Chapter 387: Killing is Training

Fu Mingwu didn’t waste a single second.

He and his sister had already picked their targets the moment they stepped into the courtyard.

With Long Ming’s instructions, he quickly found the weakest soldiers. They were probably scouts, with mostly Violet Palace Expansion realm and True Core Formation Realm.

The captain of that squad seemed to be away, giving him a chance.

Fu Mingwu’s eyes glowed with a faint blue light as the Thunder Wave Horse bloodline roared inside him. His arms felt heavier, denser, yet strangely light at the same time. Power surged through his meridians like crashing waves.

"Lightning Clap Fist!"

His figure blurred. The first soldier didn’t even have time to raise his weapon before Fu Mingwu’s fist smashed into his chest. Bones shattered with a sickening crunch. The man flew backward, coughing blood, already dead before he hit the ground.

" Damn it! Who is this bastard!"

" Kill him!"

The soldiers were stunned as they charged to attack Fu Mingwu. However, Fu Mingwu was faster.

Fu Mingwu didn’t stop. He moved like a raging horse, each step cracking the stone tiles beneath him. His spiked knuckles tore through flesh and armor alike. Another soldier tried to block, his sword snapped in half, and the follow-up punch caved in his face.

"Too slow!" Fu Mingwu laughed wildly, eyes burning with excitement. "This... this is what real power feels like!"

He deliberately avoided the stronger groups. Every time he sensed a captain’s aura, he changed direction and dove straight into clusters of weaker soldiers. His bloodline-enhanced strength made every strike lethal. Bodies flew. Blood painted the courtyard stones.

From the side, Fu Mingyu moved like a ghost.

She flicked her wrist, and a Golden Shield Talisman flew out, sticking onto her brother’s back just as a spear thrust toward him. A golden barrier flared, shattering the spear tip. Fu Mingwu didn’t even look behind; he knew his sister had his back.

"Idiot, don’t get cocky!" she shouted, already moving again.

Two Swift Wind Talismans burned on her legs. Her speed exploded. She weaved between three soldiers, her sword flashing. One lost an arm, and another got his throat slit before he could scream. She was about to finish the third when the air behind her turned cold.

"Dark Shadow Cleave!"

A Primordial Spirit Unification Realm captain had locked onto her. His saber came down like a falling mountain, black qi twisting around the blade.

Fu Mingyu didn’t panic. She stomped her foot.

The talismans she had secretly scattered earlier ignited at once. Thick white smoke exploded outward, swallowing the entire area. The captain’s saber smashed into empty air. When the smoke cleared, Fu Mingyu was already gone.

" Damn it! What kind of smoke is this?!"

The array formation was already suppressing the divine sense of the cultivators. Coupled with Fu Mingyu’s talismans, the captain of the squad truly lost the pair of siblings.

She reappeared beside her brother, breathing a little fast but grinning.

"Take a breath," she said, pulling him behind a broken pillar. "They’re trapped in the array. We can’t fight all of them head on. Remember the tactic, hit and run!"

The captain roared in rage, slashing at the smoke like a madman. His soldiers tried to follow, but they kept running into invisible walls and looping back to the same spots. Meanwhile, the Fu siblings used the formation’s pathways like they owned the place.

They struck again.

Fu Mingyu threw several newly made Explosive Flame Orb Talismans. They detonated in the middle of a squad, turning five soldiers into charred corpses instantly.

Fu Mingwu followed up, smashing through the survivors with raw power. In less than a minute, another dozen bodies hit the ground.

The more Fu Mingwu moved, the more efficient his fist techniques became. The life and death battle sharpened his skill, making him kill faster and faster.

The captain’s face turned red with fury.

"Worthless trash! They’re just two brats!"

But the "brats" were already gone again, melting back into the formation’s shifting paths, hunting the next weak group.

Inside the Cloud Wing Antique Shop’s forge, the situation was far bloodier.

White Flash was running for his life.

His face was pale with terror. He didn’t even dare look back. Every time he glanced over his shoulder, he saw the image of his partner’s legs being crushed into paste by that terrifying mechanical arm.

" No! No! What kind of monster was in the shop! Motherfuckers, they didn’t tell us about this!" White Flash cursed the nine generations of Zhuo Family.

He and Black Shadow thought that the shop would be empty. And even if there are guards, who could have stopped their combined might?

Black Shadow lay on the ground, screaming, both legs reduced to mangled meat and bone fragments. Blood and marrow painted the floor.

" D-Don’t kill...Don’t Kill me..." He groaned, trying to escape by crawling with his arms.

Situ Yan stood over him, the glossy blue-and-gold mechanical arm still dripping. He flexed the new fingers slowly, as if testing them.

"Not bad," the old man muttered. "Feels... natural."

White Flash tried one last desperate move. He activated his signature technique.

"White Flash Hundred Steps!"

His body exploded into countless bursts of white phosphorous light, scattering in every direction like fireworks. It was a movement technique meant to confuse enemies and create escape routes.

Situ Yan simply yawned.

He raised his mechanical arm and pointed a single finger at the scattered lights.

"Blood Killing Finger."

A beam of ominous crimson light shot out. It didn’t chase the lights randomly. It locked onto one specific cluster, the real body hidden among the fakes. The light condensed into a massive demonic finger that crushed down with terrifying force.

A miserable groan echoed.

White Flash’s real body was slammed into the ground, bones breaking in multiple places. The white phosphorous lights flickered and died. His mangled figure twitched once, then went still.

Situ Yan looked at his mechanical arm with satisfaction. The runes glowed steadily. The energy flow felt smooth. There was no rejection from his body, no stiffness. It moved exactly like his old arm had, maybe even better.

He flexed the fingers again, then turned his gaze toward the two corpses.

"New arm works just fine," he said to himself, almost cheerfully. "That brat Long Ming... he really delivered."

Outside, the sounds of fighting from the estate still echoed faintly through the night. But inside the forge, everything had gone quiet again.

Only the steady crackle of the furnace remained.

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" Damn it! Useless bastards!"

Zhuo Dicang roared as he realized they were trapped by the array formation and simply going around. " Everyone, gather around. I have a solution!"

" Young Master, although we couldn’t find the array core, we did find a few nodes." One captain explained, " I have deduced the weakest node among them."

" Very well, I will use a treasure to break through this array." Zhuo Dicang pulled out a sword which was small enough to fit in his palm.

" Damn it, to think I am using this here," Zhuo Dicang cursed as he channeled his spiritual qi in it.

" Mountain Breaking Sword Talisman! Go!"

The miniature sword buzzed like a cicada as it turned into a burst of sword intent. A giant green sword manifested in the air as it shot towards a nearby pillar.

*BOOOM!*

The sword intent erupted with a terrifying power as it crushed the space, creating a pitch black hole. Instantly, everyone felt a wave of dizziness as the scene before them shifted.

" The formation is broken!" Zhuo Dicang roared, " Everyone! Charge forward!"

The soldiers were already furious as they got annoyed by the formation. With their combined rage, they marched forward.

Suddenly, Zhuo Dicang felt the ground tremble slightly. At first, he thought he might be hallucinating.

But the rumbles increased.

" WATCH OUT!"

Zhuo Dicang realized something as he jumped above, trying to escape while flying.

However, the ground exploded as a pillar of flame rose, illuminating the night sky. The raging molten flames swallowed everyone in the courtyard in an instant.