoist's expression changed color for the first time.
How could someone's cultivation gap be so huge before and after?
Xiao Shui looked at the old Taoist and coldly smiled.
With a swooshing sound, a huge fist suddenly appeared in front of the Seeking Death Taoist.
In the old Taoist's eyes, the fist magnified continuously, his face horrified as he wished to dodge, only to freeze, as if nailed to the spot.
"Wha... what's happening?"
The old Taoist panicked, and the next moment, the fist pounded, "Ah!" with a miserable scream, he was like a sandbag being punched into the sky.
Xiao Shui stood aside, his gaze slightly cold, as a scorching aura continuously rose from him.
Roar!
Four fire dragons instantly appeared from his body and spiraled upwards.
The old Taoist looked horrified, struggling to stabilize his figure in midair, with a piercing scream, "Bright King Unmoving Body."
His hands quickly sealed, True Essence draining continuously, a mysterious aura flowed constantly around him.
The fire dragons arrived in an instant, tearing and biting around him, he merely held on for a moment before spitting blood broke his Unmoving Body.
The flames burned continuously, only the sound of constant screams echoed, in a short moment, a pitch-black body crashed hard to the ground, also heavily striking everyone's nerves.
All around were expressions of shock, especially Wang Xuannan, whose face was extremely pale,
"That day, you humiliated me, today, you brought people to the Xiao Family, slaughtering my clan, destroying most of the Xiao Family, you deserve to die."
Having dealt with the old Taoist, Xiao Shui turned his gaze to the half-dead Wang Xuannan.
"No... please, don't..."
Wang Xuannan trembled all over, begging for mercy, only to see a Divine Fire suddenly descend, a fiery figure in agony emitting terrifying shrieks...