Chapter 127: Silver Threads of Deceit, Annihilated in One Strike
Qiu Fei’s eyes widened in shock.
Not only had this man completely ignored her seductive charms, but…
Her Lingluo silver needles, designed to control a person’s mind, couldn’t pierce his skin?!
Even metal weapons would be punctured by these needles. Even the Azure Lady, caught off guard, had been easily subdued. But this man… had blocked them with his chest muscles?!
After a moment of silence, she regained her composure, a sly smile returning to her lips. “When did you realize something was wrong, Sir?”
“From the beginning.”
Lin Tianlu smiled faintly. “Although I don’t know the identities of those who fled earlier, I could tell that Miss Yang was under your control. And your words were full of contradictions. It wasn’t hard to figure out.”
Qiu Fei licked her lips seductively. “Then why didn’t you expose me sooner, Sir?”
“I was hoping to get some information from you, to find out who was behind this Netherworld incident. But you were too eager to make your move. Now I know who the culprit is.”
Lin Tianlu shrugged. “Besides, I’m a married man. Your seductive display is rather unpleasant to watch.”
Qiu Fei’s eyes narrowed, her lips twitching slightly.
As a member of the Lingluo Valley, she was renowned for her beauty and charm. When had she ever been insulted and underestimated like this?
“Since you’ve decided to be hostile, Sir, it seems there’s no room for negotiation.”
“Perhaps you should first… Oh?”
Lin Tianlu tugged on her arm, and it snapped off at the elbow.
But Qiu Fei showed no sign of pain. She simply stepped back, her seductive smile still in place. “You’re quite ruthless, Sir, to treat a beautiful woman so cruelly.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Tianlu frowned. Countless silver threads erupted from the severed arm, shooting towards them like a net!
—Thud!
He flicked his finger, and the net instantly went limp, collapsing to the ground.
Lin Tianlu clenched his hand, and Qiu Fei, who had been trying to escape, froze in mid-air, a look of fear on her face.
Then, her body exploded into a shower of silver threads!
“Giggle~ You’re far more powerful than I imagined, Sir.”
Qiu Fei’s soft laughter seemed to come from all directions, echoing through the ruined courtyard.
“If I hadn’t prepared for this, you would have been quite troublesome.”
“You do have many ways to escape and protect yourself, Miss.”
Lin Tianlu’s gaze swept across the surroundings, a chuckle escaping his lips. “As slippery as a mudfish.”
“You have a sharp tongue, Sir.” A cold voice rang out. “Be careful, or you might lose it.”
Hum—!
A flash of azure light came from behind him.
But Lin Tianlu simply tilted his head slightly, catching the blade between two fingers. With a twist, the blade shattered.
Turning around, he saw Yang Chanzhen frozen in a mid-attack stance, her body trembling.
“Bear with the pain, Miss Yang.”
Lin Tianlu struck her exposed chest with his palm.
“Ugh!”
Yang Chanzhen’s eyes widened, and she coughed up a mouthful of black liquid, blood seeping from the wounds on her shoulders. Countless squirming, worm-like creatures were forced out of her wounds.
They seemed to have infested her entire body. As they poured out, they formed two writhing mounds on the ground. With each creature extracted, her aura weakened, and she finally collapsed, her body trembling.
If she were still a mortal, these creatures would have devoured her internal organs.
Mao Ruoyu flicked her sleeve, and the worms on the ground instantly froze, shattering into icy fragments.
“Cough, cough, cough!”
“Be careful, Miss Yang. Focus on regulating your energy.”
Mao Ruoyu knelt beside her, gently supporting her trembling body. “The parasites are gone. Your injuries will heal soon.”
“T-thank you.” Yang Chanzhen coughed, ignoring the tears streaming down her face. “Sir, be careful. This woman has many insidious tricks—”
“I can see that.”
Lin Tianlu clicked his tongue. “Quite a disturbing hobby.”
“Hee hee~ If you’re feeling sympathetic, Sir, perhaps you should worry about your own situation first.”
“There’s no need to look.”
Lin Tianlu turned back to Qiu Fei, a smile on his face. “It’s getting late, and I don’t have time for your games anymore.”
“What are you talking about—”
Before she could finish speaking, Lin Tianlu stomped on the ground.
—Crack!
A sound like a cracking eggshell.
The surroundings transformed instantly. A thick mist appeared and quickly dissipated, revealing the courtyard, now completely covered in silver threads, like a spider’s web, stretching for dozens of feet.
A platform, woven from countless silver threads, rose from the ground.
Qiu Fei sat on the platform, as if watching a caged beast fight, everything under her control.
But her face was now pale with shock.
“H-how is this possible—”
Her six layers of illusions, carefully constructed, had been shattered in an instant?!
Even all her traps had been destroyed, without a trace!
“You’re so confident in your charms, Miss, but why are you hiding behind so many layers of protection?”
Lin Tianlu smiled, his eyes gleaming with amusement.
Qiu Fei quickly dismissed the platform and landed gracefully, gathering the silver threads into a shimmering pearl in her hand.
The playful ease she had felt earlier was gone, replaced by a chilling fear.
—This man was dangerous!
She couldn’t see through him, and he possessed powers she couldn’t comprehend!
“…”
Lin Tianlu asked curiously, “Why aren’t you saying anything, Miss?”
“Take this!!”
Qiu Fei suddenly shouted, flicking her sleeve. The pearl in her hand transformed into three silver blades, shooting towards them with blinding speed!
At the same time, the countless silver threads surrounding them vibrated, surging towards them from all directions!
But…
Lin Tianlu effortlessly tore through the silver threads before him, as if they were made of cotton.
With a wave of his hand, all the threads surrounding them vanished without a trace.
“…”
“Your Yin techniques are quite interesting, Miss. They would be useful for sewing.”
“You—”
Qiu Fei’s expression changed drastically.
These silver threads, condensed from her secret art, were even stronger than steel, as thin as hair, capable of shredding any weapon and piercing through even the strongest defenses.
But this man, whose power she couldn’t fathom, had effortlessly neutralized her years of cultivation… with some unimaginable method!
“—Impossible!”
She screamed, her voice trembling.
How… how could this be?!
It defied all logic, it was unheard of!
She gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing with a blood-red light. She swung her arms, and a chilling wind swept through the courtyard.
Countless silver threads emerged from beneath her swirling robes, transforming into a swarm of needles.
Qiu Fei opened her mouth to scream.
But a large hand suddenly covered her face.
Her pupils constricted, and the Yin technique she was about to unleash froze.
Lin Tianlu stood before her, his smile fading. “Your actions have given me much to think about, Miss. I didn’t want to resort to violence, but your killing intent is too strong.”
“H-how is this possible…”
Qiu Fei’s teeth chattered, an unprecedented fear gripping her heart.
The man before her seemed perfectly ordinary, but in a daze, she saw a vision behind him: countless ethereal mountains, their peaks shrouded in mist, their aura oppressive, bearing down on her.
In that instant, her mind almost shattered, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her face pale.
She screamed and struggled, desperately trying to break free, her face contorted as she formed hand seals. “I’ll… I’ll fight you!!”
She knew she couldn’t escape.
She had to fight back, unleash her true trump card!
“—Lingluo Wedding Dress, Illusionary Heaven Technique!”
She spread her arms, and the air around them crackled with energy, countless strands of Yin energy surging.
Then, she pointed her hand towards Mao Ruoyu. “Azure Fox, awaken!”
This secret technique was her master’s life’s work. Whether it was the Azure Fox or not, whether she could control it or not, whether the demon resisted or not… As long as someone was connected to the Netherworld, she could steal their power and enhance her own!
But Mao Ruoyu’s expression remained cold and indifferent, as if unfazed by the technique.
Because in the next moment, a hand appeared before her, blocking the attack.
Crack!
Lin Tianlu clenched his hand, crushing the Illusionary Heaven Technique, creating a powerful gust of Yin wind.
He brushed the dust from his hand and looked at Qiu Fei, her face pale with shock.
To his eyes, she was enveloped in a blood-red aura, her killing intent palpable. Behind her, countless vengeful spirits wailed in agony. It was clear that she had taken innocent lives recently!
This ghost… had to be eliminated!
“Ah!”
Sensing the impending danger, Qiu Fei screamed and tried to escape, her body exploding into countless silver threads, scattering in all directions.
But Lin Tianlu quickly waved his hand, and chains of spiritual energy shot out from behind him, piercing her soul and dragging her back.
“N-no! Spare me! Please!”
He struck out with his palm, and her body exploded into dust.
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