Chapter 13

His hammer had already been taken away by Shen Qingqiu, but couldn't he use his body to crush Luo Binghe to death?

Seeing him open his arms as though to embrace Luo Binghe, it was as though lightning had struck in Shen Qingqiu's mind and cleared a few bends in thought. He broke out in cold sweat!

Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! He was still wearing the poison-spiked armor!

At this moment, Shen Qingqiu completely forgot about Luo Binghe's golden body and the rule of the undying protagonist. Putting himself in peril, he unconsciously chose to move over and block again.

The Xiu Ya sword exited its scabbard and the snow-white sword light pierced Elder Tian Chui and gave him a critical injury. But Tian Chui relied on his brute force and viciousness to move forward, unwilling to retreat even if a hole was bored through him. Instead, he was overjoyed and charged forward, letting the Xiu Ya sword pierce out through his back. A grim smile stretched across his face as he changed his direction towards Shen Qingqiu.

Shen Qingqiu promptly made a decision and let go, but it was already too late.

His right hand felt the pain of getting pierced. Suddenly, he felt a wave of cold from his heart to the bottom of his feet.

Tian Chui collapsed on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood. He laughed crazily: "Shen Qingqiu was made by me into funerary goods, hahahaha. Worth! Worth it!"

"Shizun!" Luo Binghe suddenly caught Shen Qingqiu's right hand. His eyes were red: "Shizun, you... were pierced by the spike?!"

Shen Qingqiu opened his hand and said: "It's nothing. I didn't get pierced. Don't listen to him exaggerate just to alarm people." As he spoke, he glanced down. In his mind and heart there was a string of scrolling fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck brushed all over the screen.

From the back of his hand to his arm, there were rows of small pinholes! They were already starting to turn red!

Good thing that he didn't have an intense phobia. Rather, it was Luo Binghe whose face turned completely white after seeing it.

Who could hear the raging waves and stormy seas in Shen Qingqiu's heart? Damn, how many times have I been dropped into a pit by the protagonist! It's already been said he won't die, he won't die! You specially went up and hurried to rescue his life for what, ah fuck, fuck, fuck!

Elder Tian Chui had finally dragged someone with him to be his funeral bed and it was even a funeral bed of decent weight. He wasn't depressed anymore and happily said: "This old man never says things just to alarm people. If I say this poison has no cure then there is no cure. Peak Lord Shen, peacefully wait for death!"

Sword light flashed. Luo Binghe drew the Xiu Ya sword and held it against Tian Chui's neck, his movement so quick and smooth that Shen Qingqiu almost didn't see it.

It was as though Luo Binghe had become another person. Angrily, he said: "Impossible! There must be a way, only you're unwilling to give out the cure."

Sha Hualing suddenly said: "Tian Chui truly didn't lie to this young gentleman. This poison is called 'Without A Cure.'1Towards humans, it truly is without cure. He is already going to die, how can he be afraid of you using his death to bargain with him?"

'Without A Cure'!

In this life, he hasn't heard of a poison whose name was given as little thought as this one!

Although he read the original work and already knew there was such a strong poison, there was still no way to stop Shen Qingqiu from cursing Great God Airplane Towards the Sky's pragmatism in choosing names!

Light flashed in Sha Hualing's gaze. She saw that the circumstances had obviously changed and was considering the good idea of making a comeback. But how could Shen Qingqiu be unclear about her pissy character? He cycled spiritual power and ceaselessly suppressed the needle-like pain and vacuum-like feeling in his right hand at the same time. Wearing a small smile on his lips, he pretended to be relaxed and said: "Saying words like these isn't bad. But Miss Sha, have you forgotten how many years I have? Does Middle-Stage Core Formation still count as mortal?"

Sha Hualing's expression changed, but then she quickly calmed down and laughed: "Whether or not you're mortal, I don't know. However, I know a way to prove whether Elder Shen is really poisoned. If someone has been affected by 'Without A Cure': starting from the wound, their spiritual power circulation will be interrupted; slowly it will spread to the entire body; finally, not only spiritual power but even blood will stagnate and cause the person to die. I nvite Elder Shen to use his right hand to try a strong spiritual power attack. You will be able to see the outcome."

A strong spiritual power attack, as the name suggests, is to take a great amount of spiritual power and circulate it to a certain point and then letting it suddenly explode. It uses the violent shock of the spiritual power's explosion to produce an attacking effect. The result is similar to flipping down a switch and launching a missile or throwing out a detonator. The strength is determined by the person's cultivation.

Shen Qingqiu privately tried before and was able to reach the level of throwing out a grenade. But now, his right hand was just like an intricate robot that had part of an electrical circuit removed. He used all his effort and strength but the circulation of spiritual power was completely blocked.

Damn, this old man shouldn't be wasted just like this right!

Luo Binghe heard the description of 'Without A Cure' and his lips trembled.

At this moment, he forgot Shen Qingqiu's bad treatment of him in the past. It was completely erased from his heart.

He was only very clear that Shizun's cultivation had been harmed by the demons to the point that his cultivation might be wasted, to the extent that he might be killed!

And all of this, was all for him...

Shen Qingqiu saw his expression change and readily touched his head: "No need to worry."

Raising his eyes, Shen Qingqiu laughed eccentrically: "It won't hurt to give it a try. But this matter can't be tried without anything in return. Miss Sha, you entered and created chaos in Qiong Ding Peak and this Shen always kept his forbearance. Now I've changed my mind; you can't just come and go as you please. How can I let my Cang Qiong Mountain sect be laughed at by others? Why don't we compare a few attacks and make it a life-and-death match; if there are any injuries we have only ourselves to blame. Whatever happens next, no one will pursue. How is it?"

He cannot show weakness now!

Everyone on the entire Qiong Ding Peak relied on him as the sole Elder present to prop them up. Once he fell down, according to Sha Hualing's calculations, the clear result would be the demons lighting fire and burning down all of Qiong Ding Peak, watching the sect sign be carried away by them back to the Demon Realm, and the sect's prestige dropping sharply thereafter; if serious, the entire mountain would be massacred!

Don't doubt; this woman definitely dared to do this kind of thing.

Better to make a bet quickly and gamble!

Shen Qingqiu didn't notice that unknowingly, he already didn't consider any of these anxious, steadfast, indignant, or guarding disciples as the mob characters talked about in the novel.

Sha Hualing bit her lips and felt tangled.

If Shen Qingqiu really had an extraordinary human body, that poison would have no effect on him. Were the two of them to fight, judging by pure strength of their spiritual power, she would die without knowing it. But if he was only standing weakly and immediately dying afterwards or making an empty show of strength, after this trial there would be the great opportunity of Qiong Ding Peak. Wouldn't she regret it for life?

Shen Qingqiu calmly looked at her and waited for her decision as though he wasn't expecting an answer.

Luo Binghe pulled at his sleeve and said in a low voice: "Shizun, this disciple is willing to receive the attack in your stead."

Shen Qingqiu's expression didn't change as he pulled back his sleeve and said: "Since when is there the reasoning that a disciple should stand in the stead of the shifu?"

Luo Binghe said: "Shizun was injured because of this disciple..."

Shen Qingqiu glared at him: "Since you know this injury is because of you, you should properly protect your own life!"

Luo Binghe's mouth opened but he couldn't speak. His eyes became even more red.

In the end, Sha Hualing gritted her teeth: "Then Elder Shen, please forgive Ling-er for being rude!"

Shen Qingqiu said: "I won't be merciful."

Sha Hualing's heart beat rapidly and didn't even dare to speak back. A shadow of red flame rose with her snow-white hand, accompanied by an overbearing demonic energy. She attacked!

With one foot, Shen Qingqiu kicked Luo Binghe clear. Preparation done, he was willing to use his fleshly body to meet this palm!

However, he had neither been sent flying by this strike of Sha Hualing's nor had vomited a burst of blood and died.

Full of killing aura, once his sword exited the scabbard he saw Bai Zhan Peak's lord dissolve Sha Hualing's attack without moving a finger. He simply used the force of a burst of spiritual power emanating from his body.

After a moment of silence, Qiong Ding Peak seemed to fly up to the sky.

"Martial Uncle Liu!" "Martial Uncle Liu exited seclusion!" "Bai Zhan Peak's War God has exited seclusion, see if you demons dare to be arrogant anymore!"

Shen Qingqiu said in his heart: What kind of rubbish is this playing cool! Would you die if you came out earlier! I damn well thought I was going to have to report back to my original world!

This was indeed a blameworthy stupid author's stallion novel. After Sha Hualing's attack was mitigated, in addition to a soft scream, the red veils that originally covered her body broke into pieces. It caused a spate of exclamations.

She used a beautiful posture to tumble and buffer the attack, rolling up with a palm to the ground. As expected, demons really had a bold and unrestrained demeanor. Almost her entire body was a mosaic2 but she still wasn't shy and only viciously pulled over a subordinate's cloak. She carelessly said: "Everyone, today was my miscalculation. There will be time for goodbyes in the future! Let's go!"

Liu Qingge laughed coldly: "Coming and going as you please. What big face you have. What the opposite of beauty in thought!"

Once he reached back and the Cheng Luan sword3 behind his back flew into the sky, hundreds upon hundreds of bright tangible sword energies arrayed in the sky. They rained down like hail and pierced down on the demons.

Sha Hualing had to lead and take care of her subordinates as she ran while at the same time making the red veil in her hand into a piece of red cloud and launching it into the sky. However, it completely couldn't block the spiritual swords and quickly the red veil was pierced full of holes all over. Additionally, Cang Qiong Mountain sect's disciples blocked their way and a good half of the demons died, were injured, or taken prisoner. They could only closely follow Sha Hualing's faithful subordinates killing a bloody path to escape down the mountain.

Liu Qingge returned his sword to its scabbard, scowling as he turned around and searched Shen Qingqiu's hand for the wound with his gaze. Qing Jing Peak disciples also surrounded them. Tens of faces were all pale and tense.

Shen Qingqiu grinned: "It looks like making the decision to send someone to imitate Aunt Snow4 to slap the wall of Ling Xi Cave and howl for you to come out, was an extremely correct decision."

Liu Qingge: "Who's Aunt Snow?"

Shen Qingqiu: "Not who. How am I?"

Liu Qingge snorted: "You won't die for now."

Though he'd carelessly said those words, his left hand sent spiritual power into Shen Qingqiu's body without ceasing and his expression turned serious. He specially clarified: "What I owe you back in the spirit caves, I'll return to you!"

Die proudly!

Shen Qingqiu felt that his plan to pull Liu Qingge to his side seemed very promising and was very satisfied. But the spirit veins all over his body seemed to spasm and twitch from time to time and made him unable to smile.

Luo Binghe suddenly said: "Martial Uncle Liu, this strong poison 'Without A Cure,' is it truly without a cure?"

Liu Qingge glanced at him and hadn't yet replied when Shen Qingqiu's knees suddenly softened and he kneeled down. Fortunately, Luo Binghe was always supporting him. However, Shen Qingqiu really couldn't stand any longer. He gestured with his hand and said: "Let me lie down... let me lie down for a while."

Luo Binghe had never seen a Shen Qingqiu appear so weak. His eyes red, he knelt at Shen Qingqiu's side and couldn't speak. He could only choke back his misery and call out: "Shizun."

Shen Qingqiu raised an arm with great difficulty and rubbed his head. The mouthful of blood that he had suppressed for an entire day had finally come out as he quivered, but he persisted in finishing the key words to promote good feelings.

"I knew... you would definitely win."

Hearing these words, Luo Binghe's entire body startled.

Shen Qingqiu expressed his understanding.

Luo Binghe must have decided that this person was a mental case + schizophrenic...Truly, if taken from Heaven's point of view, Shen Qingqiu himself wouldn't be able to tolerate and would throw down the book and curse: This is what kind of TM5 role, one moment fighting and one moment saving; are you sick!

At this time, the system delivered its notices.

[Complexity of the role of "Shen Qingqiu" +20, Literary and philosophical depth +20, Choosing to fight a trial +10, Total gained B Points: +50. ]

...Shen Qingqiu was horrified. The role's philosophical depth could be calculated like this?

Plus, don't carelessly open such a strange value, thank you!

The view in his two eyes darkening, Shen Qingqiu raised his head and thought that he might have seen Luo Binghe's tears well up in his eyes and fall down.

It had to have been a mistake.

This was his last thought before he lost consciousness.