HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]

HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]
262 - Wang Zhao (2)

The Book of No Match given by Elder Chen Duan Shan to be studied by Xiao Shuxiang was a book that discussed sword techniques.


The course in the book includes two elements, speed and formless change. If the sword style is usually in sequence, then this is a style that is not easy to learn because the movement and attack patterns are always changing.


Wang Zhao's shock was in Xiao Shuxiang's sword technique which made him remember someone. A figure that also has a complicated pattern like this.


"What's wrong?" Feng Hao noticed the look on Wang Zhao's face and asked.


"..............."


To ordinary people, the sword technique Xiao Shuxiang had performed was not easy to remember. Yet Wang Zhao had long known this kind of sword technique, even half of his age-he witnessed how one performed the sword technique. Xiao Shuxiang clearly made himself recall with some memories of the past.


"Silent steps and deadly cross attacks .... It comes from the Book of No Appeal..!" Wang Zhao was wide-eyed because he had remembered it.


Seeing Xiao Shuxiang made Wang Zhao confident that the young man was indeed applying the moves of the Book of No Appeal. A famous book among Black Stream cultivators and also a precious heirloom of the Demon Valley Sect that Wang Zhao's own father possessed.


"How could Mister Xiao .." the more Wang Zhao looked at it, the more he believed that it was indeed the best technique in the Demon Valley Sect. The book that should have disappeared after his sect was attacked.


"Wang Zhao, what's wrong?" Feng Hao did not understand at all with this young man beside him. Wang Zhao seemed to be in shock for some reason.


"We go ..." Wang Zhao's voice trembled, he tried to catch his breath and tried to calm down. The problem was that Feng Hao frowned and seemed to be confused by what he said earlier.


Feng Hao blinked, "What do you mean"


"We're leaving now!" Wang Zhao exclaimed and directly grabbed Feng Hao's hand. He brought the Thousand Sword Palace disciple to jump dodge and at the same time-the shock wind instantly spread out in all directions.


!!


Feng Hao was shocked. He retraced on Wang Zhao's drifting wooden sword blade and saw how fierce the pressure emanated from the shock wind was. In fact, the trees were cut down and the organs of the corpse scattered on the ground were cut back to formless.


Feng Hao held his breath, he to the point of not knowing what to say seeing this terrifying scene. Not losing his sense of tension, he also heard a loud shriek coming from Gui Hong Yi.


The previous shock wind was not only extremely fierce, but it also created a thick smoke that made Feng Hao and Wang Zhao unable to see the events below.


They did not see clearly how Xiao Shuxiang used his White Jade Flute to stab Gui Hong Yi in the stomach and catch the sword he had thrown. Xiao Shuxiang used Yinng xiong to cleave the belly of the huge snake monster.


Without waiting for Gui Hong Yi to counterattack, Xiao Shuxiang quickly used his Fire Respiratory Technique and burned the organs in the finished figure. The next more heartbreaking shriek was again heard.


In his mastery of the Book of No Appeal, Xiao Shuxiang's technique was not yet completely perfect-but what was surprising was that the impact of his attack was terrifying and even the scope of the attack was vast. Wang Zhao was obviously lucky for moving according to his instincts.


"How do you know if ..." Feng Hao gulped and continued, "... We'll die if we stay down there?"


"That's ..." Wang Zhao was breathing slowly, "I once practiced with Mister Xiao. He was a strong figure, but the control of his movements seemed wild. As he focused, Mister Xiao never saw anyone else around him."


Wang Zhao felt bad when he said this, yet he kept his voice. "I don't know if this is true or not, but Mr. Xiao often doesn't have the heart to care about the safety of anyone around him."


Feng Hao would only make a sound when he heard Gui Hong Yi's cry. He could not yet see what was happening down there, yet from this voice-Feng Hao was sure Gui Hong Yi was in a state of great pain.


!!!


Explosions are created and so big. Feng Hao glared and immediately formed a shield of his spiritual energy as rocks were thrown towards them.


These stones were numerous, yet it didn't take long until Feng Hao and Wang Zhao knew this wasn't a stone - but a lump of flesh and bone.


!!


The two cultivators held their breaths, especially when they saw that there was a piece of hand that flashed beside them. If there were people down there, they would have been limp and felt extremely frightened from witnessing the rain of internal organs and blood.


It took a very long time until the rain of those terrible organs stopped. Wang Zhao had been sweating coldly since earlier, already refraining from vomiting. But when it started bringing Feng Hao down-he was already unable to anymore.


This extremely strong rancid aroma made Wang Zhao instantly vomit and Feng Hao himself was shocked by it. The disciple of the Thousand Sword Palace then helped Wang Zhao.


Feng Hao rubbed Wang Zhao's back and gently massaged the back of the young man's neck. He also felt like vomiting, but could still be detained.


Elsewhere, Xiao Shuxiang expressionlessly looked at Gui Hong Yi's head which started to agglomerate into rotten meat before it finally disintegrated.


Xiao Shuxiang reached out and looked at Yinng xiong and his White Jade Flute that was filled with dark blood color, as well as his two hands.


"..............."


Xiao Shuxiang took a slow breath and took out the Water Breathing Technique to clear these two navels. He inserted Ying xiong back into the Spatial Ring and then used spiritual energy to clean his clothes as well as his own body.


Xiao Shuxiang's robe came back pure white, and he slipped his White Jade Flute into his waist belt before beginning to exhale.


"......... I'm amazing," Xiao Shuxiang looked up at the sky and then sighed. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. If all the greatness is on me, then what will be left for this world?"


Xiao Shuxiang shook his long hair softly and then shook his head, "Not only handsome and dazzling ... My talent also began to step on the realm of ghosts. What should this Xiao Shuxiang do? There is no compliment I can give myself. I'm amazing~"


Xiao Shuxiang clucked and then began to circulate a glance. He lowered his head and gasped as his shoes accidentally stepped on a lump of meat.


!!


"The two Bangka said I shouldn't dirty my clothes. Geez, this is troublesome. Uh..! What was that?!" Xiao Shuxiang was so focused in his every step and he gasped when he saw Wang Zhao.


"Oh? You ..." Xiao Shuxiang instantly darted and retraced, right in front of Wang Zhao and Feng Hao.


"Mr Xiao ..." Wang Zhao opened his voice and blinked when he saw Xiao Shuxiang. He frowned because before it was clear that this young man was wearing black clothes with a soaked body, not being a innocent-looking young man who had just come out of the fragrance house.


"You are like everyone else ..." Feng Hao blinked, "Haven't you fought with that monster before? But why are you now ...."


He watched Xiao Shuxiang from top to bottom. The handsome young man raised his eyebrows next to him and then followed the direction of Feng Hao's gaze.


Xiao Shuxiang exhaled and then smiled, "There's no need to be too shocked. Little techniques like this should be learned. You don't have to take a shower or do your own laundry,"


"Little technique?" Feng Hao was eager to pinch Xiao Shuxiang's head. What this young man did was a difficult spiritual energy control.


How many servants in the Thousand Swords Palace take care of the disciples' clothes every day? If this was a small technique, was it possible that the Thousand Sword Palace would hire maids to fill the bathtub and wash their clothes?!


Wang Zhao who was already feeling rather good even seemed to twitch. He remembered clearly his Shizun remark that Spiritual Energy was more difficult to apply to something simple, than it was to be used to control flying swords, attack, make protectors and heal wounds.


"Rather than thinking about it, there are more important things now." Xiao Shuxiang made a serious voice and at that very instant, water spots began to form in the air, condensing and turning into a mirror as tall as an adult.


Xiao Shuxiang said, "We must leave. Right now the Thousand Sword Palace is in danger,"


Feng Hao was surprised to hear that. He had not even had time to ask Lan Guan Zhi and Ling Qing Zhu when Xiao Shuxiang stepped in to enter the Moving Mirror.


"Wait, Mr. Xiao." Wang Zhao immediately stopped Xiao Shuxiang. His voice made the young man look.


"What's the problem?" Xiao Shuxiang asked.


"Mo Huai hasn't returned yet. We can't leave him," Wang Zhao said and made Xiao Shuxiang and Feng Hao flinch.


"Right, I didn't see Mo Huai. Wasn't she with you?" Xiao Shuxiang had just realized that Mo Huai was nowhere between Wang Zhao and Feng Hao.


"Geez, I almost forgot about it." Feng Hao rubbed his face and then said, "I'll pick up Mo Huai soon. You guys stay right here"


?!


Feng Hao was just about to dart when he heard the sound of an exclamation. Wang Zhao and Xiao Shuxiang heard the same thing. They stared straight and looked towards the darkness, among the fallen trees.


Someone ran over while calling out Wang Zhao's name. Feng Hao gasped when he realized the figure was Mo Huai.


"Young Master Mo?" Feng Hao blinked and immediately darted to catch the young man who had barely fallen due to tripping over a body piece.


Wang Zhao, "Mo Huai ..."


"Why are you guys so long? I'm really scared. There ... There ..." Mo Huai had trouble regulating his breathing, his facial expression was pale and he was extremely exhausted now.


Feng Hao who held onto Mo Huai's arm and touched the young man's back seemed to frown as he felt something wet and somewhat sticky in his hand.


"..............."


Carefully, Feng Hao looked at his palm and was shocked to find out that something that was wet was blood. He held onto Mo Huai's shoulder and made the young man startled.


"What happened to you? You injured?" Feng Hao was wide-eyed when he saw how pale Mo Huai's current face was. Moreover, the arm cloth he touched was wet from blood.


Mo Huai tried to say what he saw, but his breathing was not regular. Xiao Shuxiang took out a medium-sized jug filled with water and gave it to Mo Huai.


Xiao Shuxiang gently rubbed the young man's back and frowned. He raised his hand and gasped when he saw this still fresh blood on his palm.


"Mo Huai, are you bleeding?" Xiao Shuxiang asked and made Mo Huai quickly shake his head.


"Bu-not ... It wasn't my blood." Mo Huai's voice was very slow, almost inaudible.


"It's not your blood? Who's it belong to?" Xiao Shuxiang asked back and in that instant-Mo Huai fell unconscious. It was fortunate that Feng Hao quickly restrained his body.


"She looked extremely shocked," Wang Zhao opened his voice, "It seems like she's having a terrible incident."


"But what did he see?" Feng Hao felt worried, "I asked him not to come out of the circle of shield I made. What was so scary that he dared to take the risk and come here?"


Wang Zhao, "Mo Huai ..."


Xiao Shuxiang, "...... That's not my question. This Mo Huai was weak and the trees in this place could move. How did Mo Huai get here and also avoid those creeping roots that wildly appeared on the ground and attacked quickly? Me and Lan Zhi even had trouble getting to this place,"


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