One person: He secluded himself for eighty years and cured Tian Jinzhong.

Chapter 11 Binding, Adjusting, M-Rope, Xia He

Su Wuxian simply stood there.

The four madmen didn't dare to move an inch.

Shen Chong, lying on the ground, was still convulsing.

Shen Chong is finished.

In just one encounter, he revealed himself to be the most ruthless of the four madmen of Quanxing, known as the "seedling of disaster" who could endlessly plunder the Qi of others.

Like a stray dog ​​whose marrow has been drained, it lay limp in the mud, too weak to even move a finger.

Fear spread like a plague in the hearts of the remaining three.

"Damn it... what kind of monster is this?!"

Gao Ning's chubby face, which usually wore a kind smile, twitched slightly due to extreme tension.

He could sense that the aura emanating from the young man before him was more terrifying than any evil spirit he had ever seen.

That's an absolute crushing defeat on a life level!

"Don't panic! He absorbed so much of Shen Chong's Qi, his body is bound to be in disarray!"

Gao Ning roared, trying to bolster morale and also to embolden himself: "Now's the time! Dou Mei! Xia He! Go all out! I don't believe he can withstand the combined mental attacks of the three of us!"

"The Twelve Labors Formation, Foot Jueyin Liver Meridian—Pull!"

Gao Ning suddenly clasped his hands together, and his body surged with red light.

What was originally just a matter of influencing emotions has now become scalding hot, almost tangible.

He tried to detonate every last bit of emotion within Su Wuxian, causing him to burn himself to death!

At the same time, Dou Mei bit her tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence, and activated her strongest "Weakness" curse.

however.

Faced with this overwhelming red light and curse.

Su Wuxian simply yawned out of boredom, and even had the leisure to pick his ears.

"I'm talking to you, Fatty."

Su Wuxian looked at Gao Ning, who was covered in sweat, with a look of disgust:

"Your chanting is awful. The tones are wrong, the rhythm is off, you can't even strike the wooden fish properly, and you dare to try to be a monk?"

"Emotions? Inner demons?"

Su Wuxian pointed to his head, a mocking smile playing on his lips:

"Lao Tzu sat alone in that dark cave for eighty years."

"Loneliness, solitude, despair... I've been eating these things for eighty years, I've long since digested them completely."

"You think you can unsettle me with your childish tricks?"

Before he could finish speaking...

Su Wuxian's eyes suddenly lit up with a dark blue light.

Dual-wielding Blue Hand - Soul Shock!

"Buzz—!"

There was no earth-shattering explosion.

But in Gao Ning and Dou Mei's spiritual world, it was as if a towering giant had suddenly opened his eyes and roared at them.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Both men coughed up blood simultaneously, their eyes instantly losing their light, and they collapsed to the ground like two puddles of mud, immediately losing consciousness.

Mental backlash!

To manipulate mental techniques in the face of an absolutely powerful soul is tantamount to suicide.

In the blink of an eye, three of the four madmen of Quanxing were gone.

In the arena, only Xia He remained, standing alone.

Her once charming and beautiful face was now deathly pale, and as she watched Su Wuxian approach step by step, her body trembled uncontrollably.

"You...you stay away..."

Xia He retreated step by step until she leaned against a large tree, with nowhere left to go.

Her charm and skills, which she was so proud of, seemed to become a joke in front of this man.

Su Wuxian walked up to Xia He, stopped, and looked down at the "Bone-Scraping Knife" that terrified countless supernatural beings.

Suddenly, he reached out his hand.

Xia He instinctively closed her eyes, thinking she was going to die.

However, the expected heavy blow did not come.

Su Wuxian's hand gently pinched the back of her neck, lifting her up like a cat.

"Tsk, she's quite good-looking, but that slutty vibe is too overpowering."

Su Wuxian sized her up, his tone devoid of murderous intent, instead carrying a hint of teasing:

"I'm only sparing your life because of that silly boy Lingyu."

Upon hearing the name "Lingyu," Xia He suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze complex: "You...you know about me and him..."

"Nonsense, I'm his senior martial uncle, I know exactly how many moles he has on his butt."

Su Wuxian rolled his eyes. (Does he even understand the value of a transmigrator having read the original novel?)

"That silly kid just won second place today and is looking everywhere for you. And what do you do, come here to bully an old man?"

As he spoke, Su Wuxian pointed to Lu Jin, who was standing next to him, completely dumbfounded.

Lu Jin: "..."

Thank you so much, especially for emphasizing that I'm an old person.

Wait a minute, it sounds like you're the same way?

"Alright, you may be spared the death penalty, but you can't escape punishment."

Su Wuxian pulled out a bundle of hemp rope that he had prepared in advance from his sleeve. He had taken it from the kitchen and originally intended to use it to tie up hairy crabs.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Su Wuxian's technique was extremely skillful. In no time, he had tied Xia He up tightly, using the professional technique of binding her in an M-shape, which tightened the more she struggled.

Lu Jin watched with great interest: "Hey senior brother, you're... pretty skilled at this?"

Su Wuxian: "???"

Others don't receive such preferential treatment.

Shen Chong, Gao Ning, and Dou Mei, who were lying dead on the ground, were tied up like rice dumplings by Su Wuxian.

"rise!"

Su Wuxian casually tossed it aside.

Four ropes flew out and got stuck on a crooked tree.

The four madmen of Quanxing were now hanging in a neat row, like dried cured meat prepared for the New Year, swaying slightly in the night breeze.

"Done."

Su Wuxian clapped his hands, looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction:

"Old Lu, these four are yours to keep an eye on. When it's light, let the entire world of supernatural beings see for themselves how powerful the Quanxing is."

"This is a more severe punishment than killing them..."

Lu Jin, who was standing to the side, had already finished regulating his breathing.

He stood up and looked at the four demons in the tree who had turned the world of supernatural beings upside down.

"Senior Brother Su... what are you doing..."

Lu Jin racked his brains for a long time, but couldn't find the right words, so he could only give a thumbs up:

"Too brutal! But... I like it! Hahaha!"

Su Wuxian smiled, but didn't seem too proud.

Dealing with these younger generation members was just a warm-up for him.

He turned his head, his gaze piercing through the layers of shadows, and looked towards the deepest part of the Celestial Master's Mansion—the small courtyard where Tian Jinzhong was recuperating.

The firelight there wasn't very bright; in fact, it was almost too quiet.

But Su Wuxian knew that was the real eye of the storm tonight.

"The appetizers are finished."

Su Wuxian straightened his Daoist robe, the playfulness in his eyes gradually fading, replaced by a cold expectation:

"Now, it's time for the main course."

"Little Yu, you mustn't let me down..."

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