Bamboo Chest Chapter Nine: Liu Cha

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“Phew, luckily I brought plenty of gear this time; otherwise, I really would have been beaten to death by all of you.” Yuan Bai exhaled in relief, kicking the head of the person beneath his foot and asked, “Isn’t that right?”

“If you dare kill us, won’t you—ah!” Before the words could finish, Yuan Bai raised his long spear and casually thrust it down, piercing precisely into the palm of the man’s hand.

“If you don’t want to end up like them, answer a few questions for me.” Yuan Bai crouched slowly, his gaze cold and indifferent.

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“*Huff, huff…*” Lu Yun held two knives in his hands, staring at Chang Qi not far away.

Chang Qi’s once tightly bound hair was now disheveled, his face unusually pale.

“How many breaths do you have left?” Chang Qi asked.

Lu Yun paced toward him, the blades in his hands stained with fresh blood.

“Killing you is enough.”

From beginning to end, the youth remained exceptionally calm.

This was what he believed to be the most important lesson he had learned from Xiao Zhai within a year: a quiet heart, peace, and tranquility.

With that, one need not fear anything.

Chang Qi clenched his teeth, his short knife trembling violently in his hand, threatening to shatter.

If this continued, soon he might die right here.

“How is this possible?”

Chang Qi stared fixedly at the youth.

His great-grandfather had clearly told him that his Cave Mansion Realm was formidable, and with the curved blade Mingyue in his hand, he need not fear anyone of equal rank. Yet today, he was being suppressed by a youth one realm below him.

“Nothing is impossible.”

Lu Yun swung his knife.

“It’s him—the man from Sword Qi Great Wall! He must have taught you something, otherwise you wouldn’t have beaten me! You’re a traitor to the demon clan!” Chang Qi roared.

But unfortunately, he saw no special emotional fluctuation in the youth’s eyes.

The knife was about to fall.

At that moment, a sword appeared.

It was an ordinary sword, yet with this very sword, the youth who could cross realms to kill was forced to cross his blades to defend.

Lu Yun retreated again and again, eventually forced back three miles.

The dust and sand slowly dispersed.

“You cannot kill him now.”

A voice rang behind Lu Yun.

He instantly felt as if plunged into an icy abyss.

But the man did not attack; instead, he gripped the hilt of his flying sword.

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It was a man wearing a straw hat, ordinary like his sword, yet piercingly sharp.

“Who exactly are you?!” Lu Yun asked hoarsely.

“Me?” The man chuckled, “You can call me Liu Cha.”

Lu Yun opened his mouth but was speechless.

The youth finally sheathed his knives and turned to leave.

“I didn’t let you go,” Liu Cha said, watching the youth’s retreating figure.

“Senior wants to kill me?” Lu Yun turned around and faced Liu Cha.

After a long pause, Liu Cha smiled, “If I told you that if you can’t defeat Chang Qi, I would help you, would you believe me?”

“I would.” Lu Yun nodded.

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