Chapter 78

"But... I can't just watch Fifth Senior Brother die like this." The little girl looked at Huang Yu with pleading eyes, "Can you save Fifth Senior Brother, please?"

"Why should I save him? Besides, you're my bandit wife, yet you're thinking about another man. Hmph, it's already a good thing I haven't killed him." Huang Yu said with a sneer.

"I... If you save Fifth Senior Brother, I... I'll be your... your wife." After saying this, the little girl, Gong Sun Lan, blushed and lowered her head, too embarrassed to look up.

"Really?" Huang Yu was somewhat surprised. Wang Dachuan seemed to hold a high place in her heart. Could it be that Gong Sun Lan liked Wang Dachuan? But upon closer inspection, it didn't seem so. Although Huang Yu didn't have much experience with love, he could tell that Gong Sun Lan's feelings for her senior brother Wang Dachuan were not of that nature.

"R... Really, as long as you save my Fifth Senior Brother, I... I'll marry you."

"Alright, then. Since that's the case, I'll save him." Huang Yu said, "Stay here, I'll go save him. Remember, don't run around, or you might get eaten by wild beasts. Then where would I find another bandit wife?"

The little girl didn't say anything, just blushed and lowered her head.

When Huang Yu had taken a few steps, the little girl finally looked up and said softly, "Be... be careful."

"Are you concerned about me?" Huang Yu was somewhat surprised. Could this girl have developed feelings for him? He didn't think he was that charming, but first it was Gu Xin, and now this little girl. Could it be that he had become more attractive after crossing over? But regardless, this was a good thing.

"I... I'm afraid you won't be able to save my Fifth Senior Brother." The little girl blushed and tried to cover her feelings.

Huang Yu smiled but didn't say anything. He turned and walked toward where Wang Dachuan was.

Soon, Huang Yu arrived at the spot where he had immobilized Wang Dachuan.

At this moment, Yan Wanli was approaching, having already discovered Wang Dachuan's location.

He quickly walked forward.

Huang Yu wasn't in a hurry, moving slowly to avoid being detected by Yan Wanli.

Although Yan Wanli was injured, his strength was still considerable. Although Huang Yu wasn't afraid, he didn't want to waste energy unnecessarily. This was Huang Yu's principle in battle: to achieve the greatest benefit with the least cost, no matter the situation.

When Yan Wanli reached Wang Dachuan, he saw that Wang Dachuan was immobilized, and his brow furrowed slightly. Who had trapped Wang Dachuan here but didn't kill him?

Looking at Wang Dachuan, Yan Wanli became cautious. Could this be a trap, set specifically to deal with him?

Yan Wanli was patient and suspicious, and it was these traits that had allowed him to rise from a lowly servant to a core disciple of the Wind Academy, reaching the level of a Spirit Master.

"Wang Dachuan."

"Yan Wanli? You're still alive?" Wang Dachuan's heart sank when he saw Yan Wanli. This time, he was definitely dead. Yan Wanli would never let him go. Wang Dachuan hated Huang Yu deeply. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have been trapped here and wouldn't have encountered Yan Wanli. Moreover, he couldn't even move, let alone defend himself.

"How could I die so easily? I still have to become a core disciple of the Wind Academy and bring glory to the academy by placing in the top three in the Seven Academies' Martial Competition. Now, tell me, Wang Dachuan, who trapped you here? Where is the little junior brother?"

"Hmph, Yan Wanli, you beast, don't even think about getting any information from me. I'd rather die than say a word," Wang Dachuan spat and turned his head away.

"Wang Dachuan, don't push your luck. My patience has limits," Yan Wanli's face darkened, his eyes narrowing, and his entire demeanor became sinister.

"Hmph." Wang Dachuan snorted and ignored him.

"Looking for death." Yan Wanli was enraged. He had almost killed Gao Yu smoothly, but in the end, Gao Yu had managed to bite him, causing serious injuries and losing the little junior brother Gong Sun Lan. With Wang Dachuan's provocation, Yan Wanli finally lost control. He drew his long sword, and a sword beam shot out, cutting a deep gash in Wang Dachuan's arm, causing blood to flow freely.

The intense pain made Wang Dachuan's brows furrow, but he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.

"Whoosh."

Another sword beam.

His right arm was also cut.

"Will you talk or not?"

"You have the guts to kill me, but I won't make a sound. I'll die before I say a word," Wang Dachuan cursed.

"If you want to die, I'll grant your wish." Yan Wanli was also enraged. He had almost killed Gao Yu, but in the end, Gao Yu had managed to bite him, causing serious injuries and losing the little junior brother Gong Sun Lan. With Wang Dachuan's provocation, Yan Wanli finally lost control. He drew his long sword, and a sword beam shot out, aiming straight for Wang Dachuan.

Just as Wang Dachuan was about to die at Yan Wanli's sword, Huang Yu finally made his move, using the Flying Knife Technique.

A fruit knife transformed into a meteor, whizzing toward Yan Wanli's back.

Yan Wanli, being a Spirit Master, had extraordinary perception. When the flying knife was about a meter away, he sensed it, turned around, and swung his sword, creating a dense barrier of sword beams.

Huang Yu never expected the flying knife to finish off this guy, so the moment he released it, he held the Purple Extreme Sword and transformed into an arrow, chasing after the flying knife.

"Young man, daring to ambush me, you're courting death." Yan Wanli was furious. Someone had indeed ambushed him, trying to kill him. His anger intensified.

He increased the force of his sword.

"Yan Wanli, die!" Huang Yu shouted, "Thunder Dragon's Wrath, go!"

His sword transformed into a purple thunder dragon, majestic and unstoppable.

The sound of thunder and the roar of the dragon filled the air.

"Damn, it's actually an Earth-grade weapon." Seeing Huang Yu's Purple Extreme Sword transform into a purple thunder dragon, Yan Wanli's face changed instantly, showing both fear and greed.

The power of an Earth-grade weapon was terrifying, and he knew it well. A pseudo-Earth-grade weapon was already formidable, but this person's sword was a genuine Earth-grade weapon, which shocked and tempted him.

But with such terrifying power, blocking the attack wasn't easy. If his life-bound weapon hadn't been destroyed and he hadn't been injured, killing this person and taking his weapon wouldn't have been difficult. But now, his life-bound weapon was destroyed, and he was severely injured, his strength reduced to less than seventy percent of its peak.

Dodge, avoid the attack. That was his only choice.

Huang Yu's Golden Ancient Pupil Technique was already activated, and he could see every move Yan Wanli made. Moreover, the Thunder Dragon's Wrath, though not at full power, was greatly enhanced by the Purple Extreme Sword, making it extremely difficult to dodge.

Despite his astonishing speed and precise calculations, Yan Wanli couldn't avoid the Purple Extreme Sword, which was too fast and too powerful. Although he avoided the vital areas, the sword still cut into his body, severing his arm.

"Ahh..."

Yan Wanli screamed and retreated several steps.

His arm flew off and landed far away.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Huang Yu wasn't about to let up. If it was a venomous snake, it had to be killed with one blow, giving it no chance.

He pressed the attack.

Huang Yu attacked again.

"Thunder Dragon's Wrath."

This time, Huang Yu used his full strength.

Four purple thunder dragons instantly flew out, their roars echoing through the sky.

"Kill."

"Damn." Yan Wanli was terrified. The previous attack had already cost him an arm, and now this young man was using the same move, even more powerful.

Retreat, retreat quickly, the only option was to run.

Without hesitation, Yan Wanli turned and retreated, trying to escape Huang Yu's attack range.

Seeing Yan Wanli trying to escape, Huang Yu sneered.

"Naive, do you think you can run away?"

"Wind Step."

The Wind Step skill activated, increasing Huang Yu's speed by thirty percent.

His movements were like the wind, and the air currents he generated swept up the fallen leaves.

One step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

He was closing in.

"Kill."

Huang Yu let out a clear whistle, and his sword flew out of his hand.

"Damn, he actually caught up."

Yan Wanli was tense. This young man was so powerful, and his speed was astonishing, even faster than Gao Yu when he had burned his life force.

At this critical moment, Yan Wanli's potential was fully unleashed.

To survive, Yan Wanli burst forth.

At this moment, he broke through.

To the third level of the Spirit Master realm.

Huang Yu was also surprised. This guy had actually broken through at such a critical moment.

But even with the breakthrough, he still had to die.

Was there a difference between the third and second levels of the Spirit Master realm? No, he still had to die.

In the blink of an eye, the four purple thunder dragons were in front of Yan Wanli.

"Mountain-like Sword Pressure, suppress it." Yan Wanli roared, veins bulging on his forehead and neck. His sword transformed into a mountain, crushing toward the four purple thunder dragons.

"Sword Pressure? How is that possible?" Huang Yu's eyes widened. Yan Wanli had actually grasped Sword Pressure? It was unbelievable.

The mountain-like sword pressure crushed everything.

No, this wasn't true Sword Pressure.

Huang Yu quickly found the flaw.

However, although it wasn't true Sword Pressure, it had the雏形 of it.

If cultivated to its peak, its power would be formidable, comparable to his Thunder Dragon's Wrath.

"Merely a pseudo-Sword Pressure, how dare you show off? Break, break it." Huang Yu pushed his hands forward, releasing a powerful lightning force.

"Ah... Crush it, Sword Pressure—Mountain—" At this critical moment, Yan Wanli unleashed all his strength, tapping into his full potential.

But he was severely injured, and Huang Yu's sword was an Earth-grade weapon. Even with a terrifying sword technique, it was of no help, and he couldn't turn the tide.

The sword pressure was broken, and the Purple Extreme Sword pierced through.

Yan Wanli, dead.