When it came to playing tricky moves, Yan Shouyi was only on the second level, while Long Feicheng was on the ninth.
It was a trick only Long Feicheng could have come up with: using Huang Sipi’s foul fart to force out Chu Liang’s true form.
Though this method was crude, it seemed simple and effective, leaving no room for argument.
Zhao Yiyao, the tough girl, didn’t hesitate. She immediately shouted to Huang Sipi, “Huang Sipi, do as he says!”
Huang Sipi, with a very human-like look of disdain, glared at Long Feicheng. It was a dignified Great Immortal Huang, possessing countless skills, yet this brat only asked it to fart.
Huang Sipi, being a weasel, had gas stored within its body, ready to be used as a weapon at any time. So, upon receiving Zhao Yiyao’s command, Huang Sipi rushed directly towards the seven Chu Liangs. With a stylish flick of its tail, it presented its rear to them, then curled its tail and spread its behind. DaFeng Novel Network.
“Everyone, cover your noses and mouths!” Yan Shouyi quickly reminded them.
The others, realizing belatedly, covered their mouths and noses, and instinctively took half a step back.
Pffft!!!!
A thunderous farting sound erupted. A gust of wind even blew through the enclosed tea house as yellow gas sprayed from Huang Sipi’s rear, engulfing all seven Chu Liangs!
The stench was like a cloud, clinging to Chu Liang and the others, refusing to dissipate, and even stinging their eyes.
Yan Shouyi and the others, merely watching from the outside, could already feel the terrifying odor, their eyes involuntarily tearing up.
Let’s see how long this Chu Liang could hold out!
After more than twenty seconds, one of the Chu Liangs hiding in the back finally couldn’t take it. He began to cough violently, tears streaming down his face, his complexion turning a deep purple!
“Found you!” Wang Jiwang shouted excitedly.
However, among the many people present, no one was willing to step forward and attack Chu Liang.
That persistent yellow stench was simply too daunting.
“Go on, why aren’t you going?” Wang Jiwang asked.
Luo Ning said coldly, “I don’t want to be tainted by that smell; it won’t leave for days and nights.”
“…”
Finally, Chu Liang himself couldn’t stand it anymore and stumbled out of the stench.
As soon as he emerged from the gaseous area, before his vision could even recover, he was met head-on by a heavy punch from Yan Shouyi!
Bang!
The punch, aimed directly at his face, sent Chu Liang tumbling to the ground, dazed and disoriented.
He Xiping suddenly threw his Divine Immortal Rope. The rope seemed to have eyes of its own, automatically wrapping around Chu Liang’s hands and feet, binding him into a tight bundle with such speed that Chu Liang had no time to react.
“With my Divine Immortal Rope, the more you struggle, the tighter it binds. Chu Liang won’t escape this time!” He Xiping sighed in relief.
With Chu Liang captured, his paper figures also fell one by one, eventually turning into a pile of scrap paper. Yan Shouyi stepped forward and easily burned them away with a single flame.
Only then could he be sure that the person they had captured was the real Chu Liang!
“This is the real Chu Liang?” Zhao Yiyao asked in surprise. “He doesn’t seem as strong as I imagined.”
A Gong explained, “Chu Liang started learning late and isn’t very skilled. Compared to us, his only advantage is his age. He likes controlling paper figures, but his own strength isn’t great. Furthermore, with him distracted by controlling other paper figures, he has even less time to react.”
“Keep a close watch. Be careful he hasn’t prepared any backup,” Yan Shouyi warned.
Of course, everyone dared not underestimate Chu Liang. Luo Ning dispatched her zombie, Zhao Yiyao sent out Huang Sipi, A Gong deployed several paper figures to keep watch, and Yan Shouyi sent Zhu Shanzao.
As for Long Feicheng, he sent himself.
He Xiping, having narrowly escaped death, felt fortunate. As he expressed his gratitude to Yan Shouyi, he noticed Huang Yishan, who was hiding beside Zhao Yiyao.
Seeing Chu Liang subdued, Huang Yishan rushed to He Xiping’s side, her face full of concern. “Are you alright? Are you injured?”
He Xiping shook his head and gently touched Huang Yishan’s face. “I’m fine. And you?”
Huang Yishan was, of course, unharmed. However, she had just witnessed events that shattered her past understanding and was still a bit overwhelmed.
Seeing this, He Xiping sighed softly. “I don’t want you to be involved in a world that doesn’t belong to you. I failed to protect you… After this, perhaps we should part ways. Otherwise, I will bring you a lot of trouble, even endanger your life.”
After all, Chu Liang’s target this time was Huang Yishan. If Yan Shouyi and the others hadn’t arrived, Huang Yishan might not have survived the night.
He Xiping was unwilling to drag Huang Yishan into further danger.
Yan Shouyi, standing nearby, sighed inwardly. This might be why most folk sects ended up alone.
Their lives were too different from ordinary people’s. If they couldn’t find someone within their own circle, they would likely bring disaster upon their loved ones for a lifetime.
To everyone’s surprise, Huang Yishan did not insist on staying with He Xiping.
She simply watched him, tears flowing silently.
This, however, brought a sigh of relief to He Xiping. He smiled slightly and said to Huang Yishan, “Actually, I came here today specifically to break up with you. You have a brighter future ahead of you and shouldn’t waste it on me.”
Huang Yishan was already sobbing uncontrollably, but she still did not speak to ask him to stay.
The crowd watched in silence. Not all stories had perfect endings; life was always filled with regrets.
Their separation was the best outcome. Huang Yishan would no longer be in danger, and He Xiping would no longer have a weakness.
At this moment, Yan Shouyi felt fortunate that Lin Zitong was of the same kind as him. Their lives were inherently filled with thorns, and only by walking hand-in-hand and overcoming obstacles together did they have a chance to reach the end of their lives.
He Xiping took Huang Yishan aside to comfort her, while the others regained their composure and decided how to deal with Chu Liang.
Chu Liang, at this point, still had tears streaming from his eyes, but his anger and regret were written all over his face.
How could I lose to a bunch of young brats?!
And lose to a fart at that!!
This was simply against all reason!
Chu Liang had not displayed his true strength tonight. If he had faced Yan Shouyi in a one-on-one duel, Chu Liang wouldn’t have even considered Yan Shouyi a threat.
But alas, Yan Shouyi had brought so many people with him. Chu Liang had no choice but to use his paper figure clones, which ultimately led him to dig his own grave and lose in such a humiliating manner to Yan Shouyi and his companions.
Unwilling to accept defeat, Chu Liang struggled continuously, but the Divine Immortal Rope tightened with each struggle, eventually constricting him to the point where he could barely breathe.
“Stop struggling, or you’ll die,” Zhao Yiyao taunted.
Yan Shouyi used his foot to turn Chu Liang over, then squatted beside him and said, “By the way, besides being young, we have another advantage: there are many of us.”
“So many of you ganging up on me, this is an unfair victory!” Chu Liang cursed furiously.
“Old man, do you think this is a wrestling match? This is a fight for our lives, who cares about your rules? We have numbers. If you’re not happy, go call for backup. If you’re my brother, come bite me!?” Long Feicheng’s words were a direct blow to the heart.
Chu Liang gritted his teeth in anger, wishing he could shatter them to express his fury.
Wang Jiwang directly raised his cleaver, aiming for Chu Liang’s neck. “Why waste words on him? Let me chop off his head first!”
“Patience!”
Yan Shouyi stopped Wang Jiwang and said, “Don’t you guys want to know why the New Xuan Mountain Sect and Chu Liang were chasing Wang Zilai and He Xiping?”