Chapter 291
Chapter 291
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 291
>Chapter Title: Sitting Oblivion Dao
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“Clang!” The pale white sword blade was drawn out. Li Huowang positioned himself between Blind Chen and those things.
“Kill them!” With Li Huowang’s order, the others all turned their weapons toward those things hiding inside the clay statues.
Li Huowang was confident he could handle them. Since even Blind Chen could deal with these things, then he himself—who had defeated Blind Chen—had no reason to fail.
“Thud thud thud!” Gao Jiefan charged straight at them with heavy footsteps, knocking over a bunch like an iron giant.
However, no matter how many times those clay figures were toppled by Gao Jiefan, they slowly stood back up and even began to encircle him in return.
The group rushed forward to help Gao Jiefan break free, but the situation didn’t improve much. No matter how many clay statues fell, they all eventually stood again—even Li Huowang’s two swords couldn’t stop them.
“Help me up! Give me back my mirror!” Hearing Blind Chen’s voice from where he lay on the ground in the distance, Li Huowang swiftly did a swallow flip and withdrew from the fray.
He first glanced at Blind Chen, then kicked the nearby bamboo basket into his hands.
Blind Chen immediately pulled out the Bagua mirror from inside. He stuffed the pads of his index and middle fingers into his mouth, bit down, and swiftly drew on the mirror’s surface with his bleeding fingers.
“Eternal spirit light shines, mirror lives and soul lives, mirror dies and soul perishes without fear or dread. Obey my command and summon: righteous qi of heaven and earth flows through all forms, unyielding as gold and stone, sincerity reaches everywhere! Open!”
A blinding ray of light instantly shot out from the blood-smeared Bagua mirror.
The light illuminated the entire dim surroundings. Every clay statue touched by it melted away like snow under the sun.
Once those things had completely vanished from the ground, Blind Chen looked utterly spent, his face deathly pale as he lay there.
Li Huowang hurried over and carefully helped him up. “Thank you, Senior Chen.”
“You—you get away from me!! I still don’t trust you!” Blind Chen said this, but he didn’t refuse Li Huowang’s support.
By now, Li Huowang had already noticed people peeking over from alley mouths and behind windows. If they didn’t leave soon, the whole village would notice them.
“Hiss, are you trying to jostle me to death? How are we traveling at night like this? Hurry up and find a place for me to recover!”
While the villagers of Ganyuan Village were still buzzing around the site of Li Huowang’s recent battle, Li Huowang had already brought the injured Blind Chen to an empty woodshed and settled him in.
Li Huowang uncorked a small bottle and carefully sprinkled the powdered golden sore medicine inside onto Blind Chen’s wounds.
While tending to his injuries, Li Huowang told Blind Chen everything he had been through before.
“So you’re saying... you got duped by Sitting Oblivion Dao too? Heh! If that’s true, they buried their hooks real deep. Probably started faking it all the way back from the IOU Man.”
Li Huowang sighed and plugged the bottle. “Tell me about it. No idea when Sitting Oblivion Dao got their eyes on me. I clearly never showed my face...”
Li Huowang trailed off there. He couldn’t casually mention being heart’s essence.
Blind Chen tilted his ear to listen to Li Huowang’s voice. When he realized the other hadn’t continued after a long pause, he snorted coldly. “I still don’t trust you! Come dawn, we part ways. I’ll figure out the truth of what you said on my own.”
“Senior Chen, you’re hurt this bad—how are you going to travel? Aren’t you afraid of running into danger halfway?”
“Hmph! Spare me! Sticking with you is what’ll get me killed! Don’t you see who gave me these wounds?” With that, Blind Chen turned his back, showing Li Huowang the back of his head.
As Li Huowang pondered how to persuade him, his body suddenly sank slightly. “Shh, someone’s coming.”
The footsteps outside the woodshed made everyone inside hold their breath. It seemed the owners of the house, who’d been out gawking, had returned.
Gradually, the footsteps faded, as if the owners had gone to bed.
Just as they breathed a sigh of relief, the footsteps started up again—and denser than before.
The footsteps stopped after a while, only to resume once more.
This time, they halted right in front of the woodshed. “Bang bang bang.” The door was knocked on.
Li Huowang made a hand signal, and Chun Xiaoman cautiously approached and opened the door.
Outside stood the clay statue’s pedestal child, staring into the room at everyone with its two hollow eyes.
“Crack.” The clay child split open, and some insect-like segmented roots extended from inside.
But the sound of the clay cracking echoed, as identical sounds rang out one after another behind Li Huowang.
“Behind me? There’s clearly nothing behind me, just... a wall.”
Li Huowang turned in shock to see all sorts of cracked clay Buddhas in various Buddha poses hanging on the wall, glaring viciously at him.
“Shing!” Their fissured bodies surged out like a tilting tsunami.
There was no time for Blind Chen to use his mirror. Without hesitation, Li Huowang pulled out the iron clamp and pinched hard at his own eyeball.
“Pop!” As the clear vitreous humor splashed everywhere from his eyeball, a layer of strange light film instantly coated the arhat figures in the air, sending them crashing straight to the ground.
Once they rushed outside, Li Huowang was stunned to see clay statues piled atop every rooftop around, all eyeing him predatorily.
“Senior Chen, hurry!” Li Huowang’s expression was extremely grim as he took in the sight.
“Don’t worry! These clay sculptures are all just bluffing.” Blind Chen, behind Li Huowang, opened the bamboo basket Gouwa handed him and rummaged inside.
“Squelch!” Two sharp daggers plunged straight into Li Huowang’s heart.
Looking down at the bloody blade tips, he trembled as he turned to face Blind Chen behind him.
Yet upon seeing Li Huowang, whom he was about to kill, Blind Chen’s expression was even more terrified than his.
He looked at his hands in panic. “Youngster, this really wasn’t me! My body just suddenly stopped listening to me!”
As he spoke, Blind Chen’s body froze. The air about him inexplicably shifted. The whites of his eyes slowly slid downward, revealing a pair of heterochromatic double pupils before Li Huowang.
The wrinkles on his face rapidly smoothed out until, after changing and changing, it ultimately became identical to Li Huowang’s own face.
Those double pupils spoke.
“Hahaha! They used to fool others and deceive evil spirits—that’s old hat. This time, I tried a new trick: fool yourself! How about it, Boss Red? Come to think of it, I learned this move from you.”
(End of chapter)