Danwu Refining Spirit

Chapter 45 The Unlucky Half-Ear

"Pass!"

The fist struck the sphere accurately, but the effect was somewhat different from what Tie Changqing had expected. The sphere wasn't sent flying; instead, it exploded in a burst of fire right in front of him.

What the hell is this? Tie Changqing was startled, his eyes blinded by the bright light.

Under the faint crimson moonlight, Xiao Chong looked at Tie Changqing, whose face was covered in black soot, whose hair stood on end like a messy bird's nest, and who was still emitting wisps of smoke. He laughed heartily, then turned and disappeared into the dense forest.

He couldn't help but feel smug; the sphere contained homemade gunpowder, which he named "Thunderbolt."

Although the name sounds impressive, its actual power is extremely limited, even less than the firecrackers and fireworks of the previous life.

Since he wasn't a professional, he only knew the principle of one-click firing and simple gunpowder ratios, so it was already a stroke of luck that he was able to make it.

After a brief period of blindness caused by the bright light, by the time Tie Changqing regained his sight, Xiao Chong had long since disappeared.

Enraged, Tie Changqing gave chase like a headless fly. But Xiao Chong escaped too quickly, like a gazelle leaping through the air, leaving no trace.

Moreover, in the chase, the route is entirely determined by the fleeing party, and the pursuing party ultimately suffers.

After chasing for a while, Tie Changqing looked around and thankfully didn't let his anger burn his brain and turn him into a complete pig's head.

The blood moon had disappeared, and the mountains and forests were pitch black. The thick fog clung to the skin, making it extremely uncomfortable, as if one were in a sea of ​​fog.

This situation is no longer suitable for further pursuit. Who knows if the other party is still nearby? Are there any ambushes nearby? What should we do if we encounter the leaders of the Xiao family or the Situ family?

Although he wasn't afraid of them, fighting in the dark was always too unpredictable, so he decided to avoid it if possible. Tie Changqing stopped in the darkness.

What he thought would be an easy task turned into a disaster when the other party escaped. As Tie Changqing stopped, his anger burned even more fiercely.

"hateful!"

Looking at the blood moon that had completely disappeared, Tie Changqing cursed fiercely, stomped his foot, and could only wait for dawn.

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At dawn, as day breaks, all beasts lie dormant in Broken Soul Ridge, and all is silent—it is the darkest time of day.

The blood-red mist was dispersed by the mountain breeze, the bright moon had long since set in the west, and only a few stars were still struggling in the sky, refusing to fade away.

Under the faint starlight, a disciple of the Tie family was wandering around in the mountains. Because half of his ear had been torn off by the captain, the other disciples mocked him, calling him "Half-Ear," which made him very unhappy.

But Half-Ear was very diligent. In order to change the captain's bad impression of him, he kept searching for Xiao Chong's whereabouts in the mountains.

This job was very dangerous, so he kept his guard up and took every step carefully, not daring to make a sound, for fear that he might accidentally become someone else's prey.

Now, a whole night has passed, and Half-Ear has worked hard all night, but apart from feeling increasingly nervous, he has gained nothing else.

A cool breeze blew over him, and the somewhat dejected man with one ear shivered. Suddenly feeling the urge to urinate, he found a sheltered spot, took out his "tool," and prepared to relieve himself on the spot.

The rushing water broke the silence of the forest, sounding particularly jarring in the dark night.

Twenty feet away, Tie Changqing, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes when his ears twitched.

Was it Xiao Chong who appeared? Tie Changqing became excited, raised his iron spear, lightly tapped his foot, and with a few leaps, landed behind Half-Ear.

"This is so great! I didn't expect that after working so hard for days, my energy would still be so strong."

Seeing a three-legged forest frog struggling to turn over after being hit by a fountain of urine, Half-Ear felt that as long as you are observant, little pleasures in life are everywhere.

"The angle is still a bit off; we need to make some adjustments." Half-Ear straightened the thing, his ambition soaring.

"Humph!"

A muffled groan that sent chills down one's spine suddenly sounded from behind. Half-Ear jumped in fright and quickly turned around.

Behind him, a slender figure stood silently, its face black, hair standing on end, and eyes flashing with cold light, staring intently at him. The eerie scene immediately reminded Half-Ear of the legend of the Blood Moon.

"Ghost!"

After standing there for a while, Half-Ear suddenly let out a high-pitched scream, turned around and ran away, not even pulling up his pants in the chaos.

"waste!"

Tie Changqing casually tossed the iron spear, which struck the back of one ear's head squarely.

Seeing Half-Ear lying motionless on the ground, unconscious, Tie Changqing clapped his hands in satisfaction, picked up his iron spear, and then kicked the other man's white buttocks, making him roll over.

"Useless for any important task!"

Tie Changqing shook his head and added a comment as he turned to leave, though it was unclear whether he was referring to Half-Ear or the Half-Ear that still stood erect even in its unconscious state.

Dawn always passes quickly. In no time, melodious birdsong filled the woods, and various wild animals in the mountains came out to hunt for food. Broken Soul Ridge was once again a vibrant place.

Not long after Tie Changqing walked out, he suddenly remembered the scream from Half Ear and felt a little puzzled.

That makes no sense at all! Young Master Changqing is dashing and debonair, a true heartthrob of Feiyue City. When has he ever been associated with ghosts?

Although it was dark at the time and the other party's cultivation level was low, so they might not have recognized me, the difference was still too great, which was completely unacceptable.

Seeing a shallow pond by the roadside, Tie Changqing, who was a little thirsty, thought he would go find some water to drink.

He bent down, and just as he brought his face close to the water's surface, a strange reflection startled him.

A face blackened like exploding charcoal, hair singed and charred, like withered grass standing against the winter wind. Most tragically, even the teeth were black, making it impossible to distinguish mouth from face. The only thing that suggested it was still human was its two violently rolling white eyes.

"How could anyone look like this!" Tie Changqing cursed, and the reflection on the water's surface silently moved its lips.

Could it be me?

Thinking of the terrified expression on Half-Ear's face, Tie Changqing waved his hand towards the water without much confidence.

The reflection waved its hand, making the exact same gesture as him.

It really is me!

How can this be?

Would Miss Mingyue still be interested in me?

Tie Changqing was instantly devastated. He let out a wild scream and plunged headfirst into the water.