Chapter 1839: Chapter 1839: Elder Fang, Please Be Extremely Careful!
Leng Rui reversed his hand and lightly patted near his chest, forcing out the silver knife and casually stopping the blood flow.
"The Green Rainbow Sect and the City Lord Mansion have always been on good terms. I have no grievances with you two. Why are you doing this?"
Watching Feng Zihua and Tong Mengjiao embracing each other without any scruples, Leng Rui’s heart kept sinking. He asked sternly while also pondering a way to respond and a strategy for escape.
He knew that although the wound wasn’t fatal, it significantly reduced his combat power. If the two of them joined forces to kill him, he might not escape this calamity.
"Why?"
Feng Zihua laughed coldly, released Tong Mengjiao, stepped forward, and pointed at Leng Rui, saying, "Because you have an arranged marriage with Junior Sister Tong, destined to become Martial Dao partners, igniting my jealousy! Because Junior Sister Tong doesn’t want to be bound by the City Lord Mansion by marrying you! So only by your death can my jealousy be resolved and Junior Sister Tong be freed!"
Leng Rui frowned, "So, it’s the marriage alliance between the two sects that drove you to such desperation, wanting to kill me?"
Pausing for a moment, he continued, "You should see that I have no interest in Tong Mengjiao and don’t want to be her Martial Dao partner... How about this? I’ll go back and discuss with the City Lord, have him intervene, and cancel this marriage..."
Feng Zihua laughed a few times and said, "Leng Rui, do you take me for a fool? The marriage alliance between the two sects was decided by the higher-ups for the interests of each sect. It can’t be canceled! Your stalling tactic won’t work on me! While you live, Junior Sister Tong has to marry you. Only your death will nullify this affair!"
Tong Mengjiao, now dressed, walked to Feng Zihua’s side, looked at Leng Rui with a face full of mock contempt, and said with a sarcastic smile, "Senior Brother Leng, rest in peace! With the green mountains and clear waters here, the spiritual energy is thick, the environment is nice. It’s a good place to bury bones. You should really like it."
Leng Rui knew they must have planned together to deal with him beforehand. They wouldn’t act easily without substantial confidence, which made his heart anxious.
"Do you think Sect Master Tong knows about your plot to kill me?"
Even though Leng Rui asked, he believed they must’ve kept it from Tong Shun. Otherwise, the attackers would’ve been stronger foes.
Tong Mengjiao chuckled, "Of course, my father doesn’t know. He still hopes that we two will be together as a perfect couple!"
"There’s no wall without a crack! Aren’t you afraid that Sect Master Tong will find out and mete out punishment? Don’t forget, this is our City Lord Mansion territory. If I die, you’ll face the pursuit of tens of thousands of disciples from the City Lord Mansion, and you won’t escape calamity!"
Leng Rui threatened, hoping his words would restrain the two from acting rashly.
Tong Mengjiao laughed heartily, "Senior Brother Leng, you’re so bad! At death’s door and still trying to scare us! Rest assured, after you die, I’ll use the Bone-Eroding Powder to completely erase your corpse from this world, leaving no trace. Then, no one will know you were killed by us."
The Bone-Eroding Powder is an extremely formidable substance in the Three Thousand Great Worlds, crafted from hundreds of poisons, which, when scattered on a person, can instantly turn them to ashes, dispersing with the wind, leaving no trace.
Leng Rui felt a chill in his heart, knowing that today’s matter couldn’t end well. He would have to fight his way to survival. Without hesitation, he soared into the sky and fled towards the distance.
"Where do you think you’re going!"
Feng Zihua and Tong Mengjiao had been guarding against Leng Rui’s escape. Seeing him flee, they pursued immediately. Feng Zihua even wielded a Spiritual Artifact to launch an attack, forcing Leng Rui to stop and counter with a Spiritual Artifact as well.
Thus, Leng Rui was held back, caught in fierce combat with the two.
Both Leng Rui and Feng Zihua were at the fifth level of the Heavenly Tribulation, equally matched. But with the addition of Tong Mengjiao, he struggled to contend.
Moreover, with his injuries reducing his strength, he couldn’t even handle Feng Zihua alone, let alone face both.
The three fought from the sky to the ground, from the mountains into the dense forest, their Spiritual Artifacts clashing in the air, emitting deadly intent and vigor sweeping the surroundings, leaving the vegetation and rocks in a mess within dozens of miles.
All three fought with full force, one striving to escape, two determined to intercept, making the battle extremely intense.
Moments later, each showed injuries. Feng Zihua and Tong Mengjiao had messy hair, torn clothes, gasping for breath, and wounds that kept bleeding.
Leng Rui fared the worst, his clothing tattered, upper body exposed, skin and flesh flipped out, blood constantly streaming, almost turning him into a blood-soaked figure.
His chest heaved violently, gasping deeply, and his strikes were much weaker than before, clearly depleting his spiritual energy.
"Splat!"
Blood splattered as the three-foot azure blade from Feng Zihua pierced through Leng Rui’s left shoulder, the powerful penetrating force sending him flying back dozens of feet before stabilizing.
This strike was a severe blow, leaving half of Leng Rui’s body almost immobile.
"What a regret!"
Knowing he wouldn’t survive, Leng Rui roared to the sky, spiritual energy circulating madly, his body rapidly inflating as he prepared for self-detonation.
"Leng Rui, stop!"
At this moment, a booming voice echoed as a figure in white shot in, lightly tapping Leng Rui.
Leng Rui groaned, spitting a mouthful of blood, his body deflating like a punctured balloon, collapsing to the ground.
"Fa-Fang Elder?"
In a daze, Leng Rui glanced at the white figure, recognizing him as Fang Bai, the Honorary Elder who recently joined the City Lord Mansion, and exclaimed in surprise.
Fang Bai was younger and had a lower cultivation level than Leng Rui but was a top Alchemist of the time. His alchemy was so high that even the City Lord Mansion’s Chief Elder Shi En acknowledged his inferiority.
A top Alchemist and Honorary Elder, Fang Bai’s status commanded respect from junior disciples of the City Lord Mansion, including Leng Rui.
Leng Rui hadn’t expected Elder Fang to appear in such a situation, thinking he was just passing by.
"Yes, it’s me."
Fang Bai glanced at Feng Zihua and Tong Mengjiao across the way, then tossed two Spirit Pills to Leng Rui, "You’re badly injured. After consuming these two Spirit Pills, go recover over there. Leave this to me."
Seeing Fang Bai’s pills were a superior Royal Grade Healing Pill and a Gathering Yuan Pill, Leng Rui was overjoyed, knowing these pills were highly effective and that his injuries would heal and spiritual energy would restore quickly.
"Elder Fang, the two opposing are not weak, please be careful!"
Leng Rui quickly consumed the two Spirit Pills given by Fang Bai, then walked dozens of feet away to recuperate.
