chapter 18
18. We’ve Been Tricked!
Du Xu’s troops were entangled with the fake Lin Nuo, treating the real Lin Nuo as an illusion, left aside.
“What are you doing!”
Zhong Ping roared angrily, sending a demonic palm wind that stirred up billowing dust, the impact damaging the spiritual veins of the Demon Sect disciples, causing them to fall to the ground.
“What are you doing? Don’t you know the good deed you did before? You dare to touch my things, die!”
An enraged Du Xu also unleashed a demonic palm wind, sweeping up more rolling dust, which Zhong Ping narrowly avoided.
“Your things?”
Zhong Ping recalled how he had secretly stolen the treasures of the Demon Refining disciples.
“Just those trinkets, and you harbor a killing intent?”
“Trinkets?! You dare say that! Die!”
Leader Du Xu, eyes filled with fury, swung his demonic palm at Zhong Ping again, determined to annihilate him.
The more Zhong Ping thought, the angrier he became. Indeed, the Demon Refining Sect was only after profit, having helped them, they now sought to kill him over those treasures.
No, the treasures were just an excuse; they were simply burning bridges after crossing the river, the Demon Refining Sect’s true nature. Now that their plan had succeeded, they wanted to kill him to monopolize all the credit.
Such an ugly facade, truly disgusting.
With that in mind, Zhong Ping saw no need for further words.
Zhong Ping was not one to cower; he countered with a palm strike, the collision unleashing powerful energy that sent the Demon Sect disciples flying.
Both were pushed back several steps, but it was far from over; they immediately engaged again.
The demonic techniques clashed, creating earth-shattering noises, withering all the vegetation in the nearby jungle.
Du Xu: “You brat, you’re quite capable.”
Zhong Ping: “Old timer, your old bones haven’t scattered yet.”
Du Xu: “You brat, you think I’m praising you?!”
Zhong Ping: “Old timer, I’m cursing you!”
Du Xu: “You cur!”
Zhong Ping: “You stinking fool!”
The two fought fiercely, like sworn enemies locked in a bitter feud.
Lin Nuo was dumbfounded.
What’s going on? Why are these two biting each other like dogs?
And what about me, Lin Nuo? Does the great villain of the apocalypse have no face?
Forget it, let them fight. I’ll go collect Su Kexin’s head.
However, Lin Nuo noticed that not far away, Su Kexin had erupted again. Although she hadn’t moved, he could feel the intense spiritual energy, her hair disheveled, her eyes devoid of color.
It must be the clash of the demonic techniques of those two, the energy released too strong, provoking Su Kexin’s second outburst.
So, to kill the protagonist, one must do it quietly. This flashy way is a dead end.
Well, well, let’s wait a bit longer.
At that moment, as if in slow motion, Zhong Ping and Du Xu struck out with their palms, each hitting the other’s chest.
Thump! Both spat out a mouthful of thick blood.
“You’re still too green, kid!”
With all his might, Du Xu took advantage of Zhong Ping’s momentary breathlessness to deliver a final palm strike, sending Zhong Ping flying dozens of meters, leaving a trail of blood on the grass.
“In the end, I win, haha!”
Du Xu was ecstatic, having not met such a strong opponent in a long time, worthy of someone who could kill a celestial dragon. But still, he was the more skilled, victory belonged to him!
But then…
He realized that the brat had taken on Zhong Ping’s appearance.
What’s this…
He felt something was amiss and quickly turned his gaze to the illusion.
He saw Lin Nuo, the boy standing nearby, nonchalantly kicking pebbles.
That’s not an illusion…?!
Du Xu suddenly realized, no wonder the moves of the person he had just fought felt so familiar, it wasn’t him after all!
So, the person he had just been fighting was Zhong Ping!
“You little brat, it turns out that after all this time, we’ve been… ah…”
Du Xu spat out a mouthful of blood, his spiritual veins severely damaged by Zhong Ping’s palm strike, the pain intensifying with every movement.
His cultivated celestial dragon was dead, his followers gone, and he was gravely injured, yet he was still unaware of the boy’s true strength.
To him, the boy seemed to be around the third rank, but he hid an unfathomable power.
Someone who could easily kill a celestial dragon, whether in courage, speed, or strength, could not be a low-level cultivator.
He was concealing his cultivation level, a feat said to be achievable only by the most supreme masters.
And that boy’s gaze was different from those sect disciples; it harbored a deep, sinister intent to kill.
He was certain, this boy was definitely not of the same ilk as those disciples.
Flashes of realization crossed his mind, and then it dawned on him.
Du Xu began to laugh: “So that’s how it is, that’s how it is. We’ve all been played!”
Lin Nuo listened, puzzled.
Played? You all seem more like you’ve been injected with chicken blood.
Du Xu: “You deliberately let us know about your shadow clone technique, then you annihilated the heavenly slave dragon, causing me to rage beyond calm. You calculated that we would come, stirred up Zhong Ping’s emotions in advance, provoked us, and then used the illusion array you had laid out beforehand to make us see hallucinations of people, leading us to fight each other to death, while you reaped the benefits of the fisherman!”
Lin Nuo: ???
“Such a vicious scheme,” Du Xu said, wiping the blood from his mouth, “you must be Lin Nuo. Yu Dong said you were the most useless, but who would have thought you had such deep schemes.”
Lin Nuo: ???
Du Xu: “Great wisdom is often mistaken for folly, and the least noticeable ones are often the most fearsome. From the beginning, you already had our plans and movements in your grasp, right?”
Lin Nuo: ???
What the hell, this is all a bunch of nonsense.
Du Xu continued to laugh heartily: “The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. We set out to kill these righteous disciples, not realizing that we were also the prey. Well, I, Du Xu, am thoroughly convinced by my defeat!”
Lin Nuo: “……”
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