Ye Qiu had intended to mock the Sorcerer God with words, but he hadn’t expected this old wretch to be even more pretentious than him.
Warming up?
Warming up your grandma!
Can’t you live without showing off?
In truth, Ye Qiu knew the Sorcerer God hadn’t used his full strength — otherwise, Ye Qiu wouldn’t have gotten away with just minor internal injuries earlier.
But this boastful tone irritated Ye Qiu.
Really irritated him!
The Sorcerer God said grimly: “Next — I’m getting serious — kid — have you thought about how you want to die?”
Still showing off?
Ye Qiu shot back: “I should be asking you — have you thought about how you want to die?”
“On the brink of death and still talking big — fine — I’ll grant your wish.”
The Sorcerer God made his move.
This time — he was serious.
His attack was a killing move.
Swoosh!
The Sorcerer God’s figure shot forward like a cannonball — appearing swiftly in front of Ye Qiu — his hands strikingස
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his hands striking toward Ye Qiu’s head from both sides.
If this palm strike landed — Ye Qiu’s head would surely turn to mush.
Ye Qiu wanted to test the strength of this second-ranked master on the God List — so he didn’t dodge — clenching his fists and swinging them outward.
Boom!
Boom!
Ye Qiu’s fists collided with the Sorcerer God’s palms — producing two metallic clangs.
“Hm?”
The Sorcerer God let out a surprised sound — a hint of astonishment in his small eyes.
“Not bad for someone so young — quite a bit of strength — did that old bald donkey from Tianlong Temple pass the Buddhist Diamond Indestructible Divine Skill to you?”
The Sorcerer God still believed Ye Qiu was a disciple of Monk Kongjian.
Ye Qiu snorted coldly: “Monk Kongjian is an enlightened master — how dare you insult him?”
“Also — haven’t you eaten? There’s no strength in your hands.”
“Old man — why bother living? You’re just wasting air.”
As soon as Ye Qiu finished speaking — he felt the Sorcerer God increase the force in his palms — a surging inner strength pressing toward him like a raging storm.
Ye Qiu’s arms began to bend.
The Sorcerer God opened his mouth — revealing a row of black teeth — and laughed: “Kid — didn’t you say I had no strength? Let’s see how long you can hold out.”
At the critical moment — Ye Qiu suddenly spat at the Sorcerer God — cursing: “Old man — how long has it been since you brushed your teeth? Your breath is so foul — it nearly killed me.”
The Sorcerer God had stayed in this cave for decades — never leaving — naturally never brushing his teeth.
But hearing Ye Qiu’s question — he felt it was an attack on his dignity.
“Go die!” The Sorcerer God increased the force in his palms again.
“Clang!”
A sword cry rang out.
Thirty-six streams of sword intent — each over a metre long — suddenly appeared around Ye Qiu.
Though his fists were blocking the Sorcerer God’s palms — it didn’t stop him from unleashing the Slaughter Technique.
The Sorcerer God scoffed: “Useless — you’ve tried this dozens of times already — these tricks can’t hurt me.”
Ye Qiu didn’t believe it.
“Slash!”
With a loud shout — the thirty-six streams of sword intent condensed into a single sword energy — slashing directly at the Sorcerer God.
Ye Qiu thought the Sorcerer God would retract his palms to block the sword intent — but to his surprise — the Sorcerer God did nothing — letting the sword intent strike his head.
“Clang!”
The sword intent hit the Sorcerer God’s head — sparking a long trail of flames.
The Sorcerer God was unharmed.
Damn — is this old man’s head made of iron?
Ye Qiu was shocked.
The Sorcerer God chuckled darkly: “Kid — didn’t expect that — did you?”
“I can tell your physical body is strong — but unfortunately — mine is just as strong.”
“Your petty tricks can’t harm me at all.”
“Got any other moves? Go ahead and use them — otherwise — you won’t get another chance.”
Ye Qiu quickly thought of a strategy — moments later — his body suddenly dropped low — retracting his fists — causing the Sorcerer God’s hands to miss.
Seizing the opportunity — Ye Qiu launched his attack.
He played his trump cards.
Slaughter Technique — Six Meridians Divine Sword — Immobilization Spell — Grass Character Sword Art!
The first two moves Ye Qiu had already tried — they caused no harm to the Sorcerer God — but when he cast the Immobilization Spell — the Sorcerer God’s body stiffened for a moment.
The Sorcerer God’s cultivation was too strong — he was only frozen for half a second.
Ye Qiu used that half-second to unleash the first move of the Grass Character Sword Art.
“Boom!”
Sword energy surged wildly.
The Sorcerer God was sent flying.
Ye Qiu swiftly darted to Su Luoying’s side — tapping her neck twice to unblock her sealed acupuncture points.
“Young master…”
Before Su Luoying could finish speaking — Ye Qiu scooped her up by the waist — a blush instantly spreading across her beautiful face.
Holding Su Luoying — Ye Qiu ran toward the cave’s exit.
“You dare!”
The Sorcerer God roared in fury — though old — his speed was lightning-fast — chasing Ye Qiu like a thunderbolt.
Ye Qiu drew a lightning talisman — his speed surging.
He took Su Luoying because her presence in the cave made him hesitant in fighting.
Moreover — the cave wasn’t particularly spacious — with no places to hide — fighting the Sorcerer God there left him constantly suppressed.
Ye Qiu soon rushed out of the cave — leaping down from the stilted building in a few bounds.
The Sorcerer God was truly enraged — pursuing closely — stomping downward from high above with terrifying force.
Though small in stature — the power he unleashed was heart-stopping.
“Bang!”
The Sorcerer God’s stomp shattered a stilted building.
Ye Qiu’s heart jolted — he quickly dodged to the side — continuing to rush toward the plaza.
“You can’t escape — leave Su Luoying behind.”
The Sorcerer God kicked again — missing Ye Qiu — his foot slamming into the ground.
Crack!
Cracks spread across the ground in all directions — stretching over ten metres.
The Sorcerer God didn’t stop — pursuing like an arrow shot from a bow — his withered palm striking at Ye Qiu’s back.
Ye Qiu gritted his teeth — shifting direction and charging outward.
The Sorcerer God struck with a palm from afar — the immense force exploding the air — creating a thunderous boom that sent Ye Qiu flying.
As Ye Qiu’s body neared the ground — he forcibly twisted — letting his back hit the ground.
Because he was holding Su Luoying — if he didn’t land on his back — she would hit the ground first.
Su Luoying knew no martial arts — such a fall would cause severe injury at best — death at worst.
When Ye Qiu’s back hit the ground — he slid dozens of metres — stopping only when he reached Qilin and the others.
Instantly — blood trickled from Ye Qiu’s mouth.
“You—”
Before Su Luoying could speak — Ye Qiu shouted to Qilin: “Get me a shirt.”
Qilin quickly grabbed a jacket from a nearby Dragon Gate disciple and tossed it to Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu draped the jacket over Su Luoying.
This small gesture warmed Su Luoying’s heart — her gaze toward Ye Qiu softening.
“Take care of her.”
Ye Qiu gave Su Xiao a brief instruction — then turned to face the Sorcerer God.
