Chapter 154: The Malicious Love Obsession in Xianxia (16)

Chapter 154: The Obsessive Love Fool in Xianxia (16)

Once outside, Wang Dao finally understood what the Fairy had meant earlier.

He had felt something strange all along, as if something was following him.

But Wang Dao never expected that so many people were actually tailing him!

Many of them were familiar faces—those who had given him friendly smiles during the auction...

"Kid, that's quite a haul you've got there. Think you can manage all that?"

"You seem to be carrying quite a few treasures, huh?"

Surrounded by the crowd, even a fool could tell—these people were here to rob him!

Wang Dao widened his eyes in disbelief. This was nothing like the stories he’d heard! Weren’t cultivators supposed to be righteous figures who robbed the rich to aid the poor and were defenders of justice?

"You... you all..."

"As cultivators, how can you prey on the weak and rob ordinary people so brazenly?"

Staring at the malicious intent in their eyes, especially the bizarre weapons in their hands, Wang Dao couldn’t help but take a step back, his voice growing smaller.

"Hah—" A man wearing a one-eyed mask sneered. "A fat lamb like you, handed to us on a silver platter—if we don’t take a bite, we’d be defying heaven’s will."

This man was none other than the infamous One-Eyed Rogue. Though just a rogue cultivator with no sect affiliation, he had somehow inherited the techniques of some renowned master, making his methods particularly ruthless. The way he looked at Wang Dao now was like a predator eyeing prey.

"Kid, be smart about this. Hand over everything you’ve got, and maybe we’ll leave your corpse intact," another burly man barked, his voice booming like rolling thunder.

The commotion jolted Wang Dao to his core.

Suddenly, the Fairy's words from earlier burned through his mind...

"Then run faster."

Run faster...

Summoning all his strength, Wang Dao turned and fled like his life depended on it!

"You think you can escape?" Eyes locked on Wang Dao's fleeing form, the One-Eyed Wanderer was the first to leap forward, covering ten zhang (about 30 meters) in a single stride, instantly appearing behind Wang Dao!

"Hehehe, prepare to die!"

The force of his palm strike was about to land on Wang Dao's shoulder when suddenly—*thud*—the expected bloody scene didn't occur. Instead, a colossal behemoth erupted into existence behind Wang Dao!

The massive entity was entirely silver-gray, its material unknown. Yet, the One-Eyed Wanderer's strike, at the peak of Foundation Establishment, left only a faint mark.

And there, seated on the giant's shoulder, sat Tang Qing.

Her raven-black hair cascaded to her waist, her expression cold and unreadable, her eyes devoid of any emotion.

Such a petite figure, seated atop the sudden behemoth, created a stark contrast between the two.

Despite her slender frame, in this moment of crisis, Tang Qing loomed large in Wang Dao's eyes.

Muttering, he whispered, "Fairy..."

Tang Qing glanced at him and drawled, "Didn't I tell you to run faster?"

"No use running faster!"

Hearing the conversation between the two, the One-Eyed Wanderer sneered, "Little girl, do you know them?"

"No."

"If you don’t know them, then you’re here to steal our business." The One-Eyed Wanderer returned to his group, his tone venomous. "Bold of you to try snatching jobs from so many of us all by yourself."

The burly man in the crowd impatiently cut in, "Why waste words on her?"

"She’s just an early-stage Qi Refining cultivator, playing with a slightly bigger toy."

"With so many of us here, any one of us can handle her."

Seemingly displeased with the One-Eyed Wanderer’s sluggish pace, the burly man clasped his hands together, and a massive golden palm materialized behind him. "Thousand Buddha’s Great Palm!"

Recognizing the technique, the crowd finally realized—this man was none other than the infamous Diamond Demon Monk. Rumors had it he’d been eliminated by the Demonic Sect long ago, yet here he was, alive and well.

"Da Mao, attack!"

In a flash, Tang Qing’s puppet lunged forward!

The sudden speed of the puppet startled everyone.

Since when do puppets move that fast?!

But the real shock came next. The Thousand Buddha’s Great Palm was the Diamond Demon Monk’s signature move, yet the puppet took the hit without a scratch!

What the hell is this thing made of?

Its defense was insane!

Within moments, the girl’s puppet had already traded dozens of hits with the Diamond Demon Monk. The longer the fight dragged on, the faster the puppet became!

Unthinkable—a hunk like this moving so fast through mere mechanisms!

Moreover, as time passed, the Diamond Demon Monk’s spiritual energy gradually waned, while the puppet showed no signs of fatigue. Even the faint scratches left on its body slowly faded.

Not only was its defense formidable, but its movements were also freakishly agile.

Even the Diamond Demon Monk, renowned for his brute strength, couldn’t gain the slightest advantage.

"Da Mao, rip him to pieces."

The girl spoke softly, and at her command, the puppet named Da Mao sped up again!

Caught off guard, the Diamond Demon Monk’s arm was seized by the puppet.

Before he could react, a scream tore through the air—his entire arm was ripped clean off!

Hot blood sprayed through the air, splattering across Tang Qing’s face...

She didn’t even flinch. She merely blinked and uttered coldly, "Now the other arm."

"N-no… please don’t—"

The Diamond Demon Monk paled in horror, enduring the agony as he begged, "Fairy, spare me!"

The puppet gave him no chance to plead further—its movements were far too swift!

Another arm was ripped clean off in the blink of an eye.

The puppet held up the two bloody arms, then carelessly flung them away. The arms fell to the ground, fingers still twitching. The puppet took a step forward and stomped on them mercilessly!

In an instant, it was nothing but a pulpy mess of flesh and blood!

Where the hell did this little freak come from, going at it so viciously?

The Diamond Demon Monk was a seasoned body cultivator—legendary for his close combat skills. But here? He didn’t stand a damn chance!

Instead, he’d had both arms ripped off by his opponent!

This kind of brutality was downright unheard of. Even in life-and-death battles, such savage and ruthless methods were seldom seen.

Seeing the Diamond Demon Monk get manhandled like a damn ragdoll sent chills through the bandits!

"Kid, you don’t even know this brat. What’s in it for you?" The One-Eyed Wanderer’s eyes flickered as he spoke slowly, "Sticking your neck out for some nobody—really?"

Tang Qing: "Nope."

The One-Eyed Wanderer’s eyes instantly lit up with delight. He hurriedly said, "Then why—"

"But I feel like it."

Her tone was calm and steady as Tang Qing sat atop the puppet’s shoulder. "You got a damn problem with that?"

Wang Dao had been standing to the side, staring blankly at Tang Qing’s figure. A few drops of blood had landed on her cheek, strikingly vivid against her pale skin. Her cold, detached stare radiated sheer dominance.

Wang Dao’s heart hammered in his chest—this was the legendary immortal he’d been searching for!

"Hah, listen, kid, no disrespect, but you really think you can take all of us?"

Seeing Tang Qing wasn’t budging, threats or sweet talk be damned, the One-Eyed Wanderer decided not to waste any more time. He signaled to the others, "Take her down—now!"

"You cocky little brat! Let’s see how tough that puppet really is!"

"Hell yeah! Swarm her—we’ll grind her into dust!"

In a heartbeat, they rushed her from all sides, surrounding Tang Qing and Wang Dao.

"Stop!"

Right as the first thug lunged for Wang Dao, another voice rang out across the battlefield—clear and resonant. A sword flashed into existence, cutting straight through the chaos.

Si Yin, watching from the shadows, cursed under his breath: *Damn it!*

Him again!

Always swooping in to steal the damn spotlight!