Episode 43

  Insufficient and Chang Er quietly walked to the mountain ridge outside the town. There were two roads up and down the mountain ridge, Chang Er followed one of them to the bottom of the Moon-Watching Rock, trembling with a soft voice:

  "Brother, where are you? Brother! Where are you? I'm waiting for you here, but you didn't come. Waaah, you must be afraid of my big brother! You don't dare to come! Waaah! Brother, brother......"

  "Halt, young lady! What brings you out at this late hour? Ah! This little girl is quite a beauty!"

  "This big brother, I, I, I and... I came from home."

  "You must be eloping, or secretly meeting your lover? Haha... Don't be afraid, little girl, come with me and I'll take you to find that brother of yours!"

  "No! I'll just wait for him here!"

  "Heh heh...... That stone platform over there is where we cultivate our skills. Little girl, go rest over there for a bit."

  He said one thing and did another, coming to pull Jin Yueliang's jade hand. Jin Yueliang pretended to dodge and hide, but just as she was about to stretch out her slender jade hand, the cultivator took it from her. The cultivator pulled her into his chest, and Jin Yueliang fell into his arms like a light leaf. In that instant, the cultivator felt a sharp pain in his neck, and before he could even turn around, his head had fallen off his shoulders. At the same time, Jin Yueliang floated lightly out of his arms and landed several meters away. The fresh blood shot out like a dam breaking.

  "Master Ruan's younger brother, who are you talking to?"

  A monk was practicing beside a grass hut over there.

  "Ah! Let me go! Let me go! Ah! What are you doing pulling at my clothes?!"

  Suddenly Chang'e spoke out loudly.

  "Hmph! Junior Brother Ruan is indeed, cultivating with a youthful body is quick, but can't bear the loneliness!" This person listened to the movements beside the stone platform, shaking his head slightly and sighing to himself.

  "Who is it?"

  That meditator was startled and wanted to get up, but where could he avoid the insufficiently planned strike. He only felt a darkness in his heart, an object pierced through his heart from the front chest, but it was just an ordinary sharp blade! Normally, such objects are like grass and wood to the cultivators of the Dharma body. However, when they lose their concentration, their mind and Dharma become unguarded, and they can be killed by a single strike like ordinary people. The cultivator's half-rising momentum had not yet fallen, but his good head rolled down to the ground with a loud thud, his eyes wide open, the terrified expression gradually losing its luster, and his pupils dilated as he truly died.

  "Go, Chang'er! To the old school site!"

  Insufficient, he said in a low voice.

  "Yes, younger brother!"

  Chang'er replied in a soft voice.

  Two people walked for a while, and suddenly one of them said:

  "Is Chang'er afraid?"

  "With elder brother around, Chang'er is not afraid!"

  "Hmm, I'll pretend to gamble and return, you just pretend to look for someone. Just get that guy's attention."

  "I know too!"

  To the left of the old school site, about a dozen or so zhang away, only to see a few people hastily coming and going. On the stone platform of that old site, a practitioner suddenly said:

  "What kind of bird man is this, disturbing my quiet cultivation!"

  "Hey big brother, where is this place? Why can't I get out no matter how many turns I take? If I'm late again, I'm afraid she'll catch me!"

  "This is a haunted place, don't you know?"

  "Oh no! Oh mom! How unlucky I am! Just lost money from gambling and now ended up here! That family......"

  "Bo Er! My child! Where are you? Haven't you also lost your mother's golden hairpin?!... Bo Er, it's okay to lose, but don't think of anything desperate!... Bo Er, my child, come back quickly! Don't hide from your mother, I won't hit you! Really won't hit you..."

  "This stinky girl actually dares to act like a lady of the house! Fine! Wait until things are settled, and see how the family will deal with you!"

  Insufficient first stunned, then cried and laughed at the cultivator:

  "Big brother! I'm just borrowing your place to take shelter for a night, and I'll leave at dawn. Here, I have three taels of silver, which can be used as payment for a bowl of tea."

  "Your mother is looking for you, just go already. What are you hiding from?"

  "Big brother doesn't know, my mother has a fierce temper and is quite formidable. She said that if I really went, she would definitely not let me go! Let's wait for two or three days to avoid her anger and then go, it won't be too late."

  "Bo Er! Don't hide anymore. Mother has seen you too! That's not on the table."

  Then Chang'e quickly stepped forward a few steps and grabbed the cultivator's hand, saying:

  "Bo Er, go! Follow your mother back home! You dare to lose the dowry that belongs to your mother? I won't let you off easily again!"

  One said one pulled and then left. The cultivator was furious:

  "What are you! How dare you shout and yell here!"

  "Ah! You're not my son. Who are you? How dare you impersonate my son! Could it be that you're the one who stole my golden hairpin? I won't let you off easily. We'll have to go to the yamen and see the official!"

  At this, the cultivator became enraged and suddenly flung his hand, intending to throw the woman out of the stone platform. But with one swing, he didn't manage to budge her! His heart immediately filled with doubt. Just as he was about to use force, he suddenly felt something unusual behind him, and upon turning around, he was struck by a common sword on his shoulder. Although it wasn't a vital spot, the pain was unbearable.

  "Ah! You wicked woman! Come back and plot against your own grandfather! I won't let you live in this world!"

  The cultivator was shocked and struggled free from the double-handed grip, making a blade with his hands, reciting an incantation, and charging straight at the chest of the insufficient one. The insufficient one didn't fear him! He only clenched his fists tightly and struck the big man's chest with both fists. It was a two-lose-all-win fighting method, using full force to strike, but not dodging or blocking the cultivator's hand blade. When the cultivator saw that the insufficient one's fists were emitting golden light, he realized that he too was a cultivator and panicked in his heart, not daring to meet him head-on, turning around to flee. But at this moment, a cold gleam flashed by, and the man's head had already been severed from his body. He didn't even have the chance to cry out.

  "Chang'er! Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, killing a few bad people is also cultivation!"

  That Chang'er pretended to be afraid, and only buried her body in Yu's arms. Yu gently stroked her hair, softly speaking words of comfort for a while. Then he said:

  "Go to that temple and kill the practitioners of the Fangzhou family!"

  Chang'e calmed her mind and thought:

  "It's not enough, brother. With just the power of a mortal tool, I'm afraid we can't hurt those who have reached the peak of their cultivation in the Condensed Origin Realm! Don't you have that golden hairpin? That's Grandfather's magical artifact, and Grandfather was also at the peak of his cultivation in the Condensed Origin Realm. It should be usable!"

  "Alright, thanks for reminding me, Chang'er!"

  The two of them walked and discussed the method to kill the high-ranking cultivator in detail. Halfway through, they exchanged clothes and burned the bloody ones, scattering the ashes. Then they went straight to the temple. The two saw that the temple door was half open, with bright lights inside, so they entered. On the side of the Mahavira Hall, there was a monk's room with a light on. Insufficient knocked gently on the monk's door with Chang'er.

  "Who is disturbing me?"

  Insufficiently push open the door and enter, seeing a middle-aged cultivator sitting cross-legged on a mat with eyes slightly open.

  "Old fellow! I'm a scholar, rushing on the night road, missed the lodging, may I trouble you to borrow a corner and rest for one night?"

  "Hmm!"

  The monk cast a glance at Jin Chan'er.

  "This is an insider, we are rushing to attend Lao Taisan's funeral!"

  "Oh! Just rest in the adjacent monk's quarters, don't make a sound or disturb my meditation!"

  "Yes, thank you, sir. May I borrow something from you?"

  "What?"

  "Borrow your head for one use!"

  Before he had even finished speaking, he flew up and went straight for the cultivator.

  "Hum! You little scamp, still wet behind the ears, also dare to touch old man's beard!"

  The cultivator spoke as he flew up, chanting incantations to summon a magical artifact. But suddenly, he felt something amiss on his head. He raised his head and blew upwards with a mouthful of air, unexpectedly pinning down a large net that had been hovering above him, unable to descend any further! At this moment, Insufficient had already struck the cultivator's chest with two furious fists, but all that could be heard was a muffled groan. The cultivator remained unscathed, while Insufficient flew outwards like a fallen leaf, spewing fresh blood from his mouth in several bursts. The cultivator took only one step to catch up to Insufficient, coldly laughing as he conjured a magical sword artifact in his hand and brought it down towards Insufficient's head.

  Insufficient to sigh and close one's eyes waiting for death! The cultivation of the Yuan boundary is not something that a novice who has just entered the door of cultivation can contend with!