Chapter 60 I Have Broken the Realm
When Xie Kaishan heard the unique sound of the Qishan Jade Bone Flute, he knew it was Song Jinshu's doing.
She was about to follow the sound to find him, but she saw a huge black ship breaking through the water and all the evil cultivators came out.
Saving her little girl was more important than beating up the scumbag and the mistress. But the puppet stopped her: "I'll save her, and you go get your revenge."
Xie Kaishan thought it was ridiculous. How could she possibly entrust her best friend to a puppet?
The puppet stared into her eyes and said slowly, "I will rescue Xiaoyuan unharmed. You beat up those two bastards and capture them."
The cold voice seemed to echo in his skull. Xie Kaishan felt dizzy and thought the puppet's words were very convincing. When he came to his senses, he had already flown to the front of the restaurant on the clouds and kicked open the door of the private room.
Looking back now, it felt like I was possessed.
But the people have arrived and the door has been kicked down, so we can only deal with this gay couple first.
"Kaishan, wait a moment, let's talk it over!" Song Jinshu said in a lost voice.
While hurriedly making hand gestures and casting a golden shield, he just managed to cover the Son of God before Xie Kaishan's leg swept over him, but he was hit himself.
A cultivator in the Jindan stage has skin of steel and bones, and his body is his weapon. A kick he throws is like a powerful gust of wind sweeping across.
Song Jinshu's chest shook violently, as if it was hit by a huge hammer. With several "crackling" sounds, several ribs broke and pierced into his internal organs. At the same time, his whole body flew out, hit the wall heavily, and then fell to the ground.
He covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Holy Son of Fengyue Sect hurried over, knelt down and shook his hand: "Jinshu... Jinshu... why didn't you block it? With your level of cultivation, you shouldn't have been hurt..."
Several cracks also appeared on the golden shield in front of him, extending continuously like cracks on ice. The golden light flickered and swayed like a candle in the wind, and it was obvious that it could not hold out for much longer.
Song Jinshu shook his head helplessly: "I feel guilty towards her, this is what I deserve."
He looked at Qingmei and said bitterly, "Kaishan, you really used all your strength..."
Xie Kaishan looked at the glaring scarlet.
She and Song Jinshu grew up together. Looking at his appearance, it would be self-deception to say that there was no ripple in his heart.
Disappointment, anger, hatred, indignation at the lack of resistance, and a little remaining warmth and bitterness from the past, all came flooding in like a tide.
She nearly gnashed her teeth to pieces as she sneered, "You still expect me to show mercy? What's with the Qishan Jade Bone Flute?"
"So you came here by following the sound of the flute..." Song Jinshu lowered his eyes.
"I thought I had misheard, but it was really you!" Xie Kaishan asked, "Did you let those evil cultivators in?"
Song Jinshu lowered his head even more: "It's my fault, I will take full responsibility. My death is not a pity. What happened between you and me has nothing to do with others. Please let Ah Feng go..."
"Have you been so fucked up that you've lost your soul?" Xie Kaishan couldn't help but curse. "You stole the Jade Bone Flute and helped that filthy fellow to harm our sect. Where does that leave your grandmother? Where does that leave your Song family?"
The Holy Son stared at the pink-dressed woman with a vicious look, like a venomous snake with its head held high and its tongue spitting out its tongue. But when he opened his mouth, tears welled up in his eyes, and he was pitiful and delicate: "Miss Xie, if you want to hate someone, then hate me. I was the one who provoked him first, and he was trying to help me... Please, for the sake of our friendship since childhood, let him go. Miss Xie, you can take out your anger on Ah Feng. You can kill or chop her up as you please..."
"Okay." Xie Kaishan raised his hand and swung his iron palm, slapping the face of the male cultivator from Fengyue Sect.
Although he was hit by the golden shield, he was still knocked to the ground, his ears buzzing and his cheeks bulging.
Xie Kaishan hit him back with another harder blow, causing blood and saliva to flow out from the corners of his mouth.
Just as she was about to fight again, a green figure flashed over and grabbed her wrist: "Kaishan, that's enough!"
Song Jinshu glared at his former childhood sweetheart and said, "If you want to hit me, hit me!"
Xie Kaishan slapped him on the handsome face without hesitation.
Song Jinshu was stunned.
Xie Kaishan slapped him left and right, slapping him more than a dozen times in a row, and then punched the golden shield in front of Ah Feng. There was a "clang" sound as if ice and tiles were breaking, and the shield was completely shattered.
Without the protection of the magic shield, the Son of God no longer cared about pretending to be weak. A pair of golden bracelets on his wrists flew out, instantly becoming as big as necklaces, and hit the woman in the face.
Xie Kaishan did not dodge or evade. He concentrated his mind and practiced his internal energy. Golden light flowed around his body. The golden ring hit her nose bridge, making a loud "clang" sound.
The golden ring was bounced away, circled in the air, and suddenly turned into countless golden needles that stabbed towards her.
There was a sound of "ding ding dang dang", and golden needles hit her head and body like a heavy rain, but she was unharmed.
Ah Feng's face changed suddenly. That was the magic weapon that the sect leader gave him to save his life. It was a top-grade earth-level magic weapon. It could easily deal with ordinary magicians and martial artists in the Spirit Transformation Stage.
Who would have thought that he couldn't do anything to a mere Jindan stage cultivator.
Xie Kaishan smiled and picked up his collar, like a chicken: "Do you think we physical cultivators are here to eat and do nothing?"
She started to train her body and practice hard skills when she was four or five years old. She was hit by hammers every day. It was common for her skin to be torn and bones to be broken. She used herself as a weapon to forge a body of iron and steel.
Although he is at the Golden Core stage in terms of cultivation level, he is invulnerable to swords and spears and can easily withstand an earth-level attack magic weapon.
Shengzi's face turned pale. "You...you're not going to save your friend? She's on the flower boat, right? Jinshu always said that Miss Xie was loyal and righteous, but it turns out that in your eyes, avenging the loss of your love is more important than saving your friend."
Xie Kaishan slapped him in the face, causing his nose to become crooked and two teeth to fall out.
"Are you still dreaming of your grand life?" Xie Kaishan carried him to the window.
The Son of God glanced in the direction of the huge black ship and his expression suddenly changed.
Only a few of the evil cultivators who had swarmed like locusts were left, and they fled in all directions. A ghostly swordsman in red chased them and killed them one by one.
Who is this person? When did the Yunyu Sect have such a powerful figure?
Letting the evil cultivators in to plunder and kill was only the first step in the plan. The Sect Master and the Xuanyi Sect's men were probably almost at the Yunyu Sect's territory, but he had failed...
Thinking of the sect leader's cruel and inhumane methods, he began to tremble like a sieve.
"Let me break all your bones first," Xie Kaishan said, "where should I start?"
The Son of God looked ashen.
He didn't want to die, he had to escape. Before the sect leader arrived, he had to find a way to get away and leave the Yunyu Sect as soon as possible.
If you want to escape, you have to get rid of this stupid woman first.
He turned to look at Song Jinshu and pleaded pitifully: "Jinshu, save me..."
Xie Kaishan put his fingers together as a knife and struck him lightly on the shoulder. With a "crack", the Holy Son wailed, "Jinshu, save me quickly——"
"Kaishan, stop!"
Xie Kaishan hit the male cultivator's upper arm again, and the bone broke.
Song Jinshu gritted his teeth, took out a jade flute from his bosom, put it to his lips, and began to play it with trembling hands.
Xie Kaishan was stunned when he saw the jade flute.
This jade flute is Song Jinshu's natal magic weapon.
The beautiful flute sound flowed out and penetrated into Xie Kaishan's ears. She felt a splitting headache and unconsciously let go of the hand holding the Son of God. Her knees trembled and she almost couldn't stand.
The golden light flowing on the skin suddenly dimmed.
The Holy Son's pupils shrank, and he concentrated his spiritual power to activate the magic weapon. The golden needles that fell to the ground instantly combined into golden rings and hit Xie Kaishan's heart heavily.
This time he finally heard the sound of broken bones, and Xie Kaishan was knocked back a few steps.
With one successful strike, the golden light surrounding the body cultivator completely disappeared.
The golden rings scattered into golden needles in mid-air and flew towards her.
Xie Kaishan felt as if her flesh and blood were pierced by countless long needles, one of which seemed to have pierced her heart.
It was nothing, she was used to enduring pain, she could bear it.
Another kind of pain is worse than physical pain.
She felt as if a sharp claw had torn a crack in her heart, and air was leaking out.
Song Jinshu saw her pained expression and a look of pity appeared on his face. The Holy Son saw it and said hurriedly: "Jinshu, please don't stop, otherwise we won't be able to escape even if we have wings!"
Song Jinshu hesitated slightly, then closed his eyes so as not to look at Qingmei and continued playing.
It turned out that it was not the sound of the wind, but the sound of the jade flute, Xie Kaishan thought in a trance.
She was so familiar with this jade flute that when she saw it just now, she felt as if she had met an old friend, and the corners of her lips curled up involuntarily.
The memories related to this jade flute are almost the brightest color in her entire childhood and adolescence.
Every evening, when she finished her exercises and soaked in the medicine pool waiting for her bones and flesh to heal, Song Jinshu would quietly sneak over, sit by the pool, and play a gentle tune with the jade flute.
The melody of water is like a warm spring breeze, which can soothe her pain.
But now the tune played by the flute was specifically designed to counter her martial arts skills.
It hurts so much, I feel so unwilling.
Her body reacted before her mind, and she reached into her arms and grabbed something cool and smooth.
She remembered that it was a spirit bag containing a poisonous insect, which contained the Heart-Returning Gu that she had caught in the Gu Forest.
Just rip open the fish's belly and plant the Heart-Returning Gu...
She clutched the spirit bag tightly, feeling the insect hitting her palm, as if it was encouraging her.
She took out the spirit bag and threw it out of the window with all her strength.
The spirit bag entered the water, turned into a small silver fish and disappeared in the waves.
"Song Jinshu." She looked at the person who was the most familiar and yet the most unfamiliar.
Song Jinshu suddenly opened his eyes and met her bright eyes.
Her eyes were as sharp as a blade, as if cutting something off.
"You're not worth it," she said calmly.
She closed her eyes, concentrated and held her breath, forcing her spiritual power to circulate despite the sound of the flute. It felt like tearing herself into countless pieces and then putting herself back together.
As the body shattered, the thing that was clogged in the chest like wet mud also dissipated.
Then, a steady stream of spiritual power began to flow into her broken and dried-up veins. She felt the vastness of heaven and earth, and the boy's obsession was like a wisp of smoke or a drop of water, dissipating in the vast sea of sky and wind.
The Holy Son of Fengyue Sect had a feeling that something was wrong, so he activated his magic weapon again. The blood-stained golden needle flew up again, heading towards the woman who was riddled with wounds, and was about to pierce her again.
However, she suddenly opened her eyes, and spiritual patterns suddenly appeared on her forehead. Suddenly, golden light shone brightly around her body, and all the golden needles melted in the light.
Xie Kaishan rolled up his sleeves, revealing the colorful tattoos on his arms: "Thank you, you two bastards, for helping me gain enlightenment. I have finally achieved a breakthrough!"
Not only did he break through the realm, he also crossed four small realms.
"To repay you two, I will now let you taste the fists and feet of a Nascent Soul Third Stage cultivator."
As she spoke, she kicked Song Jinshu's jade flute and broke it, then picked up the two men, one in each hand.
The restaurant owner was listening to the noise in the private room upstairs and didn't dare to breathe.
The man's shrill screams were mixed with the sound of broken bones, but there was hardly any sound of tables and chairs being damaged.
After a while, a small, round-faced girl came down the stairs dragging two unrecognizable objects in her hands.
The boss looked at the girl tremblingly. Her clothes were torn and bloodstained, and the original color could no longer be seen. Her sleeves were rolled up high, revealing the patterns on her arms.
But that face was as pretty and cheerful as a porcelain doll, with round and bright eyes and cheeks as rosy as apples.
The boss was a little confused.
The girl put down the humanoid object in her hand, took out two jade slips from her bosom and threw them to the shopkeeper, smiling sweetly: "Shopkeeper, I'm sorry for breaking some of your things. This is to compensate you."
Before he could come to his senses, she walked out dragging the two lumps with one hand.
Xie Kaishan dragged the last remaining dog man out of the restaurant and took out his communication device to send a message to Su Xiaoyuan, but no one responded for a long time.
Feeling uneasy, she continued to cast spells, and after a while the call was finally connected.
A friend's tearful voice came from the other side: "Kaishan, my puppet is injured..."
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