Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 275 - 242: Fierce Tiger, Dead Tiger, Petty Divine General

Chapter 275: Chapter 242: Fierce Tiger, Dead Tiger, Petty Divine General

Chang Yang’s True Qi burst forth in response, his fingers like razor-sharp blades, sweeping horizontally to slice and tear apart his opponent’s palm.

Unexpectedly, as his arm moved, the True Qi seemed to sink into the abyss of the sea. His five fingers remained motionless and with a snap, they all broke off.

At the same time, the colossal hammer that was bearing down on him was struck by a fist. The face of the hammer undulated like ripples on water, deeply dented, and the handle flew back as if it had grown wings.

Crack...

A hint of astonishment just flashed in Han Dali’s eyes.

When he was struck by the returning head of the hammer.

In the booming explosion.

His face instantly flattened like a pancake, then shattered into fragments, with blood spraying out in a fan shape behind him.

The hammer’s remaining force was not yet spent, smashing through his head and flying another twenty feet, before piercing through the wall; where it went after that was anyone’s guess.

From the moment Fierce Tiger Chang Yang’s claw was seized to the moment Crushing Golden Hammer Han Dali’s head was shattered, it all happened in the blink of an eye... So much so that the excruciating pain of his fingers breaking and his palm turning to mud had not fully reached his brain.

While Chang Yang was horrified, he immediately realized that this young man who had sprung from nowhere was far stronger than him.

’Could it be, he has reached the Gang Qi Realm, or even higher?’

These thoughts circled in his head, and being a fierce man himself, since he couldn’t free his palm, he had no choice but to launch a frenzied attack.

Just forcing the opponent to step back would allow him to escape.

With one move.

Chang Yang had already lost his confidence; all he wanted now was to retreat.

He suppressed the intense pain in his palm, his waist sank slightly, and as his right foot tapped the ground, his left foot lifted, blurring into an afterimage. With a whoosh, it swept toward Zhou Ping’an’s waist like a guillotine blade.

[Tiger’s Tail].

The kick was so fast that the leg was nearly invisible.

The sound of the wind was like that of a great blade swinging, producing a sharp, piercing whistle.

Strike where the enemy must save.

Throughout his life, Chang Yang never used weapons.

Not because he wasn’t proficient with them, but because he had rigorously trained in the Fierce Tiger Qianyuan Skill, turning his hands and feet into weapons as sharp as steel.

A mere wave of his limbs could tear through flesh.

His legs, in rapid succession, were like guillotine blades or sharp axes.

Ordinary steel swords could not withstand more than a few strikes from his fists and feet before shattering into pieces.

Just as his kick was launched, a sudden void appeared under his foot – he had not hit anything. At his chest, there was a thunderous collapse, and the bones in his body snapped in a series of pops.

As his body flew backward, his mind just started to process what had happened.

"Such a quick reaction, such a powerful impact," he thought.

But it turned out, as his leg swept across, the other party did nothing but step forward into his embrace.

A mountain-destroying, tsunami-like force erupted from the shoulder, crushing everything.

No matter how iron-like Chang Yang’s body was trained to be.

Under this strength, it was like tender tofu, completely incapable of resisting.

The bones in his upper body shattered into dust, and his internal organs followed suit and burst.

"You... who... are you?"

Chang Yang, with his cultivation at the peak of the Great Completion Cycle, had a strong life force. His last breath of True Qi clung to his chest, refusing to dissipate for a long time. Spitting out chunks of his organs, he slumped softly down the wall and struggled to ask.

He was unwilling to accept this.

He had been well on his way to achieving another great deed, poised to rise in rank within the sect once more.

He had an endless glory and wealth to enjoy, a bright future waiting for him.

But with just one grasp and one strike from the opponent.

All of it turned into nothing.

"Just a minor Divine General, huh," Zhou Ping’an shook his head and chuckled. "With such little strength, you dare to covet my Qingyang City. I wonder who gave you the audacity?"

Having said this, he no longer paid any attention to the Fierce Tiger Chang Yang, who had just breathed his last.

He turned his head to look at Miss Qing.

He saw the lady who cultivated the Oblivion Melody and whose emotions were extremely stable, unaffected by anything happening around her, showing rare expressions of emotion on her face.

First, her mouth opened wide in shock, then she rubbed her eyes, and right after, joy burst forth in her eyes, a smile that could not be concealed spreading across her face.

Her mouth opened, as if she had a thousand words to say but couldn’t utter a single one, only to exclaim in awe:

"You’ve broken through to the True Qi Realm?"

Zhou Ping’an laughed and said, "Haven’t you also broken through? That Heavenly Sound Enchantment move you used earlier almost had me entranced as well.

Fortunately, my will is strong enough that I didn’t fall for it, otherwise I wouldn’t have arrived in time to save you."

"So, were you hiding on the side watching me make a fool of myself?"

After laughing, Miss Qing’s tone became a bit resentful.

From Zhou Ping’an’s words, it was clear that he had arrived much earlier, at least before Chang Yang started making threats, and had sneaked in near the door, overhearing their conversation.

Yet, he didn’t make a sound and just stood aside, quietly watching the drama unfold.

Truly, it was infuriating.

Zhou Ping’an wasn’t embarrassed at all, and said with a smile, "How is it making a fool of yourself? Miss Qing, you underestimate yourself... Only when you face adversity can you truly show your heroic spirit.

Facing three experts from the Red Lotus Sect, knowing you are no match and yet still ready to fight to the death.

Your resolute and heroic stance truly is admirable.

If that counts as making a fool of oneself, then I would like to ’make a fool of myself’ a few more times."

"You truly are a talented man of words," Miss Qing replied. "Being a Divine General is a waste of your talent. You should write more poetry."

Miss Qing could no longer maintain her composure.

With a snort, she burst into laughter.

The slight feeling of being wronged in her heart dissipated with the wind.

No matter whether he hid on the side to watch or intentionally tested her, in the end, he made his move at the crucial moment and saved her.

As for how things played out, what did that really matter?

"Xiao Ju, go to the front courtyard and give the message that the matter has been resolved, and everyone should take action and wait for orders."

"All right, I’ll go now. Miss, we also have fine wine and tea in the room next door. Young Master Zhou might not like it here since someone died, which might affect the mood."

Xiao Ju was a young girl who had not yet come of age.

Having narrowly escaped being harmed just now, she was all smiles with no trace of psychological shadow.

She even had the mind to give her mistress suggestions on how to entertain guests.

Zhou Ping’an almost burst out laughing.

"Understood, you don’t need to worry about things here. Next time Young Master Zhou comes, I’ll have you serve the tea and pour the wine."

The Green Lady chided her without good cheer.

Xiao Ju’s face turned red, and after glancing over, she scurried off towards the Huanhua Front Courtyard.

"Xiao Ju is also growing up."

Zhou Ping’an watched with amusement and sighed.

"You, you are just too good-tempered. If you keep this up, after a few more visits, the girls in my pavilion will lose all interest in getting married."

Indeed, the Washing Flowers Pavilion was the Green Lady’s property. On the surface, it was under protection and had a financial backer behind the scenes.

In reality, it was a station of the Red Lotus Sect.

It had been in the Green Lady’s hands for two years and had been flourishing under her management.

Sometimes, if the girls in the pavilion took a fancy to a promising young man, they would leave their work to cook soup, thereby leaving their past life behind.

The Green Lady had always been very lenient about this.

That’s why the ladies in the various elegant lodges in the backyard were so lively.

This time, the Red Lotus Guangyun Sub-branch had brought over quite a number of experts. With the overwhelming force bearing down, Zhou Ping’an and Lin Huaiyu were not at home, which left her nowhere to seek help, forcing her to find ways to stall for time.

But after dragging things out, she still couldn’t keep up the act.

That’s when the events that Zhou Ping’an witnessed occurred.

"Ping’an, are you really a Divine General of the Red Lotus Sect?"

After laughing for a while, the two chose another room, where the Green Lady personally brewed tea...

The steam rose, and the fragrance of the tea drifted.

The Green Lady’s voice was low as she let out a sigh and asked.

"What’s wrong?"

Zhou Ping’an picked up his tea, not minding its heat, drank it in one gulp, feeling the warm, profound fragrance emanating from his nose and mouth, and let out a content sigh with a smile, "If you think I am, then I am. Does it really make any difference?"

"What if, one day, the Holy Maiden comes to Qingyang City?"

The Green Lady frowned slightly with concern, hinting at something.

The two had collaborated several times.

Playing the zither and having heart-to-heart talks had happened many times as well.

From the very beginning, when they used each other and had their own schemes, to later on when they gradually developed an understanding.

With the Green Lady’s sharpness and intelligence, she had long noticed something was off.

What kind of Divine General of the Red Lotus Sect acts in such a manner?

Not only did he not cleanse the city or extort it, but he was also afraid of a single refugee dying...

Apart from his relief work, he arranged for people to undertake significant construction.

It was as if he wanted to turn Qingyang City into a stronghold.

This approach of consolidating the base step by step.

It was completely opposite to the ideology of the Red Lotus Sect, going against their doctrines.

Especially since Zhou Ping’an had never chanted a single slogan nor preached a day’s doctrine since he took control of Qingyang City.

His subordinates didn’t even know who the Red Lotus Matriarch was.

To say that he was a member of the Red Lotus Sect was really treating people as fools.

However, the Green Lady in the past, although noticing, pretended not to see, always hoping that Zhou Ping’an might have his own thoughts and that he would explain things to her one day.

But during the battle at Tiancheng Gate, when she saw the Red Lotus brand appear on Tang Lin’er, she understood some things were always there in plain sight, not facing them wouldn’t make them disappear.

"What does it matter if the Holy Maiden comes? I don’t even know her. I only know one Green Lady," Zhou Ping’an affected ignorance.

"Actually, you should have confidence in yourself and also in me.

Think back to when we first met, what was my strength at that time, and what about yours?"

Zhou Ping’an keenly felt the Green Lady’s discouragement and her fear of the future.

He thought it necessary to give his partner a reassurance.

"Do you think, after some time, would the Holy Maiden, or say, the Yi Heavenly King, be able to threaten us?"

"Pff, I love your way of bragging."

With Zhou Ping’an’s words.

The Green Lady couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

"If things really go bad, let’s just run away... after all, when that time comes, we’ll just be facing death."

"This talk of life and death, it’s too inauspicious."

Zhou Ping’an was at a loss for words.

Thinking that anything he said now would seem like empty talk.

It was better not to say anything and just cope with the current situation.

"Let’s not talk about this right now. What happened in Qingyang City while I was away? How did the people from the Red Lotus Guangyun Sub-branch get into the city?"

Zhou Ping’an felt that things were changing a bit too quickly.

Before he set off, there hadn’t been the slightest disturbance in the city; how had it suddenly turned into such chaos?

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