Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 184 - 40 Reaction (3)

Chapter 184: Chapter 40 Reaction (3)

Hong Bangzhao’s eyes fell on the person who looked like an old Taoist, with emaciated skin tightly clinging to his cheekbones, without any muscle to fill the gaps, looking no different from a dyed skeleton.

Such an appearance, Hong Bangzhao had only seen on those dying individuals.

"Is this person dead or alive?" A shiver ran through Hong Bangzhao’s heart, a mix of horror and doubt.

But just after a short glance, his vision suddenly darkened, as if a sharp needle had pierced his eyeballs, causing unbearable pain.

"Ugh. My eyes, they hurt so much."

Hong Bangzhao let out a muffled groan, quickly covering his eyes with his hands, tears streaming out continuously.

"You’ve got some nerve." A sharp voice said coldly, "This is just a small punishment for you."

"I know my mistake."

Hong Bangzhao kept his eyes tightly shut, clutching his fists in pain as he spoke.

"Hmph!"

Seeing that his eyes were temporarily blind, the voice let out a cold snort.

The elder’s pitch-black pupils scanned up and down, feeling dissatisfied inside.

The task that the Hundred Ghosts Old Demon had assigned showed no progress, and the opponent still hoped to use his hand to eliminate enemy figures.

Simply wishful thinking. If one can’t even protect one’s own life, how can one have the face to come here and beg?

"I am just temporarily residing here and have no obligation to protect your Hong family. Hong Weiqing’s life or death is none of my concern."

The elder waved his robe, opening the door and turned back into the room.

"Whatever happens to the Hong family, I don’t care. Every day, I require ten living souls to be delivered. Secondly, find out who is practicing True Qi of extreme cold. If by next spring there is no news, the little Hong family can be discarded!"

Bang!

The door slammed shut.

The gale swept away the tears flowing from Hong Bangzhao’s eyes in all directions.

"This person is not my Hong family’s secret ace, but a harbinger of death!"

While feeling disappointed, Hong Bangzhao was also extremely angry.

"Our Hong family offers heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and every day delivers ten Martial Artists at the peak of Qi-Blood. Yet we haven’t received a shred of support from the opposite side." Hong Bangzhao’s face flushed, silently screaming inside, "Is this the fate of my Hong family? Am I, Hong Bangzhao, the last Family Head?"

A deep gloom passed through Hong Bangzhao’s heart, but he dared not show it on his face.

About ten breaths later, Hong Bangzhao’s eyes finally regained their sight.

Gazing vacantly at the cold wooden door, he was utterly disappointed.

At this moment, the trusted confidant behind him saw the humiliation Hong Bangzhao suffered.

For a vassal, their master’s humiliation meant death, so he immediately leaped over the courtyard wall. The long knife in his hand flashed with a cold glint.

"Demon Daoist, prepare to die!"

The confidant infused with vitality, as if merging all his anger into the long knife.

"Guan Tian, don’t!"

The angry shout barely reached Hong Bangzhao’s ears, and he quickly tried to stop him.

Clang!

A crisp sound.

The Martial Artist leaping down from mid-air was silently cut in half, along with the knife, at the waist.

Under the lamp’s light, only a twisted human figure fell to the ground.

Thud.

Blood and entrails splattered onto the snowy ground, indescribably eerie.

Guan Tian’s heart struggled to beat twice before falling silent in an instant.

"Guan Tian, Guan Tian." Hong Bangzhao stared at the scene, both feeling sorrow and shock.

He couldn’t perceive how the opponent attacked, as if a flash of light streaked past Guan Tian, instantly splitting him in two.

Such methods, such Divine Skills, he had only seen in some travelogues.

"Three Realms! Three Realms!" Hong Bangzhao’s eyes were blood-red, trembling as he picked up the twisted remains.

After taking another look at the lit lantern, he buried the sadness in his eyes: "Rest assured, elder, the Hong family will do its utmost."

With that, Hong Bangzhao quietly left the courtyard.

************

The Pei family, Lin Yuan’s residence.

Dong, dongdong, dongdong!

The door to the dark room suddenly echoed with knocking.

Inside the dark room, a few people with extremely anxious moods were suddenly taken aback. In the darkness, four pairs of eyes suddenly focused on the entrance.

"Miss, it’s bad. Bad people have come," said Xiaoyun, still young, with horror in her heart, terrified.

"Shh!" Zhu Lingshan’s expression was extremely tense as she placed her index finger on her lips, signaling Xiaoyun to remain silent.

Meanwhile, Zhu Jiyi’s gaze was equally grave, tightly clutching his cane, staring motionless at the door. The fourth disciple also gripped the back of the chair, his fingers turning white.

Just then, the knock was heard again.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Three knocks in succession, with a breath’s interval between.

These two sets of knocks were the coded message agreed upon with Lin Yuan.

The tense air in the darkness instantly dissipated, and everyone relaxed their mood.

"It’s the son-in-law." Xiaoyun’s fearful emotions transformed into joy in an instant.

Zhu Lingshan nodded lightly, and her heart, which had been pounding fiercely moments ago, gradually calmed down.

"Sister Zhu, this incident has frightened you. Our Pei family was at fault, and here we offer our apologies." The knocking ceased, and a woman’s voice reached into the dark room.

"Who is this woman?" A question simultaneously surfaced in everyone’s mind.

At the entrance of the underground dark room, Mrs. Pei, Pei Zeqi’s wife, with her round pearls and jade, tried to make her voice gentle: "I am Pei, wife of Pei Zeqi, specially ordered to invite Sister Zhu to a banquet."

Behind her, two elders in the late Condensed Essence stage, their tense faces also relaxed as they transmitted sound through vitality to Mrs. Pei: "Master Lin’s wife is safe, and the four have not been attacked."

"That’s good."

Mrs. Pei breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense expression all but disappeared.

Rumor has it Lin Yuan and his wife Zhu enjoy an excellent relationship. If anything were to happen to the Zhu family at the Pei house, how could the Pei family withstand Lin Yuan’s fury?

Meanwhile, inside the dark room, Zhu Lingshan was stunned.

"The current matriarch of the Pei family?"

Although Zhu Lingshan knew little about the Pei family’s upper echelon, she had heard of the Pei family’s matriarch.

"A banquet? Why would I be invited to a banquet? I haven’t even entered the Condensed Essence stage, how could I qualify for a matriarch’s invitation? And to come personally?"

Her mind was filled with extreme bewilderment. She couldn’t fathom why someone of such a noble status would personally visit Lin’s small courtyard.

"Is it possible that Brother Lin’s alchemy skill has been discovered by the Pei family and received their attention?" The more she thought about it, the more she considered such a possibility.

She was inwardly proud; her man was indeed splendid, always bringing unexpected surprises.

"Given this, I must represent him well. The Pei matriarch holds a high status. I cannot be rude or leave a frivolous impression on her, lest it affects Brother Lin’s standing in the Pei family." Zhu Lingshan immediately stiffened her expression, hastily moved forward to open the door.

Squeak.

The door opened.

Upon seeing Zhu Lingshan, Mrs. Pei’s eyes sparkled with praise: "I heard that Sister Zhu is a rare beauty, and now seeing you in person, you surpass the reputation."

Mrs. Pei finished speaking and came forward, warmly pulling Zhu Lingshan’s fair hand, drawing her closer.

Zhu Lingshan immediately froze.

The friendliness of the other party simply exceeded her expectations. Moreover, she clearly felt in the other’s demeanor, none of the arrogance a superior had, instead, there was an underlying friendliness and even an attempt to please.

"Madam, how can a humble woman deserve such?" Zhu Lingshan hurriedly bowed, anxious over the sudden favor from the opposite party.

But before she could move, she was forcibly stopped, preventing her from saluting.

"Sister, no need for this." After saying that, Mrs. Pei gestured invitingly, softly said: "The banquet is prepared, Master Lin is on the way, please proceed."

Upon hearing Lin Yuan was present, much of Zhu Lingshan’s nervousness faded.

Mrs. Pei invited Zhu Lingshan into a luxurious carriage, then turned and smiled at Xiaoyun: "Sister Xiaoyun, please join us. Master Lin is fond of you, up you go."

"Me?" Xiaoyun’s eyes widened like copper bells, heart endlessly stirred.

Even as a minor maid, she was invited, and that too by the matriarch herself.

Xiaoyun felt both surprised and joyous, her little face brimming with excitement: "The son-in-law treats me really well, remembering me even now."

Meanwhile, Zhu Jiyi and the fourth disciple naturally weren’t forgotten, invited onto another carriage by two late-stage Condensed Essence elders.

The Bamboo Pavilion.

Just as Zhu Lingshan and the others emerged from the carriage, what first greeted their eyes were the patches of towering bamboo, gently swaying in the wind with rustling sounds, as if whispering naturely, soothing their minds.

The exquisite lanterns were equally unique, the light inside the lanterns warm and gentle, weaving light and shadow, making the whole Bamboo Pavilion exceptionally noble.

Zhu Lingshan and Xiaoyun, looking at the luxurious decor, couldn’t help but show a hint of astonishment in their hearts.

Their steps hesitated, somewhat reluctant to tread into this place.

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