Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 1038 - 1037: Qing’er

Chapter 1038: Chapter 1037: Qing’er

The second brother, Santino Arellano, died a rather gruesome death, his head was smashed into his chest cavity by Yusuf Zuck.

Actually, it was also because Santino Arellano was moving too fast. When he missed his attack on Yusuf Zuck, his body was still charging forward due to inertia, and Yusuf Zuck, who had sidestepped, just slapped the top of his head, driving it into his chest with the help of that momentum, resulting in a particularly horrific demise.

"Second Brother..." Suddenly, Long Hua let out a shrill scream, as she didn’t clearly see what happened between the two of them. She only saw Santino Arellano being slapped to death by Zayden Newton, bursting his physical body.

"Whoosh～" Long Hua swiftly crossed over to face Yusuf Zuck, her gaze ferocious.

"The one who asked me to bark like a dog just now is already dead. What about you? What terms can you offer to spare my life?" Yusuf Zuck said with a smile, his words dripping with extreme irony.

In front of him, if you act tough, you’re asking to die.

"I have to admit, you are very powerful. I heard you ascended less than three years ago?" Long Hua suddenly inquired.

"What’s that to you?"

"Three years, Grade One of the Campbell Sect, a genius who surpassed the ninth grade and killed a Ninth Grade warrior... It seems you had quite the reputation in the Lower Realm," Long Hua remarked brightly.

"So what?" Yusuf Zuck’s heart stirred, and then he sneered. In these times full of monstrous talents and approaching doom, being a little extra monstrous himself wasn’t a big deal, as long as no one suspected he was Bryson Campbell.

"Not much..." Before Long Hua could finish speaking, there came a rustling sound. Someone had arrived at the Jingxing Pavilion, a very tall and beautiful woman, also with red lipstick.

This woman was wearing a red cape, looking bold and heroic. Upon entering, she paused and took a deep breath.

"One’s already dead? So soon?" The newcomer was none other than the Seed Hall’s Qing Er, the lady with a somewhat ambiguous relationship with Dillon Meskill.

"Long Hua has met Senior Sister Qing," Long Hua said with great surprise, promptly rushing to pay respects with a bow as soon as she recognized the red-lipped woman.

"Have you fought him yet or not?" Qing Er waved her hand and asked.

"Not yet." Long Hua shook her head gravely, "I’m probably not his match. He killed Santino Arellano with just two moves."

"Very well, very well, our Campbell Sect sees the rise of another genius. This must be a blessing for our Campbell Sect, right?" Qing Er suddenly clapped her hands and laughed, her hips swaying as she walked toward Yusuf Zuck.

Yusuf Zuck stood his ground, tense all over, ready to fight at any moment, because this woman was a real powerhouse. She had exceeded the Ninth Grade, her exact level unknown, and this woman had a certain demoness aura about her, her eyes eerily charming, nearly bewitching all beings with her sly smile.

Of course, being tense did not mean Yusuf Zuck was afraid of her; rather, as she came closer, he also wore a smile and said: "Sister, you are truly beautiful. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Zayden Newton, ’Zayden’ of Zayden Newton, ’Newton’ of Zayden Newton."

Qing Er stopped in her tracks and then covered her mouth to laugh: "I didn’t expect you, young man, to be such a rascal."

"No, no, no, Sister, please don’t label me as indecent. I am not indecent; at most, I am a ladies’ man, so charming but not indecent."

"Charming but not indecent, sounds like a gentleman indeed. But are you going to fight Long Hua or not?" Qing Er asked curiously.

"Is that sister’s name Long Hua? I was just asking her how I could beg for mercy. That second brother wanted me to bark like a dog, but during our fight, he moved too fast, ran into my palm, and knocked himself out. Sister Long Hua can attest to it!"

"Pff～" Long Hua nearly spat out blood. The way Zayden Newton put it, it sounded as if Santino Arellano had killed himself.

"Hahaha, how amusing, so very amusing." Qing Er couldn’t help but laugh heartily. This Zayden Newton really had no shame.

"Dragon Hua said she’s no match for you, so how about it, how about you and I have a fight?" Qing’er suddenly said.

"Sister, you’re bullying me. I’m no match for you either, so let’s not fight, okay? I really didn’t want to fight; it’s just that others always bully me, and I have to fight back." Yusuf Zuck shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Yeah, I just love bullying the weak, especially a suave and shameless little guy like you—it’s so satisfying to bully you."

"Of course, I won’t kill you today, but if you can’t take even one of my moves, how about you serve me for three years as a pack mule?" Qing’er said with a grin.

"Why do you need a pack mule? Does your family own land? Are you farmers?" Yusuf Zuck pretended to be baffled and astonished.

"Humph, you know better. In the Campbell Sect, not just anyone has the privilege to be Qing’er Sister’s pack mule," Dragon Hua bellowed.

"So, stop playing dumb, will you accept or not?" Qing’er said.

"I joined the sect late and haven’t met many people; you’ve got to tell me what a pack mule does, right?"

"You scoundrel, must someone force you to spell it out?" Qing’er’s anger flared up instantly. The role of the pack mule she was referring to meant working during the day, and also at night. What kind of work by day? Like any other servant, sweeping, fetching water, miscellaneous chores, and so on.

At night, they were also to be harvested. The so-called mule was this meaning, not dual cultivation but single-sided harvesting of yang to replenish yin, whereas dual cultivation meant mutual replenishment of yin and yang, hence the term ’pack mule.’

Of course, during this time, the mistress would grant some precious medicinal herbs for the pack mule to consume, turning him into a human cauldron to supplement her practice, and then, when the human cauldron had accumulated sufficient energy, the mistress would harvest it for her own use.

The practice of having pack mules was discouraged, but the Campbell Sect turned a blind eye to it as it was tacitly understood by all. However, nobody talked about such indecent matters publicly or directly.

"If you don’t say, I really wouldn’t know." Yusuf Zuck said helplessly.

"Humph, dare you to mock me?" Fuming, Qing’er flipped her hand and a palm strike flew towards Yusuf Zuck.

"Whoosh~" Yusuf Zuck felt the world spin, his vital energy was sealed, and the opponent’s palm strike even carried a hint of Tai Chi.

Qing’er practiced the art of Yin and Yang Harmonious Union, so her martial Divine Skills naturally related to the Yin and Yang Tai Chi.

"Dao power, Time-space field." At the critical moment, Yusuf Zuck finally used Dao power. You should know, when he fought with those inner sect disciples, he didn’t use any Dao power—only Star Power.

But now, if he did not use Dao power, he might actually be killed by Qing’er!

Once the Time-space field was deployed, the seal and pressure on Yusuf Zuck’s body vanished in an instant, and he gently swung out a palm.

This palm strike, like an old ox walking or a baby learning to walk, was not only slow but also awkward and twisty!

Qing’er, seeing Yusuf Zuck’s slow-motion palm, couldn’t help but laugh.

However, her laugh was cut short as her expression suddenly changed, then she screamed in terror and quickly retreated her palm!

Because she withdrew her power too hastily and the speed was too fierce, she suffered a backlash, felt a sweetness in her throat, and a trickle of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

Yusuf Zuck’s old ox-walking palm, missing its target, gradually came to a stop, and then quickly retracted.

"Thank you, Sister, for sparing my life!" Yusuf Zuck’s face was smiling, but his heart turned serious and cold—what did Qing’er discover?