Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 880 - 455: Reversal

Chapter 880: Chapter 455: Reversal

"Perception restriction... looks quite intimidating."

Under the shroud of black mist, a chilly breeze seemed to flutter by, brushing the hems of clothing and stirring a cold sensation.

Lifting his hand, Qin Weishu waved it slightly in front of him and saw the black mist gently ripple with his motion, smiling as he sent a message telepathically:

"Fei Qing, can you discern what kind of technique this is?"

Fei Qing, channeling her cultivation to heal the scalded flesh, surveyed the surroundings with a detached gaze, on high alert, and responded with a secret transmission method:

"I do not know, but with my cultivation, I can only probe an area within barely thirty feet."

Qin Weishu retracted his hand with a smile in his eyes and whispered:

"It seems we have encountered a Soul Cultivator today. This fog is the solidified will-spirit of that youngster; his ability to restrict a Great Grandmaster to such an extent across a large area does show some skill."

"...."

Upon hearing this, Fei Qing didn’t reply. Her energy mechanism burst forth in an instant, and she violently threw a punch toward the direction where the two people were.

The energy mechanism raged, the punch stirring a gale, and the surrounding black mist instantly boiled and churned.

However, in the next instant, a clang of metal on metal echoed from the depths of the thick fog, followed by the wind of a collision.

It seemed that her punch had been blocked by that woman, but Fei Qing’s intent wasn’t to harm the two people,

she wanted to disperse the will-spirit.

Regrettably, the black mist only churned for a moment and, as the force of the punch dissipated, it returned to its abyssal stillness.

At this eerie sight, a rare expression of surprise finally appeared on Fei Qing’s indifferent face, while Qin Weishu narrowed his eyes, deep in thought.

Will-spirits have no physical form, much like how mortals can’t possibly threaten Yin Ghosts, and ordinary physical attacks can’t harm will-spirits, but her punch had martial techniques behind it.

Although Origin Qi and will-spirit are completely different entities, the interaction between the two can cause a collision.

This is also a common tactic used by Qi Cultivators and even Martial Apprentices to handle will-spirit spells.

After all, if you try to match will-spirits with a Soul Cultivator, a longer reach does not assure victory, and even if you’re a whole realm higher, you might still be killed across ranks.

With a solemn expression, Fei Qing spoke out, suggesting:

"This technique is tricky; perhaps, young master, you should leave first?"

"..."

Qin Weishu looked into the depths of the black mist without replying immediately.

Reason told him that it was indeed time to end this.

The dispute with the young man in the brocade robe was a spur-of-the-moment thing; damaging a luxury carriage valued at twenty or thirty thousand taels was no serious grudge for him or the prodigal on the other side to warrant a fight to the death. However...

At this thought, Qin Weishu suddenly let out a low chuckle.

Reason?

At home, the elders and his elder brother schemed day in and day out; just hearing about it was irritating. Living in this world, one seeks clarity of mind. Why should he bother with such nonsensical reason?

Ignoring Fei Qing’s sword intent, Qin Weishu walked towards the depths of the black mist ahead, laughing heartily:

"Fei Qing, out you go. I, the young master, always keep my word. I want to tear that kid’s mouth apart myself."

Fei Qing hurried to keep up, her eyes revealing an urgency:

"Young master, if I leave, the Protector on the other side might not necessarily..."

"Fei Qing..."

Qin Weishu gave Fei Qing a cold look: "Do you want me to order you a second time?"

"...." Fei Qing.

With her teeth clenched tightly, Fei Qing looked deeply into the depths of the black mist one last time, bowed her head, and silently retreated, eventually disappearing into the mist.

Seeing this,

Qin Weishu, as if completely unguarded, spread his arms and laughingly said:

"Now my guard has left. What do you plan to do? Have that woman beside you take action, or will you come yourself?"

"....."

The black mist wafted; after a long silence, a gentle voice floated leisurely from the depth of the fog:

"I... thought you would flee."

"Flee?"

Qin Weishu seemed to hear a great joke, a smile spreading across his gracefully sinister face:

"Being so courteously invited by you, if I were to flee, wouldn’t that be incredibly rude?"

Saying this,

Qin Weishu seemed to have thought of something, suddenly took a breath, toned down his laughter, and spoke in a slightly lower tone:

"You... creating such a commotion, yet you waited so long to make a move, you couldn’t possibly have been waiting for me to flee, could you?"

The conversation didn’t stop time; although his discussion with Fei Qing wasn’t long, it was enough for the two to carry out a round of spellcraft attacks.

After his words, Qin Weishu waited for Xu Yuan’s response.

But the answer to this question was silence in the fog.

Twenty-some feet away, Xu Yuan leaned against the carriage, his long eyes gleaming with bloodlust as he watched the figure not far off.

Let Qin Weishu go?

He did indeed entertain that notion.

After all, his current identity did not afford him the convenience of such reckless behavior. If he really killed Qin Weishu here and the situation escalated severely, there was a chance he’d face a confrontation with a Sage Level being. And though his Human Skin Mask had been improved through several iterations, it still couldn’t fool a Saint-level expert.

But more importantly, he wanted to probe some secrets of the Qin Family through this second young master, Qin.

Like, why he decided to come to Di’an at this critical juncture.

The Celestial Fates Divine Soul was really useful.

The secret conversation between the two, though private, was completely futile before the top-secret surveillance techniques of Jiatiange. It was just unfortunate that under such heavy pressure, they hadn’t said anything useful.

Sighing softly, Xu Yuan slowly stood up straight, calmly glancing at Xiao Bai beside him.

In an instant, Bai Muxi understood and leaped away directly.

Throughout the journey from the Underground Palace, she had personally witnessed the young master’s strength;

No one of the same rank could possibly be his match.

"...."

"...."

Looking at the silent and lingering black mist, Qin Weishu’s dark eyes revealed a visibly disappointed look: