LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 14:
Chapter 14: These People Are No Match at All!:
Hearing Lu Chen call her that, Xiao Yu’er felt warmth in her heart, her eyes brimming with tears.
Senior Brother still saw her as his junior sister. He didn’t lump her together with the others from the Mystic Spirit Holy Sect.
At that moment, Xiao Yu’er had already made up her mind—she was willing to die for him.
Even if it meant giving up her life today, she would protect Senior Brother no matter what!
“Senior Brother, to be able to meet you again in this lifetime… Xiao Yu’er is already satisfied.”
“If things go wrong later, please leave immediately!”
“Xiao Yu’er will stay behind to hold them off. Senior Brother must get to safety!”
Her expression was solemn, her voice as soft as a whisper.
Lu Chen, however, wanted to laugh.
This little girl… she really hadn’t changed at all.
With these kinds of enemies, if he had truly lost all his cultivation, then even if she could hold them off for a while, where could he possibly escape to?
In the end, he would still be at their mercy.
His Samsara’s Flowing Years might not yet be at its peak, but dealing with this group was more than enough.
“Xiao Yu’er, step aside!”
Before Xiao Yu’er could react, Lu Chen had already formed a hand seal.
In an instant, the bamboo staff glowed with an eerie radiance once more.
Now wasn’t the time for reminiscing.
If they delayed any longer, their enemies’ swords would be at their throats!
The masked assassins attacked viciously, aiming straight for Lu Chen and Xiao Yu’er’s vitals!
The robed man’s killing intent was even stronger.
The Emperor had issued an imperial decree—Lu Chen must die!
If they didn’t go all out, the ones who would die next would be them.
“Die!”
The robed man’s face twisted with malice, and his sword aura surged!
In the blink of an eye, a violent gust of sword energy erupted toward them.
Even the air trembled with an ear-piercing hum!
The force of the attack sent trees snapping in half, stones scattering in all directions.
The robed man charged at the front, and the other assassins followed, pouring in their full strength.
Xiao Yu’er bit her lip and raised her sword in defense.
Above them, the bamboo staff soared three meters into the air!
“Boom!”
The light gathered around the staff wasn’t sword intent, but a force of immense penetration!
A glimmer of excitement flashed through Lu Chen’s eyes, his expression remaining unshakably calm.
Ever since his meridians had been reforged, he had wanted to test his abilities on a live target.
Who would have thought that the Northern Li Imperial Shadow Guards would deliver themselves to him?
Since they were so eager to charge forward, he had no reason to hold back!
“Break!”
Lu Chen’s gaze sharpened, as if he were admiring a beautiful view.
The assassins froze, dumbfounded.
What was going on?
Was Lu Chen so terrified that he had gone mad?
The sword was already at his neck, yet he was still enjoying himself?
Was he trying to make sure he died peacefully?
Even Xiao Yu’er was momentarily stunned by what she saw.
When she saw the bamboo staff rise, she had already guessed that her suspicions were right.
But Senior Brother’s calm demeanor left her utterly confused.
The robed man, believing he had the upper hand, let out a triumphant roar.
“Kill him!”
Yet, before the words even left his mouth, his face suddenly contorted in terror!
The sword aura they had gathered had vanished!
Even the swords in their hands—felt useless!
The others were just as shocked.
“What’s going on?! Why aren’t we attacking?!”
“Boss, my hands… I suddenly have no strength!”
“Me too!”
Their power had mysteriously disappeared—leaving the masked assassins dumbstruck.
They were so bewildered that they even forgot their own rule of silence in front of a target.
The robed man’s face darkened, and he staggered backward.
At the same time, the bamboo staff’s glow seemed to gain awareness.
No matter which direction they tried to retreat to, the light followed them!
Moments ago, they had been full of confidence, their fighting spirit soaring.
Now, they felt like punctured sacks—drained and weak!
Fear gripped the assassins.
The robed man could barely keep his footing.
“Damn it!”
“It’s Lu Chen’s ultimate technique!”
“Samsara… Flowing Years!”
The last words were barely shouted before the masked assassins abandoned their swords and fled.
Even as they ran, their eyes were filled with disbelief.
Wasn’t Lu Chen of the Mystic Spirit Holy Sect supposed to have lost all his cultivation?
How could he still use Samsara’s Flowing Years?!
No spiritual root. No cultivation.
Yet, he was able to unleash such devastating power?
How was that possible?!
There was no time to think.
Their only concern was surviving Lu Chen’s attack.
If they didn’t escape now, they would soon be corpses!
Watching the group flee in utter disgrace, Lu Chen shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of disappointment.
“Not satisfying at all.”
Honestly, he had hoped to exchange a few more moves with the leader of the Northern Li Imperial Shadow Guards.
Though he hadn’t traveled between the kingdoms in years, he had heard about their strength.
Their leader’s cultivation should have been higher, right?
But compared to him now…
These people were utterly pathetic.
Xiao Yu’er, snapping out of her shock, immediately turned to Lu Chen.
“Senior Brother, has your cultivation fully recovered?! That’s amazing!”
Excitedly, she nearly clapped her hands together, just like she used to.
Lu Chen shook his head.
“Not completely. But for people like them… the result was predictable.”
Hearing those words, Xiao Yu’er finally relaxed.
They had fled in disgrace, but their fates were sealed.
Soon enough, they would be dead with no place to be buried.
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This made Meng Yu suddenly recall something she had said long ago.
“Senior Brother never bullies others without reason, but if someone dares to cause trouble, he will make sure they never forget it.”
Even if those people had to pay with their lives, perhaps in their next lifetime, they would finally learn their lesson!
“Senior Brother, where are you heading?”
Meng Yu took the initiative to ask.
“Going home for a visit,” Lu Chen said casually.
Meng Yu’s face showed a look of anticipation. After hesitating for a moment, she finally gathered her courage.
“Senior Brother, can I come with you?”
“You’re not going back to the Mystic Spirit Holy Sect?”
“I have no plans to return for now, and besides, I’d like to see what Senior Brother’s hometown looks like.”
Meng Yu smiled just like she used to, dimples appearing faintly on her clear and delicate face.
“Alright.”
Lu Chen agreed, and Meng Yu became even more delighted.
The bamboo staff had already returned to Lu Chen’s hand, and Meng Yu also sheathed her sword.
The two walked side by side—one in white, one in blue—like a scene from a painting.
After half an incense stick’s time had passed, Meng Yu suddenly stopped in her tracks, looking ahead in confusion.
“Senior Brother, look!”
“Aren’t those people from earlier…?”
Before she could even finish her sentence, Lu Chen had already nodded.
“Why are they just standing there?”
Meng Yu’s eyes were filled with shock.
The robed man and the eight black-clad assassins were all frozen in place, completely motionless.
Even more bizarrely, they still maintained their walking posture.
Most of them had one foot on the ground, while the other foot was raised mid-step, as if they had been paused in time.
Holding such a pose without moving—wouldn’t that be exhausting?
“Should we take a different route?”
Lu Chen suggested.
Meng Yu shook her head.
“Something’s not right. Their state must be caused by some kind of pressure point technique.”
“Since they can’t move, they shouldn’t be a threat to us.”
“Should we just walk past them?”
Lu Chen smiled calmly and said, “Sure, but remember, this was your decision.”
“Of course! If there’s really any danger, I have Senior Brother with me, so I’m not afraid!”
Meng Yu blinked playfully before stepping forward.
However, before they even reached the frozen men, Meng Yu sensed something strange.
There was no wind, yet the air seemed to stir around them.
And the flow of air carried a bone-chilling killing intent!
At that moment, Meng Yu finally saw their expressions clearly.
Fear.
Shock.
Panic.
Even their eyes contained a hint of death and absolute despair!
What was going on?!
Could it be… Senior Brother…?!
Meng Yu turned to look at Lu Chen.
But Lu Chen remained calm, simply observing the motionless figures before him.
Suddenly, the air currents swirled even faster!
Before Meng Yu could react, a loud explosion rang out—
“Boom!”
One of the assassins exploded into pieces!
In an instant, blood mist filled the air!
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
The sounds continued one after another.
Very soon, the entire area was shrouded in a thick, crimson mist!
At that moment, the bamboo staff in Lu Chen’s hand glowed once more, forming a protective barrier around him and Meng Yu.
This light shield completely blocked the splattering blood and flesh from touching them.
After several continuous explosions, everything fell silent.
Aside from the pungent stench of blood lingering in the air, everything else seemed unchanged.
If Meng Yu hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn’t have believed what had just happened.
“This is… Samsara’s Flowing Years…?”
At this moment, Meng Yu finally understood the terrifying power of this technique.
Senior Brother’s cultivation hadn’t even fully recovered, yet he was already this strong.
If his strength were to completely return, just what kind of existence would he become?
Did the people at the Mystic Spirit Holy Sect even realize what they had done?
“Do you regret it?”
Lu Chen’s voice was calm.
“Of course not! If anything, I’m relieved—otherwise, my clothes would be covered in blood by now!”
Meng Yu replied with a cheeky smile.