Chapter 163: Thunder Methods, Strange Magical Weapons

Xishuifang Market.

In Baoyue Tower, the lights were bright and the voices were bustling.

In a private room on the second floor, the scene was quite different.

The decoration here is elegant and the soundproofing is excellent, as if it is isolated from the hustle and bustle outside.

Ye Debao and Tan Sunshu leaned on the couch with exquisite wine and food in front of them.

Two female cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, dressed in light gauze and with graceful figures, were pouring wine for them.

They had beautiful faces and good cultivation, but in front of these two foundation-building monks, they were very cautious and did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

Tan Sunshu put down his wine glass, frowned slightly, and whispered: "Debao, I heard some rumors recently. It seems that someone is secretly inquiring about you. Could it be that some enemy has come to visit you?"

After hearing this, Ye Debao just smiled contemptuously and shook his head, saying, "When we do this kind of business, how can we not have a few enemies? But when it comes to living enemies, hey, hey, that's really hard to find."

He paused and continued, "You and I both know that all the things we do are done cleanly and efficiently."

"We have killed many foundation-building monks and taken on many dirty jobs. Which one of them was not handled secretly? Who can trace it back to us?"

Tan Sunshu sighed and said, "That being said, Brother She's death is a big blow to us."

"Now that we no longer have a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, our strength has dropped significantly. What I am worried about is that those families that once had a grudge against us will take the opportunity to attack us."

The smile on Ye Debao's face gradually disappeared. He pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "Brother Tan, you are right. We do need to be careful."

"But now our cultivation bases are both high, especially yours. You are about to break through to the late stage of foundation building. When that time comes, what will you be afraid of?"

The two smiled at each other, raised their glasses and drank together, but they did not really let down their guard.

The two female Qi-refining cultivators were still serving carefully at the side, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

……

At the same time, far away from the suburbs of Xishuifang City, the night was hazy and starry.

Four beams of light came from the sky, landed in a dense forest, and transformed into four human figures.

Among these four people, in addition to Ji Chang, Wang Changsheng and Hu Qingsong, there is also a slightly younger cultivator.

This person was Hu Yongjing, a younger generation of the Hu family, who Hu Qingsong specially called because he was worried about insufficient manpower.

Although Hu Yongjing is only a junior compared to Ji Chang and the other three, it has taken him more than ten or twenty years to break through the foundation-building stage. He is also a cultivator from a family, so his strength is extraordinary.

Compared with the ordinary casual cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building, he is probably not much inferior.

In the eyes of Hu Qingsong and Wang Changsheng, the junior Hu Yongjing might be even stronger than their friend Ji Chang.

Hu Qingsong glanced at Xishui Market not far away, then he looked away and said to the other three people, "According to the intelligence we have received, Ye Debao and his men have been frequenting Xishui Market recently, and some people have seen them here with their own eyes."

Having said this, he paused, turned to Wang Changsheng, and continued: "Brother Wang, we have to take the initiative to attack tonight. You and I will be the main fighting force, facing those cultivators directly and catching them off guard."

When Wang Changsheng heard this, a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He nodded, indicating that he agreed with Hu Qingsong's proposal.

Then, Hu Qingsong turned to Ji Chang with a look of concern on his face.

"Brother Han and Yong Jing, you stay on the sidelines and be ready to support us at any time."

Perhaps worried that Ji Chang would think he had underestimated him, Hu Qingsong gave another explanation at this time.

"Brother Han, I know that you are an alchemist and you usually practice in Liaogu Immortal City, so you rarely have the opportunity to take action."

"Although you have reached the middle stage of foundation building, your actual combat experience may not be as rich as mine and my brother's. You don't need to be too aggressive in this action."

Ji Chang smiled slightly after hearing this, shook his head and said, "Brother Hu, don't worry about me. I have earned some merits over the years, and spent a lot of merits to exchange for a second-level corpse refining secret method of the Huangquan Sect."

"Now, I have a second-level low-grade refined corpse and a second-level middle-grade refined corpse in my hands. Although I dare not say how powerful they are, they are enough to protect myself."

Hearing Ji Chang's words, Hu Qingsong and others showed surprised expressions.

They didn't expect that this seemingly gentle alchemist actually had such tricks up his sleeve.

Ji Chang has these two refined corpses in his hands, plus his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building. Even if he is not good at fighting, his strength will not be too weak.

Even ordinary cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building would basically not be a match for Ji Chang.

However, how could they know that Ji Chang currently had five second-grade, mid-quality refined corpses in his hands.

In addition, there is a second-level top-grade refined corpse and a second-level top-grade corpse puppet.

Relying solely on the refined corpse in his hand, Ji Chang was able to kill Ye Debao and his ilk.

"If that's the case, then we'll be more confident."

Hu Qingsong and Wang Changsheng smiled at each other and nodded in agreement.

They didn't think much about it. Alchemists like Ji Chang who were not good at fighting did like to buy some corpses and puppets as a means of self-defense.

Nowadays, due to the exchange of merits, corpse refining is not a rare thing among the cultivators in Zheng State.

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Baoyue Tower.

In the elegantly decorated private room on the second floor, the lighting was soft. The only people in the room were Ye Debao and the beautiful female cultivator in his arms. The two were laughing and joking, and the atmosphere was charming.

Ye Debao was in a very happy mood. He gently stroked the female cultivator's hair and smelled the faint fragrance on her body. He was about to take further action to enjoy the pleasure of love.

Suddenly, he frowned and felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

In an instant, he felt several unfamiliar spiritual senses quickly sweeping over them. Although it was only a brief moment, Ye Debao's cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building allowed him to keenly capture this abnormality.

This feeling of being spied on made him very uncomfortable and also made him more alert.

"wrong!"

He let go of the female cultivator and his eyes became sharp.

"This divine consciousness is somewhat familiar."

"It's him!"

Ye Debao thought of something.

The female cultivator also noticed his change and looked at him somewhat bewilderedly.

He took a deep breath, gently patted the back of the female practitioner's hand, signaling her not to worry, then stood up and walked out of the private room.

At this moment, Tan Sunshu walked out from next door and looked at Ye Debao with a serious look on his face.

Ye Debao met his gaze and said in a deep voice: "Brother Tan, what you just said is right. We are indeed being targeted."

Upon hearing this, Tan Sunshu was about to say something, but suddenly, his expression changed again and his eyes were fixed on the lobby downstairs.

Suddenly, more than a dozen red lights like thin threads shot out from the lobby on the first floor, covering the two of them like a dragnet.

These red lights flashed with strange auras, but they were not the result of magical spells.

"This is..." Tan Sunshu exclaimed, retreating rapidly, and at the same time slapping out with his palm, the clouds gathered and turned into a giant hand, trying to disperse the red light. However, the red light seemed to have spirituality, and cleverly avoided Tan Sunshu's attack and continued to approach the two.

Ye Debao also reacted quickly. He grabbed Tan Sunshu, and lightning surged around him. The two of them went upwards at the same time, broke through the roof of Baoyue Tower, and fled into the sky, trying to avoid the strange red light.

However, the red light was like a thorn in the flesh, following the two closely, as if it would not stop until it trapped them.

"What the hell is this thing?" Tan Sunshu exclaimed, his face full of solemnity.

"Magic weapons!" Ye Debao responded in a deep voice, "These red lights are some extremely thin needle-shaped magic weapons."

Ye Debao activated his spiritual sense and saw through the essence of the red light.

At this time, Wang Changsheng was surrounded by flames, like a ball of burning fire, and pounced towards Ye Debao and Tan Sunshu.

He was extremely fast and in the blink of an eye he had approached the two men.

Behind Wang Changsheng, Hu Qingsong followed closely.

He looked calm, and kept making hand gestures to activate those needle-shaped magic weapons.

Those needle-shaped magical weapons with flashing red light seemed to be injected with life, flying nimbly and approaching Ye Debao and Tan Sunshu.

While controlling the magic weapon, Hu Qingsong approached the two of them, ready to support Wang Changsheng at any time.

The tacit cooperation between the two was obviously the result of a long period of working together.

Ye Debao and Tan Sunshu felt nervous when they saw this.

Ye Debao controlled lightning spells, and violent lightning surrounded him.

He flipped his palm, and a thick bolt of lightning condensed in an instant, and with a deafening roar, it struck Wang Changsheng and Hu Qingsong fiercely.

The lightning was extremely fast and arrived in front of the two people in the blink of an eye.

However, Wang Changsheng is no ordinary person.

He was surrounded by flames, like a ball of burning fire.

Facing Ye Debao's lightning attack, he sneered, clasped his hands together, and a powerful fire surged out of his body, transforming into a fire dragon, roaring towards the lightning.

The fire dragon and lightning collided violently in the air, bursting out with dazzling light and deafening noise.

For a moment, flames splashed, thunder and lightning struck, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

At the same time, Hu Qingsong also activated his magic weapons. Those needle-shaped magic weapons danced flexibly in the flashing red light and attacked Ye Debao and Tan Sunshu.

These magical weapons are extremely fast and tiny. If you don’t use your spiritual sense to observe carefully, they are difficult to detect and are hard to guard against.

Upon seeing this, Tan Sunshu immediately urged the clouds and mist to form a thick cloud wall, trying to resist these needle-shaped magical weapons.

However, Hu Qingsong had too many needle-shaped magical weapons in his hands, and the attack angles were tricky. In addition, Hu Qingsong also used the differentiation spell, which made Tan Sunshu overwhelmed.

The fight between the four became more and more intense. Ye Debao controlled lightning spells, lightning flashed in his hands, and every attack was accompanied by a roar, shocking people.

Ji Chang and Hu Yongjing were hiding not far away, ready to intercept the reinforcements of Ye Debao and Tan Sunshu.

Ji Chang saw Ye Debao's thunder methods and couldn't help but be amazed.

"This way of thunder is inherently the most rigid and masculine, and its offensive power is among the best among many schools."

"Although Ye Debao is only in the middle stage of foundation building, his strength is not inferior to that of ordinary late stage foundation building cultivators thanks to his hand grenade technique."

"Although Fellow Daoist Wang is very powerful and experienced, he practices the Ding Fire lineage, which is suppressed by the Yang Thunder and is even at a slight disadvantage."

However, Ji Chang was not worried after seeing this, because on the other side, Tan Sunshu was being tortured to the point of being almost torn into a sieve by Hu Qingsong's magic weapon.

At this time, Tan Sunshu's body was covered with dense red dots, each of which was caused by Hu Qingsong's needle-shaped magic weapon piercing through him.

His clothes were stained with blood and he looked quite disheveled.

Despite this, he still gritted his teeth and persisted, constantly urging the clouds and mist to defend and counterattack.

However, Hu Qingsong's needle-shaped magic weapon was too strange, and every attack was hard to defend against.

Although Tan Sunshu tried his best, he still couldn't withstand the attacks that were as dense as drizzle.

On the other side, although Ye Debao had a slight advantage, he couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw the miserable condition of Tan Sunshu.

He knew that although he had the temporary advantage, if Tan Sunshu could not withstand Hu Qingsong's attack, both of them would be in danger.

Therefore, while attacking Wang Changsheng, Ye Debao also had to pay attention to Tan Sunshu's situation.

He tried to adjust his tactics and tried to find the flaw in Hu Qingsong's magic weapon in order to rescue Tan Sunshu.

However, Wang Changsheng was no ordinary man. He held Ye Debao tightly, preventing him from escaping.

Hu Qingsong also took the opportunity to intensify his attack, trying to defeat Tan Sunshu in one fell swoop.

In this fierce battle, the four of them displayed their magical powers and the situation was in a stalemate for a time.

Ji Chang and Hu Yongjing were watching the battle not far away. They were always ready to intercept the reinforcements of Ye Debao and Tan Sunshu.

As time went on, the fighting became more intense.

Although Ye Debao and Tan Sunshu tried their best, they were still at a disadvantage.

At this moment, Tan Sunshu's eyes flickered, and he suddenly realized something. He sent a message to Ye Debao: "Debao, prepare to evacuate!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Debao immediately responded: "Understood!"

The next moment, Tan Sunshu activated his magic and clouds and mist emerged, completely covering the surroundings.

This cloud and mist is extraordinary. It can isolate spiritual consciousness to a certain extent and provide cover for their evacuation.

Under the cover of clouds and fog, Ye Debao and Tan Sunshu took the opportunity to prepare for retreat.

Their figures flashed and turned into two streams of light, heading out of the market.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng and Hu Qingsong immediately chased after him.

However, due to the interference of clouds and fog, their spiritual awareness was restricted to a certain extent, and the speed of pursuit was also affected.

Seeing this, Hu Yongjing was eager to try and prepared to step forward to intercept.

Ji Chang sent him a message: "Look over there, their helpers have arrived."

Hu Yongjing was stunned when he heard this, and his spiritual sense swept in the direction that Ji Chang indicated.

Apart from a few foundation-building cultivators who were watching the fun, there were actually two beams of light coming towards this place.

Ji Chang first cast the disaster-bringing spell he had prepared long ago towards Tan Sunshu.

Then he summoned two iron corpses and said to Hu Yongjing, "Yongjing, go with me to intercept the helpers of those two men. I will send an iron corpse to help Brother Hu and the others."

Upon hearing this, Hu Yongjing quickly agreed.

(End of this chapter)