Chapter 27 - 26: Bloody Wedding 3

Chapter 27: Chapter 26: Bloody Wedding 3

Lu Jing’an’s understanding of Lawrence was no less than his understanding of Li Jinglin. After all, from the very beginning of his planning, Lu Jing’an had harbored the intention of testing himself against this Martial Cultivator who had traveled across the ocean and possessed Fighting Qi. Therefore, Lu Jing’an had spent a considerable amount of effort studying and analyzing him.

Lawrence’s personality had quite a few flaws. The most glaring among them was the arrogance and conceit that seeped into his very bones. Of course, this could perhaps be considered a common affliction among Void World Martial Cultivators after arriving in Huaxia. Almost all of them were infected by it.

Yet, it was precisely this common affliction that allowed Lu Jing’an to deduce that Lawrence would undoubtedly walk right through the main gate in broad daylight. As for turning back to save Li Jinglin? That was absolutely impossible. Lawrence, this Voider, had never taken Li Jinglin seriously. If something went wrong here, he would definitely prioritize his own escape above all else. If he actually turned back to save him, it would have saved Lu Jing’an some trouble—Chen Xuan would never pass up the opportunity to finish him off.

About half an hour later.

Heavy, rapid footsteps echoed from the end of the long street.

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

Every step felt like a hammer striking one’s chest, causing the ground to tremble faintly. Lu Jing’an gazed into the distance. A tall figure approached, his silhouette gradually becoming clear in the morning mist. With blond hair, deep-set eyes, and a broad, muscular build wrapped in a slightly disheveled dark hunting suit, it was none other than Lawrence.

He charged to the city gate in the blink of an eye, skidding to a halt and kicking up a wave of hot air. Looking at the heavily guarded security officers standing with their guns ready, Lawrence grinned, revealing undisguised contempt.

"Put away your scrap metal," he shouted in the Voider language, his voice as grating as grinding gravel. "Open the gate and let me out. Otherwise, I wouldn’t mind snapping every single one of your necks."

Lawrence spoke in the Voider language, so none of the security officers opposite him understood what he meant. However, their orders were to guard this place. No matter what Lawrence said, they simply would not step aside.

Seeing that the men across from him had no intention of moving, the hostility in Lawrence’s eyes surged. "You’re courting death," he growled.

Surging Fighting Qi suddenly erupted around his body. Pale gold light poured out from within him, coiling and rising like tangible flames. The bluestone slabs beneath his feet shattered inch by inch, sending web-like cracks spreading rapidly in all directions. The doors and windows of the shops on both sides of the street creaked, and dust fell from the eaves. The security officers standing at the front felt their breath catch, as if an invisible weight was crushing their chests, making it difficult for them to even hold their guns steady.

Hidden behind a second-floor window overlooking the street, Situ Yiyun’s expression changed drastically when he saw this. Lawrence’s strength was several times greater than he had estimated! His Fighting Qi was as solid as armor, and its blinding light indicated that he was approaching the Iron Bone Realm. Even if he and Chen Heqing joined forces, they likely wouldn’t be able to withstand a single strike from him. As for the firearms in the hands of those security officers, they probably couldn’t even break through his Fighting Qi Defense.

"We underestimated him!" they thought, their hearts sinking simultaneously.

Right at this moment, Lu Jing’an unhurriedly raised his hand and instructed in a low voice to those behind him, "Drop the banners."

"Yes, Young Master." The subordinate waiting in the shadows immediately leaned out the window and made a hand signal.

Atop the city wall, the people who had been waiting for the signal immediately sprang into action. Five massive white banners plummeted down in response. Each banner was over twenty feet wide, cascading all the way from the battlements to the base of the wall like five silent waterfalls, instantly covering the entire gray-brown city wall.

There were five banners in total, detailing Lawrence’s five fatal weaknesses. Didn’t maximizing Fighting Qi require seizing the initiative? Lu Jing’an would make sure he couldn’t even grasp that initiative. He would strike terror directly into the man’s heart.

Seeing the five massive banners suddenly drop down the city wall, Lawrence was momentarily stunned before instinctively reading their contents. The text on the banners had been very thoughtfully written in the Voider language, so he had no trouble reading it at all.

However, just after finishing the first banner, Lawrence’s face turned extremely ugly. It displayed the greatest stain of his life: when he had used a Secret Skill to stimulate his Fighting Qi, the fear in his heart had caused the Secret Skill to backfire, severely weakening his male capabilities. This was exactly why Lawrence sought out brothels wherever he went. People always wanted to prove what they lacked the most.

"Who... Who did this?!" Lawrence’s neck veins bulged as he forced a hoarse demand through gritted teeth. These secrets—secrets he didn’t even dare to recall while sober—how could anyone know them? And to have them made public in such a humiliating manner!

How did Lu Jing’an know? Naturally, Lawrence had "said" it himself. Whenever he indulged in his lustful pursuits, he would always babble repetitively in the Voider language, venting those dark secrets buried deep in his heart. He thought no one could understand him. He even believed that speaking them out loud was a form of release, another form of strength. There was no better example of burying one’s head in the sand.

Lawrence trembled all over, his Fighting Qi flickering unsteadily. He sharply turned his gaze to the second banner, then the third...

The second banner described a fatal flaw in the circulation of his Fighting Qi. Whenever the energy flowed to three inches below his armpit, there would inevitably be a momentary stagnation.

The third banner exposed how he had once been defeated by his archenemy in his hometown. He had been forced to crawl on the ground like a dog and pass between the man’s legs just to spare his life. This left a trauma on his heart meridians, causing unbearable dull pain every time it rained.

The fourth banner, the fifth banner... Item by item, detail by detail. All of his unmentionable weaknesses, old wounds, miserable defeats, and hidden illnesses were laid bare under the bright sun, exposed before the eyes of every stranger who looked up.

"ARGH!!!" Lawrence finally suffered a complete mental breakdown, throwing his head back and letting out a beast-like howl. The rage born of cowardice attacked his heart like a poisonous fire. Not only did it fail to bolster his Fighting Qi, but it also caused his dazzling golden aura to dim and flicker rapidly like a candle in the wind.

From upstairs, Situ Yiyun saw everything clearly and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. Lu Jing’an’s methods were truly ruthless and Precise, hitting right where it hurt the most. Void World Martial Cultivators relied on two main strengths: Fighting Qi and Combat Techniques. The vigor of Fighting Qi was closely linked to one’s state of mind. With Lawrence’s mental state shattered, his Fighting Qi naturally melted away like snow. Once he lost the enhancement of his Fighting Qi, even the most exquisite Void World Combat Techniques would be nothing more than empty flashy moves before East Cultivators.

As Lawrence’s state of mind suffered a Defense Break, the hidden gunmen surrounding him immediately pulled their triggers. The bullets were not fired randomly; they were aimed with extreme precision at the vulnerable acupoints all over Lawrence’s body—all the weak spots for disrupting his Qi that were listed on the banners. The bullets struck his remaining Fighting Qi, sparking as they hit. Although they failed to cause a Defense Break immediately, they acted like poisoned thorns piercing into Lawrence’s Spirit, which was on the verge of losing control. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Psychological suggestion was far more terrifying than bullets. Lawrence felt as if a pair of bone-chilling eyes in the dark were seeing completely through him, inside and out. The unknown opponent would either not strike at all, or deliver a fatal blow when he did. Once such a thought took root, it spread like a plague. The Fighting Qi around his body grew increasingly thin until the golden light entirely faded, leaving only a dim, precarious glimmer.

Meanwhile, that terrifying opponent of his imagination was currently heavily guarded in the rear. He sat peacefully in a chair with a cup of warm tea in his hands, quietly watching the breakdown he had single-handedly orchestrated down below at the city gate.

Meanwhile, at the Anping Bureau.

It was highly unlikely for the Anping Bureau to be unaware of such a massive operation by the Lu Family. The Lu Family hadn’t reported to the Anping Bureau simply because they knew the Anping Bureau wouldn’t intervene in local affairs, making a report entirely unnecessary. Even without an official report, the Anping Bureau still had to keep a firm grasp on how the situation was developing.

After listening to the intelligence brought back by the Anping Bureau’s Ting Xiu, Wen Ling couldn’t help but furrow her lovely brows. "Lawrence is not someone to be trifled with," she said, her fingers unconsciously tapping the table, her voice laced with a hint of gravity. "If Lu Jing’an just goes to block the city gate head-on, I’m afraid he will suffer."

"Boss, should I make a trip? Punishing foreign Cultivators is inherently within the purview of our Anping Bureau," a subordinate offered.

Upon hearing Wen Ling’s words, Kui Shan immediately said in a deep voice, "This is a local matter; we shouldn’t interfere."

Wen Ling opened her mouth to say something else, but the Ting Xiu spoke up with a strange expression, "My ’eyes’ tell me that Lu Jing’an caused Lawrence a Defense Break."