White-Robed Chief
chapter-159

Chu Li drifted in and out of consciousness. He was relying on his remaining spirit traces to maintain the influx of spiritual energy from all directions, stabilizing the condition of his injury. The power displayed by Fa Yuan and the others this time was beyond his imagination, it was really terrifying.

Sun Jun and Wang Xuanyi were rank seven Protectors.

Sun Jun, like his name, was extraordinarily handsome while Wang Xuanyi's looks were average as his pockmarked face affected his looks. However, Wang Xuanyi's calm and good-natured character earned people's trust.

Both of them had great martial arts talent, reaching Innate Mastery's Boundary at a young age. They picked a task impatiently and took half a month to complete an escort. The pay was good.

With a lot of money that seemed like a large sum even in the past, naturally, they would want to enjoy life.

In the morning, they would eat breakfast at Sky Inn. After leisurely finishing their meals, they would become restless and would wander around the town for a long time. Finally, they had a sudden interest to go out of the town to enjoy themselves. This was because the scenery in the suburbs at this time of the year was breathtaking.

When they had just arrived at the south gate of the city, they saw the crowd divided, making way for someone. Amongst the people's screams, a man covered in blood stumbled out of the crowd. He looked as if he was about to fall at any time.

They were startled momentarily. They looked at each other and then rushed forward towards the man.

They were full of vigor and energy at that time. Having nothing else to do, they were looking for a way to pass time. Seeing this situation, they immediately came forward.

"He's a guard of the Public House!" Wang Xuanyi saw the white jade waist tag in Chu Li's hand when he was supporting him. "Rank three Scribe!"

Sun Jun's facial expression changed and both of them looked at each other.

A rank three Scribe was obviously a very important person. They usually did not have the chance to meet one. They had heard of Chu Li's famous name but they did not recognize him.

The two held Chu Li and rushed forward without hesitation, shouting and running at the same time. "Make way! Make way! The Public House has an urgent matter!"

People on the street got out of their way in haste and looked at them curiously.

Looking at Sun Jun and Wang Xuanyi who both ran faster than a horse, the people began to talk among each other.

"Something big is going to happen!" some shook their heads and sighed with emotions.

"Hurting the Public House's people. Someone's got into trouble!"

Sun Jun and Wang Xuanyi ran to the south gate of the Public House in a single breath and shouted from afar, "Somebody call the High Official from the Thousand Herb Courtyard! This is a rank three Scribe!"

Two Protectors stood at the south gate of the Public House.

They were motionless like a statue standing next to two stone lions. They were camouflaged by the texture of the stone lions and it was as if they were standing in the shadows. The two of them were often ignored because of this.

One of the Protectors turned and ran into the Public House, with speed like the wind. He ran across the square and stepped onto a small boat. He shot like a released arrow towards the Thousand Herb Courtyard which was at a distance.

Sun Jun and Wang Xuanyi did not stop running. They stepped onto a small boat and rushed to the Martial Arts Hall.

The training field in front of the Martial Arts hall was crowded and lively.

People were practicing blades, swordsmanship, spears, rods and all kinds of weird weapons. Varied martial arts were displayed and the field was buzzing with activities.

"Make way! Make way!" Sun Jun shouted loudly.

Everyone stopped their practice and looked towards Chu Li who was covered in blood. They quickly got out of the way and looked at Sun Jun and Wang Xuanyi curiously while eyeing Chu Li.

Chu Li was covered in blood but his face was clean, only his mouth was stained with blood.

"It's Chu Li!" someone shouted.

"Right, right, it's Chu Li!" then another person followed suit.

"What happened?"

"Brother Sun Jun, what's the matter?"

"I don't know. I saw him at the south gate!" Sun Jun replied, as strode through the path that the crowd made with Wang Xuanyi. "He looked badly hurt, so we carried him back!"

"This is the youth champion, Chu Li. Who's so powerful, being able to hurt him to this extent"

"His injuries are too severe. I fear that his life is in danger!"

"As long as there's still a breath left in him!"

With the existence of Spirit Blessing Pill, as long as there was still a breath left in Chu Li, he would not die. However, with such severe injuries, what they worried about the most was not his life. It was his martial arts; if his martial arts was dispelled, he would become a useless person even if he was alive. By then, there was no point in being alive anymore.

"May Buddha bless him."

"Hai..." the crowd shook their heads and sighed, they were filled with emotion.

Chu Li was the youth champion, a top-notch master. For him to be hurt so badly, they wondered who was the opponent he met. If it were them, it was most likely that they would have lost their lives. As a Protector, no matter how powerful their martial arts were, they would not be able to escape from the danger if they met a Grandmaster.

While the crowd was discussing the incident, a small boat suddenly docked and Guo Mulin rushed over at a swift pace, carrying a medical kit .

"High official Guo Mulin came here personally."

"Think about the identity of a rank three Scribe. He's injured, of course High official Guo Mulin would come personally!"

"If it's High Official Guo Mulin, there shouldn't be a problem."

"Not necessarily, our cultivations are weak. Thus, our injuries can be healed easily. Imagine how powerful the master must have been, injuring Brother Chu Li to this extent. The wound will not be easy to heal!"

"Come on, talk less. People will think that you're gloating!"

"I'm not!"

"I know you don't dare to!"

Guo Mulin rushed into the hall.

Chu Li was lying on the old counter of the Hall of Martial Arts and was still bleeding. The blood flowed slowly down the counter and its smell assailed one's nostrils.

Guo Mulin kept his composure but after seeing that the one lying on the bed was Chu Li, his expression changed. "Chu Li?"

Sun Jun said, "Sir Guo Mulin, we found Brother Chu Li at the town gate. Is he going to be alright?"

Wang Xuanyi also stared at Guo Mulin.

Guo Mulin waved his hand at them and pressed a hand onto Chu Li's wrist.

"Rip!" Chu Li's clothes were torn, his chest was exposed. Five gaping holes were bleeding profusely, three on his chest and one each on his left and right shoulder. The crowd could even see his ghastly white bones through the wounds.

Everyone drew a sharp breath.

"It's finger force!" Guo Mulin touched the bloody holes and said coldly. "What a vicious finger force!"

"What finger force is that?" Wang Xuanyi asked curiously.

If he was to meet this kind of finger force, he would avoid it as best as he could.

Guo Mulin channeled his inner energy on Chu Li's chest to examine him for a moment. He sneered. "Perishable Touch from Tempest Temple. Humph!"

"Perishable Touch?" Sun Jun was astonished. "It's from Tempest Temple?"

"Did you guys see the monks from Tempest Temple?"

"…Mm, it seemed like there really were some monks, but they did not come into the town. They just stood outside the town. There were a total of four monks and their faces were glowing gold in color. There should've been a lot of people who saw them," Sun Jun said.

Wang Xuanyi said, "They were probably chasing down Chu Li."

"Damn bald donkeys [1]!" Guo Mulin scoffed coldly.

He opened the wooden box and took out a paste to stop Chu Li's bleeding, but it did not work.

Guo Mulin's face became more and more gloomy, he already knew that it would've been like this. This was the true viciousness of Perishable Touch. The finger force used made the wound unable to heal. Chu Li would bleed continuously until death.

"Young Zheng, bring me the Emerald Sky!" said Guo Mulin, who had turned his head to the beautiful girl behind the counter. He threw the jade waist tag from his waist to her.

"Yes." the beautiful girl took the jade waist tag and replied respectfully.

If it was a normal doctor from the Thousand Herb Courtyard, she would have never taken the Emerald Sky. Guo Mulin was the head High Official of the Thousand Herb Courtyard. Since he commanded, of course, she had to comply.

Her figure was charming. She was dressed in a light green gown, and her actions were delicate and graceful like a swan. She went into a folding screen of the hall and soon, returned with a green jade bottle. It looked verdant, delicate and verdure. One could not help but want to take a deep breath and suck the viridity into their own body.

She held the green jade bottle carefully and softened her voice saying, "Sir Guo Mulin, only half a bottle of Emerald Sky is left."

"I know." Guo Mulin waved his hand impatiently. He took the green jade bottle, opened the plug, and pulled out a white jade bottle. He poured out five Spirit Blessing Pills and put all of them into the Emerald Sky.

While he was putting the Spirit Blessing Pills into the jade bottle, he cursed. "Perishable Touch, Perishable Touch! Damn bald donkeys! Bald donkeys!"

Translator Notes

[1] A phrase used to mock a Buddhist monk. It literally means bald donkey.