Chapter 34: Chapter 34 Breaking the Coffin Chapter 34: Chapter 34 Breaking the Coffin Editor: Atlas Studios Yang Xiaoyun was indeed very happy.
This girl had been different from others since she was young, with a natural love for martial arts and extraordinary talent.
From her childhood, she competed fiercely and would respond with a good beating when confronted with something unpleasant.
Such a temperament naturally attracted trouble, but… all these troubles were settled by her own Silver Spear.
So much so that no one amongst the younger generation of Luoxia City dared to compete with her.
Previously, she appraised Wu Chengfeng as a skilled martial artist among the younger generation.
Yet, she never put herself in the same category as this younger generation.
That would be bullying.
In recent years, she had actually been without a worthy opponent, not because she really had beaten everyone in Luoxia City without a match.
But because there were no young fighters worth challenging, and while she wanted to challenge more senior and experienced martial artists, she couldn’t act recklessly.
Jianghu is a tangled mess, with martial arts prowess as the foundation, but social intricacies form a complex web.
How could she, affiliated with the Iron Blood Escort Agency, allow her temperament to recklessly make enemies for her own agency?
Challenging those seniors, if she lost, people would commend her for her courage and be happy for the daring progress of the younger generation.
Even the worst outcome would be just a comment that she had overestimated her own abilities.
But what if she won by a move or a half? Who knows what kind of enmity and trouble that would invite?
Therefore, with no matches for the younger generation to fight or compete against, she intended to go out on escorts, travel across Jianghu, and seek out skilled opponents.
Sadly… the Iron Blood Escort Agency has a great reputation. When she went out, all the various clans and sects would show her some respect, some even treated her as a junior, not only refraining from robbing her escort but instead generously hosting her to solidify their relationship with the Iron Blood Escort Agency.
Over the years, not only had she failed to achieve her original purpose, but her temperament had also been much refined.
Yet unexpectedly, traveling as the Young Leader of the Iron Blood Escort Agency, where few dared to provoke her, she encountered an opponent just a few days after setting out—Su Mo.
This was like scratching an itch.
How could she not fight to her heart’s content and make the most of this serendipitous adventure?
The Canglong Bahuang Dianyun Spear was unleashed magnificently, and the Da Shang Xuanting Scripture within her flowed continuously. In just a short while, her forehead was steaming hot, and she felt even more exhilarated amidst the fierce battle.
However, after about forty or fifty exchanges, Yang Xiaoyun began to feel somewhat puzzled.
“The Yin Mountain Ghost Lord has such a great reputation, so how come his skills are not as robust as I imagined?”
Suddenly, she felt a chill spreading up from her Silver Spear, and with a tap of her foot, she swung the spear, using her Inner Strength to drive back this strange chill, only to see that coffin suddenly start making a thunderous noise. In just moments, it charged towards her like a massive rolling stone.
Such a powerful and heavy force could not be blocked head-on.
Yang Xiaoyun withdrew quickly, allowing the coffin to brush past her, immediately followed by a strange and shrill laugh from within it:
“What a member of the Iron Blood Escort Agency, what a Canglong Bahuang Dianyun Spear! Had it not been for my severe injuries, how could I rest without defeating you?
“Your generosity today is duly noted, and there will be a payback someday!”
As the voice faded, the coffin had reached the entrance of the main hall, about to fly out.
But just then, there stood a person at the entrance of the main hall.
That person didn’t speak, but the Punch Wind rose, and a drizzle began to whirl as if gaining momentum for the punch.
In a flash, a myriad of punch shadows fluttered through the air, converging to a point in front of the coffin, enveloping the drizzle and arriving at the coffin in the blink of an eye:
“Go back!”
The Yin Mountain Ghost Lord inside the coffin noticed the punch too late and could only grit his teeth, exerting 120 percent of his Inner Strength to clash with it head-on!
Boom!
With a muffled explosion, the standoff lasted no more than a breath’s time before the coffin was sent back in exactly the way it had come out.
Yang Xiaoyun and the Luoxing Sect brothers and sisters couldn’t help but gather around to ‘see off’ the departing coffin, only to be taken aback when it suddenly returned; they hurriedly stepped aside to dodge.
Then they saw the coffin crash with a thunderous noise directly into the ancestral tablet rack in Yizhuang, honoring some unknown person.
The wall was shattered by the tremendous force, and the coffin buried itself one-third deep into the wall.
After a slight pause of only a breath or two, a crackling sound was heard, and the end of the coffin facing Yang Xiaoyun and the others burst open like petals, with wood shavings flying!
“Think you could come and go as you please, fight whenever you want? Where in the world are things that easy?”
At this moment, the person speaking at the doorway stepped into the main hall – it was none other than Su Mo!
Yang Xiaoyun was too caught up in the moment to see clearly, but Su Mo could. She knew that the person in the coffin, whether he was the Yin Mountain Ghost Lord or not, could only reach a stalemate with Yang Xiaoyun given his current abilities.
Aside from Yang Xiaoyun on Su Mo’s side, even without counting herself, there were the Luoxing Sect siblings, both ready to jump into action.
Realizing that the ‘Yin Mountain Ghost Lord’ couldn’t win in a few moves, naturally, the best strategy was to find a way to escape.
Hence, after speaking a single sentence to that Luoxing Sect sister, Su Mo was already prepared and waiting here to punch him back.
Trickling down from the damaged coffin was a stream of blood.
Yang Xiaoyun stood with her spear, tilted her head, and glanced, “Dead?”
That’s when the unexpected happened.
A chilling aura suddenly emerged, and a shadow leapt out of the coffin.
In an instant, the shadow split in two, darting left and right like meteor flashes, each heading straight for Yizhuang’s windows.
One shadow stretched out a hand, reaching to capture the Luoxing Sect sister.
“Stop!!!”
Amidst the roar, a flurry of Flying Flowers were swiftly launched.
“Star Flicking Finger?”
The shadow laughed haughtily, “You have not mastered it!”
With a ting, the Flying Flower was knocked away, embedding itself in the beam of Yizhuang.
One hand deflecting the Flying Flower hidden weapon, the other had already grabbed the Luoxing Sect sister, and in the midst of fleeing toward the window…
But upon looking up, a silver glint approached, wrapped in a vast and murderous aura.
It was the Canglong Bahuang Dianyun Spear!
“You…”
The shadow was stunned, and at this second, it was too late to use the captured Luoxing Sect sister as a hostage.
In a split-second decision, the shadow pushed hard, sending the person he had captured flying back out:
“I return her to you to kill!!!”
With this vicious move, the Luoxing Sect sister was now hurtling toward the tip of Yang Xiaoyun’s spear.
The Luoxing Sect brother was instantly filled with rage but did not expect that Yang Xiaoyun, whose martial arts allowed for effortless control of her moves, would quickly tilt her spear to switch from stabbing to sweeping. At the same time, with her other hand, she reached out and pulled the Luoxing Sect sister into her embrace.
