Just A Daoist Who Occasionally Kicks Ass-Chapter 564: “The Dangerous Wolf Demon! The Burly Young Man! A Blade Descending from the Sky! Xu Shiqi! Paying Respects to the Master!”

Chapter 564: “The Dangerous Wolf Demon! The Burly Young Man! A Blade Descending from the Sky! Xu Shiqi! Paying Respects to the Master!”

The black-clad boy was bold and meticulous, and his archery skills were impressive. Yet against a wolf demon cultivated for a century, it still wasn’t quite enough.

Soon, the wolf demon blocked his path.

“Good, you’ve got guts,” the wolf demon sneered coldly.

At this moment, the bride was being carried on the shoulders of a burly boy. Bound by the demon’s magic, she was powerless, unable to escape.

The burly boy looked simple-minded, but carrying a person while running, he showed no redness on his face or heavy breathing; his physical strength was indeed formidable.

“Mr Qi, I think I’ve dragged you into trouble. This wolf demon is really tough,” the burly boy sighed.

The black-clad boy grinned, drawing his massive bow. “Dashi, don’t say that. We’ve been friends for a lifetime. How could I stand by and watch your bride be taken? Let’s deal with this wolf demon!”

The wolf demon’s face twisted into a feral grin as he looked at the pair of boys. “When I eat you later, let’s see if you can still talk about loyalty like this.”

The black-clad boy drew his bow, letting fly a sharp white-feathered arrow that tore through the air, brimming with fierce force. This was his true strength; his vitality and force channeled into the arrow!

For ordinary minor demons, one arrow like this would be lethal. But the wolf demon’s magical power was deep, and his skin as tough as refined steel. Even swords that could cut through iron couldn’t pierce him, let alone an ordinary white-feathered arrow.

He waved his hand, shattering the arrow, and effortlessly grabbed the boy in his hand.

Yet the black-clad boy’s expression remained unshaken. Instead, he delivered a hard kick to the wolf demon!

The wolf demon roared in fury, gripping tightly, making the boy’s neck creak. His face began turning blue and purple.

At that moment, a sudden sharp pain shot through the wolf demon’s waist!

Bang!

The burly boy had slammed into him with brute force. Though he looked untrained, and he looked neither a martial cultivator nor a disciple of Buddhist or Daoist arts, his charge made the wolf demon stagger.

Even with a century of cultivation, the wolf demon’s jaw tightened as he sucked in a sharp breath.

As the saying went, “bronze head, iron bones, tofu waist,” a wolf’s waist was its weak point[1].

Yet even a weak spot wasn’t something an ordinary boy could exploit. Feeling the pain, the black-clad boy fell, but rolled twice and shot off two more white-feathered arrows. His archery had become flashy and precise.

The arrows were about to strike the wolf demon’s eyes when he roared, and a surge of overwhelming energy shattered the arrows to dust. He then became a blur, lunging at the black-clad boy.

The boy shouted, “Dashi!”

Then, a dark figure crashed precisely into the wolf demon’s waist.

Crack!

The wolf demon almost heard the sound of his spine snapping. It was simply unbelievable. Even the martial men of the human world couldn’t have struck him like this, let alone a seemingly ordinary boy!

Pfft!

The white-feathered arrow in the black-clad boy’s hand became a blur, embedding itself directly into the wolf demon’s eye socket.

As the arrow flew, the boy’s own aura sank, his face turning pale. The burly boy blocked him from behind, glaring fiercely at the wolf demon.

The wolf demon, wincing in pain, pulled out the arrow, only to find the eyeball ripped out along with it. The boy’s arrow had barbs?

“Did that arrow taste good?” the black-clad boy spat blood and sneered.

Hearing this, the wolf demon roared in rage as a surge of energy burst from his body. With that, demonic power surged!

Earlier, he hadn’t taken these seemingly ordinary boys seriously. Now, he truly unleashed the power of a wolf demon cultivated for a hundred years!

A single wave of his hand sent the burly boy crashing into a massive tree.

Crack!

The tree snapped instantly, yet the burly boy only grunted without coughing up blood. But the sheer force pinned him to the ground.

The black-clad boy yelled furiously, “One-eyed wolf, come here, I will teach you a lesson!”

In the jianghu, this boy would be called a tough meat[2].

The wolf demon howled in pain, baring his teeth. “Fine! Never thought I, a century-old wolf demon, would be bested today! I’ll eat every villager in Huangshi Village right in front of you, let’s see if you can still talk back then!”

Hearing this, the black-clad boy was dumbfounded. He and his friend had come to rescue the girl, yet the wolf demon was far more vicious than expected, and now threatened to devour the entire village!

“Damn it!”

The burly boy rose from the ground, hefting a rock and charging at the wolf demon.

Just then, anger flared in the wolf demon’s eyes; a century of cultivation made him no ordinary opponent!

Previously, he had only suffered because the boy’s physique was exceptional. He swung a sharp claw, intending to shred the burly boy!

“Dashi!” the black-clad boy shouted.

At that moment, a flash of white light streaked across. A blade tore through the wolf demon’s forehead, slicing his body in half. The next moment, blood and innards spilled across the ground.

The wolf demon, with skin tougher than steel and impervious to weapons, was instantly dead.

Blood splattered across the burly boy’s face. Frozen, he raised the rock in shock, but immediately swung it at the wolf demon’s head anyway. He was perhaps reckless, but undeniably courageous.

The black-clad boy, more alert, glanced around. A young Daoist appeared beside him, a rustic long sword hanging at his waist, handsome features, bearing a calm, refined aura.

Next to him was an elderly Daoist in purple robes, exuding an otherworldly presence, like an immortal from the village portraits.

“The two boys are impressive; I like them,” the young Daoist said warmly.

The elder in purple, the so-called Celestial Master, smiled faintly. “Since you like them, why not take them as disciples?”

The young Daoist looked at him and said, “Disciples? I can’t take disciples; I’m still a junior myself.” 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Hearing the title “Celestial Master,” the black-clad boy’s mind jolted.

He had heard that the sacred site of Daoism in the Kingdom of Qian was Mount Longhu, where the Daoists were true immortals capable of slaying demons. And only the highest-ranking Daoists there were called Celestial Masters. Yet this so-called Celestial Master treated the young Daoist with utmost respect.

The black-clad boy noticed that the two were peers, but the young Daoist’s aura even surpassed the elder.

A ripple of awe surged through him, and he bowed deeply before the young Daoist. “I’m Xu Shiqi, a mountain folk. Greetings, Master!”

The young Daoist’s lips twitched slightly. What did he just say?

The black-clad boy quickly grabbed the burly boy and pulled him down to kneel beside him.

“Hurry up and pay respects to the master!”

The burly boy hesitated, shaking his head. “He’s so young, I don’t want to become his disciple. Besides, I don’t want to be a Daoist!”

Hearing this, Li Yanchu smiled. Where did these two cheeky rascals even come from?

1. “铜头铁骨豆腐腰” (tóng tóu tiě gǔ dòu fu yāo) is a vivid metaphor describing wolves. It literally means “copper head, iron bones, tofu waist,” portraying a wolf whose head (copper head) is hard and clever, whose bones (iron bones) are strong and powerful, but whose waist (tofu waist) is relatively fragile and easily injured as its weak point in combat. The phrase emphasizes the dual nature of wolves: fierce and formidable yet vulnerable in certain areas. By extension, it can describe people or objects that appear tough on the outside but have internal weaknesses, though its primary usage refers to wolves. ☜

2. 滚刀肉 (gǔn dāo ròu), a Northern Chinese dialect term, literally refers to meat that is tough to cut, impossible to cook through, and too chewy to chew, usually inferior meat with sinews or gristle. Figuratively, it describes a person who is stubborn, clingy, or impossible to deal with, someone who won’t listen no matter what you say. ☜