The Rogue Villager Chen Erbao

The excruciating pain nearly made Chen Sheng faint. He staggered back a few steps, fell to the ground, and clutched his arm, howling in agony.

Chen Erbao rolled his shoulder to relieve the tingling numbness and sneered, "You dare to clash with me head-on? You're courting death!"

"Three Ghosts Devouring Body, a sacrifice of flesh and blood—unleash!"

Charles was calculating the time. The moment the black mist grew restless, his finger snapped down.

The ink-black mist instantly shot upward, devouring the two strands of hair suspended in mid-air.

"Wooooo..."

A sinister wind suddenly filled the room, accompanied by waves of piercing wails. It was like the night parade of a hundred demons, sending a chill down the spines of the bodyguards standing watch outside the door.

「The Steel Mill.」

Chen Erbao walked over to Chen Sheng, ready to finish him off with a kick, when his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

His brows furrowed slightly as he looked up, peering outside the Steel Mill.

'What's getting closer?'

Although he couldn't see anything, Chen Erbao had an uncanny feeling that something unknown was rapidly approaching him. It was a strange sensation, as if he'd been targeted and locked onto.

No one else present—not Xia Qingxue and Hua Yueqing, who were meditating to recover, nor Gu Li and Chen Fang, who were hiding off to the side—sensed the disturbance from outside.

They all wondered why Chen Erbao had stopped instead of pressing his attack, staring outside with such a grave expression.

'Could another master be arriving?'

Chen Sheng scrambled backward. Seeing that Chen Erbao was ignoring him, his powerful will to survive made him temporarily forget the excruciating pain in his arm. He struggled to his feet and leaned against a metal railing, gasping for air.

'Something's wrong...'

The ominous feeling in Chen Erbao's heart grew stronger, as if something terrifying was rapidly approaching.

'He'd never felt such a sense of panic before...'

"Wooooo..."

A sinister wind suddenly swept through the Steel Mill, accompanied by piercing screams, and the expression on everyone's face changed.

"This is..."

Seeing this, the color drained from Hua Yueqing's face, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Xia Qingxue was equally horrified. "The Ancient Witch Curse Technique!"

Chen Erbao's expression grew increasingly grave. He raised a hand, summoning his longsword and gripping it tight. At the same time, he channeled Spiritual Power into his eyes and stared at the sinister wind that had appeared out of nowhere.

"Die..."

Three vicious ghosts suddenly burst from the sinister wind. They had ashen faces and horns sprouting from their heads, and they rode the wind as they lunged at Chen Erbao.

Alarm flashed in Chen Erbao's eyes as he instinctively swung his sword.

But the peerlessly sharp blade seemed to cut through empty air, passing straight through the three ghouls.

To Chen Erbao's horror, the three ghouls slammed into his body one after another!

"Aargh...!"

Chen Erbao had no time to think. He felt his blood begin to boil, and his face instantly flushed crimson!

Terrified, he activated the Joyful Technique and sent his Divine Sense inward, finally spotting the three ghouls in his Dantian.

The three ghouls were lodged in his Dantian, and plumes of black gas surged from them, filling his entire body through every limb and vessel. In that instant, it felt as if countless teeth were gnawing on every inch of his flesh. The searing pain sent Chen Erbao into convulsions, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Mr. Chen!"

The expressions on Xia Qingxue and the others changed drastically. They struggled to their feet and hurried toward Chen Erbao.

A savage light flashed in Chen Sheng's eyes. He forced himself to stand. "Gu Li, stop them!"

Mustering his last ounce of strength, he charged at Chen Erbao.

Gu Li was heavily injured, but hearing Chen Sheng's command, he grit his teeth and stepped forward to block Hua Yueqing.

"Get out of the way!"

Chen Erbao was their only hope for survival. Hua Yueqing, who still had some fight left in her, didn't hesitate to slash at him with her military dagger.

Gu Li dodged to the side and locked Hua Yueqing in combat.

Chen Fang soon joined the fray. Together, he and Hua Yueqing battered Gu Li until he was coughing up blood again and again.

But Gu Li managed to keep both of them tied down!

Just as Chen Sheng was about to kill the defenseless Chen Erbao, Xia Qingxue used her last ounce of strength to flick out three Silver Needles.

PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!

The moment the Silver Needles left her hand, her strength gave out completely. She collapsed near Chen Erbao, unable to get back up.

The Silver Needles shot through the air, embedding themselves directly in Chen Sheng's broken arm.

Chen Sheng roared and, with shocking decisiveness, raised his left hand and chopped down at the base of his right arm.

RRRIP!

Chen Sheng had actually hacked off his entire right arm at the shoulder!

The excruciating pain twisted Chen Sheng's already ugly face into something inhuman. He staggered in front of Chen Erbao, gathered all his strength, and smashed his fist down toward Chen Erbao's head.

Chen Erbao's eyes were clenched shut, veins bulging on his forehead. His tightly furrowed brow was a testament to the extreme agony he was enduring.

"Mr. Chen!"

Xia Qingxue lay on the ground, tears welling in her eyes as she cried out helplessly.

'She had heard the conversation between Chen Erbao and Hua Yueqing perfectly. He had only followed them because he was worried about her.'

'It was all because of her...'

Tears blurred Xia Qingxue's vision. Overcome with grief, she was swept up in a flood of memories.

'The first time they met was on Antique Street in Hongyuan City. They had exchanged a few words and gone their separate ways.'

'The second time was on Antique Street in Binhai City. She had been gravely injured and on the brink of death, and he had cured her of a lingering poison—though the process had been a bit awkward!'

'This was their third meeting, and once again, he had saved her...'

'Could this be fate?'

Chen Sheng's fist came crashing down. His bloodshot eyes were filled with sadistic glee, as if he could already see himself killing the defenseless Chen Erbao with a single punch!

'There won't be any surprises this time!'

SMACK!

Suddenly, he felt his descending fist get caught by a powerful, large hand.

'???'

Chen Erbao hadn't even opened his eyes, yet one of his hands had precisely latched onto his wrist!

As the five fingers tightened slightly, Chen Sheng immediately cried out in agony.

Those five fingers felt like a red-hot branding iron, searingly hot, and they possessed the force of ten thousand tons, enough to make his bones feel like they were about to shatter.

Chen Erbao's entire face was contorted, but he still twisted with all his might, snapping Chen Sheng's left wrist. Then he slammed a fist into Chen Sheng's chest, sending him flying.

BANG!

As Chen Sheng crashed heavily to the ground, everyone was left stunned.

Chen Erbao lay on the ground, struggling to keep his mind clear and resist the extreme pain racking his body. He circulated the Joyful Technique, enveloping the black mist in his meridians inch by inch.

But this still wasn't enough to recover completely.

The three dark ghouls in his Dantian were still spewing out a ceaseless torrent of black mist!

Even though Chen Erbao had sealed off all his meridians, the black mist simply converged in his Dantian. After only a brief moment, he felt a swelling pressure building there!

'He finally understood why his sword had no effect on the three ghouls. They had no physical form; only Divine Sense could touch them!'

'But the excruciating pain in his meridians was making it impossible for him to concentrate his Divine Sense to fight the ghouls!'

'Even if he could, he wasn't sure he would be a match for these three ghouls...'

'What do I do? What do I do!?'

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