White-Robed Chief

“Tan Hu!” Meng Wu roared furiously and pounded his fists together. A tiger silhouette appeared and charged at Chu Li.

The old man, Zhu Qingyou, glided over to Tan Hu’s side and hurriedly hit a few of his acupuncture points. He took out a jade bottle from his inner pocket, poured out a white pill, and stuffed it into Tan Hu’s mouth before gathering the young man into his arms. Then, he glided away and disappeared from the scene.

Chu Li threw out another blade without trying to avoid the tiger silhouette.

A cold glint flashed and a blade went through Meng Wu.

This was a level-eight Light Blade whereas the one used on Tan Hu had been a level-six Light Blade.

The tiger silhouette collided into the rockery beside them and caused it to explode with a loud “bang.” The impact of the explosion sent rubble flying in all directions.

Meng Wu staggered backward as his wide eyes glared at Chu Li in disbelief.

Chu Li picked up a flying blade and shook it to clear off whatever dirt and blood that clung on to it. He gave a scornful laugh. “I’ve attained the Light Blade’s seventh level. You guys are just seeking your own death!”

“You…” Meng Wu looked down at where his precordium was located and noticed that a trace of blood appeared.

He quickly hit a few acupuncture points on his own body and inhaled deeply. His face became older and skinnier and wrinkles began to appear all of a sudden, as though he had grown decades older in a single breath. The force in his body became weaker and he now seemed like an old man with one foot in the grave.

Chu Li raised his eyebrows at this sight. This was a secret skill and he sensed a shadow of the Life and Death Scripture in it. By making the body age, this skill could be used to control the person’s heart rate and slow down their blood flow like how animals entered hibernation.

Chu Li moved closer to him immediately and shook the flying blade at him. “Meng Wu, when you were trying to kill me back then, did you ever think that this would happen to you?”

“Zhao Dahe, if you kill me, you should know of the consequences that would follow!” Meng Wu said slowly in a frail voice.

He was very weak at that moment and could no longer fight. That was the price of using this secret skill.

Chu Li sneered and scoffed. “Consequences? You were the ones who have been trying to kill me. If it weren’t for the Light Blade, I would’ve been murdered by now!”

“If you kill me, the White Tiger Sect will never rest until they kill you too!” Meng Wu retorted with a huff.

Chu Li laughed. “Sure. I’d like to see how relentless the White Tiger Sect can be!”

Then, he landed a punch on the old man.

“Bang!” The formidable power of the Divine Light Fist sent Meng Wu flying and eventually crashed into the stone lion.

The old man sprayed a mouthful of blood and the wound on his chest bled profusely.

Chu Li launched another fist.

“Roar…” The ferocious roar of a tiger could be heard as Zhu Qingyou abruptly appeared in front of Meng Wu and threw a punch with his right hand.

“Bang!” An explosive noise echoed and Chu Li took a step backward. When their fist forces collided, it resulted in such an immense force that he had to back away to defuse it.

Yet, Zhu Qingyou did not move backward at all and had pounded his fists together instead. The silhouette of a tiger appeared. This silhouette was so distinct and agile that it seemed like a white tiger that had come alive as it shot toward Chu Li immediately.

Chu Li threw a blade without trying to dodge it.

“Bang!” As the tiger silhouette hit him, it felt as though a huge hammer had struck his precordium. He struggled to catch his breath and almost fell unconscious when his vision went black for a moment.

Zhu Qingyou’s shoulder was bleeding. He had managed to dodge the flying blade at a crucial moment.

The White Tiger Killing Skill and the Light Blade each had their strengths and weaknesses. The White Tiger Killing Skill had incredible speed and could move freely in pursuit of the opponent. Meanwhile, the Light Blade had a greater speed but could not change its course to follow the movements of the opponent.

Based on this, the White Tiger Killing Skill might seem better than the Light Blade, but the force it contained was not as destructive as the latter. Even if it managed to hit the opponent, it would not be a fatal blow as long as the gap between the cultivation levels of the opponent and the attacker was not too big. On the other hand, the Light Blade could be lethal if it managed to hit a vital point.

Nonetheless, when it came to fighting the four major sects like the White Tiger Sect, they would usually be able to escape death and recover the possibility of recuperation by using some drugs even if the Light Blade were to hit a vital point of theirs.

“Bang!” Chu Li was struck again by the White Tiger Killing Skill while Zhu Qingyou’s other shoulder was hit by a flying blade.

Now that both his shoulders had been injured, he was unable to perform the White Tiger Killing Skill as fast as before.

Chu Li put his strong revitalization abilities to good use and launched a blade with his left hand before his opponent could use the White Tiger Killing Skill again.

Zhu Qingyou kept moving around to avoid getting hit by Chu Li’s blades just like how people of later generations would dodge bullets.

The Nature Restoration Manifestation had been circulating in Chu Li’s mind. After two strikes, he was able to predict his opponent’s movement. A cold glint shot out of his left hand and was directed to Zhu Qingyou’s chest while his right hand launched another blade at the same time. As Zhu Qingyou moved to avoid the flying blade from his left hand, the other flying blade struck his precordium.

Zhu Qingyou lowered his gaze to his precordium and stared at it incredulously.

He had encountered the Light Blade before so he knew that the way to overcome it was to keep moving around in a random manner and fly all over the place to prevent the opponent from getting an accurate aim. He should not wait until the flying blade had been launched to dodge it.

He had an excellent Light-body Technique which allowed him to move around at lightning speed, so he had initially thought that it would be impossible for him to get hit. To his surprise, one of the blades still managed to hit him after all.

Chu Li threw another blade. This time, he had used a Blizzard and it hit the man’s throat.

Then, he leaped forward, drew his sword, and decapitated the man.

He stretched out a hand and called the flying blades back before shaking the blood off them. Instantly, the blades became spotless and looked as good as new.

Meng Wu and Tan Hu could not escape being beheaded too. After their heads had been severed from their bodies, they were as dead as mutton.

Chu Li stood in front of the Roaring Tiger Clan and laughed loudly. “Satisfying! How satisfying! Those of you from the White Tiger Clan, come and fight me again if you’re not afraid to die. I’ll be waiting!”

With that, he turned and left.

The rest of the people at the Roaring Tiger Clan stood aside and watched in fearful silence. None of them had dared to speak up.

…

There was a tall, rugged mountain where its peak was hidden by clouds and mist. Above the clouds and mist was the summit of the mountain that was completely covered in ice and snow which made it a dazzling and dreamy sight.

On the frozen mountain top, a long row of palaces stood in glory and shimmered golden rays of light under the sun. It looked truly like a dwelling place of Devas.

Right in the middle of the palaces was a brightly lit basilica.

The Saint, Sun Mingyue, was sitting at a table inside the basilica going through a number of dossiers.

She was dressed in a snow-white gown and had covered her face with a white veil, exposing only her beautiful almond-shaped eyes. She looked elegant and graceful just sitting there.

Li Ruolan lithely entered the basilica in a moon-white gown and gave her a curtsy. “My Saint, we’ve received news from Gale City that Zhao Dahe has killed Tan Hu, Meng Wu, and Zhu Qingyou.”

Sun Mingyue raised her head and glanced over.

Li Ruolan went on, “It should be true.”

“He killed two out of the Eight Grand Elders?” Sun Mingyue asked.

Li Ruolan nodded. “He has advanced to the eighth level of the Light Blade. Those people from White Tiger Sect have probably never encountered such a high-level Light Blade.”

Sun Mingyue nodded.

The Light Blade was one of the great antique studies from the Holy Church of Light. Its destructive power was absolutely astounding, but no one had ever performed anything above a level-six Light Blade in front of outsiders. She, too, had never performed the Light Blade in front of anybody else.

There was a vast difference between the eighth and sixth levels of the Light Blade in terms of the destructive force they contained. The eighth level was faster and more powerful, and the White Tiger Power could never stand against it. Therefore, it was not surprising that they had died at the hands of Zhao Dahe.

“My Saint, Zhao Dahe is going to be in danger after this!” A faint frown appeared on Li Ruolan’s face.

Two elders and a youth champion had died. Moreover, Tan Hu might have been meant to become the future head of the White Tiger Sect. How could the people of the White Tiger Sect not go crazy over this?

They would certainly hunt Zhao Dahe down no matter the cost. Otherwise, the White Tiger Sect would lose all its dignity.

“He can protect himself with the Light Blade. It’ll be fine,” the Saint said.

Li Ruolan protested immediately. “My Saint, the Light Blade isn’t invincible. They weren’t prepared for it before this, but now they will be taking precautions. Once they put on their armor or bring out their shields, the Light Blade’s power will be weakened. Zhao Dahe might not be able to survive if they were to attack him then.”

No matter how powerful the Light Blade was, it would not change its course. As long as they had a high-quality shield, they could still kill Zhao Dahe if they just managed to stay alive even though they might not be able to completely ward off the Light Blade with it.

While Zhao Dahe’s Light Blade was indeed powerful, he had not reached the very peak in his cultivation level after all. If the remaining elders of the White Tiger Sect were to fight him together and were willing to risk losing a few of their people, they would definitely be able to eliminate Zhao Dahe with their White Tiger Killing Skill.

“What do you have in mind?” Sun Mingyue asked calmly.

Li Ruolan replied, “Perhaps we can ask Zhao Dahe to come back here.”

Sun Mingyue gave her an indifferent glance. “Have you fallen for him?”

“No, no!” Li Ruolan hurriedly waved her hand to dismiss the idea.