Attacked
Xu Shulou was dropped from the sky by someone.
What hit her was an umbrella with a bamboo frame and a silk cover, and embroidered with plum blossoms blooming in the snow. The handle was slightly longer than that of an ordinary oil-paper umbrella because a thin sword was hidden inside.
This is a very famous umbrella, and its owner was also a very famous person.
Xu Shulou looked in astonishment as the Hanmei umbrella was called back to its owner's hand. The person standing in the shadow took two steps forward, revealing a cold and extraordinary face.
Xu Shulou had never seen this face, but this umbrella was too famous. Besides, there weren't many people who could knock her down from mid-air. "Senior Yu? Is that you?"
Yu Qishuang, respected by everyone in the world of cultivation as "Fairy Saixue", was a disciple of the former leader of the Qingcheng Sect. She had excellent talent and reached the Tribulation Crossing Stage in less than 300 years of cultivation.
In this respect, she is very similar to Xu Shulou, but her reputation is much better than Xu Shulou's. It is said that she has a noble character, like the wind blowing through the jade trees and the snow wrapping the jade branches. She is a female cultivator who truly deserves the title of "Fairy".
Nowadays, when people in the cultivation world mention her, they often shake their heads with regret, saying that if she had not disappeared, no one else would have coveted the position of the leader of the Qingcheng Sect.
But she has been missing for a long, long time. More than three hundred years ago, the cultivation world and the demon world went to war. Yu Qishuang fought bravely on the battlefield, fighting one against a hundred. In the end, she was seriously injured. The elders of the sect ordered her to retreat and recuperate, but she just disappeared in the chaotic battlefield.
Later, the misunderstanding between the demons and the cultivators was resolved and the war subsided, but Yu Qishuang never appeared again. After some time, everyone discovered that her soul lamp burning in the Qingcheng Sect had gone out, which meant that she had died.
The Qingcheng Sect was unwilling to let the death of such a gifted disciple go unexplained. They sent people to investigate for decades, but they could not find any clues. The battlefield was too chaotic, and no one noticed who took the seriously injured Yu Qishuang away. Later, the head of the Qingcheng Sect ascended to heaven, and his successor was not so attentive to the matter.
More than three hundred years later, the matter remains an unsolved case. It is generally speculated that the demons took her away and killed her during the chaos.
But how could such a person appear here and attack Xu Shulou in the cover of night?
Is it her, or someone pretending to be her?
The visitor did not answer Xu Shulou's question. He raised his hand and the umbrella spun towards Xu Shulou, pointing directly at her forehead. Xu Shulou's hair stood on end at that moment. She did not feel the murderous intent, but the opponent's attack was a real killing move. The Hanmei umbrella came towards her with absolutely powerful force and speed. If she could not dodge, this blow would make her "die", literally.
At that moment, Xu Shulou was certain that the woman in front of him was 99% sure that she was Yu Qishuang herself. This move "Snow and Wind Make Her Even More Awesome" was her famous skill. How could someone impersonate her?
Xu Shulou reacted with almost the fastest reaction of his life. He leaped forward, almost faster than an eagle fighting in the sky, and barely avoided the sharp tip of the umbrella.
If the person in front of him is really Yu Qishuang, who had already entered the tribulation period more than three hundred years ago, can he defeat him?
Xu Shulou did not think about this problem carefully. After dodging the attack, he took the initiative to attack with the sword, with the same indomitable spirit as always.
Whether you can win or not, you have to try first.
The person recalled the Hanmei umbrella again and attacked Xu Shulou. Every move and every form of her attack was very precise. The angles of the umbrella and the speed of the attacks were exactly the same, as if she had practiced this skill strictly according to the records in the sword manual.
Xu Shulou was a little confused and almost thought that this was a trap set by the other party. Just when she got used to this attack mode, the other party would change tactics and catch her off guard.
Why did this female cultivator who was on a promising path suddenly disappear? Why did she appear here? Why did she attack her? Xu Shulou was full of doubts. But now was obviously not the time to talk. She had not encountered such a strong enemy for a long time. When fighting, she could not afford to be careless or make mistakes. She felt a sense of excitement between life and death.
Just when she was concentrating on fighting the enemy, a strong force hit her waist, and the unprepared Xu Shulou was knocked away.
She spat out a mouthful of blood and forced herself to look behind her, only to see a man holding a pair of brass Hunyuan hammers that were twice as big as her head.
Before Xu Shulou fainted, he had only one thought: his cultivation was higher than mine, yet he actually brought helpers to launch a sneak attack. How shameless...
———
When Xu Shulou woke up, she saw the goose yellow bed curtains and the soft bed under her. Someone was sitting not far from her cooking something. The mist filled the small room, making it feel a bit warm.
If she had not been chained to the bed, she would probably have been willing to ask the owner of this place for a bowl of soup.
"Are you awake?" Another person in the room looked over, poured out a bowl of the cooking liquid in the pot, and walked over to hand it to her, "You are injured, I made some medicine for you."
"Thank you," Xu Shulou politely gestured to him with his bound hands, "What's wrong with me?"
"I'll feed you."
“…”
"I have sealed your spiritual power. You have no way to recover from your injuries on your own now." The man forced the spoon to her mouth. "If you don't drink the medicine, you will die."
Xu Shulou smiled bitterly and let him feed him medicine: "Fortunately, I have always cherished my life."
The man seemed pleased: "I just like obedient girls."
Xu Shulou drank the medicine and looked up at him. The man in front of him had a slightly pointed face and a pale complexion, with a cynical and gloomy look in his expression.
"Was the person I saw before Yu Qishuang?" she asked.
"Yes and no."
"What's the meaning?"
"She used to be Yu Qishuang, but she's dead," the man said horribly in a flat tone, "I made her into a puppet."
"..." Xu Shulou was stunned and let out a long sigh. The genius was defeated and the beautiful snow turned into mud. She couldn't help but feel sorry for Yu Qishuang.
The man looked at Xu Shulou, who was speechless for a moment: "What are you thinking about?"
"I was thinking, I hope the order of your words just now is correct," Xu Shulou said with a complicated expression, "I hope you really made her into a puppet after she died."
"You are very perceptive," the man laughed. This laugh was like the smug smile of a person full of resentment who had accomplished something great. "Well, I admit that, to be precise, she died while I was working as a puppet."
“…”
He shrugged. "I don't want to be so cruel, but if not, how can I preserve her abilities?"
Xu Shulou clenched his fists, thinking of the man who sewed a living person and a beast together under the Colosseum: "You and Shen Zhuang probably have a lot to talk about."
"Chen Zhuang, you guessed wrong. There is nothing to talk about between us," the man shook his head. "He was once my junior apprentice, but he did not agree with the master's philosophy and defected from the sect a long time ago."
"That's a coincidence."
"I know you killed him," the man smiled again, "but don't worry, I have no intention of avenging him."
“…”
Seeing that she didn't say anything, the man asked again: "Do you know why I kidnapped you?"
Xu Shulou was annoyed: "Because I'm beautiful?"
The man shook his head: "Think about what you and Yu Qishuang have in common?"
"That's not hard to guess," Xu Shulou looked out the window at the sky, "under 300 years old, he cultivated to the point of overcoming the tribulation."
"Smart, what's the word for that? Oh, right, amazing talent, that's how it describes people like you," the man stood in front of the window with his back to her, "Some people may not be able to enter the Tribulation Crossing Stage even after practicing diligently for thousands of years, but you, the extremely talented cultivators, can easily improve your realm, how come?"
"Some people?" Xu Shulou raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Including you?"
"Shut up!" The man's expression suddenly changed. "The way of heaven is unfair. It favors you darlings and allows you to smoothly overcome the tribulations and become immortals. Then I will artificially create some tribulations for you. Isn't that fair?"
"So you are jealous of our talents?" Xu Shulou laughed with an ambiguous tone, "Don't you also have a talent, a talent for studying puppets?"
"This kind of talent won't help me ascend to immortality," the man stared at the expression on her face, as if trying to discern whether there was any irony in it, "Besides, that's not my talent, it's my master's talent."
"Your master?"
"When he was still alive, he didn't allow us to do such evil things. Relying only on selling some wooden and stone puppets to Qingcheng Sect to earn spirit stones, isn't that a waste of his talent?" The man looked at his hands, "So I stole the notes that he was originally going to burn."
Xu Shulou was not interested in his mental journey: "How many puppets have you made?"
"If you count, there are three."
The other two were naturally the two who attacked her last night. Xu Shulou only recognized Yu Qishuang, but he couldn't think of any genius cultivator in the world of cultivation who had used the Hunyuan Hammer as a magic weapon. Maybe they were cultivators who practiced silently in some corner, and were about to become famous all over the world, but were forced to die just when they entered the tribulation period.
She looked at the man and asked, "How did you know that I have reached the Tribulation Crossing Stage?"
"I have my own way."
Xu Shulou lowered his eyes and thought quickly about his current situation: "You said you wanted to create disasters for us cultivators. If you kill me directly, what kind of disaster is this? It's better to say that you just want to kill."
The man shook his head: "Don't provoke me, it's useless. Let me put it this way, it will take me about a month to prepare the materials for you. If you can escape from here during this month, it will be considered a great achievement, hahahaha."
As he spoke, he burst into laughter, certain that Xu Shulou could not escape from the dangerous area guarded by two puppets in the Tribulation Crossing Stage.
Xu Shulou shook his wrist at him: "My spiritual power is sealed, are you still worried about unlocking the shackles for me?"
The man took a step back and said cautiously, "After I leave, I will ask Yu Qishuang to untie it for you. Don't even think about it while I'm here."
Xu Shulou raised his eyebrows: "You are so scared, what is your cultivation level?"
The man snorted coldly but did not answer: "You should take a good rest, but please do not die before I start refining the puppet."
He left in a hurry, leaving Xu Shulou lying on the bed and sighing. There is only one pervert in the world, but she is the only one who has met eight.
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