System: I Can Open Martial Arts Chests-Chapter 31: Time to Run

Make a move? Now!?

Is it appropriate to make a move while everyone is this busy?

The question flashed in her mind, but she has always been a decisive person.

She promised to follow Chu Qing’s commands in all matters for this journey.

Now that he wants her to act, she will act!

As her thoughts spun, the long sword was already in hand, with just a turn, its sharpness descended from the sky.

Accompanied by the sound of broken tiles, the busy Tang Xi suddenly looked up, and the sharpness was right in front of him.

Without thinking, amidst the terrified gaze of the woman beneath him, he grabbed her, and with a swift roll, changed his position.

Wu Qianhuan’s gaze deepened.

She didn’t know who this woman was, but she clearly had no cultivation.

Facing her sword, she reacted only with terror, nothing more...

She’s not a true assassin, and the education she received since childhood forbids her from killing someone defenseless, unable to resist... even a woman completely unclothed.

Therefore, in this instant, she spun the long sword, sweeping the sword body.

She swept the woman off the bed to the ground; the woman didn’t even make a sound, and fainted just like that.

But in doing so, she lost the initiative... At the same time, Wu Qianhuan discovered another thing that made her heart sink.

The ’Night Emperor’ who had urged her to act, did not follow suit!

Has this guy betrayed her?

As the thought crossed her mind, Tang Xi already struck out with his palm.

As soon as the palm was released, she faintly smelled a blood stench and saw Tang Xi’s palm was crimson, an insight instantly arose.

[Blood Transformation Divine Palm]!

This Demon Skill is rumored to originate from a [Blood Transformation Divine Skill], once wielded by a Demon Dao expert to rampage.

He could also use this skill to refine Blood Slaves and make them commit evildoings.

However, with the death of the demon, this skill vanished from the Martial World.

Later, someone found the remnants of this skill, and thus developed this Blood Transformation Divine Palm, but had lost the Secret Technique for refining Blood Slaves.

Yet even so, the palm technique remains ruthless and dangerous; the blood poison it contains, once contracted, leads to a fate worse than death. If one cultivates this Demon Skill to Great Success, just one palm can instantaneously deplete blood essence, turning a person into a dried corpse.

Wu Qianhuan dared not take this vicious palm technique head-on; her form swayed as she retreated from the bed.

Tang Xi, unfazed by his attire’s disarray, leaped aggressively, chasing fiercely.

It’s no wonder Tang Xi is shameless; in the face of life and death, other matters are trivial. Killing the unknown assassin is the priority.

Wu Qianhuan retreated again and again, seeing no way to retreat further, she bit her silver teeth; in these few steps, she accumulated Sword Momentum ready to strike... then heard a splashing sound, as a figure broke through the window.

Sharpness erupted, like lightning.

Fast!

Unparalleled speed!

This move, surpassing Tang Xi’s expectation, was unstoppable even with his full attention towards it.

Barely having time to think, he could only slightly shift vital areas.

The sword edge then pierced through, with a tearing sound, entering into the left chest, then out the right back.

Chu Qing, having struck successfully, allowed no chance for Tang Xi’s survival, and the long sword embedded within, suddenly spun, everything...

But just then, Tang Xi suddenly gripped the sword body, using leverage to retreat, attempting to pull the sword from his body.

Chu Qing’s eyes flashed a hint of purple brilliance, as he shifted the sharpness—then heard a slicing sound and saw several fingers drop to the ground, only Tang Xi, who should have been chopped halfway, managed to escape, leaving a deep cut on the left chest.

Meanwhile, Wu Qianhuan didn’t pause, releasing her accumulated Sword Momentum.

Petals of sword blossoms left blood scars on Tang Xi’s body.

Ordinary people suffering such wounds would be undoubtedly doomed.

But Tang Xi practiced the Heaven-Hating Demon Skill alongside the Blood Transformation Divine Palm; even at this extent, he hadn’t died.

At a step, his shape shifted and vanished, escaping from the battle circle.

Chu Qing anticipated this, prepared at windows and doors, Sword Intent poised to strike.

But unexpectedly, Tang Xi seemed to realize that this day allowed no escape for him, not opting for the window’s avenue, instead, reaching the bookshelf, with a hand on the lampstand—resulting in rumbling as the bookshelf shook and slowly opened a door.

Seeing a gap just opened, he hurriedly squeezed inside.

But upon entering, after a few steps, his form stiffened.

The sword tip appeared at his throat, Tang Xi clenched his teeth, reaching for the sword body, yet before he could exert force, the arm was chopped down by Wu Qianhuan.

With the arm’s restraint gone, Chu Qing’s sword light shook.

A head rolled down from Tang Xi’s neck.

Roll, roll, it rolled on the ground a few times, hollow eyes open in death.

"Damn, he’s hard to kill."

With Tang Xi dead, Chu Qing flicked the blood off the sword, intending to sheathe it but paused upon seeing the blade in hand.

The blade was corroded by Tang Xi’s Blood Transformation Divine Palm, now mottled and battered.

Probably unusable after a few more times, this sword is finished.

But he dismissed the thought, pulling up Wu Qianhuan with one hand, retrieving Tang Xi’s head with Inner Strength, and swiftly darted away.

The chase, the beheading, all seemed complex but took just moments.

As his steps just settled, a crunching sound, the bookshelf behind closed with a snap.

"Time to bolt."

Chu Qing spoke, Wu Qianhuan followed without hesitation.

Though she wanted to scour that secret chamber, now was truly ill-timed.

The situation inside, its size, traps, whether guards were arranged... all unknown.

The commotion would certainly attract Luoyu Hall’s people to investigate.

Trapping them within this hidden chamber, they’d be completely stuck.

This cannot be ventured into lightly; even wanting to see, must first leave Luoyu Hall, inform Wu Ganqi, summon the Celestial Dance Guard, encircle Luoyu Hall entirely, grasp control, then explore thoroughly—not pulling Chu Qing into reckless endeavors.

Chu Qing admired her conduct, feeling gratified.

Once the bare-bottomed little girl with braided locks has truly grown.

Tang Xi opted against doors and windows, instead rushing the secret chamber likely due to an inevitable death, intending to trap them within, allowing Luoyu Hall to avenge him.

At least ensuring they wouldn’t leave the hall alive.

Wu Qianhuan wasn’t blinded by temporary gains, meriting esteem.

The two scarcely lingered in the room, swiftly rising again, back through the hole Wu Qianhuan created onto the rooftop.

Just landed, heard an authoritative shout:

"Who goes there?"

"Assassins!"

After all, Luoyu Hall responds swiftly.

Chu Qing didn’t hesitate, with Wu Qianhuan deploying Lightweight Technique, ready to flee.

These commonplace Luoyu Hall members naturally couldn’t obstruct the duo.

But as they neared the courtyard escape, a voice suddenly rang out:

"Which miscreant dares invade my Luoyu Hall?

"Stay!"

A palm shadow arrived swiftly, its vast strength swayed the earth and rain curtains with the Palm Momentum!