The First Demon of the Chan Sect
Chapter 170 - 170 116 Xiao Liqing

170: Chapter 116 Xiao Liqing 170: Chapter 116 Xiao Liqing (PS: Thanks to the slipper for the 100 Qidian Coin reward!)

The deep silence of the night was broken by moonlight cascading like a silver waterfall, making this ancient city, scarred by its historical wounds, appear even more weathered.

Li Qingming stood on the villa’s rooftop, waiting quietly.

Xiangshan Courtyard is a luxurious villa district.

Only the most well-known wealthy families or those with profound historical background in Hua Xia Country could afford to live here.

The developers of Xiangshan Courtyard, in order to assure the personal safety of these elite families, had installed the world’s most advanced security systems.

Hence, the security here was comparable to that of the Four-nine City during the Great Qing era.

Dressed in black, Gu Chen moved swiftly like lightning through Xiangshan Courtyard, carefully avoiding the numerous cameras and the patrolling guards.

After about a quarter of an hour, Gu Chen found himself on the rooftop of a villa at the heart of the courtyard.

Filled with excitement, Gu Chen failed to notice a fluctuation in the space behind him.

A giant man clad in Golden Armor, wielding a Golden Sword, quietly emerged from the void.

His hand, large as a fan, covered the top of Gu Chen’s skull.

As a breeze passed by, the seven-foot-tall Gu Chen turned into specks of dust with the wind, scattering away.

The Yellow Turban Warrior, who perceived everything about Gu Chen, wore a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth and faded away without a trace with a couple of flickers.

At the same time, the Xiao Family in the inner city of the Dragon Capital Four Nine City also had an uninvited guest.

A Yellow Turban Warrior, completely covered in Golden Armor, stood silently within the dignified and quaint inner courtyard of the Xiao Mansion.

The Xiao Mansion was, after all, the residence of the founding hero, Mr.

Xiao, and those living here were his closest kin.

Hence, it was heavily guarded, with sentries every ten steps and watch posts every five.

The hidden guards had long since detected the Yellow Turban Warrior in the inner courtyard and sounded the alarm, as the wireless radio in their collars buzzed with chaotic orders.

Although Li Qingming had given clear instructions, the temperament of each Yellow Turban Warrior was different, and so were their ways of handling matters.

Coincidentally, the one sent to deal with Xiao Zhifei was a brazen figure.

His understanding was that anyone who offended Your Majesty deserved to be annihilated!

So with such an arrogant demeanor, this figure appeared in the Xiao Family Mansion.

About a quarter of an hour later, countless men in black converged from all directions toward the Xiao Family Mansion.

The modern weapons in their hands were diverse, ranging from MP5s, P90s, to Desert Eagles.

On the tall buildings not far away, there were even several sniper rifles aimed at the Yellow Turban Warrior’s head.

It was believed that the slightest movement from him would get him shot into a sieve.

“Freeze, drop your weapons!

Hands on your head, or we shoot on the spot!” bellowed a burly man who looked like the leader of the bodyguards, wielding a large-caliber Desert Eagle in his hand.

Instead of responding, the Yellow Turban Warrior boldly took a step forward without a care.

“Bang!

Bang!

Bang!”

Almost simultaneously, countless bullets, like homing bees, surged violently towards the Yellow Turban Warrior.

The densely packed bullets, even if encountered by that underwear-over-pants fellow from the Federation, would turn him into a porcupine.

“Whoosh!”

A moment of sheer terror ensued for everyone present.

Amidst the intense whistling sounds, bullets one after another stopped about a meter from the Yellow Turban Warrior, and with time, more and more bullets began to surround him, forming a layer upon layer of yellow bullet casings.

Everyone looked on in horror at the eggshell-like yellow layers of bullets, speechless.

No one had ever seen or even heard of such a thing.

Was this a Special Ability or an Immortal Technique?

With an unfaltering smile, the Yellow Turban Warrior lightly smirked and waved his hand.

The bullets floating around him suddenly began to converge towards the center.

In just a moment, thousands of bullets were compressed by the Yellow Turban Warrior into a perfectly round metallic sphere.

“Go!”

With a light shout from the Yellow Turban Warrior, the massive metallic sphere tumbled through the void and crashed towards the crowd.

“Boom!”

Following a tremendous roar, a giant black hole of unknown depth appeared before everyone’s eyes.

This was terrifying!

The Yellow Turban Warrior sneered disdainfully and shouted into the void, “Come out, old fellow, how much longer do you plan to hide?

Hmph.”

As soon as the voice fell, an elder about sixty years old in a blood-colored Daoist robe floated out of thin air.

The elder sized up the Yellow Turban Guards for a while and said with an aura of profound mystery, “Young man, possessing some skill doesn’t mean you can act recklessly!

There are some people you simply cannot afford to provoke!”

Li Qingming, who was several miles away, delicately sipped from a pot of Hundred Flower Brew.

In the Water Mirror before him was the scene inside the Xiao Family Mansion.

Seeing the Blood Robed Elder, a light smile appeared on Li Qingming’s lips as he said, “Huang San, don’t forget to Soul Search that old fellow!”

The Yellow Turban Warrior, who had been looking with disdain at everyone present, gave an almost imperceptible nod.

Taking a slight step forward, he said, “Old man, in this world, no one but His Majesty has the right to lecture me!

Prepare to die!”

With that, Huang San’s body suddenly lunged forward, quickly closing the distance to the Blood Robed Elder.

The elder, after all, was a Cultivator himself, and he quickly reacted.

He tried to dodge Huang San’s assault by swiftly moving to the side.

However, the opponent he faced was far too terrifying; with his mere Late-stage Refining God and Returning Void Cultivation, thinking he could escape the attack of Huang San, a Golden Immortal, was nothing short of a delusion!

As the elder tried to move aside, Huang San had already launched a second attack.

His right hand turned into a claw and tore towards the elder’s back, shredding his upper garment into pieces in an instant.

Huang San, with a chuckle, looked at the elder who was panting heavily, his eyes brimming with mockery.

It took a long while before the elder, floating in mid-air, regained his composure.

He asked, “I don’t know why the senior has come to our Xiao Family Mansion.

Could it be that our Xiao Family has offended the senior?”

Even if the old man was a fool, he understood that the young man in golden armor was a senior Cultivator who was far beyond his own power to contend with.

“Offended me?

Your Xiao Family has not offended me!” Huang San said indifferently, looking at the elder.

Upon hearing this, the elder’s face momentarily showed relief, and he was about to come forward to defend himself.

However, Huang San’s next words plunged him, as well as all the black-suited bodyguards in the mansion, into the abyss.

Huang San ignored everyone’s expression and continued, “Your Xiao Family’s young master, Xiao Zhifei, has offended His Majesty and his brothers.

Therefore, you all must die!”

Having said that, Huang San’s figure disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was already above the Blood Robed Elder.

A Sky-covering Handprint of golden light fiercely struck down towards the top of the elder’s skull.

“Buzz!”

A blood-colored umbrella studded with pearls and precious stones suddenly floated out of the elder’s Dantian.

The umbrella was about three meters long, with nine gleaming pearls decorated along its edge.

The blood-colored canopy emanated a crimson glow, firmly shielding the elder beneath.

The pungent stench of blood radiated from the blood light, assaulting the senses.

“Huh?” Huang San was taken aback, not expecting this old man to have a hidden Magic Treasure – quite an interesting turn of events.

“Clang!”

Huang San unsheathed the golden Longsword he carried with him and struck down at the elder with immense force.

Though Huang San had only exerted a fraction of his strength, being a Golden Immortal’s blow, even if this mere Cultivator wasn’t killed, a Heavenly Immortal struck by such an attack would lose a layer of skin, if not die.

“Ah!” Seeing the Golden Sword coming, not caring for anything else, the elder frantically channelled his Blood Essence Power into it.

The blood-colored umbrella, which was about three meters long, suddenly flashed brilliantly.

The nine pearls on the rim flickered with a bizarre luster as strands of exceedingly Mysterious space power began to slowly seep out.

With a soft “Puff!” sound, the elder’s Blood Umbrella actually withstood Huang San’s Golden Sword blow.

“What?” Huang San couldn’t believe it; How could a mere Cultivator withstand even ten percent of his attack?

“What’s going on here?” Li Qingming, who was remotely monitoring from the villa rooftop, was so shocked his jaw nearly dropped.

“Could it be a Sealing God Relic?” Li Qingming gently rubbed his smooth chin and transmitted to Huang San, “Huang San, don’t damage that Magic Treasure!

Bring this to a quick resolution!”

Huang San was incensed.

This was the first time he had been tasked by His Majesty, and not only did he fail to accomplish the task, but to deal with a Cultivator and return without success – was there no justice in the world?

Angrily, Huang San, no longer caring whether this was the Human World or not, unleashed the full pressure of a Peak Golden Immortal.

The bodyguards in the mansion didn’t even have a chance to struggle before they were directly crushed into meat patties.

Even the main target inside the house, Xiao Zhifei, as well as Xiao Zhifei’s parents, uncles, aunts, aunts, and so on, aside from Old Xiao, the rest of the Xiao descendants were also crushed into dust by Huang San’s oppressive force.

Feeling the overwhelming pressure, the Blood Robed Elder’s face instantly turned pale as he thought to himself, “It’s over, it’s all over!

What kind of sin did our Xiao Family commit to provoke such a calamity!

I can’t stay here; I must escape.

As long as I, Xiao Liqing, am alive, there will always be an opportunity for revenge!”

It turned out that this old man was none other than Xiao Zhifei’s father, Xiao Liqing!