This Martial Saint is Too Cautious

Chapter 104: Chapter 4: Coming to the Rescue

Yan Li gritted his teeth and tore his gaze away. He turned to the Tang father and daughter, his triangular eyes filled with malice. "Since that skulking coward ran off, I’ll start with you two."

Tang Tang’s heart sank. A moment ago, the man in black had suddenly appeared and cut down several men. She’d thought the tables had turned, but she never expected him to have no interest in a prolonged fight, leaving as abruptly as he came.

"Tang’er, get back!" Tang Shaoqi’s left shoulder had been crushed, and his entire arm hung limp at his side. Blood dripped from his fingertips onto the ground. With his one good hand, he pushed Tang Tang back and stepped forward to face their foe.

"Father!" Tang Tang’s eyes went red as she raised her sword to follow.

Yan Li let out a vicious laugh. His claws flashed through the air as his Qi Blood surged like a tidal wave. Tang Shaoqi was only at the Third-Time of Skin Smoothing and was already grievously injured. How could he possibly be a match for him?

One claw locked onto Tang Shaoqi’s wrist while the other shot straight for his heart...

At that very moment, a gleam of sword light shot out from the woods once more!

It was faster and trickier than before—silent and traceless, aimed straight at the nape of Yan Li’s neck!

Yan Li’s scalp prickled with dread. He wrenched his attack on Tang Shaoqi to a halt, dropped low, and rolled across the ground.

The sword light grazed his topknot, slicing off a few strands of hair.

"You again!"

Yan Li was enraged. He sprang to his feet, but Lin Yan, having missed with his first strike, had no intention of making a second. He spun around and lunged toward Yan Li’s two remaining henchmen.

A flash of sword light, and the two men fell to the ground.

With that, all eleven men Yan Li had brought with him were dead.

"I’ll kill you!" Yan Li roared, his Qi Blood flaring to its absolute limit. He became like an enraged beast, pouncing violently at Lin Yan.

Seeing Yan Li’s furious expression, Lin Yan didn’t flee this time. Instead, he turned and swung his sword.

The several men from the Qian Family, plus the nine Martial Artists he’d just killed, yielded a total of thirteen Martial Arts Fruits. After he had retreated into the woods to complete their Refinement, his Silk Binding Sword Intent had reached thirty-six strands.

He hadn’t used his full strength in that sneak attack just now. He had been waiting for this very moment.

’Even if this man is cautious, he could never have guessed that my power would increase so dramatically in the few short breaths I was in the woods. Furthermore, the strength I used for that surprise attack was my original strength, which must have lowered his guard even more.’

Yan Li’s lunging figure was as fast as a gale. His claws tore through the night air, creating a sharp, whistling sound.

A savage smile spread across his face, his eyes brimming with killing intent. ’This skulking rat has finally stopped running.’

’This strike is a guaranteed kill.’

But in the next instant, Yan Li’s pupils contracted violently.

He saw the gleam of a sword.

Not one gleam, but countless.

The light erupted from the hand of the man in black, like a silkworm spinning its thread—continuous and unending.

At first, there was only a single wisp, but in a flash, it split into dozens of impossibly fine silver threads. They were nearly transparent in the night, yet they glinted with a bone-chilling light.

Thirty-six strands of Sword Silk, silent and without a trace, closed in on Yan Li from all directions.

Alarm bells shrieked in Yan Li’s mind, and the hair on his arms stood on end.

"What the hell is this?!"

He roared, frantically circulating the Qi Blood in his body. His claws became a spinning blur as he tried to bat the Sword Silk away.

The second, the third, the fourth...

PFFT.

A soft sound, almost too faint to hear.

Yan Li’s movements froze. He was still in the posture of swiping his claws, but his entire body seemed to have been rooted to the spot.

A drop of blood seeped from his throat. Then a second, and a third.

Three breaths later...

THUD. His body fell to the ground, scattering a spray of dead leaves.

The woods fell silent once more, leaving only the mournful sound of the night wind whistling through bare branches.

The members of the Tang Family were frozen in place, not daring to breathe.

The weaker members of the Tang Family hadn’t even seen what happened. To them, it looked like Lin Yan simply swung his sword, the air filled with a torrent of light, and then Yan Li collapsed.

Lin Yan walked over to Yan Li’s corpse and poked it a few times with his longsword. He then crouched down and began searching the body. His eyes lit up when his hands found something hard, and he immediately stuffed the booklet he’d found into his robes.

’I’ve killed so many people, but I’ve never gotten a Cultivation Technique before.’

’I can’t believe I hit the jackpot this time.’

After looting the body, Lin Yan looked at Tang Tang, who was supporting her father. Without a word, he gave a clasped-fist salute, turned, and headed back into the mountain forest.

’I’m not sure if the Tang Family’s enemies have other forces on the way. It wouldn’t be wise to reveal my identity right now.’

"Tang’er, do you know him?"

Tang Shaoqi asked, seeing his daughter staring in the direction the man in black had disappeared.

"I don’t."

Tang Tang shook her head. ’But I’m very familiar with the Swordsmanship he used. It was the Jinghong Sword Technique. In the entire Tang Family, only my eldest uncle and I practice this technique.’

’And in all of Guangping County, there’s also Lin Yan.’

’But this man feels like a stranger. His build is different, there’s a clear height difference between him and Lin Yan. Besides, how long has Lin Yan been practicing the Jinghong Sword Technique? How could he possibly be this powerful?’

"This man helped our Tang Family but left without a word. He clearly doesn’t want to reveal his identity. We shouldn’t speculate too much. For now, let’s just get out of here," she said, pulling her gaze away.

"Tang’er’s right. Let’s go."

Tang Shaoqi nodded, and the group continued their flight through the mountain forest.

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