Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 2043 - 2106: The Era of Seeking Life in the Face of Death
"People from that era are just impossible to understand," Li Yifei shook his head, then heard Murong Yuanqing let out a heavy sigh, saying, "None can escape death; one cannot live forever."
"That’s great, saves me the trouble of killing you." The other person spoke with genuine delight, and Li Yifei thought it best not to speculate wildly. As long as he stayed here, he would eventually find out why.
"If you can... then come kill me!" Murong Yuanqing’s tone turned dark, as if his heart had already died.
Li Yifei saw Murong Yuanqing actually close his eyes. "Oh no, you’re serious, old man? Offering your neck like this isn’t the way it’s supposed to be, traveling all this way to deliver yourself for slaughter?"
Seeing this, Li Yifei had no choice but to speak up. He took two steps forward and said, "Elder Murong, you can’t do this. Although I don’t know what grudge you have with that hidden senior, after so many years, it’s long past time to resolve it..."
"You don’t understand." Murong Yuanqing opened his eyes upon hearing this and glanced at Li Yifei with apparent appreciation in his eyes.
Of course, I don’t understand, Li Yifei thought, then said aloud, "I may not understand much, but Elder Murong, you’re a good person. A good person wouldn’t do anything too excessive, hidden senior."
Saying this, Li Yifei raised his hand in respect, his expression respectful, "Why don’t you show yourself, and let’s have a talk. Even if there was a misunderstanding back then, it shouldn’t persist for thirty-two years. As Elder Murong just said, he doesn’t have many years left. It would be better to resolve the grudge while alive, to avoid carrying regrets. Moreover, if there’s been no communication for thirty-two years, maybe talking it over will make those past matters disappear!"
"Get lost, who do you think you are!" The voice didn’t heed his words, and simply replied with a curse.
Li Yifei’s face froze and his mouth twitched. He hadn’t expected the old woman’s temper to be so explosive. She had been living in seclusion in the deep mountains, yet still cursed at the slightest provocation. Her temper couldn’t have been much better when she was young. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
Having been cursed by the old woman, Li Yifei didn’t get angry. Instead, he had the resolve to endure it, rubbing his face before nodding and continuing with a smile, "Senior, you’re right. I’m Li Yifei, considered half a student of Elder Murong Yuanqing, so theoretically, I have no right to be involved in this. But since the old gentleman is pleading so much, even if you’re angry, shouldn’t you show yourself?"
A few seconds later, Li Yifei felt the sword formation tremble again. With one hand on the black box, ready to draw it at any moment, he felt some confidence. The old woman hidden in the shadows couldn’t be so overwhelmingly powerful, could she? Perhaps the sword formation was her only trick. But no form of attack could continue endlessly. It had been triggered twice already, and Li Yifei didn’t believe she could trigger it continuously. With this black box as a weapon, Li Yifei was confident he could withstand several rounds of attacks. After a few rounds, would the opponent still have the strength to fight? If so, Li Yifei would simply take Murong Yuanqing and run down the mountain. As long as he escaped the sword formation’s attack, he had nothing to fear.
With this thought, Li Yifei dared to speak arrogantly. Opposite him, the old woman didn’t seem to take him seriously. Seeing him speak like this, she replied, "Arrogant boy, do you really want to die?"
"To live by seeking death," Li Yifei grinned, revealing his white teeth. Not knowing the relationship or the grudge between these two people, he could only deal with it in his own way. A senior deserves respect, but when the senior acts outrageously, even wanting to kill him, then respect is unnecessary.
Thus, Li Yifei picked up the black box again, even opening it directly. He held the black rectangular object inside with both hands, enveloped in a black mist that hid his hands. Li Yifei stood firm with a determined look in his eyes, ready to make a move if the opponent continued to be difficult.
By nature, Li Yifei wasn’t someone who pampered others. If you give an inch, he’d take a mile; if you advance a step, he’d break your hand.
Murong Yuanqing seemed to anticipate Li Yifei’s actions but merely glanced at him with a hint of mystery in his expression.
Li Yifei glared with anger, not yielding a step. From above came a snort of distaste, and a myriad of sword lights started again, as if they would chop everything into pieces as soon as they fell. Between heaven and earth stood only a ragged old man and Li Yifei holding the black rectangle; he was practically standing against the sky full of sword lights.
Those sword lights exuded coldness, brimming with an overwhelming aura. This was the opponent’s home ground, after all. Li Yifei slowly spread his legs, leaning his head back, preparing himself.
"Hahaha, arrogant fool!" The old woman cackled. The sword lights vibrated, buzzing as if a swarm of bees were flapping their wings. While such a scene would terrify the average person to death, Li Yifei remained unchanged, his gaze steady, lips tight, body without the slightest shake.
"If you want to fight, then fight! I accompanied Elder Murong to pay you a visit, not to suffer insults!" Li Yifei retorted.
Suddenly, silence enveloped the world. The countless sword lights slowly closed in while Murong Yuanqing stayed as he was, with Li Yifei ready to respond at any moment. The woman hidden in the shadows remained silent.
It’s unclear how much time passed—perhaps tens of seconds, maybe a minute or two, maybe longer—when the sky full of sword lights dissipated, just like before they appeared. The sky revealed itself again, and even the fog that had initially enveloped them was blown away.
Li Yifei’s eyes lit up, and the intense pressure vanished. But he didn’t relax, staying alert.
Murong Yuanqing turned around, chuckled, and patted Li Yifei on the shoulder, saying, "Alright, Qingqiu has withdrawn the formation method."
As Murong Yuanqing was speaking, the door of a distant house suddenly opened with a creak. Li Yifei glanced over and remembered there was clearly no house there earlier. It seemed to have been hidden by a formation method. Then, he saw a figure slowly emerging.
Damn, seriously? Li Yifei saw the figure approaching slowly, dressed in clothing similar to Han clothing, though he couldn’t quite discern exactly what it was. The long black hair hung down to the waist, truly deserving the praise of being straight and beautiful. The figure was tall and resembled someone around 175 cm; such a body would be considered goddess-like in any era.
And that was not all—the key was that the other person looked way... too young. Li Yifei, who had seen plenty, couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth when he saw her appearance. A woman from the same era as Murong Yuanqing, yet with such youthful looks, Li Yifei could only marvel at the mysteries of cultivation.
It wasn’t just Li Yifei staring, Murong Yuanqing was also staring. He was dazed for quite a while until Qingqiu was about ten meters from them. Only then did Murong Yuanqing snap out of it, his eyes flashing with a complex look as he said, "You’re still so young, while I’m already on the brink of death."
"So, you’re the one who’s dying old!" Qingqiu gave him a glance, saying bluntly.
Well, still as blunt as ever. Li Yifei swallowed, not because he was craving anything, but because he had been nervous and now finally relaxed, his mouth began to produce a lot of saliva.
Qingqiu’s gaze shifted to Li Yifei, and with a faint smile, she said, "You truly are quite arrogant, kid!"
"Haha, he’s just foolhardy." Murong Yuanqing straightened his back, but even so, he still didn’t appear taller than Qingqiu.
"I wasn’t speaking to you." Qingqiu retorted once more.
Murong Yuanqing laughed awkwardly and didn’t say anything further.
Qingqiu instead looked at Li Yifei and asked coldly, "If I had let the sword formation fall earlier, what would you have done?"
"Elder Qingqiu, if you had let it fall, I would have had to face it. Sitting and waiting for death is not my style," Li Yifei replied.
"Are you sure you can withstand it? My sword formation is already perfected; even that old undead next to you can’t endure it, let alone you." Qingqiu said.
"Well... It might not be impossible to withstand. I found that the item in my hand restrains your sword formation." Li Yifei said, flipping the black rectangle in his hand.
"With just that?" Qingqiu’s eyes flashed with contempt.
Murong Yuanqing’s lips quivered as he said, "Qingqiu, this kid is also an Innate Expert and has been through several life-and-death battles. Your sword formation doesn’t intimidate him."
"What?" Qingqiu’s eyebrows twitched, clearly surprised. This time, she didn’t chastise Murong Yuanqing but was genuinely astonished; Li Yifei could even see her eyes widen a bit.
This kid is an Innate Expert? Qingqiu didn’t quite believe it. Originally, she thought he was just an arrogant youngster, understandable at his age. But she didn’t expect him to have real strength after all; moreover, he was an Innate Expert like herself.
Li Yifei noticed Qingqiu looking over and nodded slightly.
Murong Yuanqing added, "He truly is an Innate Expert, yes, a lucky Innate Expert. Within a few years, he achieved his current cultivation level."
Qingqiu still shook her head. She too sensed Li Yifei’s cultivation was indeed an Innate Expert’s level, but his age should be off. This kid might have been cultivating for decades like herself, she thought. Upon hearing Murong Yuanqing’s explanation, Qingqiu shook her head, saying, "Who would believe that?"
"Alright, whether you believe it or not, he is an Innate Expert, and I don’t suggest you probe him. As I said earlier, this kid fought his way through life-and-death battles and is not beneath us in that regard." Murong Yuanqing began babbling, seemingly wanting to take the opportunity to say more to Qingqiu.
Qingqiu quickly lost curiosity, her eyes lingering on the black rectangle in Li Yifei’s hand for a moment before snorting and saying, "Earlier, you said he is half your master?"
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