Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health

Chapter 65: Only Fists Bring Peace of Mind


"Huff— Inhale—"

"Inhale— Inhale—"

Fan Wubing continued using the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill, adjusting his breathing rhythm to put his body in the optimal state for action.

He moved through the curtain of rain.

The rain was so heavy that it was almost impossible to see the road.

He simply closed his eyes, forsaking sight. He entrusted all his senses to the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill.

"Qi" does not lie.

Behind him, a sinister aura was relentlessly closing in.

It was her, the red-clad woman. She was catching up!

Stay calm, stay calm…

Fan Wubing was extremely calm at this moment. With all his senses shut, his mind was free of distractions, focused solely on the sensation of qi. He was running in a pure world, untainted by thoughts or dirt. His only enemy was the red-clad woman behind him.

Closer and closer!

And farther and farther from that umbrella.

Fan Wubing's mind was racing. Every detail from the confrontation with the red-clad woman replayed in his mind under the deductions of the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill. Every trace of "qi" was crystal clear, without any flaws.

In his senses,

that red umbrella was closely linked to the red-clad woman, not just a casually carried object or a convenient weapon. He had carefully observed other cultivators; even those who lived with their weapons never formed such a close bond.

So close it was as though they were one.

No! They were indeed one! That trace of qi came from the same source.

Fan Wubing was very sure of this. The Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill, which had absorbed a nation's dragon qi, would not err on such matters.

The umbrella and the red-clad woman were one and the same!

Separated, either one would be weakened. Moreover, the farther apart they were, the weaker their qi connection became, weakening them further!

Therefore, breaking them apart was the best strategy.

Just a bit more distance, a little more!

Burning Blood Skill activated!

[You burn 1000 points of life force, gaining cultivation attribute enhancement, current cultivation: Third-Layer Foundation Establishment]

Upon reaching the Third-Layer Foundation Establishment in an instant, supplemented by the qi manipulation of the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill, Fan Wubing's speed increased again.

He swiftly darted into an alley.

The red-clad woman followed him in.

"Hmph, fleeing into an alley; truly courting death faster."

As she said this, suddenly the running Fan Wubing stopped in front of her,

"What, can't run anymore?"

Fan Wubing turned, his lips unusually crimson. This was the manifestation of rampant blood energy. He grinned, blood seeping between his teeth,

"Not that I can't run, but that I choose not to."

"Not fleeing for your life, are you out of your mind?"

Fan Wubing laughed and said,

"I think it's you, nestled here in Nanlai City, living like a tyrant among mortals, who has a real problem. Is it thrilling?"

"Isn't it just! Watching those fat, greasy people kneel before me, licking my feet while begging for mercy, oh, it's quite thrilling indeed."

The red-clad woman stretched out her right foot, her face a mix of intoxication,

"Come, crawl over here like a dog and lick. If you do it well, maybe I'll spare you."

Fan Wubing slowly walked toward her.

Suddenly, the red-clad woman became enraged, and the surrounding rain roared in madness,

"I said, crawl over like a dog!"

The rain trickled from the corners of Fan Wubing's eyes. He softly spoke,

"Rain… You truly enjoy the heavy rain. Why? Could it be because your true form is, in fact, a parasol? A parasol gifted with fortune, gaining cultivation, then producing an external avatar."

The red-clad woman glared at him fiercely.

Fan Wubing smiled and said,

"What, did I hit the mark? Is this form your external avatar?"

The red-clad woman sneered,

"Yes, you're right. But so what? Do you think with your mere mortal body you can contend with my true form, the red umbrella, or even this external avatar of mine? Oh, that little lover of yours who sacrificed so much, dual-opening her divine soul and Immortal Dao to delay me for your escape, got captured. What a pity, I wonder if you'll meet again on the road to the underworld."

Divine Soul and Immortal Dao dual-open?

Fan Wubing frowned. Could it be that Fu Manman would go to such lengths for me?

Why?

No time to think further. He couldn't wait until the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill fully replenished his life force; delaying any longer, and Fu Manman would be in grave danger.

The Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill frantically captured the various qi scattered in the space.

Fan Wubing's mind was racing.

This red-clad woman combined with the red umbrella, their qi presence showed Third-Layer Golden Core power. However, now that she was separated as an external avatar from the red umbrella, they were far apart, and her qi strength had weakened to the peak of Foundation Establishment. In this alley, due to the eaves, the rain wasn't as heavy as in the street, also affecting her strength.

Therefore…

The cauldrons arrived!

Suddenly, from the Qiankun Bag, more than a dozen implements flew out, each crafted for him by Zhao Yangxia from Celestial Craft Peak.

Cooking pots, bowls, pans, ladles…

Everything was there!

All at once, the entire array of utensils vibrated with noise in the air, slicing through the rain, exploding into bursts of mist, and collectively assaulting the red-clad woman.

Although this set of cookware wasn't designed for combat, it was, after all, an exquisite artifact with spiritual properties, and even when wielded by hand to club someone, its power was astounding. And now, unleashed all at once, it was quite a spectacle.

Fan Wubing didn't command them with cultivation or divine soul. Instead, he used the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill to control them, so in the red-clad woman's senses, there was no cultivation or divine soul fluctuation, making them negligible!

"Pots and pans? Are you here to fight or cook?"

Seeing Fan Wubing's initiative in attacking, the red-clad woman abandoned her playful demeanor and sought to kill him immediately.

A chilling aura erupted from her. She moved, intending to strike down all the utensils at once.

But as she acted, a sudden and intense unease surged in her heart.

Then, an exceptionally violent blood energy exploded in front of her.

She looked and saw Fan Wubing suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood for some unknown reason. The boiling hot blood splashed against the rain, drawing a striking crimson path, momentarily attracting her attention.

When she looked back, Fan Wubing was already before her.

And now he was engulfed in wild and frenzied energy.

[Blood Burn Technique: You burned 5000 life points, gaining a temporary cultivation boost, current cultivation: Peak of Foundation Establishment Ninth Layer]

Fan Wubing hadn't studied Immortal Dao divine techniques nor practiced martial dao moves.

All he could do was channel all his cultivation through the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill into his fists.

Then, he slammed his fist into the red-clad woman's chest.

Pfft! The sound of flesh tearing.

Crack! The sound of bones snapping.

Bang! The sound of a heart bursting.

Thud! The sound of the red-clad woman slamming against the wall.

Only by punching through flesh and blood could peace of mind be attained.

Fan Wubing wasted no time, summoned a boning knife from the set of cookware, and stabbed fiercely into her brow, twisting it sharply to erase her will completely.

He knew this body was just an external avatar, it wouldn't matter if it was destroyed.

[Life value +5.1]

[Life value +5.1]

The Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill rapidly replenished his blood.

The rain washed over the earth, carrying the spilled blood into the nearby drains.

Fan Wubing reached into the hole at the red-clad woman's chest and grabbed a major artery, activating the Devour Stars Chew Moon technique.

Instantly, "Tongue Desire" surged.

["Tongue Desire" raged, you absorbed immortal qi and blood qi, life limit +1329]

The red-clad woman's external avatar quickly withered at a visible rate.

Like a deflated doll.

He took a low-grade burning talisman, braving the heavy rain, and reduced the remaining clothes and skin to ashes, letting them wash away with the rain.

Then, Fan Wubing hurried to where Fu Manman was.

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