Headless Immortal

Chapter 98 Killing the Monster and Removing its Head

The sorceress Zheng flipped her hand and took out a bronze mirror, chanting, "Big fish, big fish..."

A golden carp was reflected in the bronze mirror, and the carp opened its mouth and spat out light that struck the gem on the Living Buddha's forehead.

The Living Buddha, whose body was as large as a small mountain, staggered and covered his eyes with his huge, winnowing-basket-like hands.

"good chance."

Li Song thrust his spear forward.

The Tiger Head Spear weighs seventy-eight jin and is forged from fine iron. No fewer than thirty skilled fighters have fallen to this spear, all of whom were well-known figures in Jiangbei.

The Wuwei Escort Agency once recruited him, offering him the position of chief escort, but he declined and returned to Jiujiang to open his own escort agency and martial arts school. At this age, it was the perfect time to establish himself and make a name for himself.

"Soul-breaking!"

The Living Buddha tried to grab the spearhead with his giant hand, but the fine iron tiger-head spear was like a tiger leaping across a ravine or a giant python crossing a path. It wrapped around his elbow and thrust into the spearhead through the gaps in the tortoise shell.

With a thud, the spearhead pierced straight into the Living Buddha's shoulder.

Li Song twisted the spear shaft, seemingly intending to pierce through the wound and dissipate the force.

The Living Buddha gripped the spear shaft with his left hand and chopped down with his right fist. With a snap, the tiger-headed spear broke in two. Holding onto the broken shaft, he pulled it into his arms.

Li Song was horrified. He immediately let go, but the Living Buddha's iron fist was already close at hand. He mustered his inner energy and used his arms to defend and block.

Bang.

He was sent flying backward and crashed to the ground, rolling several feet before coming to a stop. When he got up, his arms were limp like willow branches swaying in the wind, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. Li Song looked at his arms and said, "Damn it, I shouldn't have taken off my armor." His face turned pale and he fainted, his fate unknown.

A trickle of blood oozed from the corner of the Living Buddha's mouth, but the Twelve Wrathful Soldiers gave him no chance to continue the pursuit.

"Is it really impossible to control him?"

The county constable on horseback, while marveling, wore an expression of disbelief. Monsters are truly blessed with extraordinary advantages.

Jueming said, "You fought this humble monk for so long with Buddhist teachings and still had the strength to severely injure Benefactor Li. What a pity..."

He is not weak, but the Living Buddha of Taoyuan is stronger.

First, he restrained everyone, then he manipulated Peach Blossom Spring, and then a monster covered the rear, making it impenetrable for ten thousand men. Jueming's eyes gradually showed regret; he had made a mistake.

My master sent him here, not to kill the Living Buddha of Peach Blossom Spring.

He didn't understand his senior's meaning and seemed to have wronged the big turtle.

Just as the Living Buddha of Taoyuan was about to break through the encirclement of the rampaging soldiers, Chen Jing's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

If the Eighth Prince escapes this time, how will he have such a good opportunity next time?

"Control the water."

A water python flew up from the riverbank behind them, then exploded in a ferocious manner.

"Water rocket!"

Dark clouds overhead, a torrential downpour like pear blossoms.

Dense water jets covered the Living Buddha of Taoyuan.

"Mysterious Armor." The Living Buddha curled his arms and raised the Mysterious Armor Shield to block the rain of arrows. Master Chen's expression changed suddenly. The momentum was indeed considerable. The monkey demon's water control technique was remarkable. However, the Xuan Turtle belonged to water, and the water flow nourished the Eighth King's injuries, which may even restore his lost strength.

"Control the water."

The water that had been flowing around the giant turtle re-converged and formed a python.

"Wait, why is the water so murky?" Chen Jing was both surprised and delighted.

This ape demon is something else; it even mixed mud, sand, and stones into the water beforehand.

Lu Xun learned from Gao Xiaowei killing Wu Tongshen that although the Eight Great Kings belong to the water element, turtles and soft-shelled turtles breathe with lungs, not gills, and their lungs will quickly become blocked after being mixed with muddy soup.

No sooner said than done, the seven-foot-tall monster moved, galloping through the mist, water reaching its ankles, and leaped up not far away.

He spun around in the air at a height of 15 feet, and kicked the head of the intercepted spear.

"Roar!"

The intense pain caused the Living Buddha to let out a beastly roar. His shoulder had been pierced through, and his left arm, no longer connected by tendons and bones, drooped down along the shell. His body swayed to the side with the roar, and he was about to fall. The Living Buddha managed to steady himself with his own strength, but the Snow Floss Iron Fist was already aimed at his face.

Lu Xun used the momentum to stop in mid-air and unleashed a full-force attack.

"Collapse of the mountain!"

The Living Buddha twisted his tapir-like nose, contorting his face. Sharp, cone-like fangs stood out from his gaping maw. Multiple eyelids overlapped to form a deep line. His bloodshot eyes glared fiercely as he swung his fist.

Fists clashed. The Living Buddha's copper hammer fist was slow and blunt, grazing the monkey's fur as he dodged to the side. Lu Xun's Yu Rong fist slammed into the Living Buddha's nose with a 'thud,' causing blood to gush out and his nose to tilt to one side. It was as if a dye shop had been converted into a soy sauce shop, with red, white, and green colors mixed together, salty, sour, and spicy, all rolling out at once. He grumbled and spat out a half-bloodied sharp tooth.

The Living Buddha did not relax; he changed his punch to a grab, embracing Lu Xun who was throwing a punch.

Lu Xun remained completely calm. He straightened his arms and grabbed the bronze fist, while his clawed feet wrapped around the Living Buddha's neck. He then threw himself to the ground, and the two monsters fell down together with a 'thud'.

The cross-shaped armbar was formed, and it was broken without the slightest hesitation.

‘Crack’

A crisp sound of bones breaking rang out.

Then a long roar echoed through the gorge, shaking both banks.

Such a terrifying roar seemed inhuman, and even the fully armored government troops trembled with fear.

The young novice monk was so frightened that he closed his eyes tightly and frantically chanted Amitabha Buddha's name.

Chunsheng was slightly better, but he was still trembling like a leaf. He had really underestimated the difficulty of slaying demons and monsters. Seeing such a brutal battle and hearing the terrifying roars, he also wanted to run away.

But he couldn't move. He had to support his senior brother and wait for his master to return. Even though his face was pale and his veins were visible, he still kept his eyes wide open.

……

far away.

The sharp arrowhead was screwed onto the bowstring of the iron-framed bow.

The bow is taut like a full moon, brimming with power.

Whoosh!
The cold arrow aimed straight for Lu Xun's head.

"Don't hurt my third uncle!"

flutter.

An armored figure charged forward, shattering the small round shield on the spot, and the entire figure was sent flying backward.

Lu Xun's golden demonic eyes widened suddenly, his hair stood on end, and he stood up with a swift movement, rushing over to check on Cheng Yan's injuries.

At the same time, another figure stumbled and fell in front of him.

Lu Xun picked up Cheng Yan and pulled open his armor to take a look.

"It pierced his shoulder but didn't hit his lungs. Luckily, he was wearing armor and carrying a shield."

Lao Cheng's voice trembled slightly, but he was still calmer than Lu Xun.

Lu Xun let out a long breath, handed Cheng Yan back to Lao Cheng, and stood up to look at the archery demon.

The Azure-Scaled Monster.

Mr. Ni narrowed his blood-red pupils and sneered, "Unfortunately, you're not dead."

Lu Xun strode forward and said, "You deserve to die!"

"Take the Living Buddha and leave first."

Mr. Ni, covered in fine scales, waved to the monster squad behind him who were carrying the Living Buddha.

The toad leader said, "Sir..."

"go!"

The demon army carried the living Buddha and retreated into the canyon.

"Trying to leave?" County Commandant Lei Ji sneered.

The Azure-Scaled Monster stood in front of the crowd, already engaged in combat with the Crimson-Faced Ape. Their fists and claws clashed, and Mr. Ni staggered back three steps, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, clearly suffering internal injuries.

With a deafening roar, before the government troops and the extraordinary individuals with spare strength could even react, the narrow passage suddenly collapsed, the fallen cliff face piling up to isolate the inside from the outside. "Proceed according to plan!" Mr. Ni roared to the sky without turning around.

Collapse of mountains.

The fist, like a python, coiled around Mr. Ni's iron claws, but Mr. Ni transformed the claws into fists.

The two great monsters clashed like ferocious beasts, their fists meeting. Their bodies came to a stop on the ground, their white-haired ape tails and scaled iron tails taut and trembling in the strong wind.

"what!"

Mr. Ni opened his mouth and uttered a strange infantile sound. Lu Xun, who was directly hit, felt as if a great bell had been struck, and his golden eyes turned bloodshot.

Ni Guai flipped his iron claws, twisted his waist, and lowered his body, aiming his claws at Lu Xun's throat.

Without hesitation, Wu Tonglu Xun's fist blazed forward, heading straight for the monster's head. With a 'bang,' the sound abruptly stopped, and Mr. Ni's bloodshot eyes widened.

People say, "A scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days' absence." How could Yu Rongguai be so different from when he was in the Dou family? It's like the difference between a child and an adult.

Water gun.

With a whoosh, six water spears extended from the ground, crisscrossing and trapping the Azure Scale Monster.

Water jet!

Seeing that Ni Guai was trapped and unable to move, Lu Xun strode forward, his claws flashing and a cold light flashing. With a 'whoosh,' the head of the blue-scaled Ni Guai, which resembled a crocodile dragon, was lifted up by a gushing column of blood. A silver-gray, snow-haired arm swiftly grabbed the blood-soaked leader in its hand, covering it with the black cloth of its skirt armor and hanging it at its waist.

The oozing blood dripped and dripped.

The bloodshed and violence subsided for a time, but no one cheered or celebrated.

Anyone could see that the red-faced, white-haired ape monster was much more difficult to deal with.

County Lieutenant Lei Ji, seated high on his horse, squinted his bear-like eyes at the barefoot ape demon.

The assembled government troops surrounded the ape demon.

Master Chen Jing frowned deeply and did not sound the retreat. The twelve evil spirits watched him intently, and weapons loomed in and out of view amidst the rising mist.

The sorceress Zheng held a magic mirror, while a little elf-like child stared at her menacingly.

"Master...Master." Cheng Yan pointed at Wutong Mountain Lord, who was still not free, and turned his head to look at Lao Cheng.

Old Cheng hurried over and said, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, this is..."

Before he could finish speaking, a clear and melodious voice interrupted him: "This is a senior brother from our White Deer Cave Academy."

Everyone followed the sound.

The speaker was Yang Shen, who had recovered. He had a large face and wore a black turban. His face was still pale. He smiled and cupped his hands, saying, "Before we went down the mountain, the headmaster asked my senior brother to protect us in secret."

He then bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Ma Ye's expression was strange. There were many strange people in the academy, but he had never heard of such a senior brother before.

Since Senior Brother Yang said so, it must be that even if he is not a senior brother of the academy, the relationship is quite close. In addition, the ape monster had rescued them on the shore in front of the bridge, so they bowed respectfully and honestly called him "Senior Brother".

Lu Xun nodded but did not speak.

Lei Ji, sitting tall on his horse, laughed heartily and said loudly, "So you are a top student of the academy. No wonder you are skilled in martial arts and archery." He waved his hand to signal the soldiers to strike the gong.

The retreat was halted, and the battlefield was cleaned up.

The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief.

If the giant tortoise is that powerful, how strong must the ape demon be to break its arm and defeat the Azure Scale Monster? They really didn't want to fight again.

Therefore, everyone felt relieved upon hearing Yang Shen's words, and they finally relaxed only after the county magistrate smoothed things over.

……

"Master."

Chunlei quickly presented a black jade rhinoceros horn.

Master Chen Jing blows his puff of air, and the resounding blast penetrates the soul.

Spring thunder unfurled an unknown animal bone scroll, and a mottled, dark yellow brocade depicted twelve ferocious and malevolent soldiers. As the horn sounded, the soldiers crawled into the silk.

One would move their eyes, another would wiggle their chin, subtly adjusting their posture before finally settling into place.

Master Chen pricked his finger with a golden needle, dripped the blood onto the closed scroll, offered it on the altar, bowed three times, and lit three incense sticks.

As dusk approached, Lei Ji ordered his men to set up camp, light fires, and cook. He also instructed the army's physicians to properly treat the wounded soldiers and extraordinary individuals.

The sorceress Zheng Gu first cured Cheng Yan.

"Thank you, Auntie."

An idiom is to clasp one's hands in thanks.

The arrow was extremely powerful; it pierced through his armor and shield, went straight through his shoulder, and pinned him to the ground.

Unexpectedly, his great-aunt treated him. The little boy blew on his wound and the bleeding stopped and the pain subsided. After applying medicine powder and bandaging it, he felt much better.

Zheng Hua said helplessly and irritably, "You have to pay."

"I know all the rules." Cheng Yan laughed carelessly, but he had actually noticed his aunt's concern.

Li Song had already woken up from his coma; it was also the work of the sorceress.

Fortunately, he was a martial artist who had mastered the three levels of martial arts; otherwise, that punch from the giant turtle would have killed him. However, he would have broken a few ribs and would have needed to rest for some time.

Lying by the campfire, his face flushed red from the flames, he sighed, "I was greedy. I took off my armor to hide the treasure, and almost lost my life here."

“It’s good that you’re still alive,” Ma Ye chimed in.

In that situation, they could only trust their junior brother from the academy, and Cheng Yan indeed lived up to their expectations, earning their admiration.

The government troops cleared the battlefield, dragging out the corpses one by one.

Inside were soldiers from the county town, villagers from Taoyuan Village, and a few shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

Limbs were severed and blood flowed freely. "Whoosh!" The county soldiers, stripped of their armor, splashed water on the ground with buckets to wash away the blood, and the stench immediately subsided.

The bodies of the people in the county were all transported onto large ships, while the rest were cremated and buried on the spot to prevent the spread of disease.

Abbot Jueming led the young novices in performing rituals to help them pass on to the afterlife, reciting scriptures to guide them to rebirth in the Pure Land.

The young novice monk's face turned deathly pale. He saw a soldier's armor and flesh stuck together, with colorful internal organs squeezing out from the cracks. He also saw a villager who was screaming in terror, but whose eyes were gray and white, his blood drained and his body broken.

Seeing the shattered bones and the bloody cuts, the young novice couldn't help but shed tears.

The senior monk offered no comfort; he would even close the eyes of the corpse himself. The young novice could only cry and recite scriptures along with his master.

Lu Xun picked through the usable heads, finding only two shrimp, one crab, and two villagers. He couldn't very well ask the county officials for their heads; that wasn't a matter of emotional intelligence.

On the other side, low sobs and prayers could be heard. The Third Master comforted and consoled them one by one, promising compensation and preferential treatment to the families of the fallen soldiers.

As dusk approached, the sky began to darken.

Like a lingering melody, the chilling atmosphere that had been hanging in the air finally subsided.

The campfire roared.

The steaming hot food smelled delicious.

Gulu.

I don't know whose stomach was rumbling.

The group looked at each other and then began to serve the hot soup.

"Uncle, come here." Lao Cheng handed Lu Xun a large bowl filled with meat chunks.

Lu Xun took the bowl, placed half beside him, and the night hawk with its wings folded on his shoulder lowered its head to peck at it. Gray Baby lay on the edge of the bowl and began to eat heartily.

The swordsman sipped the meat soup, silent and taciturn like a lone wolf licking its wounds.

They were quite interested in the origins of the Wutong Mountain Lord, but they didn't ask any further questions. Everyone has secrets, and it's a big no-no to talk too much about things you don't know well.

Master Jueming spoke first: "I'm sure you're all very curious about the life in Peach Blossom Spring... the Eighth King."

Officer Qian said, "I would like to hear the details."

(End of this chapter)