Chapter 13: Zhao Yu Encounters Master Lingxu Once More

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Faced with Zhao Yu’s reaction, his younger brother’s chest face grew increasingly strange, and he finally couldn’t help but say, “Brother, although I don’t want to disturb your sorrow right now, I have to tell you, that brat Maruko was watching the scene over there with me yesterday.”

“She wasn’t harmed...” Zhao Yu was stunned.

Had he been grieving for nothing?

His brother was at a loss for words, and the face on his chest looked exhausted. “Brother, that brat is still watching over there... By the way, you should go scold her quickly—she even dared to eat some mysterious stuff.”

“Where?”

“Over there.”

Upon learning the location, Zhao Yu hurried off to find his sister-in-law.

Just as he stepped out the door, he turned back.

“Brother?” his brother asked, puzzled.

Zhao Yu was curious: “You said ‘watching a scene’? What kind of show could there be in this ghostly place?”

His brother casually replied, “A trash is chasing two useless people... It’s complicated, you should go see for yourself.”

“Alright then.” Zhao Yu grabbed his firewood knife and hurried out.

He wasn’t interested in any spectacle; he just wanted to call his sister-in-law back as soon as possible.

Once Zhao Yu was far away, the face on his brother’s chest faded, replaced by a featureless visage that flickered with countless human faces.

Without exception, each face stared at Zhao Yu’s retreating figure, their eyes filled with an inexplicable charm.

After leaving home, Zhao Yu soon approached a tunnel.

The spot his brother had indicated was several hundred miles from their house; with his slender arms and legs, it would take who knew how long to walk there.

At this point, of course, he had to take the shortcut.

This tunnel had been dug through cultivation techniques by his wife; traveling through it took less than fifteen minutes to reach the wild mountain where he often gathered mushrooms.

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Low mountain range area

Ling Xuzi and the leader of the Bear Tribe stood side by side at the foot of a small hill, their faces extremely grim.

A paper figure, resembling both clay sculpture and metal, hovered in the sky, staring at them.

The Bear Tribe leader’s expression darkened: “Why isn’t this paper figure coming over...?”

Yesterday, he and Ling Xuzi had taken the risk of attacking first, luring the paper figure here. Unexpectedly, once it got close, it seemed aware something was wrong and refused to enter!

Now, Ling Xuzi and the leader were trapped here by the paper figure, unable to advance or retreat.

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After a while, the Bear Tribe leader clenched his teeth: “Dawn has come, the first rays have illuminated the world. Normally, creatures like this evil spirit would weaken—should we try attacking now?”

Ling Xuzi shook his head: “Absolutely impossible.”

Yesterday, he and the others were spotted by the paper figure during the day!

They were at their peak state, even possessing the form of the Star God... Yet the paper figure devoured that form; Ling Xuzi still could not reform it.

Even during the day, if they fought the paper figure, death was certain.

After some thought, Ling Xuzi suggested: “Can you try contacting your tribe and ask their god to travel during daylight? Regardless, the paper figure’s strength is surely weaker in the day. The Bear God should be able to suppress it.”

The leader said nothing.

The paper figure was far too sinister and unnatural; rather than risk invoking their god, it was wiser to have the god protect the tribe and relocate immediately.

As long as the god remained, the Bear Tribe could survive; if anything happened to the Bear God, no matter how strong the tribe was, it would perish in the vast Shadow Mountains.

Seeing this, Ling Xuzi fell silent and could only watch the paper figure with a headache.

No surprise—the standoff would likely drag on indefinitely.

However...

About fifteen minutes later,

The paper figure, still hovering in the sky, suddenly tilted its head toward another part of the mountain foot.

Its greedy eyes turned resentful.

Then it cast a cold glance at the two leaders before vanishing into thin air.

“Gone?”

Ling Xuzi and the leader both rejoiced but suppressed their excitement... The paper figure was too mysterious; perhaps it was only pretending to leave.

They decided to wait longer.

They planned to wait until noon, when the sun’s brilliance was strongest, then slip away.

Ling Xuzi resolved that at noon, he would burn his blood and fly out of the million-li Shadow Mountains.

He refused to believe the damned paper figure could chase him beyond the mountains!

Then they saw a patch of seemingly normal dirt nearby suddenly turn into planks, and Zhao Yu crawled out from within.

The Bear Tribe leader’s eyes narrowed: “No, that’s exactly where the paper figure looked before leaving!”

Perhaps the paper figure wasn’t bluffing but had truly gone—leaving because of Zhao Yu’s sudden appearance.

“Tunnel” exit

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After climbing out of the tunnel, Zhao Yu glanced around and immediately spotted a burly man in the distance wearing a wolf tooth necklace.

Most importantly, he saw Ling Xuzi.

Zhao Yu’s eyes instantly reddened.

This guy promised to help him cultivate but ran off last night!

It would be one thing if Ling Xuzi could train him today; if not... he refused to believe that, as a strong young man, he couldn’t defeat an old geezer.

Then again, maybe he really couldn’t, since Ling Xuzi was a cultivator?

The outcome was uncertain.

Zhao Yu didn’t fight unprepared battles.

He immediately whispered to the firewood knife, “Firewood knife, do you think I can beat him?”

“Beat him? I don’t know how to say,” replied the knife’s voice in Zhao Yu’s mind, though its surface remained unchanged.

Zhao Yu was speechless: “What’s there to not say? Even if I can’t win, just tell me. That guy’s the cultivator I’ve been longing to become like; it’s normal if I lose. You don’t need to worry about discouraging me.”

“It’s not about winning or losing... I really don’t know how to put it.”

After a pause, the knife explained, “First, he definitely can’t kill you. Second, if you let me cut him, he’d die in an instant without a trace. Finally, that guy can fly; you can’t hit him—that’s basically it.”

Zhao Yu suddenly understood: “Got it. So it’s fifty-fifty between us.”

The knife didn’t want to respond.

Zhao Yu sighed: “You’re useless. If you could cut on your own, you’d have killed him already. It’s only because we’re close that you tolerate being carried around.”

The knife was even less inclined to speak.

Zhao Yu ignored it, gritting his teeth, “Since our fighting strength is even, I’m not afraid.”

Gripping the firewood knife, he strode fiercely toward Ling Xuzi.

Seeing Zhao Yu’s actions, Ling Xuzi’s face instantly broke out in cold sweat.

Though Zhao Yu had shown no fighting ability or evil aura from start to finish, Ling Xuzi would never forget how the eerie and terrifying Maruko and faceless Mu Han had behaved so obediently in front of Zhao Yu!

The Bear Tribe leader said gravely, “You know him?”

His eyes weren’t blind.

Ling Xuzi’s lips moved but he said nothing.

Zhao Yu drew near, glaring angrily: “Why did you run off last night? You’re so untrustworthy! You signed a contract and didn’t honor it!”