chsdbacks Chapter 18 Call Me Brother
Chapter 18 Call Me Brother
Even facing imminent death, Zhang Wuji wasn't that afraid, and he even exchanged names with Xiao Zhao.
This made Zhou Zhiruo very unhappy.
She looked down on Zhang Wuji, yet there was a beautiful woman whose martial arts skills surpassed hers, who was willing to follow him to the death. Why was she so willing to do that?
So she stepped forward, ready to draw the Heaven-Slaying Sword...
Just then, Qi Ming's voice rang out: "Haha, everyone says Wudang is so great, but it turns out they have this kind of internal strife too."
Zhou Zhiruo immediately drew her sword and shouted sharply, "Who's playing tricks? Show yourself!"
Qi Ming threw a pebble, which hit Zhou Zhiruo's left shoulder.
Zhou Zhiruo's ears twitched, and she immediately raised her sword to slash diagonally, but her wrist hurt as she was struck by a jade bee needle.
The Heaven-Slaying Sword, radiating golden light, also flew into the sky.
Qi Ming flashed and seized the sword, standing in front of Zhang Wuji and Xiao Zhao.
Then, while admiring the sword, he feigned regret and said:
"This Heaven-Slaying Sword truly deserves its title as the number one sword under heaven. It's a pity that its brilliance is obscured; it's a disservice to it!"
Song Qingshu roared, "Are you also a demonic member of the cult? All disciples, heed my command: kill without mercy!"
No one stepped forward.
After all, the power of the Heaven Sword is too great.
Qi Ming said with a hint of disdain, "The Seven Heroes of Wudang are renowned for their chivalry, and Song Yuanqiao is especially famous. I really can't understand why he would have a son like you?"
Song Qingshu, feigning superiority, said, "Since you know my father's reputation, you'd better return the sword to me!"
Qi Ming laughed heartily: "This sword isn't yours, why should I return it to you?"
"senior!"
Zhou Zhiruo twisted the truth: "You don't know this, but the bad guy who spied on me tonight wasn't Senior Brother Qingshu, but Zhang Wuji."
Xiao Zhao angrily retorted, "Shameless! It was clearly a conspiracy you all conspired to frame Zhang Wuji!"
He then walked to Qi Ming's side, bowed respectfully, and said, "Senior! This Emei disciple is as venomous as a snake; do not trust her!"
Qi Ming shook his head: "No matter what she does, this sword isn't mine. After admiring it for a while, I'll eventually return it to her..."
As he spoke, he walked towards Zhou Zhiruo.
Zhou Zhiruo took a step back, but not further, and put on a very weak expression...
Only after she accepted the Heaven-Slaying Sword and Qi Ming turned around did Xiao Zhao shout:
"Watch out, senior!!"
Zhou Zhiruo's gaze was icy, piercing straight into Qi Ming's back.
Qi Ming, however, had anticipated this. As if on double speed, he left several afterimages, arriving before Zhou Zhiruo, circling behind her, grabbing her head, and coldly saying:
"You lowly servant, are you asking for death?!"
Without hesitation, Song Qingshu immediately swung his sword at Qi Ming, shouting at the same time:
"Wudang Sword Formation!!"
Qi Ming chuckled, grabbed Zhou Zhiruo by the head, and faced the crowd's swords.
The crowd acted so hastily that it was difficult to stop in time.
Zhou Zhiruo had no choice but to wield the Heaven-Slaying Sword and fight against the crowd...
She dared not retaliate against Qi Ming.
Because the power emanating from Qi Ming's hand was too strong, she felt that if she dared to make a move, her head would be crushed by this guy in an instant.
After a series of clanging sounds, everyone, each carrying a broken sword, retreated seven or eight feet.
Qi Ming then took the Heaven-Slaying Sword, kicked Zhou Zhiruo in the buttocks, sending her flying towards Song Qingshu, and chuckled coldly:
"The Emei disciples are so despicable, it's clear that Emei is rotten to the core and no longer deserves to possess this Heaven-Slaying Sword. From now on, it belongs to me."
Zhang Wuji and Xiao Zhao then appeared behind him again.
Song Qingshu retorted defiantly, "You demonic cultist, do you think you're worthy of taking this? If you have the guts, kill me! Once my master emerges from seclusion, you're doomed!"
"Hahaha……"
Qi Ming laughed loudly, "Look at your left wrist."
Song Qingshu raised his hand to look, but didn't find anything: "Could it be...?"
"Go!"
Another jade bee needle struck the left wrist.
Song Qingshu exclaimed in great alarm, "You fiend, how dare you use poisoned hidden weapons to injure people?"
Zhou Zhiruo cried out "Ouch!" and clutched her stomach, wailing in pain.
Song Qingshu grew increasingly terrified: "Zhiruo, Zhiruo, what's wrong with you?"
"rest assured!"
Qi Ming explained with a smile, "My jade bee needles won't kill you. They'll just make your internal organs numb and itchy, itching to the bone marrow, leaving you wishing you were alive but unable to die."
Xiao Zhao couldn't help but complain, "Isn't this poisonous?"
Qi Ming laughed, "It's similar to the insidious poison of your lover's Xuanming Divine Palm. Without my antidote, even Zhang Sanfeng himself couldn't cure it..."
As she spoke, Zhou Zhiruo was already rolling on the ground, wailing, completely losing her image as a beautiful woman.
Song Qingshu also succumbed to the poison and ended up in bed with her.
Upon seeing this, the other Wudang disciples retreated another three zhang (approximately 10 meters).
Zhang Wuji also failed to take the life-saving pill that Zhang Sanfeng had prepared for him that night. At this moment, the Yin poison took effect, and he began to suffer unbearable pain.
Xiao Zhao asked anxiously, "Senior, what's wrong with him?"
Qi Ming didn't speak, but just looked into her eyes until she looked away shyly. Then he smiled and asked:
"Didn't I say that he was struck by the Xuanming Divine Palm, which Zhang Sanfeng couldn't cure? Now that the Yin poison is acting up, he's naturally in a lot of pain."
"Then, senior, you..."
"Am I old? Call me brother."
"..."
Xiao Zhao glanced at Zhang Wuji, swallowed hard, and forced a dry laugh, "Brother, please save him."
"No, I can't save him."
Qi Ming initially refused outright, then suggested, "But he must have some kind of medicine to survive this long. Go find Song Qingshu and ask him for it."
Before Xiao Zhao could speak, Song Qingshu cried out in pain and pulled out a small bottle containing a heart-protecting pill from his pocket.
Xiao Zhao quickly took it and fed Zhang Wuji one.
Qi Ming snorted, "You're quite sensible! Since that's the case, I'll also give Zhang Wuji a dose of the antidote. As for whether he'll give it to you or your lover, I don't care!"
Having said that, he took out a small white medicine bottle from his pocket, handed it to Zhang Wuji, and urged him:
"Go quickly and find your master, explain the situation to him. I'll stay here and keep watch to prevent them from ambushing and killing you on the way!"
Zhang Wuji responded and quickly took the medicine and left.
As expected, the others dared not make a move.
After all, they had witnessed the miserable state of Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo.
Qi Ming picked up the scabbard and put the Heaven-Slaying Sword inside.
Xiao Zhao rolled her eyes, pouted, and finally pleaded:
"Brother, may I borrow your Heaven-Slaying Sword?"
Qi Ming shook his head and said, "Your chain is of exceptional quality, while I'm taking this sword to join the righteous army, to rebel against the Yuan and kill the Tartars. If it gets damaged, it could jeopardize our anti-Yuan cause. Can you bear the consequences?"
Xiao Zhao said coquettishly, "Senior! This is the Heaven-Reliant Sword, how could it possibly be damaged? Please..."
"Tell me first, what kind of demoness are you? What if I break your chains and release you from your seal, only to be eaten by you? Wouldn't that make me a laughingstock?"
"I would never eat people!"
"..."
Seeing that the enchantress was charming and lovely, and thinking of the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth technique and the position of leader of the Ming Cult, which still belonged to her, Qi Ming directly kissed her right cheek.
To avoid any unforeseen complications.