Chapter 90
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Chapter 90: A Narrow Encounter with an Enemy
"Since you’re here, why rush to leave?"
Blocking Wang Chen’s path was a gray-robed cultivator in his fifties or sixties.
He looked at Wang Chen with a sinister gaze and said with a forced smile, "How about joining in the fun?"
Wang Chen felt a sharp aura firmly locking onto him.
Any slight movement would invite a thunderous strike!
Even without using the Spirit Eye technique,
Wang Chen knew that the other’s cultivation level far surpassed his own.
His mind raced, and he quickly clasped his fists, saying, "Senior, I am just passing through and have seen nothing. I hope you can show some leniency; I would be very grateful!"
As he spoke, Wang Chen secretly gathered his power.
The gray-robed cultivator hesitated for a moment. "Are you a disciple of the Yunyang Sect?"
Seeing no identity token on Wang Chen, he thought the latter was also a loose cultivator and should be captured.
But if Wang Chen was a disciple of the Yunyang Sect, that would change things!
"Yes."
Wang Chen flipped his wrist and revealed his identity token, channeling his power to activate its anti-counterfeiting glow.
"Uh."
The gray-robed cultivator hesitated even more.
Wang Chen’s identity clearly seemed legitimate, making it not something he could easily dispose of.
Just then, the sound of hooves echoed as three mounts galloped through the clouds of mist.
"Clip-clop!"
A handsome young man wearing a golden crown reined in his Biqing Dragon Scale Horse and asked, "Uncle Yong, what’s going on?"
The gray-robed cultivator quickly replied, "Seventh Young Master, the Xuan Eagle spotted someone lurking nearby, and I’ve intercepted him. He is…"
"Hey?"
Before the gray-robed cultivator could finish, the golden-crowned young man had already jumped down from his mount, whip in hand.
He fixed his gaze on Wang Chen, excitement flashing in his eyes: "So it’s you!"
He looked like a wolf spotting a plump prey, a cruel smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.
In that moment, Wang Chen also recognized this guy.
He was the second-generation cultivator who had almost run over two little girls on the racing road!
The glaring golden crown on his head was hard to miss.
Wang Chen also remembered that this man had once whipped him, but missed.
Unexpectedly, today brought a narrow encounter with an old adversary once again.
His heart sank abruptly!
"Ha ha ha!"
The golden-crowned young man laughed out loud, "I didn’t expect you…"
He had just begun to speak a few words.
Wang Chen decisively struck first, suddenly thrusting his sword finger towards the gray-robed cultivator.
The unexpected appearance left no chance for a peaceful outcome; he had to take the initiative!
Just three breaths earlier, Wang Chen had used the Spirit Eye to assess the situation.
He discovered that the gray-robed cultivator’s cultivation level was at the eighth level of Qi Training.
The golden-crowned young man was at the seventh level of Qi Training.
His two followers were both at the sixth level of Qi Training.
The threat posed by the gray-robed cultivator to Wang Chen far surpassed that of the other three, making him the primary target.
Wang Chen’s strike was full of power.
A sharp and unmatched Metal Finger Technique shot straight towards the gray-robed cultivator’s face.
The ring on his right index finger transformed into the Runying Golden Needle, wrapped in energy as it flew towards the enemy’s vital point.
This was one of Wang Chen’s strongest aces in the hole to overcome his foes!
Fast, ruthless, and precise.
Once unleashed, it meant either his death or theirs!
Wang Chen faced four enemies, each with comparable cultivation levels.
At a critical moment, even a tiny bit of hesitation might lead to irreversible doom.
"Be careful!"
The gray-robed cultivator reacted swiftly, activating his protective armor the instant Wang Chen struck.
At the same time, he alerted the golden-crowned young man and the others.
Thud!
The advanced level Metal Finger Technique struck the gray-robed cultivator’s protective armor.
The newly formed aura of the armor rippled violently but failed to break through.
However, the ace in the hole was effective precisely because of the accompanying Runying Golden Needle!
Swish!
This artifact, refined by Wang Chen to the level of "as an extension of one’s arm," successfully penetrated the weakened protective armor, aiming for the gray-robed cultivator’s vital point between the eyes.
This eighth level Qi Training cultivator was indeed formidable; his head jerked back.
The Runying Golden Needle grazed the tip of his nose, miraculously failing to cause any harm!
The gray-robed cultivator, having narrowly escaped disaster, felt no sense of relief. Instead, his fury surged, his hair bristling with rage.
Clang!
Having nearly capsized in the gutter, he drew his legal sword.
He would not rest until Wang Chen was torn to shreds, his hatred unquenchable!
As the gray-robed cultivator barely managed to stand, a blaze of red filled his vision, and a wave of scorching heat rushed towards him!
Just after Wang Chen unleashed the Metal Finger Technique, he slammed his hands against his waist.
Simultaneously, he pulled out two stacks of legal symbols.
Then, with a flourish akin to a celestial maiden scattering flowers, he hurled the talismans towards the gray-robed cultivator and the golden-crowned young man!
Thousand Illusions Hand!
This technique, which had cost Wang Chen one hundred and fifty spirit fragments and was specifically designed for launching miniature weapons, had reached the basic level, allowing him to activate and fire ten talismans simultaneously.
This was already quite impressive.
Moreover, the specially made talisman belt Wang Chen wore held over a hundred legal symbols, all Falling Fire talismans crafted by a master-level talisman-making technique!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The explosive sounds echoed like the heartbeat of a Giant Beast as each Falling Fire talisman erupted into blazing fireballs, engulfing the gray-robed cultivator and the golden-crowned young man along with their companions.
Wang Chen had originally prepared these high-quality Falling Fire talismans for Lu Defang.
When in dire straits, strike precisely; when affluent, saturate with firepower!
To confront high-level Qi Training opponents, even those at perfect mastery, relying solely on the Metal Finger Technique and Runying Golden Needle’s shadowy tricks might not guarantee success.
Thus, Wang Chen added the "Meteor Shower" package!
He ended up using it prematurely.
"Ah!"
The gray-robed cultivator, who had no time to dodge, was hit squarely in the face by three fireballs containing the power of the sun, instantly making a gruesome mess of blood and flesh.
Half of his head was blown apart!
His robe actually provided decent Defense, but Wang Chen attacked directly!
As for the seven other fireballs targeting the golden-crowned young man and his companions, they didn’t achieve full effect.
Their combat experience was far inferior to that of the gray-robed cultivator; they failed to react in time to his warning.
The golden-crowned young man likely didn’t expect Wang Chen would dare to attack him first.
He hesitated for a moment.
As a result, he took four fireballs!
However, these formidable fireballs had not yet exploded when they were deflected by an invisible barrier.
The golden crown on his head radiated thousands of beams of light, enveloping him completely.
The earth around him bulged upward, layering upon itself to form a thick rocky armor, protecting the golden-crowned young man securely.
But his companions were not so lucky.
The two were struck by three fireballs each; although they had their protective artifacts, Wang Chen’s subsequent volley of Falling Fire balls broke through their defenses with brutal force.
They were killed on the spot!
Their deaths were quite suffocating; who would have thought Wang Chen would use such "rogue" tactics from the realm of talisman cultivators?
Moreover, he executed them with such speed and ferocity!
Yet the golden-crowned young man, shielded by the rocky armor, remained unmoved!
Wang Chen hurled another ten Falling Fire talismans without shaking his rocky shell.
He merely managed to shatter a few stone flakes.
"You’re dead for sure!"
This Second-generation Cultivator roared like a wild beast from within the rocky armor!
