Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 52 - 53: A miss by a fraction of an inch leads to an error of a thousand miles

Chapter 52: Chapter 53: A miss by a fraction of an inch leads to an error of a thousand miles

Three-foot Green Blade, its offensive fierce, but caught between two fingers.

The tip of the sword, just a millimeter away from Yu Shilong’s eyelid.

Unfortunately.

A miss is as good as a mile!

Just this one millimeter, no matter how forcefully Cheng Zihua exerts, no matter how intensely he channels his Primordial Qi, he can’t advance further.

The blade, due to too much force, has already bent and seems like it could shatter at any moment.

And those long fingers, they haven’t twitched the slightest; the owner of the fingers stays motionless, his expression indifferent.

The two fingers, naturally, belong to Lin Hao.

Yu Shilong had already shed a cold sweat, his eyelids twitching, looking at Lin Hao with gratitude.

A great kindness does not need to be voiced, he said nothing more.

The atmosphere around became eerily tense, and one could clearly hear everyone’s breathing in the field.

Very coarse.

Very heavy!

Everyone’s gaze converged on Lin Hao, faces filled with shock and disbelief.

Who was Cheng Zihua?

He is a disciple of Master Wu!

Yu Shilong might have defeated more than thirty people, but he didn’t even have the chance to strike the former.

But the young man before them stopped the sword with two fingers.

How strong were those slender fingers?

Even Wu Manjiang showed surprise in his eyes, stunned.

"Clang!"

With one finger, Lin Hao lightly flicked the sword blade, and Cheng Zihua felt an immense force transmitting from the blade, through his arm.

In an instant, the hand holding the sword involuntarily released.

Three-foot Green Blade slipped from his grasp, spinning three hundred sixty degrees mid-air.

The hilt landed in Lin Hao’s hand.

"Pfft!"

Almost simultaneously, the tip easily pierced through Cheng Zihua’s Primordial Qi defense, and into his chest.

Blood flowed down the blade, then dripped onto the ground.

"Drip."

"Drip..."

One drop, two drops, three drops...

Blood also spilled from the corners of Cheng Zihua’s mouth, his eyes filled with confusion and fear.

Confusion towards Lin Hao, fear of death.

He didn’t understand why Lin Hao could kill him, knowing that his body, even if hacked with a kitchen knife, wouldn’t be penetrated.

But the youth before him, with a seemingly effortless stab, took his life.

"Shick."

With a slight exertion of his arm, Three-foot Green Blade was pulled out.

Cheng Zihua clutched his chest, unwillingly fell to the ground, breathed his last, dead.

Till his death, his eyes still filled with bafflement.

Unfortunately, he would never know the answer.

Killing one person, Lin Hao’s heart remains undisturbed; after all, countless have died by his hands.

One, was not significant.

Cheng Zihua lay in front of Lin Hao, blood slowly pooling beneath, making it look as though he stood in a pool of blood.

The Gu Family, about a dozen people, had ashen faces.

A pair of once proud pupils, now filled with terror.

Cold!

They could only feel a chill permeating the air around them, causing an involuntary shiver.

This young man, must be a madman!

Killing as soon as he mentions it.

Could a normal person do this?

A youth who should have gone unnoticed, now, captured everyone’s attention.

"The sword is good, but sadly, the man wielding it wasn’t."

"I’ll say it again, from today onward, the Gu Family, get out of Huaxia, from now on, the Yu Family will replace it."

"Everyone, any objections?"

Lin Hao held his long sword and scanned every person present.

Those who were swept by his gaze didn’t dare to make eye contact; their faces paled, particularly the aunt who initially mocked and said Lin Hao could be squashed with a foot. She shuddered upon meeting Lin Hao’s glance and wet herself, urine spreading across the floor.

"It seems you have no objections, then..." Lin Hao’s eyes turned to Gu Qinghai, "How about you?"

Gu Qinghai’s body shuddered, seeking help with his eyes from Wu Manjiang.

Now, Wu Manjiang was trembling all over; unlike the Gu family, he was a Cultivator and was not afraid of Lin Hao.

He was furious!

After finally finding an exceptionally talented Disciple who he had nurtured for nearly two decades, to have him killed just like that!

Killed by a youth!

Wu Manjiang’s eyes darkened as he raised his head and ominously said to Lin Hao: "Good, very good, in twenty years, you are the only one who has angered me."

Wu Manjiang took a step forward, stepping towards Lin Hao step by step: "No wonder Yu Shilong said you were an expert."

"You’ve reached that step too, even stronger than Zihua."

"But, do you know the consequences of angering me, Wu Manjiang?"

Wu Manjiang’s steps were rhythmic, as if stepping on piano strings, causing people’s hearts to beat with his pace.

Very eerie.

Only Lin Hao noticed that at this moment, Wu Manjiang was enveloped by a thick layer of Primordial Qi.

And his arm was slowly gathering strength, even his fingers were enveloped in Primordial Qi.

Wu Manjiang was very strong, having entered the second major Realm of Cultivation. Though just at the initial stage, he could already externalize Primordial Qi.

Gu Qinghai stood up, his expression very excited.

Wu Manjiang was taking action himself!

It had been twenty years since he last saw Wu Manjiang in action.

At this moment, Gu Qinghai’s old eyes were wide open, afraid to miss a thing.

And when he looked at Lin Hao, he was already looking at a dead man.

Enemies of Master Wu, to this day, none had survived.

Every one of them, mutilated.

Within a few breaths, Wu Manjiang had reached Lin Hao and said gravely, "For killing Zihua, your blood will serve as his tribute..."

"Clang!"

His words were not yet finished.

Suddenly.

A green flash streaked through the air.

Very bright, very fast, very dazzling!

After the green flash, Lin Hao picked up the scabbard on the ground, withdrew the Three-foot Green Blade, and without a glance at Wu Manjiang, turned and walked towards the door.

He didn’t say a word.

He never liked to talk much; what needed to be said had already been said. The Gu Family knew how they should act, and understood perfectly.

"Master Wu, don’t let him go!" Seeing Lin Hao leaving, Gu Qinghai shouted.

But Wu Manjiang didn’t respond.

"Master Wu?" Gu Qinghai called out again.

Wu Manjiang still did not move.

Yu Shilong and Yu Shibo exchanged puzzled looks.

What happened?

Why did Mr. Lin leave?

It was one thing to leave, but why didn’t Wu Manjiang stop him?

Bracing himself, Gu Fei walked up to Wu Manjiang and cautiously started, "Master Wu, you..."

He didn’t finish his words and suddenly shut his mouth, his lips trembling uncontrollably.

Because he saw a bizarre red mark suddenly slit Wu Manjiang’s neck.

The mark was very fine, very fine.

But it was bleeding.

"Wu... Master, are you alright..." Gu Fei trembled, cautiously asking again.

But at that moment.

Master Wu’s head eerily tilted.

Then.

His head neatly separated from his neck and rolled onto the ground.

A column of blood shot into the sky, instantly staining the villa’s beams red.

Gu Fei was too close and bore the brunt, his face splattered with blood.

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