The Immortal's Poison - chapter-135
Simultaneously, everyone was hitting another person and everyone got hit
as well. As their supernatural powers clashed with each other, the
explosive sound of their strength resonated, accompanied by other sounds
such as ‘Amitabha, endless happiness and longevity, b*stard…”
As the group of people fell to the ground, a huge chunk of the stone
tiles on the pedestrian street was crushed.
Wen Leyang held his fists into the shape of the sky-surging hammer and
hit Fifth Brother’s back; Fifth Brother’s mountain-like heavy blow
struck on the seat of honor of the Ten Modes Monastery, Hope Aware; the
monk’s Buddhism demon-slaying mudra was stamped on the short man Leyang
Wen’s chest; the short man Leyang Wen’s bald brush pen mercilessly
dipped to the left and right onto the shoulders of the priest of the
Eyang Sect; the enlightened person San Tong’s supernatural power of
happiness exerted completely into the ugly youth Qin Zhui’s right rib;
Qin Zhui’s knife, accompanied with the strength of the earth, lashed
onto the monk Hope Aware’s buttocks.
Suffering two blows, the monk Hope Aware suffered the most losses.
Wen Leyang did not know whose heavy blow struck him but he fell to the
ground together with everybody else. He felt rather puzzled, as no one
would have hit him.
As everybody was struck almost at the same time as they struck another
person, the strength of their blows was greatly reduced. It was
excruciatingly painful but none of them were severely injured. Each of
them squalled as they jumped up and leaped forward. Pieces of torn silk
scattered around as they leaped forward.
Judging by actual powers, Wen Leyang, Qin Zhui, Fifth Brother, Leyang
Wen, Hope Aware and the enlightened person San Tong were strong master
cultivators in the cultivation world. Their punches and kicks carried
copious strength. Even though their bodies were sturdy and they could
still withstand the blows, their clothes could not brace it. Only the
front part of Fifth Brother’s top remained. Leyang Wen’s chest that
was covered with black hair was revealed. San Tong’s Taoist priest robe
turned into a waistcoat. The ugly youth Qin Zhui’s right upper body was
charred. Wen Leyang still could not figure out who was the one that
struck him but only the collar and sleeves of his newly purchased branded
shirt remained. He appeared rather similar to the waiter in a gay bar.
The monk Hope Aware suffered two blows. As such, his pants and monk’s
robe were completely shattered by the tremendous power and he was running
After the six persons jumped to their feet, they were all stunned, unsure
of who to strike next.
Wen Leyang was suffocating from uneasiness. His earlier act of
benevolence to shoot the Thunder Heart Sand into mid-air did not even
scare Fifth Brother and the short man. In contrary, he invited even more
incisive attacks from them. If it were not for the sudden appearance of
the monk Hope Aware, his life would most probably be handed over to them
by now. Xiaoyi and the rest behind him would not have been able to escape
too. With bloodshot eyes, he grinded his teeth and stared at the short
man and the shopkeeper of the porcelain figurine shop, Fifth Brother.
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youngster, who had just left his thatched cottage to enter the society.
As such, he was rather inexperienced. He encountered plenty of incidents
in the past, but the difference between the good side and the enemy side
was obvious. Similar to when he bumped into the baby-faced man in the Red
Leaves Forest, it was a situation whereby one of the two must die. There
was not much to scruple on or there were experienced people guiding him
by his side. He did not have to consider too much before he struck or
fought desperately with the enemy. Nonetheless, this time when he was
trapped within the situation whereby it was hard to tell the difference
between the good side and the enemy side, he became softhearted for a
brief moment, which almost resulted in a great disaster.
Just as the six people stood around and gazed at one another, a ruffling
sound of sleeves echoed from Wen Leyang’s side and a smiling voice
asked, “Wen Leyang, fighting huh?”
The little supreme leader of Kunlun Sect Liu Zheng, who was still wearing
last night’s bright red colored tracksuit, appeared with a rather
Wen Leyang did not need to turn around as he knew exactly who it was,
“Why did you come here?”
Liu Zheng shrugged, “An earthshaking movement was detected here. How can
I not come and take a look?” As he was saying that, his expression was
suddenly startled. Looking towards the naked monk Hope Aware, he
stuttered, “Great master, are you…trying to clear your mind?”
Hope Aware scoffed once unpleasantly, “I’m feeling hot!”
Liu Zheng burst out laughing as he greeted the enlightened person San
Tong. The three Taoist sects in Five Blessings were closely connected.
They addressed one another by senior brother disciple and junior brother
disciple and appeared extremely familiar with one another.
Due to the vast movement of Leyang Wen’s ‘Ghost’s Weeping Wind’
and Wen Leyang’s Thunder Heart Sand, the cultivators that were
investigating about the vibration of spirit primordial energy in Shanghai
had been startled. Liu Zheng was the swiftest and he came rushing over
In the midst of the conversation, the ruffles of sleeves could be heard
again. The two master cultivators from One Word Palace and Eyang Sect
The two master cultivators witnessed the battle formation before their
eyes. They were first startled but they quickly leaped down. The disciple
of Eyang Sect saluted San Tong respectfully before standing next to San
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cultivator of One Word Palace gave Wen Leyang a friendly nod and grabbed
a bright silver-colored long pole out of thin air and guarded steadily in
front of Wen Leyang. His gaze was glimmering as he stared at the short
man and Fifth Brother. It was not known why the disciples of One Word
Palace wanted to marry their maiden daughter off to the Wen family and
why they treated the disciples of Wen Bucao like a family.
Qin Zhui saw that more and more people came. An excited glow flashed
through his twitchy face. The Tang knife in his hand waved about as he
urged, “Let’s fight!”
Wen Leyang understood that Qin Zhui was a martial art fanatic.
Nonetheless, he did not acknowledge the man, as he wanted to clarify the
situation before his eyes. He knew that the Great Mercy Temple and One
Word Palace was helping him earnestly out of good will. However, he was
unsure why the little supreme leader of Kunlun Sect Liu Zheng was trying
to cause trouble to himself and wade through this deep pool of murky
water. On the other hand, the two Taoist priests of Eyang Sect certainly
had their own purpose. Lastly, he knew that Qin Zhui came to join the
bustle under the pretense of keeping his word.
The most problematic ones were Fifth Brother and Leyang Wen. One of them
was related to the Grand Master Chang Li’s whereabouts, while the
other’s first ancestor was the most intimate friend of Grand Master Tuo
Xie. Wen Leyang wanted to have a talk with them badly, yet their sole
purpose was to kill him.
The short man’s gaze gradually dimmed. He pondered for a moment before
suddenly speaking to Fifth Brother in a baffling manner, “Fifth Brother,
this not the way to do things, we will need to depend on your effort
Fifth Brother peered at him peculiarly. To everyone’s surprise, he
revealed a bitter smile and muttered a curse, “This is f*cking bad!”
The short man Leyang Wen also shook his head while he gave a bitter
smile. To everyone’s surprise, he kept his bald brush pen, clasped his
hand behind his back and retreated.
The moment the enlightened person San Tong, who was wearing a
beige-colored waistcoat, saw that Leyang Wen retreated, his arms shook
once to guide his flying sword as he roared in extreme rage, “Short man,
don’t run away…” Before he could finish his sentence, a gush of fresh
blood splashed everywhere. It was unknown since when Fifth Brother
suddenly appeared next to him. He stretched out his arm and grabbed onto
San Tong’s arms in a flash.
At the crisp sound of a click accompanied by San Tong’s half agonizing
scream, Fifth Brother unexpectedly and forcefully snapped San Tong’s
forearm from his body. San Tong’s eyes rolled back as he was knocked
unconscious out of pain. The flying sword that was cruising through the
sky and flaunting its prowess was akin to a dead fish as it fell limply
onto the ground.
Wen Leyang was greatly startled. He had been fighting with Fifth Brother
for a long while. He was aware that the opposing party’s actual power
exceeded his by one fold. However, it was utterly impossible for Fifth
Brother to be so strong such that he could snap San Tong’s forearm at
one stretch of his hands.
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The disciple of Eyang Sect following behind San Tong totally did not
expect that such event would have happened. His body leaped high up into
the air, his eyes were almost cracking in rage as he cursed, “Receive
your death, evildoer!” As he was saying that his hands opened wide. Four
awe-inspiring flying swords shook and hummed as the swords slashed into
an incisive arc under the sunlight and chased directly after Fifth
The little supreme leader of Kunlun Sect Liu Zheng’s expression changed
abruptly. He screamed out in surprise, “No!” As he was saying that he
made a somersault and leaped up, not towards Fifth Brother, but towards
the Eyang Sect’s disciple in the air. His body had only left the ground
when a stretch of eye-piercing blood color erupted in the sky. Wen Leyang
did not even see how did Fifth Brother exerted his strength, but his
person had abruptly appeared next to the Eyang Sect’s disciple’s side
that had just rushed over. He completely disregarded the four flying
swords glittering coldly in the sunlight, his ghost claws wave once, and
directly scratched that disciple into four chunks!
Fifth Brother only needed to raise his hand to severely injured the
enlightened person San Tong. He even managed to dismember the body of an
Eyang Sect’s master cultivator in mid-air. In less than a moment, he
had already returned to his prior spot, his mouth widened into a smile
towards Wen Leyang. His pale and glossy complexion on his entire body was
gradually losing its glossiness, turning into a dimmed greyish black
color. The entire process took less than a moment, he had suddenly turned
from a living human to a walking corpse.
The little supreme leader did not manage to save the Eyang Sect’s
disciple but was splashed with fresh blood instead. His expression was
savage as he retreated in front of Wen Leyang, he shouted, “Withdraw!”
Simultaneously, his hands flipped once and held eight pieces of dark
red-colored paper talisman between his fingers. He shouted in a clear
voice, “Taoism code…” Before his voice died away, he suddenly squalled
once, and somersaulted backwards!
As Liu Zheng had only stood firm on the ground, he suddenly let out a
hoarse moan. A pitch black huge pit was pounded into him out of thin air.
Fifth Brother alternated between advancing and retreating faster than
lightning speed. He missed a punch but he did not pursue another attack
as he retreated back to the same spot once again.
Even though Wen Leyang did not understand the sequence of events, Fifth
Brother had since transformed from the human form into a corpse. His
actual power was vastly enhanced. It was not something that his group of
people was capable of dealing with. As the smile that was sent over by
Fifth Brother, Wen Leyang felt as if he was licked by the tongue of a
dead man, he immediately pulled along the big monk and the ugly youth Qin
Zhui as he backed down to gather with Xiaoyi and the rest of the people.
The little supreme leader Liu Zheng fell next to Wen Leyang with a
panicked expression. His tone of speaking had since lost the usual
mischief as he shouted out of exasperation, “Fire the weapon quick, quick
quick quick!” Xiaoyi seized the opportunity when they were involved in
the tangled warfare to pick up the big-muzzled weapon that Wen Leyang had
tossed away earlier. With agile movements, she completed the act of
refilling the weapon. Without further ado, she raised the weapon and
fired a shot of Thunder Heart Sand towards Fifth Brother!
The sky erupted in thunderbolts once again, thousands of streaks of
eye-piercing violent whips were akin to a storm that slashed ruthlessly
towards Hanba that had since turned into the appearance of a corpse.
Within the eye-piercing bright light that was covering the entire sky,
Wen Leyang widened his eyes in astonishment, he was incredulous towards
everything that happened before his eyes.
In the past, there were only the Weeping Buddha and Cone Nail in the
stone forest that were capable of resisting the power of the Thunder
Heart Sand. The Weeping Buddha’s palm was destroyed by the big-muzzled
weapon, while Cone Nail depended on the power of true water of the entire
stone forest to withstand the attack of the Thunder Heart Sand.
Nonetheless, within the thunderbolts that were covering the sky, Fifth
Brother held his hands at his back. With a relaxing manner as if he was
strolling idly in the courtyard, his ghost-like mannerism shuttled back
and forth calmly within the lightning that was denser than a cyclone.
Streaks upon streaks of ruthless and raging purple arcs accompanied by
the loud crashing shrieks lashed unwillingly onto the ground. Yet,
surprisingly none of the arcs managed to even harm his glossy skin.
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the blink of an eye. Fifth Brother Hanba still stood straight with his
hands behind his back. The skin on his face startled to shrink in
dryness, which gradually pulled up his lips, revealing a row of teeth
that had already turned charred-black.
Wen Leyang was surprised and deranged. He stomped his foot as he scolded,
“What kind of monster is this!”
The short man Leyang Wen hid behind Fifth Brother and revealed a smile.
He shook his head towards Wen Leyang as if he was ashamed to be related
to Wen Leyang’s scolding.
Xiaoyi refilled the Thunder Heart Sand in a great bustle. She used her
split vision to peer at the short man, muttering to herself in her heart
that her next shot would be aimed at him.
Qin Zhui and that master cultivator of the One Word Palace stared in
bewilderment at Fifth Brother. They were incredulous towards the event
that was taking place before their eyes.
The big monk had already started to look for clothes. It was better off
for him to die than to be embarrassed by his naked buttocks.
The little supreme leader of Kunlun Sect sat cross-legged on the ground.
He floated calmly about one foot off the ground as he muttered
incantations with his five surfaces faced skywards.
At this very moment, the sound of police siren and the ear-piercing
screeching sound of car brakes echoed. Fully armed and well-trained
policemen carrying fully loaded guns jumped down from the cars. The sound
of their loud shouts echoed repeatedly, just like how it was pictured in
the television series.
There was a police sergeant that was holding the transceiver as if he was
briefing the situation to the headquarter, “We have arrived at the crime
scene, the suspects are suspected to be carrying heavy weapons…and
there is a monk that is streaking…”
After Fifth Brother turned into the walking corpse, his movements were
much swifter by many folds. However, his thinking process and his
reaction seemed to be much slower now, he turned his head sideways
rigidly and peculiarly to peer towards the few police cars that came
rushing over first and the policemen that were on guard for all possible
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suddenly noticed the zombie. Terrified, he turned pale and almost tossed
the transceiver. He stuttered, “There is…a ghost…no, two of them!” He
noticed Qin Zhui as well.
The other end of the transceiver other end transmitted a cursing voice.
The police sergeant had yet to listen clearly to what his superior had to
say when his pupils were suddenly filled with the color of ghastly pale.
Any noise that surrounded him turned into an extreme silence!
A stretch of white hair suddenly spread out from Fifth Brother’s feet
swiftly. It spread further and further and grew taller and taller in the
period of time it took to draw a few breaths. The white hair drought
spirit that grew taller than towering trees, completely annihilating the
entire City God Temple!
The Metal Poison Stream contracted completely and formed into a small
circle in front of Wen Leyang trying to resist desperately against the
white hair drought spirit that was still growing madly. Wen Leyang felt
as if he had suddenly turned into a flea that was attempting to fly on
top of a huge white-colored bear right now. He could not see anything in
his surroundings. With his limited telegnosis ability, the surrounding
areas were filled with this snowy-white colored long hair that appeared
soft but was actually fatally stiff.
Luo Wanggen’s voice was hoarse and unpleasant. He spoke intermittently
as if he was moaning, “A zombie corpse…conjured out a stretch of land
of evil spirits, a stretch of land of evil spirits!”