Bachelor [EN]: Chapter 391

Red blood gushed out as golden light flickered around Nan Longhou’s body. Enraged, Nan Longhou immediately flicked his sleeve, and a golden sword shot out, piercing towards the white-robed old man.

However, the old man’s figure blurred, and he instantly moved to where Wang Tiangao and the others were standing, retrieving the silver wheel to parry the sword. The white-robed old man’s cold gaze turned towards Nan Longhou’s chest.

Through the tattered clothing, a blue leather armor was revealed. It was dented but not completely torn.

“Azure Rhino Armor! I knew you’d be wearing something like that!”

The white-robed old man’s eyes gleamed as he muttered expressionlessly.

“Hah! Even you have been bought off!”

Nan Longhou’s face flushed as he clutched his chest with one hand. The golden sword shone brilliantly, blocking his front, but anyone could tell he had suffered severe internal injuries.

“Everyone, be careful. If we let that man escape here, he will become a great threat later on.”

The white-robed old man Yun instructed the others, not even glancing at Nan Longhou. It was as if he had never met Nan Longhou before.

“Don’t worry. We have the numerical advantage, and the opponent is severely injured, so he won’t be able to escape even if he had wings.”

Master Long grinned sinisterly, taking out a hazy flying knife magic treasure from his mouth. At this moment, Wang Tiangao asked Han Li gently,

“Fellow cultivator Han, if you join us in dealing with that man now, we will divide his treasures equally. Are you interested?”

His sincere voice seemed not to care about the grudges between him and Wang Xian. As soon as he saw Old Man Yun’s surprise attack, Han Li was startled and immediately checked the entrance to the stairs.

As expected, the old woman was silently guarding the entrance the moment Nan Longhou was attacked. Otherwise, Han Li would have escaped at least a dozen times by now.

This pavilion was filled with white light, clearly indicating that a powerful restriction was in place. It was impossible to ascend to the sky or burrow into the ground. Moreover, Wang Tiangao’s proposal to join forces was nothing but nonsense.

After eliminating Nan Longhou, he would probably be the next target. Otherwise, why would they have formed an alliance excluding him from the start?

From the beginning, they had planned to kill him along with Nan Longhou.

Even with these thoughts, Han Li was about to give a perfunctory answer, but Nan Longhou spoke first with a sneer.

“Fellow cultivator Han, you won’t fall for such a shallow trick! I don’t know what means Master Wang used to win over my century-old friend and so many cultivators, but if we join forces, there is still hope.”

As Nan Longhou spoke, he emitted a white light from the hand clutching his chest, and his caved-in chest returned to its original state.

Wang Tiangao and the others’ expressions changed, but Old Man Yun calmly encouraged them.

“He’s just using a secret technique to stabilize himself temporarily, so there’s no need to worry. Don’t waste time because of that Han fellow; just split into two groups and eliminate them both!”

The white-robed old man said coldly, pointing at the silver wheel. The magic treasure turned into a silver beam of light and flew above his head, emitting a protective barrier.

In the intense light, the white-robed old man became almost invisible. He knew that Nan Longhou would feel the most betrayed by him, so he had prepared for it.

Wang Tiangao frowned, but since it wasn’t wrong, he looked at Master Long beside him.

“Brother Long, please deal with that fellow for now. There’s no need to fight to the death; just stall him, and we’ll join you after eliminating Nan Longhou.”

Wang Tiangao finally revealed his killing intent without hiding it. At the same time, several feet of black energy extended from his body, disappearing into the darkness.

The old woman and the dark-skinned man also took out their magic treasures one after another, gathering from all directions.

“Alright! I’ll take care of Fellow cultivator Han!”

Master Long chuckled, and a jade rod similar to a ruyi [a curved decorative object that symbolizes good fortune] that monks carried during sermons slipped from his sleeve. He judged that dealing with Han Li, who had just condensed his Nascent Soul [a stage of cultivation], was much safer than facing a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator.

Han Li stood in place, watching Master Long approach, but the moment the old woman moved away from the staircase entrance, he gripped something in his hand hidden within his sleeve.

At the same time, Nan Longhou flicked his hand, wrapping the three jade boxes beside the bed in golden mist and bringing them into his possession.

“Take this!”

Without hesitation, Nan Longhou stretched out his arm and threw one of them to Han Li. It was an unexpected action, so no one stopped him. Han Li, who lightly grasped the jade box, revealed a slight hint of doubt.

“Just because you didn’t side with them, I want to give you this jade box. If the secret of the Chuma Bone is inside, it will be another opportunity for you after you escape this place.”

Wang Tiangao and Old Man Yun’s expressions changed drastically.

Han Li lowered his head to look at the jade box, his lips twitching. It was so ridiculous that he felt an urge to laugh like a madman.

The item everyone wanted had fallen into his hands instead!

Of course, Nan Longhou’s intention was obvious. By sharing the jade box, which could become a source of trouble, he was trying to divert the cultivators’ attention and increase his chances of escaping alive.

Still, it was a truly remarkable decision. To seek a way to survive by giving up a portion of the treasure he had barely obtained, he was undoubtedly a brilliant individual.

‘Anyway, since it’s in my hands… Haha!’

Han Li sneered and flipped his hand, and the jade box vanished into his storage pouch without a trace.

“Wang Xian, you and the others help Master Long and make sure that fellow doesn’t escape. We’re enough on this side.”

Wang Tiangao’s expression darkened for a moment as he instructed Wang Xian.

The others did not object. Although they were concerned about the treasure, eliminating Nan Longhou was more urgent than dealing with Han Li, who was only at the early Nascent Soul stage.

“Yes, Uncle! I also wanted to deal with that Han Li.”

Wang Xian replied with a sinister look, then gestured to Lian Yu Yan behind him and walked towards Han Li.

Lian Yu Yan’s expression was complicated for a moment, but she followed Wang Xian without saying anything. Han Li showed no change in expression as he watched them.

Ironically, the situation inside the pavilion was so volatile that no one moved first. It was not because they had any affection left for each other, but because Nan Longhou was like a wounded beast, and they considered that he might use a desperate move to take one or two of them down with him.

Everyone knew how vicious the techniques of a Nascent Soul cultivator were when they risked their lives, so they didn’t want to be the first to attack and bear the brunt of it.

Moreover, time was not on the side of Wang Tiangao’s group. Nan Longhou, who could not sit in meditation and rest, would find his injuries increasingly difficult to suppress, and the odds of victory would increase.

The strange thing was that Nan Longhou was also not worried about his injuries and remained motionless. However, his cheeks were gradually turning red, almost as red as blood droplets.

Just in case this phenomenon was due to Nan Longhou using some secret technique, Wang Tiangao’s group did not dare to step forward first. Master Long had similar thoughts. Since all he had to do was stall for time, there was no reason to attack first.

Wang Xian wanted to attack and kill Han Li immediately, but his cultivation was insufficient, so he could not act alone.

Amidst the thick killing intent, the pavilion gradually became calm.

After a while, Han Li, who had been lost in thought, suddenly sighed. It was a very small sound, but it stood out in the quiet pavilion.

However, none of the cunning Nascent Soul old monsters in the pavilion even glanced at him. They thought it was a trick to draw attention and give Nan Longhou a chance to launch a surprise attack.

Wang Xian, who was in front of him, twisted his lips and sneered.

Everyone thought that Han Li would only move after the battle with Nan Longhou had begun. This was because the chances of success were higher if he escaped during the chaos.

Not a single person predicted that Han Li would sigh and immediately take action.

Before Master Long could even grasp the situation, Han Li threw something he was holding into the air. The dark, lumpy object that was spinning around grew madly, instantly expanding to the size of a large table, creating a wall between Master Long and Han Li.

Master Long realized that it was surprisingly a dark, lumpy mountain peak. Although it was just a shrunken mountain peak, it was clearly a treasure, emitting black light from its entire body.

However, Master Long only paused for a moment and did not panic, reaching out towards the jade rod. At the same time, the jade ruyi hummed and emitted light, and a white tiger the size of a house leaped out from within.

Although the white tiger’s body was blurry, it opened its crimson mouth and shot out a beam of light as thick as a bowl, attacking the small black mountain.

Kuururung!

A white light burst out, engulfing most of the mountain peak.

Wang Xian, who was standing beside him, also formed a hand seal without hesitation, concealing his body in a blood-colored mist. Now, the entire pavilion was filled with a thick, bloody stench.

The expressionless Lian Yu Yan also formed the same hand seal, summoning a blood-colored mist, but instead of a bloody stench, it emitted a strange fragrance that disrupted the consciousness of those who smelled it.

Master Long felt even more at ease with their combined attack, controlling the white tiger to fire another beam of light while using his other hand to brush against his storage pouch, summoning a gourd.

Just as he put the gourd in his hand, a thunderous sound suddenly rang out from the front.

Startled, Master Long quickly formed a hand seal to deploy a thick protective barrier. Almost simultaneously, a silver lightning bolt flashed, and Han Li’s figure, with wings on his back, flew past his protective barrier as if brushing against it.

“Hah!”

Master Long, greatly alarmed, quickly shot out a blue lightning bolt from the gourd.

However, Han Li did not even attempt to dodge, opening his mouth and lightly exhaling. A thin blue flame shot out from his breath, piercing through Master Long’s protective barrier without obstruction and spraying onto him.

The blue flame, which had penetrated the protective barrier so easily, was naturally beyond Master Long’s expectations. Before he could even escape, the thin flame brushed against his neck.

Chwaaaak!

In a single breath, Master Long froze like crystal.

Han Li, drawing on his experience from his previous fight with Master Mok, specifically targeted the neck this time. This way, he could freeze his opponent without giving them a chance to use other secret techniques.

However, at the same time that he froze his opponent with the Glacial Flame, the blue lightning that had shot out from the gourd reached Han Li’s face.

Kakang!

Before the blue lightning could touch Han Li’s face, a golden net appeared instantly, enveloping his entire body. The golden light flashed, and the blue lightning was instantly absorbed into the net, disappearing without a trace.

Han Li reached out without hesitation and snatched the blue gourd.

The process of Han Li activating the Wind Thunder Wings, freezing Master Long, and retrieving the treasure was only a moment.

Wang Xian, who had been protecting himself with the blood-colored mist and was about to help Master Long, was faced with the sight of Master Long frozen solid before he could even take two steps.

He stared wide-eyed at the astonishing scene.

When Han Li turned back with a cold gaze, Wang Xian hurriedly clung to Lian Yu Yan and shouted,

“Let’s use our combined techniques to trap him with the Blood Shadow Great Technique.”

He violently grabbed Lian Yu Yan’s hand and hastily chanted an incantation, and the blood-colored mist rapidly expanded.

Lian Yu Yan did not refuse, but she seemed to despise such actions. After hesitating for a moment, she began to move her lips, and their blood-colored mists merged, forming a purplish-tinged blood-colored mass.

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