Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 117 Duel On The Small Path In Mount Mei

Dusk was coming, and snow flakes were dancing above the tree branches. Layers of clouds spread for thousands of miles, and a few figures were walking along the snow caked path along Mount Mei.

Ye Que patted Red Bean, who was on his back, signaling that she could get down now.

He estimated that they were a thousand steps away from the mindless man in a mink coat. He looked very far away from them, but to a pract.i.tioner, especially a monster who was at least at Starburst Realm level, it was a dangerous distance.

"Do you want to use my umbrella?" Red Bean asked a little worriedly as he looked at the mindless man a thousand steps away from them. "Why don't we just go? We'll look for him again when I've regained my skills. You're just at Psychic Realm level and it'll be a little difficult for you to handle a hunter."

"Are you looking down on me?"

"I'm also a pract.i.tioner."

"Don't forget, it was me who carried you out of the Imperial Mausoleum of the ley lines of sovereignty."

Ye Que's brows leaped. It was a shameful thing to a normal man for a woman to tell him that he would find something hard to do, especially if it was a woman or a maiden he cared about.

"I'm not looking down on you, I just really think that it's going to be hard for you," Red Bean said with a serious expression on her face. "This person's level of cultivation is at Starburst Realm at the very least, and he could even possibly be halfway onto the Heaven Phase Realm. You'll be courting death if you do this on your own. Even if I recovered all of my skills, it would be hard to say if I could win decisively. Perhaps, you don't understand what hunters are and don't understand their terrifying nature..."

It was rare for Red Bean to be this chatty.

Ye Que, on the other hand, seemed to be completely oblivious to what Red Bean was saying. Instead, he was staring at the mindless man a thousand steps away from them. "Say, do you think if the mink coat on that person will be warm and fuzzy?"

"There has just been huge snowfall deep in Mount Mei, and temperature will definitely fall again."

"How about I s.n.a.t.c.h it over from him?"

"You could really use it now."

Suddenly, Red Bean reached her hand out to grab hold of Ye Que's shirt. Her expression had changed slightly.

Unexpectedly, Ye Que blinked upon seeing her expression and patted the back of her arm lightly. "Don't worry, I'm going to try. Don't you think I can run away from him if I can't beat him?"

"Also, you haven't seen me in a fight."

"I'm pretty good!"

As he spoke, Ye Que even remembered to point to his arms. He was trying to show Red Bean the two small b.u.mps on his arms as proof of his strength.

The simple action was not funny, but somehow Red Bean laughed. It was a faint laugh, but to Ye Que, it made her incredibly beautiful.

This faint smile seemed to brush away the coldness on the snow caked path they were walking on. It washed the blood away from the end of the path, the gloomy clouds that had just condensed, and even dissolved the killing intent on both sides of the pathway with an invisible force.

The mindless person in the mink coat had long seen them and sensed the overwhelming murderous intent on Ye Que and Red Bean. However, it const.i.tuted no pressure to him, and secondly, he was too lazy to be bothered by such small fries. His time was precious, and he had a task to complete. It was a huge physical undertaking to be a mowing man.

He started from You Prefecture and traversed a radius of hundreds of miles, climbing a thousand more mountains and walking past countless roads. Who knew how many had snuck into the gra.s.s? The task of a mowing man was to quickly mow down all of the left over gra.s.s.

350 thousand blades of "gra.s.s".

None of them could be left.

It was a demanding task, so he did not have time to waste on other things. Even if they were things he could accomplish easily, he could not waste any effort on them, for example in the wine shop earlier on. Normally, he would have killed everyone in the hall, so that there would not be any loose ends left, but today, he did not have the time for that.

He did not even have time to turn his head back to see the black flames of the hall and whether the bodies had been completely burned to a crisp. As long as he was certain that all of the soldiers' souls had been absorbed in the small white flag, his task would be complete. Then, his "mowing" would be complete.

"It's said that monsters are extremely powerful, and those that are described in books are terrifying. Today, I want to see for myself what right they have to represent the concept of fear!"

The violent man in a mink coat stood barehanded at the end of the path.

Likewise, Ye Que remained barehanded. He placed one foot on the ground and shook his sleeves before shooting out into the air like an arrow. Each step he took created a puff of snow, and he covered a distance of about three meters with each step. He was only one person, but it felt as though there was an army of thousands behind him.

Snow flakes began to fly.

The ground trembled slightly.

Ye Que's figure was not burly, and his expression was not sinister, but the aura he generated while barehanded was overwhelming!

Perhaps, the killing intent of the violent man in a mink coat was stirred by Ye Que's decision. He grunted coldly as he stood at the end of the path and clenched his fists tightly. He used his body as a hub, generating an invisible force field 10 steps around him.

The man in the mink coat stood absolutely still and did not try to stop Ye Que from charging over. He did not bother to ask Ye Que for his motive of trying to kill him. In his eyes, it was not necessary to reason with the dead. The weak had no right to leave parting words behind, especially such audacious and inexperienced small fry.

How long has it been since someone dared to charge at him?

And unarmed, to boot!

"You're just a young boy at the Psychic Realm, who gave you such guts!"

In the North of You Prefecture, and even the entire You Prefecture, even the governor had to show him Lei Sihai some respect if they saw him standing there. He was an elder of Pavilion of Wind and Thunder. His level of cultivation aside, just his post alone was higher than what most people could imagine themselves ever having.

Ye Que covered the distance of a thousand steps between them within 10 breath cycles.

Ye Que could already see the force field in front of Lei Sihai clearly when he was just 50 steps away. It was a ring of invisible Spiritual Force that acted as a barrier, and ripples of energy could be seen on it. If he had guessed correctly, this was power from the Pseudo Realm of a body cultivator.

Power from the True Realm was more intense and greater than that of Lei Sihai's.

Ye Que could also infer from this that Lei Sihai had not really entered Formless Realm. It was easy to embark on the path of body cultivation but hard for one to progress. Progressing from Starburst to Formless Realm was a dead end for many of them, and many ended stuck at the same level for the rest of their lives?

Lei Sihai did not move. He looked at Ye Que and did not even raise his fingers, seemingly very confident of the power from his Pseudo Realm skills. He believed that just the recoil from their clash was enough to injure Ye Que.

It was a simple punch!

Ye Que traversed the distance between them and smashed his fist containing immense power onto Lei Sihai's Pseudo Realm.

A huge sound rang across the entire mountain pa.s.s.

Even the surrounding branches began to shake, releasing a ball of snow.

The sound of the barrier-shattering did not come as Ye Que had expected. A ripple-like wave appeared before him, and the momentum of the punch he made at full strength was dissolved into thin air without even having touched the corner of Lei Sihai's clothes.

The corners of Lei Sihai's lips moved slightly, as if he was taunting Ye Que. Both of them were cultivators, but his opponent was making a fool of himself!

Lei Sihai gently lifted his index and middle fingers to form the shape of a sword, just like he had done in the liquor store. The speed of this attack was not great, but it shot toward Ye Que's forehead at an incredibly stable pace, as if he wanted to end the fight with one attack!

(The first chapter today.)