Chapter 28: White Tiger Pill-Shattering Kick
Li Lin moved slowly while keeping to the shadows.
Before long, he arrived outside the formation created by the soul-summoning banners.
The bonfire ahead was still burning.
Under such backlighting conditions, he was even less likely to be discovered.
At this moment, the situation in the field had already become completely one-sided.
Three of the Spirit Hunters were already lying on the ground.
Blood was everywhere around them.
Their chances of survival were probably slim.
Bai Liwei covered his chest with one hand, blood flowing through the gaps between his fingers, while using the other hand to shield his nephew Bai Bufan behind him.
Xu Saifeng stood before the two of them.
At his rear flank stood a fat man waving a fan, blocking their retreat.
The situation had become extremely dangerous.
“Patrol Hunter Bai, why not come work for our Qin family?”
The fat man dressed like a scholar waved his fan and said with a smile,
“We can help remove the yin energy in your body. We can also help settle your family and friends. Why continue staying in Yulin County? Our Feirong County is also a fine place, wouldn’t you agree?”
A look of struggle appeared on Bai Liwei’s face.
He glanced at his nephew behind him and laughed bitterly.
“Feirong County is indeed a fine place, but the Qin family is hardly a good family. I’ve heard quite a few things about your deeds even from Yulin County.”
The fat man shook his head helplessly.
“Then that is truly a pity.”
He said nothing more and merely continued smiling.
Bai Liwei turned his gaze toward Xu Saifeng.
“Since my nephew and I are going to die anyway, let us die understanding the truth. Why did you harm your colleagues? And what happened to the True Lords of Bobai Military Town?”
“Haha, there is actually nothing particularly special about it. I wanted blood food, and the Qin family needed True Lords. We hit it off immediately, that’s all.”
Bai Liwei stared at him in disbelief.
“For that reason alone... If you wanted blood food, you could have borrowed more from your colleagues or bought some blood rice!”
Xu Saifeng chuckled.
“Buying blood rice costs money. Those military dogs had stronger qi and blood than ordinary people, and they didn’t cost me a thing. Why wouldn’t I take it?”
Bai Liwei shook his head helplessly.
“Bufan, we’ve fallen into this trap. Had I known, I wouldn’t have let you become a Spirit Hunter so soon.”
Bai Bufan hid behind him, trembling with fear.
Xu Saifeng took three red flags from a saddlebag nearby.
“Young Master Qin, I need to cast a spell to locate that brat Li Lin and then hunt him down. Watch these two for me. When I return, I’ll need to take some of their qi and blood.”
The fat man nodded lightly.
Xu Saifeng picked up one of the flags.
The flag was as red as blood and looked extremely sinister.
“First flag, respect the feral gui.”
The largest and tallest command flag was planted into the ground.
“Second flag, offer sincerity.”
Xu Saifeng cut his finger with a small knife, squeezed out some blood, smeared it onto the flag, and planted it into the ground as well.
“Final flag...”
At this moment, Li Lin had already reached a position about ten metres (~33 ft) behind Xu Saifeng.
But he dared not move any closer.
Because he felt that if he advanced further, the other party would discover him.
It was an extremely mysterious feeling.
Yet he knew it could not be wrong.
Just like that night at the Earth God temple, when he had felt that he could reach the black-clothed man’s back, and indeed had managed to do so.
Now that he felt he could not get any closer, then he definitely could not.
Listening to the other party chanting, he could not help but feel increasing urgency.
Stealth was powerful.
But he also understood that this ability was not invincible.
At the very least, that brat Zhao Xiaohu had been able to find him.
As for whether Xu Saifeng could locate him using a spell, that was difficult to say.
But he could not place his hopes on such an uncertain possibility.
One should always prepare for the worst.
Assume that the enemy’s tracking spell would find him.
Li Lin’s eyes rapidly turned cold.
Time to gamble.
Xu Saifeng was facing away from him.
The final red command flag had already been planted into the ground.
Both of his hands were forming spell seals.
Black yin energy was gathering around him and was about to take shape.
He could not wait any longer.
Li Lin raised his spear in his right hand and began preparing a throwing motion.
At the same time, a red square appeared behind Xu Saifeng.
But it was nowhere near as bright or conspicuous as the square from that night at the Earth God temple.
So the success rate was low, then.
But Li Lin could no longer hesitate.
Using all his strength, he hurled the red-tasseled spear.
There really was such a move within the Yu Clan Spear Technique.
Almost every weapon style had a similar move, used when one was making a desperate all-or-nothing attempt.
Brilliant red light wrapped around the spearhead.
With a Whoosh, it tore through the darkness.
The instant he threw the spear, Li Lin lunged forward as well.
Tiger-Leap Movement Technique.
Everyone present was an expert.
Several people instinctively looked over at the same time.
But quick conscious reactions were one thing.
Physical instinct was another.
Moreover, Xu Saifeng’s spell had already taken shape.
The instant Xu Saifeng turned his head, his body was already desperately dodging to the side.
But the thrown spear was even faster than imagined.
He had barely shifted half his body when the spear, wrapped in red light, struck the side of his chest cavity.
Although it missed his heart, the spear became lodged against his ribs and drove him backward several steps.
Meanwhile, the black yin energy on his body gathered into a black face.
It looked remarkably like Xu Saifeng himself.
The face automatically shot forward.
The spell had already been completed.
“Who dares launch a sneak attack!”
With an angry roar, Xu Saifeng endured the pain and pulled the spear from his body.
Then he saw the black face curve through the air and strike empty space ahead.
A person suddenly appeared in midair.
It was truly bizarre.
Like someone suddenly transforming out of thin air.
“Li Lin!”
Xu Saifeng was both shocked and furious.
He could not understand why Li Lin had managed to approach so closely behind him without him sensing anything at all.
Could the soul perception of Spirit Hunters be fake?
He desperately tried to evade.
But Li Lin had already arrived before him.
Spine-Breaking Tendon-Ripping Claw!
Li Lin opened with a merciless killing move.
Xu Saifeng blocked with all his strength.
At present, only one of his hands could move.
In terms of spells, ten Li Lins would not be a match for Xu Saifeng.
Unfortunately, youth triumphed over age.
Xu Saifeng had lost the initiative, was already injured, and had been drawn into close combat.
Li Lin was a young man who exercised regularly and still possessed a virgin body.
The fiery vitality within him was overwhelming.
It felt as though he possessed inexhaustible strength.
When claw met fist, it was actually Xu Saifeng, the superior expert, who was forced backward repeatedly.
At the same time, Bai Liwei shouted in a low voice,
“Help him.”
Bai Bufan immediately stopped trembling.
The clarity in his eyes turned sharp and fierce.
The uncle and nephew immediately changed direction and charged toward the other side, intercepting the fat man who had been preparing to assist Xu Saifeng.
Bai Liwei was no longer covering his chest.
His earlier injury had been partly an act.
His pair of short blades danced into a mass of silver blossoms.
The fat man’s fan was inconvenient for blocking, forcing him backward again and again.
Meanwhile, Bai Bufan circled nearby.
Finding an opportunity, he threw out a cloud of white powder.
The fat man covered his nose and mouth with his fan and retreated rapidly.
Then he shrieked and cursed,
“You actually threw lime powder... that’s damned despicable.”
After speaking, the fat man looked toward Xu Saifeng’s side.
Then his eyes widened.
At this moment, Xu Saifeng’s shoulders had already been seized by Li Lin.
Xu Saifeng let out a miserable scream.
Before he could struggle free, Li Lin borrowed the momentum with a body turn, causing both of them to crash sideways onto the ground.
Throughout it all, Li Lin’s claws remained locked onto his shoulders.
White Tiger Pill-Shattering Kick.
Li Lin’s legs struck Xu Saifeng’s groin at astonishing speed.
The attack frequency was truly like a torrential downpour.
Papapapapapa...
A continuous series of impacts rang out.
This move had evolved from observing tabby cats fighting.
It was exceptionally lethal.
Xu Saifeng’s eyes bulged wide.
His body curled into an arch.
Yet he could not break free from Li Lin’s control.
In less than three breaths, he was unable to move at all.
Li Lin flipped backward and rose to his feet.
Breathing heavily, he immediately felt a chill spread throughout his body.
The soul-tracking spell he had been struck by was finally taking effect.
His qi and blood were being consumed rapidly and in enormous quantities.
After all, it was a spell cast by a seventh-rank Spirit Hunter.
Li Lin estimated that at this rate, his qi and blood would soon be exhausted.
And he would become a corpse.
He immediately turned his back toward the three others.
His hand searched briefly through the small pouch at his waist.
In less than a single breath, he pulled out a porcelain bottle, removed the stopper, poured out most of the Shengxi Pills, grabbed three or four at random, quickly stuffed them into his mouth, and swallowed them.
The entire sequence was both swift and concealed.
No one noticed it.
The Shengxi Pills took effect very quickly.
They generated a steady trickle of vital energy, counteracting the unbearable coldness.