Chapter 34

"Haha!"

His brother's corpse was beside him, but at this moment, Wang Xiong was not angry. Instead, he laughed.

"Is it funny?" Zi Chen looked at Wang Xiong.

"Of course it's funny. Now that your Zhen Qi has been depleted, let's see what you have to deal with me. You really are an idiot. So what if you have comprehended the Thunderbolt Finger? Without your Zhen Qi, you are just a toothless tiger." Wang Xiong grinned. This time, he was truly prepared to attack.

"Looking at you, I thought of someone."

Zi Chen's mouth had a trace of sarcasm, "Zhao Can, just like you. He doesn't care about the life and death of his brothers. Everything is for himself."

"You obviously had the chance to save their lives, but you didn't. You just wanted to exhaust my Zhen Qi. You didn't care about the lives of your brothers just to kill me. People like you are scum in this world." Zi Chen said coldly.

"Hmph, shitty brothers. They are only from the same sect. For them to be able to exhaust your Primary Qi before dying, they can be considered to have done something." Wang Xiong coldly harrumphed. He did not show any anger towards Zi Chen's ridicule.

"Man's plan is not as good as God's plan. Today, I will let you know that even if your plan is flawless, the one who will die today will still be you."

"Shameless boasting. Die!"

Wang Xiong rushed towards Zi Chen. The second-rate battle skill, Mountain Splitting Palm, was displayed. It was like a mountain splitting blade, slashing towards Zi Chen.

"Peng!"

Without Zhen Qi, Zi Chen could only use his fists. His strong fists collided with the mountain splitting blade, creating a loud sound.

In one exchange, Zi Chen's body was sent flying. His fists were somewhat numb.

With the physique of a level eight vicious beast, Zi Chen was slightly at a disadvantage against a peak level eight Zhen Qi.

"Haha, who told you to boast? Today is the day you die." Wang Xiong laughed and struck again.

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"

Under the waterfall, the two of them engaged in a life and death battle. Wang Xiong's attacks were exceptionally fierce, and every strike was a fatal blow. His eyes were spitting fire as he wanted to kill Zi Chen.

On the other hand, Zi Chen appeared to be much calmer. He countered every move that came his way. Once there was an opportunity to attack, he would give Wang Xiong a punch or two.

Time passed in the midst of the battle.

Wang Xiong, who had a hideous smile and confidence on his face, gradually changed his expression. First, it turned serious, and then it turned into disbelief.

"Impossible, why is your body so strong?"

Wang Xiong let out a strange cry and finally managed to land a blow on Zi Chen's body. However, it only left a shallow wound on his opponent's body.

"Peng!"

Wang Xiong's blow landed on Zi Chen's shoulder. However, the expected sound of bones shattering did not appear. Zi Chen's body was terrifyingly strong. Immediately after, Zi Chen took the blow and punched out, sending Wang Xiong retreating.

"Your Zhen Qi is almost exhausted, right?" Zi Chen sneered. His whole body was drenched in sweat, and his green clothes were also soaked.

"Let's see how much strength you have left." Wang Xiong clenched his teeth and persevered. The two of them once again engaged in a fierce battle.

After a long time, Wang Xiong's Zhen Qi was exhausted. He was gasping for breath and was unable to continue fighting.

As for Zi Chen, it was as if he had just been fished out of the water. His body's energy consumption had also reached a limit.

"Haha, Zi Chen, the one who is going to die now is you."

Seeing that Zi Chen had no strength left, Wang Xiong laughed. He took out a short dagger from his back and was about to stab it towards Zi Chen's heart.

However, in an instant, he suddenly felt a dangerous aura from Zi Chen's body. He saw that the previously extremely weak Zi Chen, who had no strength left, was now in high spirits. His eyes were incomparably bright.

"I think the one who is going to die is you." Zi Chen stood up. His voice was loud and full of energy. He did not look weak at all.

After that, Zi Chen walked towards Wang Xiong.

"This, this is impossible. You, you are a monster."

Wang Xiong held the short dagger. His eyes were finally filled with horror. When he saw Zi Chen walking towards him, he weakly waved the short dagger and stabbed it towards Zi Chen's heart.

"Pu."

The short dagger stabbed into his chest. Blood instantly flowed out. When the short dagger was pulled out, a line of blood shot out from his chest.

"Humph, you are really useless. This is just the limit and you can't hold on."

Zi Chen sneered. He threw the short dagger to the side. After that, regardless of the blood on his body, he searched the other's body.

"Damn, the peak of the eighth level is actually so poor. You don't even have a True Qi Dan." After searching for a while, Zi Chen was extremely depressed. He then took away Wang Xiong's token.

On the token, the number five appeared.

"The peak of the eighth level only has five contribution points. Wang Xiong, you are really weak." Zi Chen shook his head. His eyes were full of contempt.

Zi Chen did not know that Wang Xiong's contribution points had been used to exchange for Wang Meng's things.

After that, Zi Chen plundered the two of them and obtained a few Qi Returning Pills. He also obtained eleven contribution points. His harvest was not bad.

After all the contribution points were used up, Zi Chen saw the number 74 appear on his own token.

"74 contribution points. If I add a little more, I can exchange for fifteen True Qi Dans." Zi Chen was very satisfied with this harvest.

Next to the hill, next to the lake, the old man appeared again with a gourd and a fishing rod.

Drinking wine and fishing, very leisurely.

"Uncle, how are you today?" Zi Chen returned from the depths. The blood on his clothes had been washed away.

"Little brother, you haven't left yet." When the old man saw Zi Chen, his turbid eyes lit up.

"No, I will return to the sect tomorrow."

Zi Chen chuckled. He walked in front of the old man. After finding that there were no fish in the basket, Zi Chen put on his clothes and jumped into the lake.

"Uncle, how can your fishing speed be faster than catching fish?"

Zi Chen jumped into the water and quickly caught a fish. He then swam to the shore and put them in the bamboo house.

In a moment, there were seven or eight big fish in the bamboo house.

"Little brother, what are you doing? This old man can't eat so many fish."

"Uncle, if you can't finish them, take them home. I'm going back to the sect tomorrow. There are ferocious beasts in this forest, so you should be careful. I'll catch a few more for you. Eat sparingly. I'll come back in a few days." Zi Chen caught two more fish and brought them over.

Next to the bonfire, Zi Chen and the old man sat together, eating grilled fish and chatting. It was still the same thing as before. The two seemed to have talked many times.

He told the old man about what happened in the sect. He even told him about the dung incident. The old man told him some interesting things.

When they heard the funny part, the two laughed.

There was a lot of wine in the gourd. Zi Chen and the old man each took a sip. They drank and chatted. Because of the alcohol, Zi Chen was soon drunk.

"Young man, very good."

Looking at Zi Chen sleeping soundly next to the bonfire, the old man's eyes had a touch of admiration. He then walked to the lake, poured out the fish in the bamboo basket, took the empty bamboo basket and fishing rod, and carried the wine gourd, and walked down the mountain.

His steps were slow, but firm.

The next morning, Zi Chen woke up and felt a headache.

"Aiya, I drank too much yesterday. This wine is really bad." Zi Chen kept rubbing his head. Suddenly, he felt that something was missing.

"Uncle?" Zi Chen woke up. Yesterday, he said that he would send the old man back.

"Could it be that the old man went back? I don't know if he went back in the day or at night. No, I have to go take a look. Nothing must happen."

Zi Chen walked down the mountain and saw a thatched hut in the distance. There was a bamboo basket hanging outside the hut.

"Well, it seems that he went back. I should also return to the sect." Zi Chen was relieved. He turned and walked in the direction of the sect.

Nimbus Martial Ancestor. The news about Zi Chen had already spread.

Senior Brother Wang Xiong had found Zi Chen's traces and had personally led people there. Zi Chen's life was already decided when Wang Xiong left the sect.

After Lin Xue heard the news, her face turned pale. She quickly went to find Su Mengyao, but the latter shook her head helplessly.

This was because she did not know where Zi Chen was.

Lin Xue returned dejectedly. Unknowingly, she walked out of the sect and saw Wang Meng.

Wang Meng stood in the distance, as if waiting for something.

"Hmph."

Lin Xue snorted. Wang Meng must be waiting for Wang Xiong, so Lin Xue also waited on the other side for Zi Chen's return.

After a while, Miao Kong also received the news. Compared to Lin Xue's serious face, Miao Kong was much calmer.

"Is Zi Chen still your friend? Aren't you worried at all?" The anxious Lin Xue couldn't help but complain.

Miao Kong smiled and said, "Of course I'm worried, but you don't have to show it on your face.

When Zi Chen returned that day, he should have expected this scene, but he still chose to come back. So, this step is his own choice. It's useless to be anxious. "

"Hmph, I think you don't care about him. You're not friends. I've heard about Zhao Can in the past. You're just like Zhao Can." Lin Xue's words were not polite at all.

Miao Kong was not angry. Instead, he was very open-minded and only smiled.

"How is it? I was right. Go, you're not his friend. Go." Lin Xue wanted to drive Miao Kong away.

Miao Kong's faint smile turned into a bitter smile. Facing the unreasonable Lin Xue, he could only say, "Alright, I'm also worried about Zi Chen. But I've seen his fate. He doesn't seem to be a short-lived person, so I believe he will come back."

"Bah." Lin Xue spat and said, "You're a cultivator, yet you still believe in such nonsense."

Although she didn't believe it, Lin Xue was very happy. Thinking about it carefully, Zi Chen's fate did not seem to be short-lived, even if Lin Xue didn't even know what fate was.

Miao Kong shrugged and smiled faintly.

"Zi Chen will definitely die this time. Stop dreaming. My big brother has brought Lin Chuan and the others. Even if he has ten lives, he will still die." In the distance, Wang Meng heard the conversation between the two and couldn't help but mock them.

"Nonsense, I think your big brother is already dead." Lin Xue said angrily.

"Haha." Wang Meng laughed loudly. Looking at the angry Lin Xue, he asked, "In the Nimbus Martial Ancestor, who can kill my big brother? A mere Zi Chen? He's not even worthy to carry my big brother's shoes.

You said Zi Chen killed my big brother. Do you believe that? "

"Uh!"

Lin Xue was startled. She was speechless from Wang Meng's words. She thought that Zi Chen would be able to survive because she thought Zi Chen wouldn't be discovered by Wang Xiong.

"Haha, even you don't believe it. Who do you think will believe it?"

Wang Meng laughed heartily. In his laughter, the haze caused by Lin Mi's words before his death disappeared.