As soon as the water curtain appeared, it completely blocked all the silver needles Xu Fei had thrown.
“Silver needles, eh? You little brat, you’re truly a despicable coward, even your choice of weapon is so underhanded!”
After fending off Xu Fei’s attack, Elder Sushui didn’t miss the chance to hurl some personal insults.
But what he didn’t know was that Xu Fei’s strike was merely a test, using Elder Sushui as a guinea pig.
Xu Fei had already sensed the Yang energy stirring within him earlier, though how much of its power he could unleash here remained uncertain.
That’s why he’d chosen to target Elder Sushui first.
Xu Fei knew deep down that his Yang energy had a natural suppressive effect on cultivators like these, who relied on crooked and unorthodox methods.
It might have looked like Xu Fei’s attack was stopped by Elder Sushui’s water curtain.
But that was just a feint.
When he’d thrown the silver needles, one of them had been secretly manipulated with true qi.
In its high-speed flight, that needle collided with the others mid-air, then miraculously veered behind Elder Sushui.
At that moment, Elder Sushui was still smugly congratulating himself for blocking Xu Fei’s assault.
Little did he know, the real danger had already crept up on him.
Whoosh!
A faint, almost imperceptible sound of air being sliced rang out. Xu Fei, who had been controlling that needle all along, knew it had struck true, hitting Elder Sushui square in the back.
Hm?
The moment Elder Sushui was hit, he immediately sensed something was wrong. It felt as though a strange force had surged into his body.
Then, it was as if someone had ignited petrol inside him. His entire body felt engulfed in a sea of fire, the pain so excruciating that he couldn’t keep up appearances any longer and began rolling on the ground in agony.
“Elder Sushui? What’s going on?”
Gong Zisheng clearly noticed something was amiss too. Seeing Elder Sushui writhing on the ground in torment gave him quite a shock.
The Red Buddha Society had a strict hierarchy, and what maintained that rigid order was everyone’s strength.
Those lacking in power rarely harboured thoughts of betrayal against someone a rank above them.
The gap in strength between them was simply too vast.
But Elder Sushui was different. Gong Zisheng knew his capabilities well.
If it weren’t for the fact that Gong Zisheng and the other three Hall Masters had fought alongside the Society’s leader to build their empire, Elder Sushui’s strength alone would have easily qualified him for a Hall Master’s seat.
Because of this, Gong Zisheng never put on airs when dealing with Elder Sushui, instead showing him considerable respect.
Yet, this man, whose strength Gong Zisheng acknowledged, had been nearly taken out by Xu Fei in a single exchange!
This was a reality Gong Zisheng couldn’t accept.
The stronger Xu Fei proved to be, the less likely Gong Zisheng’s plan to capture him today would succeed.
If it truly failed, Gong Zisheng reckoned he could still escape with his abilities.
But if it came to that, where would he, Gong Zisheng, put his pride?
So, at that moment, Gong Zisheng’s expression was grim.
