Chapter 47

"What?!"

"We've been discovered by the Lion Alliance?"

"It's Gong Shu Ju, it must be Gong Shu Ju!"

Zong Zi Heng instinctively grabbed Zong Zi Xiao's shoulders, shielding him in his arms, and looked around warily, "Isn't Gong Shu Ju only used on dead things?"

"That's what we thought." Xu Zhi Nan lifted his head and looked up at the houses that had suddenly turned into behemoths around him, "Perhaps Chen Xing Yong relied on this trick to escape from our pursuit twice."

This period is a cold winter day, yet a thin layer of sweat appeared on Zong Zi Heng's forehead. He is holding his sword in one hand and his brother's shoulder in the other. Three years ago, he still had the courage of a newborn calf* when it came to the strange and varied spells, but after nearly losing his life, he no longer dared to underestimate this magical treasure.

He was so sure of himself on this trip, thinking that with his cultivation of the seventh Chongtian of the Zongxuan Sword and his teaming up with many cultivators, it was impossible for him to be in such a mess as he was at the beginning. But in this situation, the inn, the ambush, the Gong Shu Ju, it was as if it was yesterday all over again, he could not help but be terrified.

Zong Zi Xiao said coldly, "How were we discovered?" He glared at the Chunyang Sect disciples.

Zong Zi Heng also pondered the question. Yan City was not like Gutuo Town. In such a large city, a handful of people could hardly attract attention. They had been carefully hidden all the way, disguised and entered the city in groups, even the shopkeepers did not see that they were cultivators, how could they have been discovered by the Lion Alliance in less than a day? Was it because the Chunyang Sect disciples had followed the man in black without permission and revealed their whereabouts, or had Chen Xing Yong had known long ago that he was being watched?

Whatever the reason, they had lost the first hand. The first two times Chen Xing Yong had fled in despair, but this time, instead of fleeing, he had taken the initiative to attack, so he must have come prepared, and they were in a worse position than they had been three years ago.

There was no point in blaming anyone now, so Zong Zi Heng said in a deep voice, "Calm down, no matter how powerful Gong Shu Ju is, its spellcasting range is limited. Three years ago, Chen Xing Yong separated the four of us into three spaces, very close to each other, that was already his limit, even if he has become stronger with the human core supplement, this kind of spell is bound to be extremely spiritually draining. As long as we can see it coming, he will be unable to bear it before us."

"But what does he want exactly?" One disciple's voice clearly had a slight tremor in it.

Whether it was a ferocious demonic beast or a tricky evil spirit, it was not enough to make a cultivator afraid before he even made a move, because they knew what they would face. Their lifelong cultivation had taught them how to deal with it, but what was happening in front of them was like an imaginary demon. The crowd did not anticipate that they would be made smaller even if they thought about it. It was like the first time he faced Gong Shu Ju, not knowing that a section of the corridor he would not be able to run to the end of, and not knowing the stairs can eat people. Not knowing is the most frightening.

The big yellow dog was very curious about them and circled the tiny inn and stuck its huge head out, its wet nose wrinkling as it sniffed vigorously.

They were as if facing a formidable foe. After all, this dog could swallow everyone with one open mouth right now.

Suddenly, the big yellow dog turned around, held its buttocks at them and raised one of its hind legs.

The crowd looked at one another and reacted at the same time in the next instant, cursing and running, covering their heads and scurry off like frightened rats.

The urine turned into a waterfall before their eyes at this moment, falling from the sky. The splashing liquid accompanied by a pungent fishy stench, splashing in all directions. They tried to hide as far as they could, yet they are not immune to the consequences.

"Bastard! Bastard!" Zong Zi Xiao's face turned red with anger. He had never been so humiliated in his entire life. He was not sure whether he was scolding the dog or Chen Xing Yong with the word "bastard".

The others' expressions were also ugly. It was humiliating enough to fall into the enemy's trap, but to be drenched in dog's urine. If word got out, what face would they have left?

"Again, it’s coming again!" A disciple pointed to the sky and shouted in horror.

Looking up, a huge pillar of water smashed straight down from the sky, in the shape of a dragon, with teeth and claws that had the grandeur of swallowing the sky and devouring the earth.

"It's Longxishui*!"

Longxishui is a water-based technique that could draw and transfer water from the sky and the ground for its own use. This technique is very simple, any cultivator would know how to draw water to pour a cup of tea, but if he wanted to make a great use of it, he must have a majestic amount of spiritual power like the sea. It was not a problem to overturn seas and rivers*.

However, to deal with them now, they did not need a lot of water; a bucket could drown them.

Only then did they realize that the whole inn was in a low-lying area.

"Quickly call the people in the inn----"

Before Xu Zhi Nan could say anything, the water dragon tumbled down like a sharp sword falling from the sky, smashing the inn into pieces.

The water came rushing in, reaching past their ankles in the blink of an eye.

The crowd rose up on their swords, but just as they flew up, they were blown and swayed unsteadily by Longxishui, and nearly fell off their swords. The higher up they went, the stronger the wind became, and they couldn't fly at all. They were too small, and even if that big yellow dog breathed on them, it was a gale of wind for them.

"Help, help ah-----"

Voices of distress and cries came from the inn.

Xu Zhi Nan called out, "Go and save the people."

They entered the collapsed inn dripping with water. There were many people pinned under the roof beams and were shouting. Most of these people were still asleep, how could they have imagined that when they opened their eyes, it was already flooding?

"Zi Xiao, you must stay close to big brother!" As the rain poured down overhead, Zong Zi Heng's shouts were almost drowned out, and he could only search for people in the inn while holding onto his younger brother's hand.

Zong Zi Xiao also held that hand tightly, "Don't worry!"

The two of them found an unconscious woman and carried her out. The disciples of the Chunyang Sect placed the rescued people on the framework of the remains of the inn. By now the water was past their thighs and rising very fast.

When they set the woman down, she woke up and looked blankly for something: "Where is my daughter? Where is my daughter?"

Zong Zi Heng looked at the wrecked wood in the water and did not know how to answer her.

"Mister, where is my daughter!?" The woman grabbed Zong Zi Heng's arm and cried, "Please save my daughter, I beg you."

"Don’t panic, I'll go find her." Zong Zi Heng picked Zong Zi Xiao up and placed him on a high beam, "Xiao Jiu, wait for me here, don't move."

"I'll go with you."

"The water is about to flood over you."

"I can swim!"

"I told you to wait here!" Zong Zi Heng said sternly, "You don’t want to listen to your big brother."

Zong Zi Xiao opened his mouth and looked at Zong Zi Heng worriedly.

Zong Zi Heng rubbed his wet head, turned around and walked towards the inn with water dripping off him.

By the time he stepped into the inn, the water was up to his chest and he took a deep breath, held it and dove in.

The wreckage of the inn was blocked in all directions, making it impossible to tell where the way out was, and almost impossible to find anyone in such a situation. Zong Zi Heng drew his sword and kept clearing the front with his sword qi. Suddenly, a piece of beam came crashing down over his head, and he did his best to dodge it in the water, but he was still grazed in the back, and the blow made half of his body numb, and water entered his mouth and nose.

He choked on the water and swam back to the surface, breathing heavily.

The water was up to his neck, and soon the whole inn would remain underwater, and the woman's daughter, he feared, would have been …

Just as Zong Zi Heng was about to give up, he suddenly noticed a peachy pink garment floating on the water surface not far away, and with a flash in his heart, he quickly swam over and dove headfirst into the water.

There was indeed a young girl under the water, wearing only her loincloth, her hair fluttering helplessly like water plants.

Zong Zi Heng wrapped his arms around her waist and dragged her out of the water.

"Big brother!" Zong Zi Xiao was outside in a state of distress.

"Big brother is here!" Zong Zi Heng answered and swam back with the young girl in his arms.

The woman cried out when she saw her unconscious daughter.

Zong Zi Heng placed the young girl on the wooden beam and pressed his hand hard on her chest.

"Senior Brother Wang, there's a girl who drowned! Quickly come here!"

The man who was called Senior Brother Wang hurriedly swam over from afar.

Zong Zi Heng infused spiritual energy into her, trying to stimulate her pulse, which he could feel was still struggling faintly.

After the infusion of spiritual energy, he proceeded to press on her chest and open her jaw, lowering his head.

Zong Zi Xiao's eyes widened and he stopped Zong Zi Heng with one hand, "What are you doing?"

Zong Zi Heng said sharply, "Saving someone's life."

"You, you're going to kiss her?"

Zong Zi Heng froze for a moment, "I'm giving her air!"

"You're not allowed to kiss her!"

"Don't cause trouble!"

"I'll do it, you're not allowed to kiss her!" Zong Zi Xiao tugged Zong Zi Heng relentlessly.

"You …”

"Let me see." Senior Brother Wang quickly swam over and picked up the young girl, skillfully squeezing her chest and abdominal cavity while pouring in spiritual energy, and soon, the young girl coughed out a large mouthful of water and she woke up.

They all breathed a sigh of relief.

The woman held her daughter and pointed at Zong Zi Heng, "Quickly, thank your benefactor. It was this gentleman who saved you."

The young girl was still very weak and her face was as white as a sheet of paper, but when she saw Zong Zi Heng, her face suddenly turned red and she stammered, unable to speak.

Zong Zi Xiao's brow furrowed and he jumped on top of Zong Zi Heng at once, wrapping his arms and legs around his neck and waist, deliberately blocking the young girl's view.

"Don't be afraid." Zong Zi Heng's arm went across his younger brother's waist and wrapped tightly around him.

Zong Zi Xiao said ruthlessly, "I will cut Chen Xing Yong to death by a thousand cuts."

Zong Zi Heng lifted his head and looked at the pillar of water that reached the sky, and then at the inn that was about to be submerged in front of him, his heart burning with anxiety.

This water could not kill the cultivators, and even if they could not fly on their swords, they still had ways to save their lives, but what should these ordinary people do? Chen Xing Yong must have known that they could not leave these dozens of innocent lives behind and intended to trap them alive.

Xu Zhi Nan swam to Zong Zi Heng's side and said under his breath, "I have a plan, but it's a bit risky."

"Tell me quickly."

 

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courage of a newborn calf*[初生牛犊的勇猛]--- a metaphor for young people who have little ideological concerns and dare to act.

Longxishui*[龙吸水]---direct translation is Dragon Sucking Water. Just a name.

overturn seas and rivers*[翻江倒海]---overwhelming

 

Edited on 25 Mar. 21 (Emzie)

 

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