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Chapter 7: The Power of the Vermilion Bird
As Mad Bull raised his hands, preparing to unleash the Ox Rings, he suddenly felt two hungry wolves biting into the muscles of his hind legs. The pain jolted him, and Ji Zichen gasped in surprise, "When did those two wolves get behind him?"
Xia Zhou speculated, "It must have been when those Double Images struck the ground. That was the only moment they could sneak the wolves behind him without Mad Bull noticing."
Ji Zichen remarked solemnly, "That person has a meticulous mind."
Mad Bull's legs trembled slightly, his entire body shaking. Xia Zhou frowned and asked, "What's wrong with him? Do the wolves' bites have poison?"
With his legs buckling, Mad Bull knelt on the ground, trying to support himself with his hands to avoid collapsing. Qin Feng looked at Mad Bull with a faint smile, adopting a victor's posture as he said, "Are you feeling tired? Want to take a good sleep? Don't worry; my wolves won't eat your flesh; they're just draining your strength."
Xia Zhou suddenly realized and whispered, "Those wolves can consume a person's strength?"
At that moment, Qin Feng dismounted and slowly walked toward Mad Bull. With Mad Bull half-leaning on the ground, Qin Feng pointed his Nine-section Staff at him and declared, "You're no match for me. You have no chance of winning. If you don't want to die, beg for mercy."
Qin Feng laughed arrogantly.
Grinding his teeth, Mad Bull summoned the last of his strength to retort, "Beg for mercy? You're dreaming!"
Qin Feng knew full well that Mad Bull wouldn't easily submit; he was merely humiliating him. "I thought you understood everything," Qin Feng taunted. "But in the end, you know nothing. Is pride more important than life? Once you're dead, you have nothing left. Just uttering a word of plea could save your life—there's nothing simpler than that in this world!"
Mad Bull forced a grim smile and replied, "Ha! I am not one to fear death. If it's kill or be killed, I'd rather die than beg you for mercy!"
Qin Feng smirked ominously. "Want to die? That's easy; there's nothing easier than dying in this world!"
Suddenly, Mad Bull found an unexpected surge of strength and burst into laughter. "But do you think killing me is that easy?"
With a swift motion, Mad Bull swept away the two hungry wolves clinging to his hind legs. He then wrapped his arms tightly around Qin Feng and shouted fiercely, "I, Mad Bull, will never lose! Whoever wants to kill me will perish alongside me!"
Mad Bull's furious roar echoed as he sprang back up from the ground, leaving deep marks in the earth. With a sharp sound, he unleashed a chilling cry, "I will not die in shame!"
The Double Image reformed above Mad Bull and Qin Feng, with Qin Feng's body firmly held in the grip of Mad Bull's powerful arms, unable to move. The Double Image plummeted down towards the two of them.
Ji Zichen shouted angrily, "Mad Bull thinks of himself as the center of it all!"
The Double Image descended like a black curtain with gaps, crashing down upon them. A thunderous sound erupted as dust and smoke billowed up from the impact, filling the area with silence, save for the lingering echoes of the tremors.
As the thick smoke gradually cleared, Mad Bull and Qin Feng's bodies shattered into countless fragments, revealing numerous deep marks on the ground, as if an enraged giant had mercilessly whipped the earth, leaving behind chaotic scars.
Fire Lion's expression darkened as he thought to himself, "Mad Bull, oh Mad Bull, resorting to mutual destruction when outmatched? How foolish. But I suppose this clears one obstacle for me."
The three of them watched in shock. Xia Zhou, still shaken, remarked, "Isn't Mad Bull being a bit too ruthless? If he can't win, he chooses to perish together."
Ji Zichen sighed and said, "He simply can't accept defeat. I've never seen someone who can't handle even a single loss."
Xia Zhou replied with a quiver in his voice, "There can't be many people like that; otherwise, I wouldn't dare to fight anyone anymore."
Lin Chuyu felt a chill run down her spine and wondered aloud, "Why must it always end in mutual destruction?"
Cheng Gangzhu also felt pity for Mad Bull. He commented, "Mad Bull truly lives up to his name. His Ox Rings were originally a powerful artifact that could render opponents helpless. But it proves a saying: the strength of an artifact lies not in itself but in its wielder."
Suddenly, Cheng Gangzhu turned to Fire Lion with a wry smile and said, "It seems our luck has run out; both your helper and mine are dead."
At that moment, the grains of sand on the ground began to tremble, followed by a rumbling sound resonating through the earth. Cheng Gangzhu glanced behind Ji Zichen and the others to see clouds of dust rising half a mile away.
Ji Zichen exclaimed, "The Sand Bandit is coming!"
"Fire Lion, it seems your luck has run out. My reinforcements have arrived," Cheng Gangzhu sneered.
In no time, the Sand Bandits had reached the scene, their horses galloping swiftly. A hundred Sand Bandits suddenly surrounded Fire Lion, applying immense pressure.
Ahead lay Cheng Gangzhu's Fox Spines blocking the way, while behind them stood a line of Sand Bandits, cutting off any chance of retreat. Yu Ren had already halted his horse behind Ji Zichen and the others.
Cheng Gangzhu smiled proudly. "Brothers, you finally made it! These guys have caused a bit of trouble, but it's nothing serious."
Killer scanned the area but did not see Mad Bull or Xinfeng. He was unaware that Xinfeng was actually Qin Feng.
Killer frowned. "Where are Xinfeng and Mad Bull?"
Cheng Gangzhu replied with a grin, "No need to worry about them. Mad Bull won't be causing us any trouble anymore. Do you see those shattered pieces?"
Killer understood Mad Bull's capabilities all too well and exclaimed in surprise, "They took each other out!"
Cheng Gangzhu coldly remarked, "Don't feel sorry for him. Mad Bull was always a pawn; now he’s just a pile of useless debris."
Mad Bull was dead. Killer recalled Mad Bull's earlier bravado about being confident he could kill Cheng Gangzhu. Mad Bull had failed to deliver on that promise. Killer's gaze suddenly fell on Ji Zichen. If Mad Bull were still alive, Killer might have held back his hostility to see if Mad Bull could indeed take down Cheng Gangzhu.
But Mad Bull was gone. Killer remembered that Ji Zichen and the others had been present during his conversation with Mad Bull, and the current situation was clear. He needed to silence Ji Zichen; if she revealed Killer's ambition to become the leader, he would be the next target.
Killer immediately ordered, "Come on! Capture those three!"
A group of ten Sand Bandits charged forward on horseback. Xia Zhou shouted sternly, "What are you doing? We're not here to compete with you over the ruins!"
Killer ignored him and did not signal for the Sand Bandits to stop.
Ji Zichen swung the Demon-Slaying Sword and struck down a Sand Bandit from his horse. "Goodbye, he isn't killing us because of the ruins!"
Xia Zhou threw the Eight Desolation Needles, instantly killing five Sand Bandits. "They're killing us! Weren't they supposed to capture us?"
"They'll kill us after capturing us. Don't you remember? We heard something we shouldn't have," Ji Zichen replied.
"When did we hear something we shouldn't have?" Xia Zhou asked, confused.
Lin Chuyu opened her mouth to speak. "Is it that gang..." Before she could finish the word "master," Killer, not wanting Cheng Gangzhu to know about this, saw that the first cavalry team posed no threat to them and interjected, "What are you standing there for? Get in there and take them down!"
"Yes!"
The two teams of Sand Bandits screeched as they charged at Ji Zichen and the others. Seeing the overwhelming number of enemies, Ji Zichen had no choice but to unleash thunder. The sound roared as a group of Sand Bandits fell, charred and lifeless.
"Don't be afraid of him! We have the numbers; I don't believe he can keep using that thunder! Charge!" Killer shouted.
With another group of Sand Bandits joining in, Ji Zichen and Xia Zhou fought while retreating. Xia Zhou exclaimed, "This isn't good; there are too many of them! I can't even grab my Eight Desolation Needles!"
Lin Chuyu stood behind Ji Zichen and Xia Zhou, who formed a wall protecting her. Sweating profusely, Lin Chuyu said anxiously, "I'm sorry, Brother Ji. I'm just so useless."
Just as Ji Zichen was about to respond, a Sand Bandit swung a large axe down at him. Focusing his mind and gathering his strength to counter, Ji Zichen thrust the Demon-Slaying Sword horizontally, knocking the Sand Bandit off his horse.
The Sand Bandit fell, but his horse did not go down with him. Startled, the horse charged toward Ji Zichen. To avoid injury, Ji Zichen leaped off his horse just in time; the two horses collided and fell to the ground.
With Ji Zichen's steed down, an opening appeared in his defense. The Sand Bandits disregarded Lin Chuyu's gender; one of them ruthlessly swung a blade at her. Seeing Lin Chuyu in danger, Ji Zichen was about to intervene when three Sand Bandits rode in from the side, slashing at him.
At that moment, Ji Zichen had no time to save her. Xia Zhou was also entangled with several Sand Bandits and couldn't break free to help. As Lin Chuyu watched a Sand Bandit swing a knife toward her, she trembled in fear.
The knife swung toward Lin Chuyu, and her instinctive reaction was to raise her hands as if to block the blade. The knife struck down near her wrist with a heavy blow, but astonishingly, it did not sever her slender wrist. In her state of shock, Lin Chuyu realized that she could withstand the knife's attack, and her natural response was to push against the blade.
As a result, the Sand Bandit wielding the knife was unexpectedly pushed off his horse, flying five zhang away before crashing heavily to the ground, unable to rise again.
Lin Chuyu's heart raced as she thought, "How could I have such strength!"
Yu Ren stared at Lin Chuyu in disbelief.
One of the Sand Bandits exclaimed in panic, "This girl is incredibly strong! With just a gentle push, she sent such a large man flying five zhang!"
Lin Chuyu felt something unusual in her wrist. Her gaze fell upon her arm, and only then did she notice that her entire arm was covered in Vermilion Bird Scales.
Ji Zichen took down a nearby Sand Bandit and, seeing Lin Chuyu manage to escape danger on her own, felt both astonished and delighted. Xia Zhou kicked two Sand Bandits away and turned his attention to Lin Chuyu, smiling with excitement. "Lin Chuyu! Well done! I didn't expect you to be so impressive!"
One of the Sand Bandits near Lin Chuyu saw the scales on her hand and shrieked, "Monster! This girl is a demon! Her hands are covered in scales!"
At that moment, the Sand Bandits retreated several paces. The Killer shouted fiercely, "Charge! What does it matter if she's a monster or not? We can't let one girl intimidate us! What are you all doing?"
Hearing about the scales, one Sand Bandit cried out in a high-pitched voice, "She's a demon! Otherwise, how could someone with such a body have the strength to push someone so far?"
The Killer also sensed something strange but retorted, "Don't be alarmist!" He swung his knife and decapitated the Sand Bandit who had spoken. "Whoever dares to retreat will lose their life! Move forward! Capture those three!"
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