The Blade-Wielding Legend
Chapter 388 - 239: Ancient Tomb in the Temple

Chapter 388: Chapter 239: Ancient Tomb in the Temple

Soon, the two of them arrived at the corner of the temple wall.

Li Yan signaled with his eyes, and Sha Lifei immediately drew his long blade, slowly moving along the corner, bending over and heading towards the temple gate.

Meanwhile, Li Yan bent his legs, unleashed his Hidden Energy, and leaped high into the air, pressing his left hand against the courtyard wall to propel himself onto the rooftop.

In the light rain, he formed a spell with his hand and took a deep breath.

The situation inside the temple became crystal clear.

The two monks were still busy in the kitchen.

It was already noon, and even Li Yan felt a bit hungry, not to mention the thieves working in the backyard.

The prepared food was all made from the temple’s rice and vegetable porridge, clearly showing these people were in a hurry and didn’t even bring dry rations.

Without wasting words, Li Yan crouched low, swiftly traversed the rooftop, and pulled out two Flying Blades from his waist, leaping from the rooftop in one motion.

While in mid-air, he flicked his wrist to throw the Flying Blades.

Using his Hidden Energy, the Flying Blades were extremely powerful, and with his smell superpower, he was no less skilled than master hidden weapon experts.

Whoosh, whoosh!

The Flying Blades tore through the rain, darting into the kitchen.

As Li Yan landed, the two thieves inside fell with a thud, the Flying Blades having pierced directly into their skulls, brain matter splattering.

He ignored them, swiftly arriving at the temple gate, gently lifting the latch, allowing Sha Lifei to slip inside through the gap in the door.

Exchanging a glance, the two of them quietly made their way to the backyard.

Seeing the well, Li Yan made a shooting gesture with his hand, then pointed to the side.

Sha Lifei understood immediately, running to the gap at the wall corner, squatting down, and placing the blade aside before taking out an oilcloth-wrapped flintlock and a cartridge pouch from his pocket.

He tore open the powder pouch, poured a bit into the gunpowder chamber, stuffed the rest into the barrel, pulled out the ramrod, and tamped down the gunpowder and bullets...

The sequence of actions was practiced and smooth.

Then, he waited there calmly.

This was a life-and-death fight, uncertain whether there were any masters among the opponents, and naturally, the flintlock should be used if possible.

Sha Lifei acted as a sniper.

This was the cooperation method they devised on the way.

As for Li Yan, he crouched beside the well, tugged the rope above, and shook it back and forth.

Jingle, jingle!

A faint bell sound came from below.

The rope soon tightened, vibrating continuously.

It was the same man from before, breathing heavily as he climbed up, cursing directly, "Just send it down the well, making me..."

Clang!

Before he finished speaking, Li Yan immediately stood up, reached out to grab the man’s neck, lifted him up, and slammed him to the ground.

Using clever energy, he pressed the man’s throat directly, causing him to faint by the time he hit the ground.

Li Yan dragged the man to the wall corner.

Sha Lifei immediately stepped forward, pulled the rope nearby, binding him tightly with a Five Flowers tie, also stuffing his mouth with torn cloth.

The two worked in perfect sync, their actions swift and efficient.

Subsequently, Li Yan returned to the well, performed a spell with his hand, and deeply inhaled, his brows furrowing slightly.

It turned out that the hidden path below was on the well wall, less than half a foot from the water’s surface, slanting downward.

Judging by the appearance, it seemed quite deep.

Moreover, the opening of the path was narrow, allowing only one person to pass through.

Just as Li Yan was considering his strategy, a sudden change occurred below.

Rustle, rustle, rustle!

From the opening, a large number of centipedes poured out like a tide.

Each centipede was about a palm long, their entire body black and shiny, emitting a pungent stench, rapidly climbing up along the well wall.

Their speed was swift, almost reaching the edge of the well in an instant.

Another bug-handler?

Li Yan frowned, quickly retreated while activating the Three Talents Demon Suppressing Coin Blade Tassel, using fierce Sha energy to drive away the poisonous insects.

He already had experience dealing with such creatures.

If the Cloud Thunder Divine Drum were here, he could use its sound to kill them or use the demon gourd for restraint.

Other methods would only be laborious and thankless.

Of course, the most direct solution was to kill the spell caster; then, the poisonous insects would lose their command and descend into chaos.

Without surprise, the poisonous insects merely forced him back.

Sure enough, after the insects surged out, a figure suddenly shot out from the opening below.

The opponent was nimble, not bothering to use the well rope for climbing, instead twisting mid-air to gain momentum by pushing against the slick well wall, then leaping out.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, the smell of smoke spreading.

The figure stumbled, nearly falling back into the well, barely managing a somersault in the air, crouching low by the well, and angrily shouting, "Firearms, who are you?!"

It was a man with a face full of knife scars, a black robe stained with mud, clutching his abdomen, his face full of resentment.

He was crouched by the well, conveniently blocking the shooting path with the well.

In the distance, Sha Lifei reloaded unhurriedly.

As for Li Yan, he frowned.

This man was merely a Hidden Energy expert, not the one controlling the poisonous insects, while the surrounding centipedes still crawled chaotically around him, deterred by the Three Talents Demon Suppression Coin, not daring to approach.

Without speaking, Li Yan twirled a blade flower and pushed off with his legs.

Although the man’s abdomen was hit, it wasn’t fatal, but the pain was unbearable. Just as his vision blurred, Li Yan was suddenly in front of him.

He was shocked, just about to act when a heavy blow landed on his head, sending him into unconsciousness.

Meanwhile, the poisonous centipedes began scattering wildly across the courtyard.

"Damn it!"

Sha Lifei cursed from afar, leaping up and stepping onto the stone rollers beside the woodshed, jumping onto the roof in one go.

The flintlock was most vulnerable to dampness from the rain.

Helplessly, Sha Lifei opened an oilcloth umbrella, continuing to assume a shooting posture.

Li Yan approached the well, retrieved two Black Pills from his waist.

This item, called Thunder Fire Pills, once thrown, erupted with intense flashes and thick smoke. He had purchased them from the Law Enforcement Hall.

At this moment, they were just what he needed.