NOVGO.NET Chapter 673: 292 Heir of Heaven
Chapter 673: Chapter 292 Heir of Heaven
“Is it you?”
Looking at the Hidden Sword Hermit sitting on the rocking chair, raising his wine to the sky in tribute to Ji Shuhua.
The Inquisitive Scholar could no longer restrain himself:
“You’re really audacious. If I don’t kill you today, I, the Inquisitive Scholar, swear I am not fit to be human!”
As the words fell, with a tip of his toes, he flew forth in a lunge.
In his adventures across Jianghu, he had seldom experienced such peril.
This small stretch of Qingmu Forest, a narrow path within a mountain crevice, truly made his heart race.
Almost everyone he brought had perished, and he himself had barely escaped death.
First, he was nearly killed by the sudden Cu Xin arrow, and then he was almost pierced through by the Impermanence Rain Needle.
By now, he was both enraged and frustrated, not even bothering to first gauge the depth of the Hidden Sword Hermit. He flicked the folding fan in his hand, and it was already thrusting towards the major acupoints around the Hidden Sword Hermit.
This man was called the Inquisitive Scholar because his weapon of choice was the Judge’s Pen.
Primarily used to target and strike acupoints, the techniques executed with this Judge’s Pen were incredibly ingenious.
However, he rarely revealed this Judge’s Pen to others.
On normal days, he would primarily use the folding fan for attacks, only resorting to the unique moves of the Judge’s Pen at crucial moments.
Often, once the Judge’s Pen was deployed, the outcome was already decided.
Hence, many who knew him always first considered where the Judge’s Pen might be before engaging him.
Over time, this led to the four words: Inquisitive Scholar.
Right now, facing the Hidden Sword Hermit, he still did not use the Judge’s Pen directly; instead, he attacked with the folding fan.
The aura of his Qi Force was extraordinary!
However, the Hidden Sword Hermit sitting in the rocking chair seemed completely oblivious to his arrival.
Instead, it was the Red robed Middle-aged Man, who had been standing behind the crowd, who couldn’t help but speak up to warn:
“Be careful of his chair.”
“Uh?”
Hearing this, the Hidden Sword Hermit tilted his head and without waiting to see clearly who was approaching, he lightly tapped the back of the chair.
A click sounded, and immediately thousands of sharp points burst forth from the armrest of the chair.
They almost completely sealed off the entire area in front of them.
“Impermanence Rain Needle again!?”
The Inquisitive Scholar’s face instantly turned pale as a sheet.
The Impermanence Rain Needle, truly a top-tier hidden weapon in Jianghu, suddenly releases thousands of fine needles, sweeping like a fierce storm, taking lives unpredictably—who could spare others?
Back when Su Mo was escorting the second shipment, the mysterious black box he acquired contained the Impermanence Rain Needle.
Had Su Mo been overly curious then and opened the box to peek inside, the consequences would have been unforeseeable.
In such proximity, with the Impermanence Rain Needle suddenly erupting, the Inquisitive Scholar was caught off guard.
The only thing he could manage to do was snap open his folding fan with a click, spinning it rapidly in front of him to try to block all the Impermanence Rain Needles aiming for his torso.
But how could he?
The Impermanence Rain Needle was both rapid and fierce; in an instant, thousands of fine needles had already pierced through his body.
The Inquisitive Scholar’s expression froze, and he died of Qi suffocation on the spot.
Under such close circumstances, even if others wanted to help, it was too late.
They could only watch helplessly as the Inquisitive Scholar’s body fell from the sky.
Both the old man and the woman’s face changed. The Inquisitive Scholar had strong martial arts, yet he died so inexplicably.
Suddenly, the old man’s gaze fell on the table, and he whispered something into the woman’s ear.
The woman nodded slightly and looked at the Hidden Sword Hermit:
“Sir, please, we are here on the Store Manager’s orders to seek the Xinghai Relic Sand Iron, not to cause you trouble.
“Please hand over the Xinghai Relic Sand Iron. If we obtain this item, we will leave immediately without lingering.
“Today’s casualties are in tribute to Hero Ji, and we will not pursue this matter.
“Additionally, the Store Manager mentioned that if we obtain the Xinghai Relic Sand Iron, we are willing to offer ten thousand taels of silver.
“Please consider, sir, whether you wish to be our enemy, or take these ten thousand taels of silver?”
“Ten thousand taels of silver?”
The Hidden Sword Hermit was taken aback: “There’s so much?”
“Correct.”
The woman immediately nodded: “Exactly ten thousand taels from Da You Bank’s silver note, not a penny less!”
“Ah…”
The Hidden Sword Hermit sighed: “Tell me, is Ji Shuhua a bit foolish? Ten thousand taels of silver, enough for him to retire from Jianghu. Find a place with scenic mountains and clear waters, build a small manor.
“Perhaps hire a few servants, take a few concubines, wouldn’t life be carefree?
“But he just had to die over some Xinghai Relic Sand Iron…really, too foolish.
“Luckily, I am smart; I would never risk my life for Xinghai Relic Sand Iron.”
The woman’s eyes gleamed, and she immediately smiled:
“Sir is naturally a wise man, knowing what to choose.”
“Indeed.”
The Hidden Sword Hermit smiled and placed the wine jug beside him:
“What is called Jianghu righteousness, to fool ghosts. What are friends? People who drink and eat meat together.
“One dies, and there are still many others; who would cherish anyone? With these ten thousand taels of silver, Ji Shuhua counts for nothing!
“But… no proof, where is the silver?”
He searched with his eyes.
“Here.”
The old man reached into his sleeve and took out the silver note: “Give us the goods, and the note is yours.”
“…You, sly old man, thinking to deceive me just after I just said I’m smart?”