279: Chapter 279 Flashback

In the alleyway outside the Jianghai City branch of the Huayu Association.

The torrential rain fell like countless sharp ice picks.

Frantically battering the scarred Jianghai City.

Upon the long street.

Rainwater and blood.

Had long since merged into a dark red stream.

Teacher Wang Jin stood alone before the gates of the Huayu Association branch.

Before her was a dense, black mass.

The Qiu Family's legion of female martial artists surged forward like a tide.

Facing these hundreds upon thousands of enemies, whose cultivation was at least at the fifth stage.

Teacher Wang Jin, who had just broken through to the ninth stage.

Not a single trace of cowardly retreat could be found on that exquisite face.

As wave after wave of enemies lunged toward her.

The blade in her hand slowly unsheathed.

Having fought her way up from the bottom, Teacher Wang Jin was not skilled in the flashy moves of the prestigious sects.

Her blade technique focused on only four words.

Great simplicity in the Dao.

Every time her long blade left its sheath, every horizontal slash and downward cleave.

Carried a ruthless determination to find life within death.

The blade's edge sliced through the curtain of rain, crisp and clean.

Precisely cutting through the enemies' throats or hearts.

One after another, seductive flowers of blood bloomed in the rainy night.

She was like a tireless black butterfly, dancing through the forest of death.

The long blade in her hand soon became riddled with notches, and the webbing between her thumb and forefinger was shaken until it bled.

But she used her flesh and blood.

To build an insurmountable high wall before this gate.

In just a few minutes.

A barrier made of countless fallen female martial artists' corpses was built before the Huayu Association's entrance.

And Teacher Wang Jin stood tall before the gate.

Blood dripped steadily from the demonic blade at her waist.

In the curtain of rain, only her slender silhouette could be seen.

Her beautiful but icy face was half-hidden by the darkness.

Making her look exceptionally terrifying.

For a moment, seeing that Teacher Wang Jin's cultivation was much higher than they had imagined (most of these female martial artists were between the fifth and seventh stages).

And her attacks were exceptionally ruthless.

The female martial artists retreated in fear.

The battle fell into a stalemate.

However.

How could the Qiu Family only send these dregs to attack the Huayu Association?

The change occurred without any warning.

"Boom—!"

A force caused the surrounding rain to instantly suspend in mid-air.

A terrifying pressure that twisted the space of the entire block.

Crashed down from the heavens like a hundred thousand mountains.

The head of the Qiu Family, that powerful martial artist who had stepped into the Twelfth Stage.

Finally stepped through the mud and entered the battlefield in person.

In an instant, the battle underwent a desperate and total reversal.

For Teacher Wang Jin at the ninth stage, facing a Twelfth Stage powerhouse was like facing an insurmountable chasm.

She still stood tall before the gate, maintaining her aloof posture.

Only Teacher Wang Jin herself knew.

That even the strength to lift her long blade was pinned down by that pressure.

Mother Qiu only gave a cold snort as she saw the members of the Qiu Family who had been slaughtered by Teacher Wang Jin.

Her eyes were filled with the contempt one has for ants.

She didn't even use a weapon, just a casual wave of her hand.

A wave of terrifying spiritual power surged out like an overwhelming tide, striking Teacher Wang Jin squarely in the chest.

"Crack—!"

The ear-piercing sound of bones fracturing was exceptionally clear in the wind and rain.

Every rib in Teacher Wang Jin's body was shattered by this single blow.

She was thrown back like a ragdoll discarded by a naughty child.

Crashing heavily onto the steps covered in mud and gravel before the Huayu Association's gate.

Large gulps of blood surged uncontrollably from her mouth.

Instantly staining her black tight-fitting combat suit red.

"Lowly thing, overestimating yourself."

Mother Qiu walked forward, looking down from above.

Looking at the delicate body slumped like mud on the steps, her breathing becoming faint.

She raised her foot.

Just as she was about to cripple this meddlesome woman's cultivation and sever her limbs.

Before taking her back to the Qiu Family dungeon for slow torture.

Suddenly, Mother Qiu's movements jerked to a halt.

Something was wrong.

Why was she the only one guarding the Huayu Association entrance?

The one who killed her son Hao'er, and the greatest threat tonight.

Su Wanyue.

Where did she go?

Just as this thought arose.

From deep within the Huayu Association branch building, in the direction of the underground secret room.

A sudden, intense wave of energy rippled out, making even Mother Qiu's soul tremble.

"A breakthrough in the heat of battle?"

"Is it Su Wanyue?"

"Such a strong fluctuation of mental power... it must be produced by a mental-path martial artist!"

Mother Qiu's expression changed drastically, a hint of wariness welling up in her heart.

She never expected.

That little monster Su Wanyue, who had awakened a rare mental-type superpower.

Would actually pull off a breakthrough at this life-or-death moment.

What was even more terrifying.

Was that within that energy fluctuation.

Mother Qiu could vaguely sense the scent of the conceptual and causal-paths.

Thinking of the girl's bizarre and unpredictable methods when she killed people at the hospital.

Mother Qiu knew well that once Su Wanyue successfully broke through.

Even with her Twelfth Stage cultivation, she might not truly be a match for this madwoman.

She had to stop her immediately and crush that girl at the moment of her breakthrough.

Mother Qiu gritted her teeth, no longer caring about the dying Teacher Wang Jin at her feet.

The spiritual power within her body circulated frantically. Just as she was about to take flight and turn into a beam of light to intercept Su Wanyue deep in the building.

But.

At the very moment her feet were about to leave the ground.

She suddenly felt.

Her lower body.

Felt a bit cold.

Then, she felt her body become much lighter, even somewhat out of control.

Then, an unbearable, searing pain struck her.

Mother Qiu lowered her head in disbelief.

She saw with utter horror that her entire lower body had been completely severed by a peak, blood-colored blade light.

Cut in half at the waist.

The cut was as smooth as a mirror. Blood and organs gushed out like a bursting dam, drenching the ground.

How is this possible?

Having lost her lower body, Mother Qiu crashed to the ground. Her eyes were wide with terror as she stared at the spot where the person had been dying just a moment ago.

Is it Teacher Wang Jin?

Impossible.

That ninth-stage ant she thought was beyond saving and couldn't even stand up?

With the strength gap between them, even if she stood there and let Teacher Wang Jin strike her, it shouldn't have been possible to break through her protective spiritual power.

Unless...

Thinking of a possibility, Mother Qiu looked at Teacher Wang Jin in horror.

At this moment, Teacher Wang Jin was still slumped in a pool of blood.

She had reached the very end of her strength. On her beautiful face was a wild smile of success.

Her hands tightly gripped the notched long blade.

Her entire body was burning with a piercing, blood-red flame.

That was her cultivation, her essence blood.

And her soul.

"You ambitious dog... If I, Teacher Wang Jin, can give you such a strike before I die, it's worth it."

In the final moments of life and death, there was no fear of death in her mind.

Instead, only the most precious memories were constantly flashing back.

(Don't ask why I'm updating at this hour. The number of active readers dropped from 1,600 to less than 100, and daily income fell from 200 to 6 yuan. I'm truly out of options. My resolve was so shattered that I almost wanted to just post the outline and quit, but after hesitating until past 2 AM, I deleted the outline I'd prepared and rewrote the main text X﹏X...)