Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 283 - 250: Unscathed Assassination, Desperate Situation

Chapter 283: Chapter 250: Unscathed Assassination, Desperate Situation

Tang Lin’er reported that Yin Wushang is fair-skinned, unbearded, and peerlessly handsome, much admired by the female disciples of his sect.

Moreover, he is extremely skilled in the Life-taking Swordsmanship and Life and Death Impermanence Needle Technique, with a delicate mind that ensures his strikes are lethal.

In essence, this True Disciple of the Lishan Sect was a prominent figure within his sect, who rarely made enemies. Once he made a move, his adversaries would die very quickly.

As such, his reputation was extremely resounding.

Wandering martial artists, upon encountering him, would usually retreat three miles, daring not to provoke him.

If they truly provoked him, they had no other choice but to flee immediately.

The farther the better.

This was also why Zhou Ping’an, when he had just returned and heard from Elder Qing that someone had secretly shot a few Yanwang Needles at him, did not try to find and confront the enemy.

Because he couldn’t be found.

This Yin Zhenchuan’s reputation for meticulousness had spread so widely that even ordinary people knew of it, clearly indicating he was exceedingly cautious in his actions.

Even if one mobilized all forces,

if the opponent intended to hide,

he would definitely be untraceable.

Zhou Ping’an didn’t expect that he hadn’t even done much yet,

when the opponent had already brought the fight to him.

Using a lethal method right from the start.

The sword Gang Qi, brimming the ultimate death Qi, had already pierced his protective true Qi, penetrating his skin, as tough as refined iron, and was about to thrust deeper.

Zhou Ping’an didn’t dodge, didn’t even retreat, nor did he block.

He merely watched with a cold smile as the sword Gang Qi, swift as a shooting star, struck his chest in a blink.

Observing how the opponent’s inner Gang Qi surged like a torrent, coursing rapidly.

Seeing the tendons and vessels popping on the opponent’s arm.

And seeing the pride and chillness in his opponent’s eyes.

Shh...

The sword tip suddenly halted, stuck between the flesh and tendons, as if caught in gelatin—it could not advance further,

nor retreat.

Like an avalanche or tsunami, an overpoweringly dominant counter-shock force came in waves, using the sword tip buried in the dermis to disperse the Gang Qi, suppress the death intent, and reverberate backwards.

"Ah..."

Yin Wushang barely had time to release his fingers, let alone retreat,

when from the corner of his eye, he saw his Hundred-refined Fine Steel Dagger shattered into thousands of pieces under the tremendous shock.

Simultaneously shattered was the arm he had just thrust forward with all his Gang Qi and Blood Elemental Power.

His arm disintegrated inch by inch up to his shoulder, exploding into a mist of blood,

barely blocked by the hastily raised Wheel Mystery Strength.

Half of his body still numb.

"As a True Disciple of Lishan, Yin Wushang, such a mode of attack is too despicable,"

Zhou Ping’an said somberly.

He didn’t even rush to counterattack, merely placing two women beside him, and looked at this True Disciple of the Seven Great Sects with an amused gaze.

In some respects, the cultivation technique of the opponent, or rather, the core activation method, was somewhat similar to his own.

Based likewise on the Life and Death Unpredictable Needle, sprouting vitality and death Qi at its root.

If the attack doesn’t hit the opponent, once it does, their fate of life and death is sealed.

Unfortunately for him, his Life and Death Unpredictable Needle obviously hadn’t achieved completion, having only reached the Fifth Level that divides the Five Elements.

One stream of death Qi reaching his body was like a tickle, utterly ineffective.

It could only be said that he chose the wrong opponent.

"Life and Death Cycle, I’m not envious, what is this defense technique?"

The stealthy sword strike not only failed to kill his opponent but merely cut his clothes and skin, instead causing his right arm to shatter from the shock, leaving his body numb and immobilized.

The pride in Yin Wushang’s eyes had completely vanished, replaced by disbelief, his voice becoming hoarse.

He had never even dreamed that someone could train their body to be so robust and tough, yet be so scheming as to deliberately let himself be stabbed.

This was utterly deceitful.

Watching the wound he had just inflicted, which healed over and scarred in the time it took to breathe, fading the red marks and returning to pristine condition,

his eyes widened, having clearly recognized that Zhou Ping’an had cultivated the Life and Death Unpredictable Needle to the endless cycle of the Completion Realm.

He could even guess where Zhou Ping’an had learned this Life and Death Unpredictable Needle from.

But precisely because of this,

it was all the more unbelievable.

It had not been long.

"It was my mistake not to have considered thoroughly, shouldn’t have come alone to kill you. I should have first invited an elder to preside before plotting for the Prison Suppressing Demon Subjugation Scripture.

Zhou Ping’an, if you kill me, you will not bear the reprisal of the Lishan Sect.

Rather turn hostility into a chance for peace, offering the clues to the Five Desires Evil Art and the Prison Suppressing Demon Subjugation Scripture to the Lishan Sect in exchange for protection.

This way, people of Jianghu will no longer dare target Qingyang City, and I could even ask the elder to accept you as a disciple, teaching you the Fundamental Technique of Lishan."

Yin Wushang’s voice was very calm, as if the loss of his right arm had not affected his mood,

but rather, he began to discuss cooperation.

"True to your name, Elder Wushang, your words are both a threat and a temptation, I must say, very enticing."

Zhou Ping’an exclaimed.

"Had it not been for the deep-seated hatred hidden within you, I might have spared your life," he said.

As he spoke, Zhou Ping’an shook his head.

A sword swept through the air, slashing like shimmering waves.

Just as Yin Wushang had rid his body of stiffness and was about to leap back, his vision began spinning wildly.

A head had already been severed.

"True Inheritance indeed. Although both are in the Gang Qi Realm, the Lishan Sect, being one of the Seven Great Sects, still slightly lacks the depth of the Four Great Immortal Sects."

Zhou Ping’an had beheaded Yin Wushang.

He privately assessed the opponent’s strength.

Under his fierce counterattack, Fang Yu from the Cloud Water Sect managed to escape with injuries.

However, this Yin True Inheritance couldn’t even manage to flee.

The difference in their strengths was quite clear.

However, if it were someone else facing Yin Wushang’s attack, it would be equally dangerous.

At least, Lin Huaiyu and Green Lady would not be able to withstand it.

The opponent might have spoken well and shown restraint, but precisely because of that, he should not be spared.

After all, one arm was shattered, leaving the opponent disabled. With Yin Wushang’s proud and cunning nature, how could he possibly let it go as if nothing had happened?

Even if he were spared, it would be useless.

The opponent would only lie in wait like a viper, striking fiercely when an opportunity arose.

Even if he couldn’t harm Zhou Ping’an directly,

he would target those close to him.

This was evident from the Lin Residence attack, when he sneakily made his move.

Therefore, he had to die.

Even if it meant taking some risk and provoking hostility from the Lishan Sect, it had to be done.

Looking up, he saw that the maids and servants on the third floor of the Wanhua Pavilion were silent as cicadas in winter. The few real courtesans were also visibly panicked, looking at him with tear-filled eyes...

And Lin Huaiyu.

Because the Third Miss had moved around from the side and positioned herself opposite the flowered window earlier when he was ambushed upstairs.

With one strike of her sword, she cleanly decapitated the heavily made-up Hehuan Sect disciple.

"Zhong Someone surrenders, I surrender," he said.

Envoy Zhong Ming stood dumbfounded in front of another window.

Although Green Lady had not attacked and Lin Huaiyu only glanced obliquely with her sword, showing no intention to strike,

Zhong Ming had no desire to flee.

His face was bitter as he threw the long spear in his hand to the ground and bowed deeply, "Magistrate Zhou’s cultivation is astonishing, divinely powerful; I, a man of no foresight, indeed made a grave mistake by offending Qingyang. I dare not beg for forgiveness...

I only hope that Magistrate Zhou, considering the Red Lotus disciples and my family in the city, all of whom are from poor backgrounds working merely to survive, and who have not committed grievous deeds, would refrain from a severe purge."

"Unexpectedly, he is a rebel who cares for his people and protects his subordinates..." Zhou Ping’an assessed Envoy Zhong, realizing that he seemed to be genuinely sincere.

Every word spoken from the heart.

Completely unlike Yin Wushang, who hiddenly harbored thoughts of revenge.

"I am just curious why you stopped and didn’t flee when you still had the chance?" Zhou Ping’an was puzzled about one thing.

After all, it is in human nature to cling to life and fear death.

Just now, they were obstructed by the Mad Corpse Elder, the Hehuan Sect disciple, the Hundred Poisons Swordsman, and even a Lishan Sect disciple who stealthily changed disguises to launch a surprise attack.

Whether it is the intention of Yin Wushang, disguised as the Lady in Red, drinking with the three vagabonds from Jianghu, was questionable.

The moment he struck, even Lin Huaiyu and Green Lady’s attention was fully on this Lishan Sect True Inheritance.

They were unable to pursue at that moment.

However, the Red Lotus Divine Envoy, for some reason, just stood there, neither dodging nor hiding, even though Zhou Ping’an deliberately paused for a while to talk with Yin Wushang. He did not flee.

This was rather strange.

"Why pretend to be ignorant, Magistrate Zhou? If I continued to run, all my loyal and brave soldiers might have been completely annihilated by you.

They might be dissatisfied with the imperial court, but they are not necessarily blood-stained...

Those who came to aid are mostly my trusted followers, placed in the rural towns to help the people, offering porridge and treating illnesses. It would be too regrettable if they were killed."

Saying this, Zhong Ming’s eyes filled with sorrow.

He could see it clearly now.

He was just bait; wherever he ran, death followed.

If he kept running, everyone would die.

Zhou Ping’an’s cultivation might not look very high, but his tremendous strength and miraculous swordsmanship were simply invincible.

Even the Lishan Sect True Inheritance was no match for him.

In this city, no matter how many experts there were, coming at him piecemeal would all end up wiped out.

Clever tactics, cleverer schemes.

Unable to fight any longer,

Zhong Ming sighed, gave up any hope of surviving, swung his sword diagonally, and slashed towards his own neck.

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