The Journey of Overthrowing the Celestial Emperor
Ch. 22 ~ Crush Cultivation
"Where did the old man go?!" Zhang Ziyi murmured when he could not find Zhang Wui's whereabouts.
His gaze looked around, but he never found the whereabouts of the man.
"Hmm, Uncle wants to play hide and seek well! All right, I'll find uncle... Be careful uncle!" Zhang Ziyi deliberately raised his voice. The young man was convinced, that Zhang Wui was not far away yet. Recalling that the man was seriously injured after fighting against the two elders earlier. So it does not rule out the possibility that he will hear his words just now.
Zhang Ziyi then disappeared from there.
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Zhang Wui who saw Zhang Ziyi appeared behind the silhouette of a tree that was shining with the silver light of the moon, revealed a bad face.
"Damn! Why did the boy have to show up!" Zhang Wui immediately inspected his shirt pocket, hoping that there would still be the rest of the pills there. Luckily there were still 5 low-level pills in his pocket. Immediately he swallowed the 5 pills at once, after which he got away from the place.
In a weakened state, Zhang Wui still forced himself to walk. But somehow the more he walked, the heavier his body became. Far enough away he stepped, until he finally collapsed on the ground.
"Ohuk!"
Zhang Wui coughed again. Also fresh blood managed to escape along with the exit of the cough.
"Damn!" Zhang Ziyi cursed for no reason.
Seeing the trunk of a large tree nearby, Zhang Wui began to crawl towards the trunk of the tree. Although a little distress, but the man finally arrived at the trunk of a large tree.
His breathing went down rapidly. Trying to sit cross-legged, even though it hurts, but still he forced. After succeeding, Zhang Wui then began to absorb natural energy, in order to restore the condition of his body. Because his Qi energy at that time was also thinning, so it was impossible for him to recover using Qi.
After a while, nothing bothered him made Zhang Wui sigh in relief. Zhang Wui himself felt a little strange when he did not feel any signs of someone's existence. Even he had time to check the aura around, afraid that Zhang Ziyi was there. But long time he checked using his domain, but still not found the whereabouts of the child.
"Sound! Is my existence too hidden, so Zhang Ziyi can't find me? Or is it because he no longer intends to pursue me and chooses to return to the clan?" Zhang Wui began to guess why Zhang Ziyi had not found him.
Choosing to ignore that, Zhang Wui then resumed his cultivation.
"Oi, uncle! Not happy I'm not chasing you, you're hoping I'm after you! ... Weirdo!?"
Zhang Ziyi's voice suddenly sounded so clearly. Suddenly, Zhang Wui instantly stopped his cultivation action. Looking to the right side, where Zhang Ziyi could see the man standing while leaning his shoulders on the tree trunk.
Kontan, the man's body instantly reacted without will. It was like seeing the God of death, that was what Zhang Wui felt at that moment.
Zhang Wui's feet kicked the ground, trying to dodge from there. While Zhang Ziyi, now began to move. The Heavenly Dragon Sword was carried on his shoulder.
Growing afraid, Zhang Wui looked at the young man who was moving towards him. Cold sweat splashed in the temple to the entire body of the man. The look on his face also implied a great excitement.
Zhang Ziyi suddenly laughed when he saw the look on Zhang Wui's face.
"Haha! Uncle, why is your face so funny!"
Hearing that, Zhang Wui became a little misbehaved. But he did not realize his face was even more funny at that time.
After being satisfied with his laughter, Zhang Ziyi then approached Zhang Wui.
"W-what are you gonna do?" Zhang Wui grew increasingly worried and of course panicked the child made.
"You take it easy, uncle. I just want to play around with you for a minute!"
Zhang Ziyi then stomped hard on Zhang Wui's feet. In a moment, a scream of pain shot out from Zhang Wui's mouth. The man felt as if his leg bones were crumbling.
After being satisfied with the legs, Zhang Ziyi then turned towards Zhang Wui's Arm. When he was about to cut it, suddenly someone's hand stopped the action.
"Stop Zhang'er!"
Zhang Ziyi turned his head to the origin of the voice. His father, Zhang Mao, could be seen beside him with his hand holding his arm.
"Dad! How did you find me?"
"That's not important ... The most important thing is, you need to stop my actions first!" reply Zhang Mao.
Zhang Mao then turned towards Zhang Wui. He checked the condition of the man. In a moment, Zhang Mao frowned, then turned his head towards Zhang Ziyi.
"Ziyi'er, did you do this?" zhang Mao asked with full investigation.
"I'm not the culprit!" Zhang Ziyi said honestly.
"Ziyi'er, don't lie!"
"True dad ... I didn't do it!"
Although Zhang Ziyi tried to convince his father, Zhang Mao still remained in disbelief.
"No, Mao! Zhang Ziyi is indeed the one who has made me like this!"
Zhang Ziyi frowned at Zhang Wui's words just now.
"Are you senile Old Man?! Clearly what makes you like this are those two elders!"
Zhang Ziyi defended himself. It is true what Zhang Ziyi said just now. It wasn't him who caused Zhang Wui such severe injuries, but rather the old man's injuries were obtained from his fight with the two Zhang clan elders.
Zhang Mao was worried, between believing and not. It was not only Zhang Wui that he found injured, but the five elders of the clan were also lying lifeless. Lastly, he found Zhang Ziyi who was aiming a sword, about to kill Zhang Wui.
On the other hand, he was also not so sure if Zhang Ziyi did it.
"Difficult to understand!" said Zhang Mao. "That's it, let's go back to the sect!!"
Zhang Mao then approached Zhang Wui. The man was trying to help his brother stand up.
"Dad... Stop!!"
Zhang Ziyi stopped his father immediately. It seemed that the young man was not sincere his father petrified Zhang Wui.
"What's up, Ziyi'er!"
"Dad! Why are you helping this man! He'd better just die!" Zhang Ziyi said sniffly. Didn't want that young man his father to help the man who had humiliated him all along.
"Ziyi'er, after all, this Zhang Wui is still your uncle! It's not good to behave like that!"
"Dad! Don't you remember what this guy did, back then!" Zhang Ziyi said with heightened intonation.
Long enough for Zhang Mao to convince his son. After a while, Zhang Ziyi finally wanted him to help Zhang Wui.
Even so, before Zhang Mao could summon Zhang Wui, Zhang Ziyi first approached the man. Qi energy was seen enveloping his clenched hand.
"You can help him, as long as this man can't cultivate forever,... Yes, this punishment feels like it's worth what this old man did to you!" zhang Ziyi said confidently.
Zhang Mao's eyes. He was not expecting with the attitude that Zhang Ziyi had shown just now.
"Ziyi'er, what are you doing! Stop that!!"
"No, dad!"
Without lingering, Zhang Ziyi directly directed his hand towards Zhang Wui's navel.
Zhang Wui panicked and tried to prevent Zhang Ziyi from doing his act.
"N-no... Nay! Junk boy, stop it!"
Whush!
"Aarghhh!"