Immortality System: Cultivating with Girls -
Chapter 77 - 75: I Can Give You a Chance
Chapter 77: Chapter 75: I Can Give You a Chance
"Someone’s here!"
Wen Zhixing’s heart tensed instantly.
Just now, he had extracted Fortune Fragments from Wang Shouzhen twice.
There was one more extraction he had not yet done, and unexpectedly, there was a reaction at this moment.
He was walking on a narrow mountain path, with no one to his left or right.
That meant it was highly likely someone was waiting for him inside his own house.
A home invasion, huh? Last time it was Qiu Yinger, who could it be this time?
"Extract the Fortune Fragment."
With a thought, Wen Zhixing directly obtained the Fortune Fragment.
He wanted to see who it really was.
[Blue Fortune Fragment +1.]
[Blue Fortune Fragment (3/3) has been collected, no synthesis required, you may obtain one of the following fortunes:]
[1. Obtain Divine Ability: Thousand-faced Illusion Body.]
[2. Obtain 50 Fortune Points.]
[3. Obtain the fortune belonging to Ning Qingzhong.]
"Ning Qingzhong?"
The name was somewhat unfamiliar, but Wen Zhixing eventually recalled it.
This person was one of the three male disciples who had followed Ning Shan that day.
On the way back, Zhang Tiancheng had specifically mentioned the names of the three men.
Is he here for revenge?
Wen Zhixing frowned.
He didn’t understand.
No, that shouldn’t be it. These people shouldn’t dare to lay a hand on him. Didn’t Ning Shan warn them?
Without any change in expression, Wen Zhixing slowly started to step back.
Just then, the person lying in ambush sharply caught his subtle movement and stepped out from the darkness.
Wen Zhixing’s eyes narrowed slightly, ready for a confrontation.
However, the newcomer lifted his arm, greeting enthusiastically, "Junior Brother Wen, Junior Brother Wen."
In the moonlight, a familiar face became clearly visible.
"Senior Brother Zhang?"
Wen Zhixing was stunned; the person appearing before him turned out to be Zhang Tiancheng.
It wasn’t Ning Qingzhong?
"Junior Brother Wen, are you all right?" Zhang Tiancheng asked with concern, then slowly approached. "I happened to be looking for you; seeing you weren’t here, I’ve been waiting."
"So, it’s... like that..."
Wen Zhixing nodded slightly, as if relieved.
But in his heart, a complex feeling flashed.
In this world, he hardly had any friends. Zhang Tiancheng was barely half of one. Now, it looked like even this last half... might be gone...
"Junior Brother Wen, I’m glad you’re all right."
Zhang Tiancheng continued to approach, his familiar smile revealing a trace of stiffness.
Ning Qingzhong... Zhang Tiancheng...
Wen Zhixing’s thoughts raced.
Even if Ning Qingzhong had a minor grudge against him, with Ning Shan around, he wouldn’t dare make a move. If he intended to act, he wouldn’t have waited until now. Ambushing him here meant there had to be another reason. And Zhang Tiancheng was Mu Yunqing’s man. For both of them to be here simultaneously... it meant...
It looks like this Ning Qingzhong is also from the Righteous Sun Sect. Mu Yunqing ultimately couldn’t resist making a move against me after all.
Wen Zhixing sighed inwardly.
Wen Miner must have already relayed the information about his Pure Yang Body to others in the Righteous Sun Sect. Yet, Mu Yunqing still dared to act against him now. That spoke volumes. Mu Yunqing evidently still had some influence within the Righteous Sun Sect.
"Senior Brother Zhang, did you seek me out for an important matter?"
Wen Zhixing, piecing together the likely cause from the scraps of information, inquired without showing any emotion.
"Junior Brother Wen, no rush. Let’s go back to the house and talk it over slowly," Zhang Tiancheng said with a smile, stepping forward again.
However, Wen Zhixing remained standing where he was, just quietly observing him.
"Junior Brother Wen... what’s wrong...?" Seeing this, Zhang Tiancheng’s smile grew even more rigid.
"Senior Brother Zhang, truth be told, I still considered you a friend," Wen Zhixing said, shaking his head ruefully.
Zhang Tiancheng’s steps halted, his expression flickering.
"Senior Brother, I can give you an opportunity." Wen Zhixing waved his sleeve, his gaze cold.
"Junior Brother Wen, I... I..." Zhang Tiancheng’s mouth opened slightly, his face etched with struggle.
Wen Zhixing simply watched quietly.
The next moment, Zhang Tiancheng suddenly roared, "Junior Brother, don’t blame me! If you don’t die, I will!"
His right hand swiped over his Storage Belt, and a short sword instantly flashed out.
"Hmph!"
Faced with the attacking Zhang Tiancheng, Wen Zhixing frowned.
In his view, Zhang Tiancheng’s grip on the sword was awkward, and his movements were weak and powerless. Mu Yunqing sending Zhang Tiancheng to assassinate him was almost comical.
"Die!" Zhang Tiancheng roared again, but his lips moved silently.
It was as if he was saying: Junior Brother, believe me!
Wen Zhixing’s heart stirred. Could it be...
BANG!
A muffled sound erupted.
Zhang Tiancheng’s figure flew backward, a gush of blood spewing from his mouth.
A concave fist imprint appeared on his chest. The short sword in his hand was even snatched away.
"Senior Brother Zhang, you’re a bit too weak," Wen Zhixing said, retracting his fist, his face expressionless.
Both were in the Qi Movement Realm, but their strength was worlds apart.
He ignored the message Zhang Tiancheng was trying to convey; at times like this, he only trusted himself.
Even if Zhang Tiancheng had his reasons or some scheme, he simply didn’t believe him.
"Junior Brother Wen, I..." Zhang Tiancheng lay limply on the ground, his face bitter.
WHOOSH!
The sound of tearing air followed as Wen Zhixing casually threw the short sword he had just taken.
THUCK!
The short sword plunged into Zhang Tiancheng’s chest, pinning him directly to the ground.
"Junior Brother Wen..." Zhang Tiancheng’s body stiffened, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Wen Zhixing paid him no heed, merely raising his gaze to look ahead.
Still not coming out?
"Useless trash. I actually thought you might be of some use."
Just then, a low voice sounded.
A figure slowly emerged from the darkness.
The person was dressed in black and masked, the short dagger in his hand glinting coldly under the moonlight.
Though his face was hidden, Wen Zhixing already knew who it was.
Not Ning Qingzhong, but She Zhihong.
A mask could hide a face, but not the eyes. With his current visual acuity, he could see clearly even in this dim environment.
[This person is a Mysterious Might Realm cultivator. He looks at you with eyes full of murderous intent!]
The panel prompt appeared at the right moment.
"She Zhihong... a Mysterious Might Realm cultivator!"
Wen Zhixing’s expression instantly turned grim.
The Fortune Fragment he had just extracted was Ning Qingzhong’s. Now that She Zhihong had appeared, it meant the whole trio was likely present.
Mu Yunqing, you really do hold me in high regard, sending so many people to kill me.
Wen Zhixing’s eyes narrowed slightly.
At the same time, he inwardly cursed the Wonderous Palace. What are you guys doing? How are there so many spies? Your damn job is to catch them earlier!
If these men were only in the Qi Movement Realm, he wouldn’t falter even if it were one against three. But facing so many Mysterious Might Realm cultivators, he felt somewhat uncertain. After all, he hadn’t actually fought much before.
"She Zhihong, is there any point in wearing a mask? Why deceive yourself?" Wen Zhixing looked up and spoke with a smile.
"I didn’t expect you to have already stepped into the Qi Movement Realm." She Zhihong did not respond directly, his smile remained contemptuous.
He hadn’t intended to take action himself.
But he hadn’t expected Zhang Tiancheng to be so useless.
He was almost speechless. Just far too weak.
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