Chapter Nineteenth: Rain Lane

  Bai Qi slowly evened out his breathing, calming down. This time didn't count as an adventure; having such people by Wang Fang's side wasn't a good thing. This Xuan Yin Sect's cultivator could turn ruthless and kill at any moment, proving what Bai Qi had thought in his heart. These people only wanted to use him for their own purposes and would become a deadly threat at any time.

  If Zhen steals an attack, nine lives would not be enough for herself.

  "Third Brother, let's go." Bai Qi stood up and buckled his belt back on.

  "This corpse..." Wang Fang pointed at Zhen Zhen's corpse, hesitating as he looked at Bai Qi. Killing a cultivator wasn't a big deal, but if the Xuan Yin Sect found out it was him who did it, that would be trouble.

  "I'll take her away," said Bai Qi, bending down to put Zhenzhen's body into the storage ring. Wang Fang and the others were shocked, but then they all looked indifferent. They were different from Bai Qi, having spent a long time in the capital city, coming into contact with cultivators, and hearing about storage rings before.

  Zhen's body disappeared, apparently due to the equipment ability of this Refiner. Is Bai Qi a Refiner?

  "Third brother, this Lianqi Shi is a wolf in sheep's clothing, you've seen it too. But just because of a dispute over words, he wants to resort to violence and kill people."

  Wang Fang nodded, what Bai Qi said was right. He and the prince had a verbal spat, both sides just wanted to make the other lose face or admit defeat, or at most have a fierce fight, but neither of them would think of harming each other's lives. Of course, there was also a problem with what Bai Qi said - he had taken the initiative to provoke him, otherwise Zhen Zhen would have only discussed some business with him.

  However, this hidden danger was triggered, making Wang Fang extremely vigilant.

  "Third Brother, come back with me to the manor and wait for Father's return. We'll talk about this then." Bai Qi said in a low voice, just as someone outside the door approached, seemingly wanting to enter.

  Bai Qi sheathed the long sword that had almost broken, and hung it at his waist. Su Mo and Guo Ai had already cleaned up the bloodstains, and even put back the kicked-over dishes to their original positions.

  The footsteps outside the door stopped, and someone knocked gently on the door.

  "Prince Wang?"

  The voice was soft and feminine.

  "Cough..." Wang Fang coughed and changed his expression to an unpleasant one, opening the door and saying: "What kind of water was used for today's tea!"

  Outside the door stood a woman in her twenties, wearing a blue long dress. When Wang Fang opened the door, a dark and shiny light flashed from the woman's hand. Wang Fang was caught off guard, and two long swords pierced through his ribs from behind, crossing each other with a loud "clang". The dark and shiny light was knocked flying, revealing a short black knife.

  The short knife shook off the two long swords, Su Mu and Guo Ai retreated half a step back, Bai Qi rushed up, he passed over Wang Fang's head, his waist belt was grasped in his palm again, and used as a long whip to lash down.

  The woman pointed with her hand and before she could finish reciting a brief incantation, someone shouted out loud: "Break!"

  This sound, mixed with the broken army's aura, made the woman much stronger than Bai Qi. However, most of the Lianqi warriors were not good at close combat, while Bai Qi's martial arts foundation, which he had practiced since childhood, was extremely solid.

  He just wanted this momentary pause, the woman's spell was abruptly interrupted, and Bai Qi's belt whipped across the woman's forehead. It wasn't until then that Wang Fang stabbed out with his sword, hitting the short knife flying through the air.

  Bai Qi saw the ambush at the door and was relieved that his intuition was correct. It seemed that if he hadn't agreed to Zhen's request, the other party would have secretly taken action and kidnapped him.

  The thought flashed through his mind, and even if Zhen didn't have any accomplices outside, Bai Qi wouldn't regret killing that female cultivator. He struck with extreme ferocity, kicking the woman's face with one foot, and her skull caved in with a loud crack, centered on the bridge of her nose.

  Bai Qi wore a pair of boots with pointed toes and purple copper insoles. The woman let out a sob, and suddenly held a small flag in her hand. Bai Qi felt a chill run down his spine as he thought of the rosary beads of the monk from Honglian Temple.

  Isn't it difficult to use such things in Jinling City!

  All the cultivators in the world, are they all rushing to Jinling City to deal with the White family? If you have the ability, go into the palace and assassinate the Emperor!

  Bai Qi's anger in his heart could not be restrained, and in the strange space, the scales on the broken gun were unfolded. The broken gun immediately appeared in Bai Qi's hand, and Bai Qi stabbed down with one spear.

  The small flag had not yet been unfolded when the woman's skull was pierced by Bai Qi and exploded.

  Bai Qi didn't even know how the broken spear had appeared, he shouted "Go!" and immediately used his waistband to roll up the woman's corpse along with the small flag, storing them in his spatial ring.

  Wang Fang and others are not fools, they were ambushed at the door, it is clear that the other side had been prepared for a long time. This matter must be aimed at Bai Qi, but the other side may not let them go either.

  They gazed out into the corridor, seeing that the empty space downstairs was devoid of a single person. The building was eerily quiet. All the guests, at some unknown point in time, had quietly slipped away. Or perhaps, to begin with, there were no guests at all - just an elaborate disguise.

  He drew out his long sword again, and the other three naturally followed Bai Qi as their leader. They trailed behind Bai Qi, but he turned around and entered the elegant chamber, using his broken spear to lift open the bamboo curtain and leaped down.

  This five-story building is nearly twenty zhang high. Jumping down like this, even with White Qi's agility, it's likely to result in broken bones and torn tendons. However, Wang Fang and the others resolutely followed White Qi and jumped down as well. Their own agility was something the enemy was also aware of; taking this route would be safer, even if it meant breaking their legs.

  "Huh?" From the other side of the building, a low voice sounded, seemingly not expecting Bai Qi and the others to dare jump off the building.

  Bai Qi withdrew his hand and inserted the broken spear into the wall, suspending his body in mid-air. Then, he kicked the wall with his foot, pulled out the spear, and this action only delayed him for an instant, but it made his falling inertia disappear.

  Wang Fang and others followed suit, drawing their long swords across the wall to slow down their falling speed.

  Bai Qi made several consecutive flips, his feet touching the ground, and immediately pounced forward. In front of him was a pool, ten zhang wide. Bai Qi swept past it, only stepping on the water in the middle of the pool for two steps. The water surface churned up a few feet high splash, Wang Fang and others also followed across the pool, Bai Qi gun in hand rushed into the building opposite, through the hall, to another courtyard.

  "That's the road!" Wang Fang caught up, pointing to the left.

  Bai Qi's feet didn't stop, turning left, on the left was a wall, his broken spear pierced into the wall, with a loud crash, he had already charged past with his spear. Bai Qi couldn't help but feel strange, his own Broken Army Halo couldn't be transmitted to his waistband, yet it could burst out through his broken spear.

  This gun is seven feet long, close to Bai Qi's height, and feels very light in the hand, with a warm feeling.

  Outside is a small alley, and the curved courtyard wall here becomes a right angle, recessed inward. Outside the alley is Long Street.

  The sky was overcast with dark clouds, making the alley seem incredibly dark. The thick dampness made Bai Qi feel like he had to work harder to run, his feet slipping on the wet ground, and he had to slow down to avoid losing his balance.

  After three breaths, Bai Qi stopped in his tracks. Wang Fang and the others also came to a halt, standing back-to-back behind Bai Qi, their long swords gripped tightly in their hands.

  Four people were sweating through their collars, and Wang Fang only then asked: "Bai Qi, why have you stopped?"

  Bai Qi did not answer immediately, fearing it was his own illusion. As he sprinted towards the exit of the alley, in three breaths' time, he should have been able to run out several zhang away, but in his eyes, the exit of the alley, the crowded street with people coming and going, had not drawn any closer.

  Bai Qi did not know that this was a magical technique - "a foot away is a sky apart".

  Mortals may possess great power, but if they cannot unravel the mysteries of this art, they will not be able to escape its control. The long street is near at hand, yet far as the horizon.

  Rat-a-tat-tat, the urgent raindrops hit the ground, splashing up dust and carrying a hint of fishy smell.

  "Third Brother, I'm trapped." Bai Qi's voice was low and solemn, as if he feared being overheard.

  "Heh heh, the little guy has some experience." From the shadows in front of him, a short and petite Taoist emerged. His body was surrounded by what seemed to be a transparent cloak, and when the rain hit it, it formed a visible empty space that could be seen with the naked eye.

  "Who are you?" Bai Qi asked, not caring who the other person was, just wanting to escape safely. If he could get out, he would definitely let his father clean up the cultivators in the city. People like this were too dangerous, especially for a warrior like himself who had just entered the pre-heavenly stage. As long as the cultivator still had some ability left, it made him feel unreachable.

  "White gentleman, are you trying to stall for time? It's useless, why not give up resistance and come with me?" The short Taoist had a pale complexion, holding a small flag in his hand. Bai Qi looked at the small flag, which was similar in style to the one held by the woman he had killed, except that his was red, while the Taoist's was black.

  "You kidnapped the son of a high-ranking official, aren't you afraid of being put to death?"

  Wang Fang couldn't help but smile bitterly as he listened to Bai Qi's words from behind, this Refiner was originally someone who defied the heavens, what did they have to fear about being guilty of a capital offense.

  "That short Taoist priest laughed and said: 'What crime is there in rearranging heaven and earth?'"

  Bai Qi was too lazy to argue with him, feeling that his breath had been adjusted and his momentum had accumulated enough. Bai Qi suddenly took a step forward, shouting loudly: "Rebel minister, everyone can kill you!"

  That short Taoist was shocked, and with this step, he finally stepped out, unaffected by the Taoist technique. Bai Qi's body also suddenly became tall and majestic, this step, crossed out of the aura of thousands of horses and soldiers, the Taoist felt that the one walking towards him was not Bai Qi, but tens of thousands of iron cavalry, with their spears pointing straight forward.

  The Taoist, in a state of panic, threw the small flag in his hand outwards. The small flag suddenly expanded in mid-air, growing to three zhang in length, emitting a rustling sound. On the black large flag, an image of something that was neither human nor beast was painted. Bai Qi's eyes were fixed firmly, he aimed the broken spear in his hand at the Taoist and threw it outwards.

  With a "peng" sound, the broken spear pierced through the black flag and hit the Taoist's chest. The Taoist widened his eyes in shock, not fear of death, but astonishment.

  "This is..."

  The large flag fell to the ground, splashing up even more water. Bai Qi rushed through the rain curtain and reached out to pull the broken spear from the Daoist's chest.

  "What's the point, just die!" Bai Qi stretched out his hand and put the Taoist's corpse into the Nascent Soul Ring. The people behind him, including Wang Fang, were stunned. How could Bai Qi be so powerful? He had actually killed a powerful Cultivator!

  Especially Wang Fang, at this time had already guessed that Bai Qi's previous actions were all pretenses. Such ability is absolutely not something that a greedy and lustful person who indulges in pleasure can possess.

  "Let's go, we can talk about it when we get back alive." Bai Qi pointed to the large flag on the ground, which had been pierced by a broken spear and could not be restored to its original shape, but could still be used as a weapon. This thing was stronger than Wang Fang's long sword. That long sword and the Refiner's weapon clashed, creating a huge gap.

  Bai Qi turned around and walked towards the main street along a dark alley under the dense rain.