Chapter 112: I'm Coming!
As Fang Junmei approached, the white horse was already gasping for breath, looking even more miserable, once again transformed into a bloodied beast. The drug effect of the Wild Heart Scatter within it had reached its peak, its eyes bloodshot and wild, recklessly charging and kicking at the multiple Tang Shis around it, one kick after another.
But the more it struggled, the faster its strength waned. The Soft Fragrance Powder was taking effect—a venom technique from Wanman Mountain, notorious for being unpredictable and hard to defend against. The white horse’s luck had run out; no matter how many kicks it delivered, none landed on the true Tang Shi.
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At this moment, Tang Shi gradually calmed down. The death of Tang Yu was an irreversible fact. As a cultivator of the demonic path, Tang Shi knew he had to maximize the benefits he could gain. Seeing the white horse’s movements slow, if he could manage to knock it unconscious and seal it inside a demon-sealing talisman, then slowly torment it and bend it to his will, it would surely become a valuable ally.
With this thought, Tang Shi withdrew his treasure to avoid accidentally killing the white horse. His hand stealthily reached toward his waist once more.
“The one on the outermost left!”
At that moment, a man’s loud shout suddenly rang out like thunder.
Both Tang Shi and the white horse were momentarily stunned.
Fang Junmei had finally arrived. Just from the scene, he guessed part of what was happening. Once the Three Breath Divine Stone activated, it immediately detected the unique one among the eight Tang Shis—the genuine Tang Shi whose hand was reaching toward his waist.
Swish!
The white horse reacted instantly, darted beside the true Tang Shi, and kicked him in the head.
Bang!
A tremendous explosion echoed, blood splattering into the air. Tang Shi met the same grim fate as his brother, crushed by the white horse’s kick.
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Seeing both Tang Shi and Tang Yu dead, Fang Junmei breathed a sigh of relief. Watching the battered white horse, he moved forward to heal and detoxify it. Suddenly, the white horse spun around fiercely, eyes blazing with ferocity and violence.
“Not good!” Fang Junmei shouted and quickly fled into the distance.
Sure enough, the white horse gave chase, attacking him relentlessly.
At this moment, Fang Junmei was also suffering from the peak effects of the Wild Heart Scatter. Fortunately, his willpower was strong enough to barely withstand it; otherwise, it would have been a deadly fight to the death with the white horse.
Time passed slowly as the man and horse dashed through the underground space. The white horse, already unable to land a kick on Fang Junmei, was further weakened by the Soft Fragrance Powder. Its speed and power in striking out diminished gradually.
As time went by, the drug’s effect started to wane from its peak, slowly weakening.
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The white horse’s mind cleared, the agitation in its heart dissipated. After a while, it finally stopped chasing, landing heavily atop a lonely underground cliff, panting heavily, sweat pouring down, its bloodshot eyes fading and rationality returning.
“I saved your life again!” Fang Junmei stopped as well, standing in the void and catching his breath, smiling as he spoke to the horse.
Another hurdle overcome.
The white horse glanced at him, and this look revealed something new—compared to before, it now showed less resistance and distrust toward Fang Junmei, a human cultivator.
Fang Junmei smiled slightly. He wasn’t in a hurry to get close, instead reaching for his storage pouch and saying, “Open your mouth.”
The white horse, knowing Fang Junmei intended to feed it an antidote pill, obeyed and opened its mouth. Fang Junmei flicked the pill into the horse’s mouth from a distance.
After a few breaths, the white horse’s eyes reflected a look of comfort. Fang Junmei also exhaled in relief.
The man and horse rested here for a while.
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Silence reigned deep underground.
Suddenly, the sound of rushing wind echoed.
“One whom I seek to kill, and one whom I seek to tame, have both arrived together. Looks like today is destined to be my lucky day. And those two fools, Tang Shi and Tang Yu, have already drained most of your strength, hahaha—”
Accompanying the wind was the sinister laughter of a young man, who continued, “This is truly a case of the crane and the clam struggling, with the fisherman gaining the benefit!”
Just from his voice, his hostile intent was unmistakable.
A cold gleam flared in the white horse’s eyes.
Fang Junmei’s pupils contracted as he recognized the voice—it was Qi Yu, a man he had clashed with twice before. Qi Yu was the first person Fang Junmei deemed his mortal enemy, and he had hoped to kill him soon. He hadn’t expected to encounter him again so quickly. From the tone, Qi Yu had been lurking nearby all along.
Could the two survive this encounter?
At the same time, Fang Junmei thought of the Human Thousand-Mechanism Gu, wondering if Qi Yu was using it against the white horse.
While pondering, Qi Yu approached like a great white bat, emerging from the darkness.
Swish!
The white horse suddenly sprang up without a whinny, leapt across space, and kicked toward Qi Yu’s head.
Around Qi Yu, a soil-colored light shield activated, and he flickered aside, dodging the blow.
Fang Junmei watched clearly—this miss wasn’t due to Qi Yu’s strength or reflexes, but because the white horse was slow!
Unaware that the horse had been poisoned by the Soft Fragrance Powder, Fang Junmei guessed what was happening, his face growing grave.
“You’ve been poisoned by Tang Shi’s Soft Fragrance Powder. Your strength is draining and will not recover for an hour. Move away now. After I deal with this brat, I’ll come for you!” Qi Yu sneered.
He dodged aside with a mocking laugh, then unleashed a fiery red palm strike.
Bang—
The palm struck the white horse heavily, like a red-hot iron branding its flesh, causing the horse to scream in agony.
Stubborn as ever, despite the excruciating pain, the white horse grew furious, as if maddened, chasing Qi Yu and striking wildly.
The wind howled, the empty strikes resounded like thunder.
Qi Yu’s strength rivaled that of a mid-stage Dao Embryo cultivator—a formidable opponent not to be underestimated. He deliberately sought to teach the white horse a lesson through force, striking relentlessly as he dodged, causing the horse to scream in pain with tears welling in its eyes—a pitiful and helpless sight.
“Come back, I’ll handle this!”
A powerful voice suddenly rang out.
Clang!
Fang Junmei stood atop another underground cliff, his strong figure upright. He drew his sword with a flash, his tiger-like eyes burning fiercely as he stared at Qi Yu, his expression unusually grim and murderous.
Under other circumstances, the white horse would have ignored Fang Junmei, but hearing this voice was like hearing a divine call. It whistled softly, turned, and galloped toward Fang Junmei, its eyes conveying a look of trust.
Qi Yu made no pursuit, lazily standing in the void, casually watching Fang Junmei with a sly smile.
“Kid, we meet again,” he said with a mocking tone.
Pausing, his voice turned sarcastic: “I should thank you, too. If you hadn’t given me that Human Thousand-Mechanism Gu, I wouldn’t have been able to refine the Heart-Linking Gu. Once I tame this horse, every year on this day, I’ll burn a little extra paper money for you, hahaha—”
Qi Yu was brimming with confidence.
In fact, he deserved to be. In their last encounter, he had forced Fang Junmei to retreat, who only managed to turn the tide by calling on other beasts to distract him.
But the current situation was different. Unless Fang Junmei abandoned the white horse, he would have no choice but to fight Qi Yu to the death.
Fang Junmei now understood why Qi Yu was so desperate to obtain the Human Thousand-Mechanism Gu—all the events revolved around the white horse. The twists of fate were truly remarkable.
Whether for the white horse, the mortals who died in Jin Guang Village and Hui Shi Village, or to end Qi Yu once and for all, Fang Junmei had no intention of fleeing.
Of course, he did not want to die.
The only strategy now was to stall—stall until the Soft Fragrance Powder’s effect on the white horse passed, then combine their strength to kill Qi Yu.
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Hum!
The sound of a sword’s hum filled the air. Golden light blossomed around Fang Junmei as the power of the Sword Dao infused him to the bone. His third confrontation with Qi Yu was about to begin!