The Regressor of Mount Hua-Chapter 317. To Become Young Again (1)

Throwing Longyuan, Zhou Xuchuan destroyed one of the seven catapults.

“Die!”

Five Seven Stars Division soldiers rushed in.

Each was a First Class realm warrior. There was nothing superfluous in their movements. But even though their strength was formidable, they were hopelessly outmatched.

Zhou Xuchuan punched forward, striking the chest of a warrior holding a sword.

Crunch.

The warrior's ribs broke and pierced his lung.

“Ugh!”

The Seven Stars Division soldier coughed up blood and dropped his sword.

Four.

Zhou Xuchuan caught the falling sword mid-air and flipped it upright.

Squelch!

In an instant, the blade swung, cleaving two Seven Stars Division soldiers in front of him cleanly in half.

Woosh!

A sword and a saber slashed toward him diagonally from both sides.

Zhou Xuchuan became a ghostly blur as he accelerated.

Woosh!

Damn it!

The sword and saber missed their target. It was obvious what would happen next.

"Ugh!"

"Agh!"

A line of blood stretched from his shoulder to his waist.

Zhou Xuchuan pushed aside the five men and slashed the catapult with his sword.

"The adjustment is done, so fire!"

As their worst enemy approached, the Seven Stars Division soldiers grew anxious.

"How ridiculous!"

Zhou Xuchuan lifted the boulder loaded into a catapult. The sight of him effortlessly lifting something the size of a house was terrifying.

"HA!"

With a shout, he hurled the boulder. It traced a wide arc through the sky and crashed onto another catapult.

BOOM!

"Agh!"

The group of Seven Stars Division soldiers who were preparing to fire their boulders were shocked and fell back. They hadn't fallen over because of the force, but they were shocked to see that their catapult was broken. Meanwhile, the rest of the catapults were ready to fire.

"Fire!"

Twang!

The first boulder flew through the air in a long, arcing trajectory.

It’s annoyingly accurate!

When people were in danger, they tended to become anxious or lose their composure, miscalculating angles or direction. However, the Seven Stars Division soldiers showed no such weakness. The one in command was most likely Blessed Existence.

Shing!

The sword taken from the Seven Stars Division soldier shot through the air. The sword, thrown like a javelin, struck the boulder that was about to hit the ship carrying the party.

BOOM!

Because it was so massive, the boulder didn’t break easily. Although Zhou Xuchuan hadn’t learned any martial arts techniques related to javelin or sword throwing, he managed to redirect the boulder with the power of a Coruscant Realm Master.

BOOM!

"AAGHHHHHH!!!!"

"SQUEALLLLLLL!!!!!"

Zhuge Shengji and Li Yicai screamed.

"Ha, seriously, your voices are really loud. However, if you scream like that without using any qi, your vocal cords will be..." the Divine Physician muttered indifferently.

What a relief.

A desperate scream was proof that they were alive.

Zhou Xuchuan felt relieved and flicked his fingers.

Thwip, thwip, thwip, thwip, thwip!

Five purple flashes of light shot forward.

"Ugh!"

"Agh!"

"Agk!"

The Seven Stars Division soldiers fell, clutching at the puncture wounds covering their bodies.

Beyond them, Zhou Xuchuan could see that the lever of the catapult they had been protecting had been punctured and shattered. Now, there were only three left.

Violet Haze Dawnbreaker, Arc Flower Rain!

He went straight from the first style to the second. His sword, which was spinning forward and shooting out, suddenly spread out in a fan-like wave.

Dozens of threads of qi flashed purple, creating a beautiful sight.

However, given its power, this wasn't the time to just sit around and watch. Even the slightest brush against this power would be fatal. Half of the soldiers flew away to avoid it, while the others stubbornly stayed in front of their catapult, continuing to fire.

Crack! Boom!!

"Agh!"

"Ugh!"

Two catapults were destroyed almost simultaneously.

However, he wasn't able to stop the final one. A large ship got in the way, causing the Arc Flower Rain to miss the boulder.

"Die!!!!"

Twang!

In a final desperate attempt, a Seven Stars Division soldier fired a boulder.

The boulder, filled with his hatred and anger, was launched toward the group.

However...

“One is enough!”

“Ha!”

Chu Lian, Hua Bisheng, and Duan Lihua soared upward. Duan Lihua was Duan Lihua, and Chu Lian and Hua Bisheng were also skilled warriors in their own right. With the help of the two, the boulder was easily dealt with.

First, the Seventy-Two Waves Sword carved the boulder into pieces, then the Ten Gale Swordsmen's Agile Sword Arts poured out waves of sword wind and blew the fragments away.

Although the falling boulder fragments were terrifying, they had narrowly escaped disaster.

"T-this can't be happening..."

The Seven Stars Division soldier who has risked his life to protect the catapult let out a dejected cry.

“Damn...”

Squelch!

He didn’t even bother to turn around to block the sword. As if expecting the outcome, the resignation on his face as his head separated from his body was palpable.

“All the catapults are destroyed!”

“Operation failed! Operation failed!”

“Run away!”

Boom! Boom!

Smoke bombs exploded along with shouts from all over.

“Scatter!”

The Seven Stars Division soldiers moved in unison. They dispersed and fled to increase their chances of survival.

Zhou Xuchuan didn't desperately chase the enemy from a distance, instead he subdued the Seven Stars Division soldiers that were nearby.

Sometime later.

The port was cleared.

“Sob, the ship... how much will this cost?”

Li Yicai, who had lost his ship, complained while rubbing the wreckage.

“Isn’t it cheaper than your life?”

Still, everyone was safe. There were some minor injuries, but fortunately, there were no deaths or serious injuries.

The party landed on shore, posted guards around the area, and then rested and healed.

Zhou Xuchuan and Zhuge Xiuluan went around Guangdong, or more precisely, Leizhou Port, to investigate what had happened.

After a short while, they returned.

“What happened?” Duan Lihua asked.

“According to the villagers, about half a month ago, a group attacked and took all the villagers hostage. It seems that they were threatened with death to cooperate.”

Not only were the villagers captured, but even their families were taken, leaving them with no choice. Under constant surveillance, they couldn't ask the imperial government or the sects of the murim for help, leaving them no choice but to cooperate.

As a result, the villagers helped maintain the daily life of the port and the catapults so that the ambush on the party could be successful.

“What happened to the captured people?”

“They're extremely tired, but they're still safe. We just released them.”

"If we were to ask who the culprits were, there shouldn't be any doubt about it, it was the Dark Heavens Association, wasn't it?"

Zhou Xuchuan nodded in response.

The only force that would do something like this was the Dark Heavens Association.

"It seems as though the people who were supposed to have come to greet us have been attacked, so I think we should prepare once more and set out."

Since they were so far away, there wasn't a single proper martial sect.

While there were a few small and medium-sized ones, they had all been annihilated by the Dark Heavens Association.

“How brutal.”

Gan Yezi frowned.

***

Anhui, Hefei.

A boy walked along the sidewalk. His strangely imposing appearance made passersby laugh for some reason.

The townspeople asked if he had won an alley fight, but the boy ignored them and continued walking forward.

After walking for about half an hour, he arrived at a place.

The sign on the building had the three words “The Martial Alliance” written on it.

“...”

The gatekeeper of the Martial Alliance glanced at the boy.

It was strange for someone so young to come alone, but judging by his clean martial arts attire, he must have been the son of a warrior.

“Little boy, I don’t know where you came from, but for the time being, the Martial Alliance is not accepting any visitors. Go back.”

“Despite the chaos, you are faithful to your duty. How admirable.”

“...Huh?”

The gatekeeper tilted his head.

Something about the boy’s tone was off.

Judging from his appearance, he looked to be around twelve or thirteen, yet he spoke like an old man.

“I have come to see the Alliance Leader. Open the gate.”

The gatekeeper's eyes widened. He turned to the side, and the eyes of the senior gatekeeper working with him also widened in surprise.

Pfft.

A smile tugged at the senior gatekeeper's strict, solemn face. He gestured as if telling the junior to kick the boy out, and the younger man nodded, stepping forward.

“Little kid, the Martial Alliance Leader isn’t someone you can just summon. I don’t know how you got here, but if you keep playing around like this, these uncles will..."

"I'll overlook that because we’re unfamiliar. But more importantly, I’m not in a good mood, so step aside and open the gate."

The junior gatekeeper’s face hardened at the boy’s words.

Even if the boy was a child, there were still lines that shouldn’t be crossed. He couldn’t let it slide.

Still, he had no intention of hitting a minor. Instead, he grabbed the boy’s shoulder and let out a murderous sneer.

“If you don’t want to get in trouble, turn around right now—Ugh!”

The senior gatekeeper was startled.

The boy grabbed the junior gatekeeper’s wrist, snapped it, and threw him behind him.

The proverb from the murim, to be careful of children, the elderly, and women, came to mind.

“Emergency! Emergency!”

Shing!

The senior gatekeeper shouted, drawing his sword.

The boy frowned.

“This appearance always causes trouble.”

The boy’s hands blurred, and in the next instant, the senior gatekeeper groaned and collapsed.

DONG! DONG! DONG!

As if the gatekeeper’s shout had reached them, a bell rang loudly inside the Martial Alliance, signaling an emergency.

The boy pushed open the heavy iron gate with his hand and stepped inside.

“Intruder!”

“Emergency! Emergency! Emergency!”

As expected from the Martial Alliance headquarters, their response was swift.

Warriors poured out from every direction, surrounding not just the entrance, but even the outer walls.

“A child?”

The captain of the guards who had just arrived at the scene was embarrassed.

He had thought that the Dark Heavens Association had attacked, but it was just a single person, and it was even a boy who hadn't reached adulthood.

His hair was braided into a single braid, and his eyes were sharp but handsome, which naturally drew one's gaze.

His aura was ordinary, the captain couldn't sense any qi. However, the boy's steps were strangely majestic.

No, let’s not let our guard down.

Maybe the boy was bait.

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In the gangho, it was said that the more one's appearance made an opponent lower their guard, the more careful one must be. They could have been fooled for nothing.

There was even a chance that a short Elder Demon Head used the power of disguise arts to look like that.

"Where's the Alliance Leader?"

"Get it together and surround him! Don’t let your guard down even if the intruder looks like a child!”

"The Alliance Leader, Nangong Weiwu, where is he?"

"Enough! Just who are you?"

"Oh, come to think of it, I didn’t introduce myself. Maybe because I haven’t talked to people in a long time, I forgot my basic manners. Please forgive me.”

“You crazy bastard!”

Everything about this was strange.

Not just the fact that he had barged in through the main gate on his own, but even his tone was odd.

"No matter what, even if I was in a bad mood, to come barging in and making demands without even introducing myself... I apologize for that."

The boy greeted him with a cupped fist.

“Grab him right this..."

“Wait.”

The captain was about to give an order.

"Alliance Leader!"

When suddenly, the Martial Alliance Leader, Nangong Weiwu, walked out with Zhuge Xiang.

The guards who had been following him like shadows blocked the path to Nangong Weiwu, but the Alliance Leader raised his hand to stop them.

“Alliance Leader," the boy greeted.

“You insolent brat!”

“How dare you!”

Nangong Weiwu, one of the Seven Empyrean Overlords, the leader of the murim, was a warrior and elder respected by many warriors throughout the gangho.

Seeing a child call out to him so casually, the reaction was bound to be intense.

However, the next words of the Martial Alliance Leader made people shut their mouths and stand in shock.

“It’s been a while, senior.”

Senior?

The captain of the guards blinked in disbelief. Then the realization hit him.

“Fist... Fist...”

Someone muttered, voice trembling.

‘The Juvenile Fist Emperor!’

The oldest Absolute Master next to the Blood Demon.

Even the Completion Sword had to call him senior.

It was one of the Seven Empyrean Overlords, the Juvenile Fist Emperor.