Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don’t Call Me a Demon! - Chapter 88
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Chapter 88: Chapter 4: You Are Far Inferior to Pei Haibing
“Do you not think this is too much, Brother Xu?”
Staring at the immense figure before him, half man, half lizard, Su Jie caressed the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword, his gaze turning cold.
“Hehe, an Outer Disciple like you wouldn’t understand.”
Xu Yihu squatted on the ground, his upper body covered in overlapping scales. He looked bloated; he had eaten too many people and had not yet digested them.
“It all comes down to wanting to practice the Human Worm Refining Technique, taking advantage of the attack by the Righteous Sect to claim that the entire Slave Trading Ship was destroyed and taking the opportunity to take all the human slaves on the ship as food to satisfy your cultivation,” Su Jie said indifferently, having seen Xu Yihu’s greed for living humans before.
If it weren’t for today’s incident, he wouldn’t have dared to harbor such deviant thoughts.
But now, with the Slave Trading Ship’s fleet mostly lost, he counted his own Slave Trading Ship among the casualties, and by killing all witnesses, he could freely enjoy the human slaves aboard the entire ship without anyone suspecting him.
Su Jie had once read news about a bank being robbed by bandits; the bank manager took the opportunity to exaggerate the loss amount and cover up his embezzlement, a similar principle.
Xu Yihu was somewhat surprised and sneered, “I’m impressed that you know! That makes it even more impossible to let you go. I was thinking of looking after you because of your connection with Senior Yu, but you’re just too blind.”
Xu Yihu shook his heavy body, stood up on his two hind legs, and cast a shadow over Su Jie. His mouth emitting a foul smell, he said, “Your strength is quite good, using the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword to perfection, but it’s still not enough against me. If Pei Haibing from your branch were here, he might pose some threat to me, but unfortunately, he died too soon. Now, let me show you the strength of an Inner Sect Disciple.”
Roar!
With a roar, Xu Yihu bent his legs, tore through the air, and the powerful impact cracked the deck with each step.
Chen Yun bit her lips tightly, holding the Ming Sheng Bat in her hands, sending out resonance attacks, but being merely a low-grade poisonous insect, it clearly couldn’t inflict any effective damage on Xu Yihu, and she could only watch helplessly as the half-man, half-monster lunged toward her.
Su Jie watched Xu Yihu nearing, shadows stretching behind him, covering his entire body.
Like stepping into an ink pad for printing, a new Su Jie emerged and darted off in another direction.
The lunging Xu Yihu paused for a moment, then smashed down with a palm, dispersing the shadowy illusion.
“Quite useful.”
Su Jie, having just learned to use the Mysterious Shadow Secret Technique, nodded his head in satisfaction at its effect.
“With the vast Golden Sand River here, where can you escape to? If you don’t use your White Bone Sky Slaying Sword now, you’ll soon have no chance,” Xu Yihu mocked and laughed heartily, not caring about Su Jie’s tricks, confident he could handle any problem.
“Running away? You thought too much, and besides, I generally don’t like using swords against big fellows.”
With a slight smile on his lips, Su Jie raised his right hand; “Xiao Qian, come out and play with him.”
Hiss!
His sleeve ripped apart, and the ferocious thousand-hand centipede burst out, its myriad pale corpse hands and insect eyes cold and ruthless, hurtling toward Xu Yihu.
“What, a Three Refinement Poisonous Insect.”
Xu Yihu’s pupils dilated sharply, as if he had encountered an archenemy, and in sheer panic, he attempted to back away.
The ten-meter-long thousand-hand centipede was far more formidable than Xu Yihu, giving him no chance to dodge.
At the moment of contact, the thousand-hand centipede used its unrivaled strength to overwhelm him.
Its massive fangs clamped onto Xu Yihu’s neck, blood spurting like a fountain, exposing the windpipe and neck bone to the air while pairs of pale corpse hands tightly coiled around Xu Yihu’s body.
“Su…Su Jie, is this truly yours…”
Chen Yun was utterly shocked by the scene before her, the overturned battle power making her feel as if she were dreaming.
Su Jie actually had a Three Refinement Poisonous Insect, something many Inner Sect Disciples struggled to cultivate.
“Luck was on its side, allowing it to evolve three times.”
Su Jie smiled, while Chen Yun remained silent, knowing this wasn’t just about luck.
Evolution from a low-grade poisonous insect to a mid-grade one also far surpassed evolving to a low-grade three-refining poisonous insect in terms of resource consumption. The latter was more difficult, and in terms of combat power, one low-grade three-refining poisonous insect could easily overpower an ordinary mid-grade poisonous insect that hadn’t evolved.
But Su Jie said this, Chen Yun was sensible and did not continue to question him.
On the deck, Xu Yihu was being overwhelmed by the thousand-hand centipede, not to mention he hadn’t fully recovered from the injuries inflicted by inner disciples at Guan Chao Pavilion during the previous battle.
In addition, in terms of strength, defense, and speed, the thousand-hand centipede utterly dominated him.
Once the fight started, pale corpse hands fiercely pressed in, crushing countless hard bones on his body.
Xu Yihu could only struggle continuously, as streams of scorching lava erupted from his mouth and skin, hoping to make the thousand-hand centipede release him and retreat in difficulty.
The thousand-hand centipede turned a blind eye. Its hard insect shell was extremely fire-resistant. Even if it couldn’t stand the heat, it would split into smaller centipedes to heal itself.
Boom!
The thousand-hand centipede, entwined with Xu Yihu, crashed into the upper structure of the ship. The teak hull, built to be sturdy, shattered upon contact; the mast was broken, and the fallen sail covered the two massive beings engaged in a frenzied battle, but it could not prevent them from tearing the upper part of the slave trading ship to shreds.
“Xiao Qian, take him down to the river.”
At Su Jie’s command, the thousand-hand centipede decisively grabbed Xu Yihu and plunged with him into the turbulent river waters.
Gurgle, gurgle!
Huge bubbles and waves surfaced, nearby fish flipped belly-up, cooked by the boiling river water.
Giant shadows could be seen entangling under the water, the river roiled with massive waves, and large amounts of silt and sand muddied the water.
Affected by the environment, the fiery lava fire was greatly suppressed by the river water, significantly reducing its power and posing no threat to the thousand-hand centipede as both entered into a true melee combat.
Half a minute later, with bursts of dazzling purple light emanating from the riverbed, the turbulent Golden Sand River gradually calmed down, the thousand-hand centipede surfacing with Xu Yihu in its grasp.
By this time, Xu Yihu was left with only his upper body; his torso below the chest had vanished, and the outcome was quicker than imagined.
After throwing Xu Yihu onto the deck, the thousand-hand centipede flicked its two antennae and buzzed at Su Jie as if to claim credit.
“I’ll reward you with a chicken leg later.”
Su Jie patted the thousand-hand centipede’s head and walked over to Xu Yihu.
“It’s my fault for not seeing through you earlier, you hid it so well.”
Xu Yihu’s voice was weak, his words full of unwillingness as most of his organs had fallen into the Golden Sand River, his life ticking down.
“You’re just too weak to make me reveal my true strength.”
Su Jie, smiling, reached out for the Storage Bag, then added, “Right, you are far weaker than Pei Haibing. At least he could spar with me and pose a threat, but you’re completely useless!”
Xu Yihu’s eyes bulged, and although Su Jie spoke the truth, as an inner disciple, he had never seen an Outer Disciple dare to belittle him like this.
With eyes bloodshot, Xu Yihu stared intensely at Su Jie, his mouth opening and closing, wanting to curse angrily.
But he couldn’t catch his breath, and the last bit of light in his eyes dimmed, halting his breathing.
“He’s dead already, inner disciples really can’t handle much, can they!”
Su Jie shook his head, took off the Storage Bag, and with a kick, sent the corpse into the river.
Such scum didn’t deserve a burial, better to serve as a meal for the river fish.