Chapter 87: Meeting and Fighting

The reason I couldn’t believe it was because this bamboo forest was clearly uninhabited at first. Even though the bamboo forest prevented my vision from reaching far, it wasn’t so bad that I couldn’t see things within 50 meters around me.

Therefore, I was really surprised to suddenly see a person appear here.

Moreover, this person was leisurely walking towards me, and every move he made was more harmonious and natural than Wu Tian in the Holy Village, and he looked harmless. If he was even slightly unbalanced, he would even feel that he should have been here.

At first glance, this person does not make people feel guarded, and he does not have the oppressive temperament of Wu Tian, but when you think about it, it is even more frightening.

I didn’t have any bad feelings about his appearance, but the sudden scream from Grandma Ling Qing made me think of all these things in an instant.

At that moment, I didn’t even know what I was going to do. I just remember that Ling Qing’s grandmother was in a terrible state, and I had to comfort her.

So, I deliberately ignored this person, but I inexplicably broke out in a cold sweat. I subconsciously pulled Grandma Lingqing to my side, then hugged her and kept patting her back to calm her down.

“Big brother, I’m scared, I’m scared…” Grandma Lingqing returned to her state as a little girl. Although she stopped screaming under my comfort, she kept trembling and backing away, hiding behind my back, grabbing my clothes and shaking, then muttering.

I protected her with my arm and then faced the man, but I felt that this action was completely powerless and was just a form of psychological comfort.

The man didn’t say anything, but just walked a few more steps forward.

At this time, I clearly saw the man, dressed in a white silk suit, not a Tang suit, but rather a modified version of Hanfu, with a black, soft belt casually tied around his waist. This simple color combination looked comfortable.

He was tall, probably over 1.85 meters, but he didn’t give off too much of an oppressive feeling. It seemed like his height was just right.

His skin was fair and his face looked very young, like that of a teenager, but he had the temperament of a middle-aged man. His facial features were not prominent, and he looked very ordinary, but he was not at all annoying.

His hair is a very simple crew cut, and it looks very clean.

At the moment, he looked at me with a tilted head, with a hint of youthful innocence in his expression and a hint of playfulness in his eyes. I felt like he was the master and I was the toy that interested him.

“Not bad,” he said suddenly.

I didn’t understand what he meant by “not bad.” I just looked at him warily, and my mind was calculating quickly. If I had to fight him here, what kind of magic would I use to gain a chance of survival?

But his attention only lingered on me for a moment, and then his gaze passed through me and landed on Grandma Ling Qing behind me.

The moment he saw Grandma Lingqing, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes. He seemed to like to show his emotions openly, as if he didn’t care about concealing them at all. Then he raised his hand.

It was just a simple gesture, but I suddenly felt my whole body tense up. It was like a poisonous snake raising its head, or a lion suddenly standing up straight… Without thinking, I immediately pushed Ling Qing’s grandmother away and began to make hand gestures.

This hand technique is a forbidden hand technique. It is one of the few secret techniques left behind by the remnant soul of the master that time in order to replenish the soul. This is even more against the heavens than using one’s own strength as a guide to mobilize the secret techniques of heaven and earth, because this technique is extremely simple to perform. It only requires three hand movements to be completely performed.

The effect is that the soul power will explode in an instant. This explosion is not the ordinary kind where the soul power instantly reaches its limit, but rather an explosion that squeezes the soul’s own power. To put it plainly, it is an overdraft of the soul’s potential, and it is unimaginable what kind of aftereffects will be left behind.

You only need to think about it being a way to overdraw the “future” to understand the perverse nature of this technique. Moreover, if you continue to supplement the subsequent seven sets of hand gestures, you can use all abstract things such as your longevity, luck, and spiritual awareness in a single spell.

It can be said that this is the last trump card I have been holding all along, but I have never dared to play it.

When I suddenly began to cast the spell, the man didn’t care at all. With a single gesture, he said to Grandma Ling Qing, “Shut up!” Then his brows furrowed slightly. I saw his hand move slightly, and then a force with tremendous pressure actually rolled up a gust of wind, picking up the withered yellow leaves that covered the bamboo forest and sweeping them toward Grandma Ling Qing.

At this time, my first hand seal had not yet been completed. I subconsciously moved sideways to help Ling Qing’s grandmother block the gust of wind, but the power was like it had its own opinion, scraping past my side, lifting my clothes, brushing against my ears and face, and then without hesitation, “pounding” toward Ling Qing’s grandmother.

I was in a state of great anxiety. This anxiety and worry were a state I had never experienced before, and it actually became a force that supported me. Then the movements of the spell became a little faster. I seemed to have found a certain state again. When I pinched the hand movements, my fingers actually brought up a shadow.

At the same time, almost as if a blessing had come to my heart, I was able to see the man’s movements clearly. His hand moved slightly, and in fact, it was clearly changing two single-handed hand movements in an instant!

My face and ears were burning hot. I felt a liquid oozing from my face. The gust of wind just now had actually caused a wound on my face… It seems that this man is really cruel. He attacked Grandma Lingqing and also injured me as a side effect, as if it were his pleasure.

“Ah…” Grandma Lingqing’s cry of pain sounded like she was enduring some kind of torture. I saw in the corner of my eye that she was holding her head and lying on the grass in the bamboo forest, looking very pitiful. I saw that even the little flower on her shoulder was also slightly shaking its wings. At that moment, I could actually feel the simple emotions of the little flower.

It was also suffering, and it just didn’t want to get off of Ling Qing’s shoulder.

He was going to kill them. It was just a casual remark, but he was going to kill someone so important to me! A wave of anger exploded in my heart. This state of mind was almost out of the original state of mind that should be free of sorrow and joy when casting spells. It was dangerous, like walking on a tightrope.

But it’s not that it’s completely bad, because a small part of it may turn this emotion into motivation for casting spells, bringing unexpected results, and the greater possibility is that the caster will go mad because of it.

But how can I care so much? I couldn’t calm my mind at all. I only felt a wave of pain in my fingers, like after a broken bone, but I couldn’t stop moving.

It was only when the man looked at me with surprise that I realized I might have done something a little ‘remarkable’.

At first, the man didn’t care about me, but at this time, he didn’t say a word to me, and he raised his hands again.

To the average person, his hands seemed to be raised and folded together, and those with good eyesight could see his hands shaking slightly, but in my eyes, I saw that at that moment, the man was at least performing more than three complex hand gestures.

His hand gestures were extremely peculiar, with an original and simple air, like a strange combination of Taoist hand gestures and Tantric hand gestures.

His lips moved slightly, and in this strange state, I could faintly hear that he was chanting a spell. It was not exactly a Taoist way of chanting, because it also had strong characteristics of witchcraft.

My heart was filled with anger, but because of this anger, I entered a state of extraordinary clarity. I was not afraid at all, and my mind was thinking unusually clearly. I was not afraid at all. Between the movements of his hand gestures, the world seemed to change slightly.

Because the first set of three hand gestures had already been performed by me, my spiritual power exploded at that moment. There was no pain at all, but rather a slight warmth throughout my body, like the comfort of soaking in a hot spring. I felt a sense of power that I could go anywhere in the world.

This state is really rare, so while the man was casting spells on me, I took the opportunity to pinch another set of supplementary hand gestures. In this set of hand gestures, I incorporated my own longevity, which means that I used my own longevity as an offering to gain greater power.

Between the excruciating pain in my fingers, I had already finished the spell. My eyes were bloodshot, and I didn’t notice that the man’s hand had slightly shaken. The sky had already changed color. The originally blue sky had become dark and windy.

“I won’t kill you.” The man was like the king of heaven and earth at this moment, with a slight smile on his lips, full of disdain.

Ling Qing’s grandmother’s screams were like the background sound of our battle from the moment we met, and it made my heart ache.

There was only one thought in my head: he was going to kill Grandma Lingqing… I had to save Grandma Lingqing, but I wasn’t overwhelmed. Instead, I had a risky idea.

With such abundant power, I used a shocking little magic that even ordinary Taoist priests can perform—calling the soul!