Volume 1, Chapter 290 – Killing Intent on a Rainy Night

Lightning split the sky like a sharp sword, and the thunder was deafening.

Shi Lan strolled through the streets on that rainy night. Blood and qi steamed off her entire body, and before the rainwater could even dampen the tips of her hair, it was already evaporated away.

Her spiritual sense spread in all directions, covering several hundred meters around her, and at once she sensed nearly a hundred auras of blood and qi belonging to martial artists.

Nearly every faction had a copy of Ning An’s information. Although most of them did not believe an ordinary high school girl could possibly have the ability to keep such a treasure for herself, all the various factions had still planted watchers nearby, just in case.

Now that they saw Shi Lan strolling through the rain at night, and sensed the powerful blood and qi surging around her body, no one dared underestimate her any longer, and messages were immediately sent out.

Since Ning An knew martial arts, then there was a very high chance that the treasure was on Ning An herself.

The silent county town in the dead of night instantly boiled over as the news spread. Countless martial arts experts began moving at once, all hurrying toward this place.

“Could it be that the Wuji Sect wasn’t lying? The item really isn’t with them?”

“This Ning An… what terrifying blood and qi.”

“Someone in the Bone-Forging Realm simply couldn’t control blood and qi like this. Could Ning An already be a grandmaster of the Blood Transformation Realm?!”

“How is that possible?!”

“Utter nonsense!”

The spies from all sides were intimidated by the powerful blood and qi surging from Shi Lan’s body. For a time, none of them dared make a move, and they remained hidden in the shadows.

But under Shi Lan’s spiritual perception, those people concealed in the dark were no different from standing right in front of her in broad daylight.

White steam rose off Shi Lan’s body, gradually obscuring her figure, and a thin layer of mist slowly spread across the street.

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Before she had walked even a quarter of an hour, a group blocked Ning An’s path. At their head was a burly middle-aged man of around forty.

“Miss Ning, please come with us.”

The man’s voice was thunderous. The sound waves tore through the curtain of rain and made people’s eardrums ache.

“Where is Ning Kangping?”

Shi Lan did not stop walking. Her tone was calm as she asked the question.

“I do not know where your father is, but right now, you need to come with me.”

As he spoke, the man had already stepped forward. His muscles and bones spread open, producing peals of thunder that faintly overwhelmed even the storm above.

Rip—

The man’s figure vanished from where he stood. The rain curtain was torn apart by a violent gale, leaving threadlike white traces in its wake.

In the span of a breath, a thunderous strike had already reached the top of Shi Lan’s head.

The blood and qi surging from Shi Lan’s body was far too powerful. The man did not dare slight her in the least, so the moment he attacked, he went all out, slashing a claw toward the crown of her head.

Crack—

“Ah!”

With a scream, the burly man was sent flying. He tumbled nearly a hundred meters before collapsing into a puddle, unable to move. His hand was twisted out of shape, every bone in it shattered, and his entire arm was nearly torn apart, tendons and bones separating.

Shi Lan paused slightly, then stepped forward again. The few people behind the burly man had gone deathly pale and did not dare block her in the slightest. They hurriedly moved aside.

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Shi Lan quickened her pace. She seemed slow, yet was actually incredibly fast, covering nearly a hundred meters in a single breath as she began searching for Ning Kangping’s whereabouts.

The longer time dragged on, the greater the danger Ning Kangping would be in.

Shi Lan was moving too quickly. The spies from all sides were shaken off almost in the blink of an eye, and one urgent message after another was sent out through the rain.

Shi Lan did not recognize the burly man who had blocked her path, but in the martial world of the Nanhao Kingdom, he was quite well known. He was at Great Perfection in the Bone-Forging Realm, a martial expert only a single step away from becoming a grandmaster of the Blood Transformation Realm.

At Great Perfection in the Bone-Forging Realm, his entire body of muscles and bones was like steel cables and iron chains, yet he could not withstand even a single move from Shi Lan. That already showed what Shi Lan’s strength truly was. She was unquestionably a genuine grandmaster of the Blood Transformation Realm.

Not even eighteen years old, yet already a Martial Grandmaster of the Blood Transformation Realm.

What was a grandmaster? Someone in the Bone-Forging Realm could already found a sect and establish a school, but someone in the Blood Transformation Realm was a legend, a figure who rarely showed himself and could support an entire great clan or noble house.

Some people vaguely suspected that Shi Lan had already obtained that shocking treasure and received a heaven-defying fortune beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

After learning of Shi Lan’s strength, not only did the various factions fail to retreat, they became even more frenzied.

If an eighteen-year-old girl could become a Martial Grandmaster of the Blood Transformation Realm, then if that opportunity fell into their hands, how terrifying would it be?

Becoming number one under heaven might not be empty talk after all.

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The Wuji Sect group out in the suburbs soon received the news again.

When they heard that Ning An had crippled a Bone-Forging Realm Great Perfection expert in a single move, even Luo Jin was dazed for a moment.

A grandmaster of the Blood Transformation Realm at eighteen…

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“Impossible. If she had that kind of strength, there is no way I could have survived…”

Zhao Ye’s already pale face turned even whiter. His eyes were empty, and he kept muttering that it was impossible.

“Luo Tang, send word and lure her here.”

After hearing that Shi Lan was looking for Ning Kangping, Luo Jin slowly sat down in his chair. His youthful face beneath his white hair was flushed, and his eyes held suppressed excitement.

He had seen hope of taking that step.

At the side, an old man nearly sixty strode out in great steps and plunged into the rainy night. Blood and qi steamed off his whole body, turning into a thin veil that bounced away the torrential rain as he sped off into the distance.

…

Shi Lan skimmed across the water through the curtain of rain, drifting forward with her feet barely touching the ground.

Along the way, dozens had already fallen to her hands. Some had used firearms, but under the keen perception of her soul, all of it came to nothing.

In just half an hour, she had nearly searched half the county town, yet she still had not found any trace of Ning Kangping, and she could not help growing anxious.

A blood-colored figure tore through the rain and blocked Shi Lan’s path.

Shi Lan’s eyes sharpened slightly. For the first time, she stopped walking.

“Luo Tang!”

Several groups chasing from not far behind all stopped at the same time.

Luo Tang, the deputy sect master of the Wuji Sect, a grandmaster of the Blood Transformation Realm.

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“Your father is a guest at our sect. Please come with me, Miss.”

Luo Tang stared at Shi Lan with a complicated gaze, full of amazement, emotion, and a deeply hidden trace of greed.

Shi Lan’s gaze suddenly turned sharp. She stepped forward, her fair hand curling lightly into a fist before she struck out with explosive force.

The punch of an eighteen-year-old girl looked light and soft, weak and powerless, like playful sparring between lovers. But Luo Tang, the one targeted by that fist, saw his face change drastically. All composure vanished as he retreated at full speed, not daring to take it head-on.

He retreated, but Shi Lan was even faster. Her fist, as if carved from white jade, smashed into the thin veil of blood and qi around Luo Tang’s body in an instant.

Bang!

The thin veil of blood and qi, which could withstand sniper bullets, exploded instantly. The fist then slammed into Luo Tang’s shoulder.

Crack—

Luo Tang was blasted backward at once. His right shoulder was nearly shattered, and more than half his strength was crippled.

“What ferocious fist force!”

Luo Tang staggered and steadied himself, his face ashen. Just now, he had been locked onto by a heaven-shaking killing intent and had nearly had his mind torn away, which was why he had been defeated in a single move.

He could not imagine how an ordinary eighteen-year-old girl, even if she had encountered a rare opportunity and gained terrifying strength, could possibly have cultivated that horrifying killing intent, like something born from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Shi Lan’s figure flashed. With one hand, she seized Luo Tang, who no longer had the strength to fight, and asked coldly,

“Where is he?”