The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 195 - 7: Blood Bat 8

Chapter 195: Chapter 7: Blood Bat 8

The moon rose above the tips of the willows.

Tonight was an exceptionally clear and bright night, with a full moon hanging in the sky, pure and flawless.

But the world under the moon was not so beautiful.

In the Mei Mansion of Xixian City, large lanterns were lit as soon as the sun had not yet set. When night fell, the bright moonlight coupled with lights everywhere made the entire Mei Mansion shine as if it were daytime.

"Big brother!" Third Young Master Mei, Mei Yuanzheng, hurried into the room and called out to the Mei family’s Patriarch, Mei Yuanwei.

"Third brother, didn’t I tell you to leave with your second brother?" Mei Yuanwei quickly walked over, put his hand on Mei Yuanzheng’s shoulder, "How could you come back? Coming back is tantamount to delivering yourself to death."

"There are too few people left in the mansion, not enough for even one family’s number. The assassins from the Azure Dragon Association who fail to exterminate us will continue to pursue. Dying with you, big brother, would just give them enough people to kill," said Mei Yuanzheng with a smile that was neither grim nor fearful, as if he were not coming to meet his death but merely returning home from a common outing.

"This vast home, how many are left now? Even with you, how could it be enough for one family..." In contrast to Mei Yuanzheng, Mei Yuanwei’s eyes filled with hot tears, unable to control his emotions.

This was the fifth day since Luo Wenzheng had revealed that he had hired the Azure Dragon Association. All those in Mei Mansion who intended to leave had done so, leaving only Mei Yuanwei and several old servants who had spent their whole lives with the Mei family, along with the newly returned Mei Yuanzheng—hardly the entire Mei family.

It was simply deep brotherhood, coming together to join the Netherworld.

"Mei Clan Leader, Third Young Master Mei, there is no need to worry. With us three brothers from the Zhenwu Sect here, we will ensure your safety without fail!" A clear voice, filled with immense confidence, resounded as three young men dressed in azure Daoist robes stepped into the hall, vowing to fulfill their promise.

Mei Yuanwei turned and looked at the three young, confident Daoists from the Zhenwu Sect. They had arrived at Mei Mansion just yesterday, stating they came to assist and defend against the onslaught of assassins from the Azure Dragon Association.

Mei Yuanwei believed them; with only a few volunteers for death remaining in the Mei Family, there was nothing left to deceive. The assassins of the Azure Dragon Association didn’t need to employ deception to kill; at least against the Mei family, they did not need to go to such lengths.

Mei Yuanwei believed the three men had come to help, but he did not believe they could.

Granted, until now, no expert from the Divine Origin Realm had ever appeared among the assassins of the Azure Dragon Association. They killed even Innate Experts by employing the strategy of human wave attacks. Although every renowned Innate Expert was eventually killed, they also left behind many corpses of the Azure Dragon Association’s assassins.

At Tian Bohu’s birthday feast, the Azure Dragon Association even deployed nearly a hundred assassins, almost nine-tenths of whom died before they defeated Tian Bohu and the guests at the banquet and completed their mission.

This gave some people the impression that although the Azure Dragon Association had a 100% success rate with their contracts, their strength was not formidable. Each mission, they relied on their assassins paying with their lives. Any expert who was confident in their own strength, after reviewing the casualties of the Azure Dragon Association’s missions, concluded that with careful and cautious self-preservation, even if surrounded by the Association’s assassins, it was not impossible to fight one’s way out.

And these three brothers from the Zhenwu Sect were among those with great confidence.

"Taoist Qing Ren, you are still young, there really is no need to needlessly throw your lives away for the Mei family. Perhaps you should—"

Mei Yuanwei meant well and could not bear the thought of these chivalrous warriors who were willing to assist at such a time throwing their lives away for nothing. But he obviously used the wrong approach. One should never doubt the abilities of a young man full of confidence and drive. This kind of persuasion would only have the opposite effect.

Before Mei Yuanwei could finish his words, he was interrupted by Qing Ren, "Mei Clan Leader, please rest assured, some rats hiding their heads and showing their tails, we, the True Martial Disciples, don’t even take to heart."

"But... Be careful!"

Mei Yuanwei caught sight of a ghostly, blood-colored figure that suddenly popped up outside the door. With fierce and concise hooks in his hand, he snapped the throat of the True Martial Disciple standing closest to the door behind Qing Ren.

Qing Ren was not wholly without skill. As Mei Yuanwei shouted, he had already drawn his sword. The most defensive of the Four Symbols Ultimate Skills, "Xuanwu Sea Suppressing Sword," was executed. The deviating Qi Force attached to the sword repelled the blood-colored figure’s hook claw, aimed at another disciple, saving the disciple’s life.

Seeing that he could not kill another, the blood-colored figure decisively used his peculiar Qinggong to fly backward. In mid-air, the red floating ribbons wrapped around him dispersed, forming the shape of wings, helping him glide to the open space outside the main hall.

"Taoist Qing Lun!" The disciple that Qing Ren saved cried out in sorrow, kneeling to support Qing Lun, who still hadn’t died.

"Taoist Qing Qi, focus on the enemy." Qing Ren pressed a hand on Qing Qi’s shoulder, remaining vigilant of the distant blood-colored figure. Although Qing Lun was not yet dead, given the current situation, he wouldn’t last much longer. His windpipe had been severed by three hook claws, and no one present had the art to reverse the inevitable and save his life.

The immediate priority was to repel this suddenly appeared blood-colored figure.

"Ga ga ga..." The hunched blood-colored figure crouched on the ground, like a beast preparing to pounce, let out a weird laugh as it licked the fresh blood on its hook claw, "The blood of pure Taoist disciples is indeed delicious."

"Are you from the Azure Dragon Association?" As the figure appeared here, Qing Ren’s first thought was of the Azure Dragon Association that had come to wipe out the entire Mei Family.

"Ga ga... Smart, little Taoist, aren’t you? How could you be so thoughtless, daring to meddle in the business of our Azure Dragon Association?"

As the blood-colored figure spoke, one after another Exorcism Sword Guard appeared, advancing and closing in.

"Little Taoist of the Zhenwu Sect, in hell, remember the one who killed you is Blood Bat No.8, ga ga ga..."

With a gruesome laugh like the screech of a night owl, Blood Bat No.8 pushed off the ground with his right foot, skimming low across the ground, the corners of his mouth still smeared with Qing Lun’s fresh blood, "Ga ga ga... The delicious blood of a Taoist disciple, I’ll drink my fill tonight..."

Ten Exorcism Sword Guards advanced with ghostly figures, their thin swords flicking like venomous snakes, waiting for the right moment to strike.

"Dammit!"

Facing such force, how could Qing Ren not know that he had overestimated himself and underestimated the capability of the Azure Dragon Association? The price for such a mistake was the lives of him and his two fellow disciples.

Desperation filled his heart, but his sword was not slow; even in death, Qing Ren wanted to drag one or two down with him, especially Blood Bat No.8, who had killed his brother, Qing Lun.

The sword danced in the sky, bringing forth brilliant flames. Unlike Qingzhou, which specialized in "Xuanwu Sea Suppressing Sword," most True Martial disciples cultivated two or more of the Four Symbols Ultimate Skills according to their own aptitude.

The other Four Symbols Ultimate Skill that Qing Ren trained in was the "Vermilion Bird Burning Sky Sword," famous for its power and contrasting with the "Xuanwu Sea Suppressing Sword."