r18novel Chapter 85 Nathan Weiljah
Chapter 85 Nathan Weiljah
"Hehe, Mother-in-law, please calm down."
Zhang Chulan, shameless as ever, approached and handed over a bottle of water:
"It was my fault just now, I didn't explain clearly..."
"I really don't know what happened before, but I came here this time to find out the truth and clear my grandfather's name, as well as to restore the innocence of Senior Wugensheng."
"clean?"
Jin Feng sneered: "Why should the sect leader need to be innocent when he does things? He's always been an unrestrained person."
"Alright, stop arguing."
Su Wuxian interrupted the two, his gaze fixed on the depths of the canyon:
"Xiao Feng, lead the way."
"Take me to see what Wugensheng left behind. I know you've been guarding this place all along."
Jin Feng hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded:
"Since it's you, senior brother... then of course it's fine."
"The 'Twenty-Four Solar Terms Valley' left behind by the sect leader is just ahead. However, the energy there is very chaotic; ordinary people would get lost if they went in..."
"It's okay, I'm here."
Su Wuxian waved his hand, preparing to take a step.
Sudden.
"Bang!"
A muffled gunshot shattered the tranquility of the valley.
A bullet carrying a spiraling force grazed past Granny Jin Feng's ear and shattered the wooden door behind her.
Wood chips flew everywhere.
"who???"
Zhang Zhiwei turned around instantly, and golden light suddenly shone from his body, protecting everyone behind him.
Tian Jinzhong even pulled out an entrenching tool from the outside of his thigh, looking excited:
"Another job coming up???"
Su Wuxian's eyes turned cold. He didn't turn around, but simply said:
"It seems our reminiscing is over."
"Some impolite guests show up uninvited."
rustling --
Dozens of fully armed figures emerged from the surrounding bushes.
This time, they were no longer ordinary mercenaries.
This group of people possessed a very special kind of "Qi".
That is Western alchemy, magic, or even some ancient power of faith.
And at the very front of the line.
A man in a suit, with long blond hair and a silver revolver in his hand, walked out gracefully.
He was very handsome, with a gentlemanly smile on his face, but his blue eyes revealed a cold indifference to life.
Nathanwei – Elijah.
"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant!"
Elijah clapped his hands and said in fluent Chinese:
"I never expected to see such a touching scene here."
"The old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, Granny Jin Feng of Quanxing, and another... um? A young man whose depths are unfathomable."
"The world of extraordinary individuals in China is truly a pleasant surprise."
"Who are you?"
Granny Jin Feng gripped her cane tightly, her eyes flashing with murderous intent:
"Was this also part of your scheme?"
Let me introduce myself.
Elijah gave a slight bow, performing a standard Western greeting:
"I am Elijah, from the island of Nathan."
"We are also very interested in the treasure left behind by Wugensheng. In particular... the secret of 'becoming a god'."
"So, could you please move aside?"
Elijah raised his silver revolver, pointing the muzzle at Su Wuxian's forehead:
"Or should I send you all to meet God?"
The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.
The surrounding mercenaries raised their weapons, their muzzles flashing with various magical lights.
"Nathan Island?"
Su Wuxian looked at the gun pointed at him, but instead of getting angry, he smiled.
He turned his head and said to Zhang Zhiwei behind him:
"Senior brother, look."
"Young people these days are all incredibly arrogant."
"With just a fire poker, he dares to point fingers and dictate things on our Chinese territory."
"yes."
Zhang Zhiwei pushed up his sunglasses, his tone as calm as if he were discussing what to have for dinner:
"I wonder if his God can even govern this Qinling region."
"Since he came to find God..."
Su Wuxian slowly turned around to face Elijah.
His aura began to rise steadily, and the surrounding air seemed to become heavy.
"Then let's do a good deed."
"See him off."
Su Wuxian extended a finger and beckoned to Elijah:
"shot."
"Let me see what kind of quality your Western alchemy really is."
"Bang!"
With a spit of fire from the gun barrel, a silver bullet tore through the air, trailing a dark red streak, and headed straight for Su Wuxian's brow.
Su Wuxian stood still, his hands behind his back, not even blinking, and he didn't even mobilize his Qi.
It was as if what flew towards them wasn't a deadly alchemical bullet, but a peanut.
"Master Su, be careful!"
Wang, who was standing to the side and behind, also moved.
Although he knew that this ancestor was incredibly powerful, it would be incredibly disrespectful for him, a junior, to let his elder be beaten in front of him.
"Chaotic Golden Clang... no, Tai Chi!"
Wang Ye moved swiftly, instantly blocking Su Wuxian's path.
He drew circles with both hands, and the black and white Tai Chi energy flowed in his palms, forming a flexible vortex.
This is the essence of Wudang Tai Chi—using the opponent's force against them, using minimal force to overcome great strength.
No matter how powerful the bullet is, as long as it is a physical object, Wang is confident that he can "disarm" it to the side.
"Go!"
Wang Ye's palm precisely met the bullet.
however.
The moment the Tai Chi force made contact with the bullet.
"Pfft—"
The originally incredibly hard metal bullet instantly liquefied!
It was like a ball of red mercury, ignoring the "force-reducing" principle of Tai Chi, directly penetrating the vortex, and even spreading up along Wang Ye's arm!
"Holy crap??? It turned into water?"
Wang was shocked, feeling a sharp burning sensation on his arm.
The red liquid was actually corroding his protective golden light!
Wang Ye reacted extremely quickly, instantly activating the Feng Hou Qi Men technique.
"Kan Character - Water Bullet!"
Several water spheres shot out and hit Wang Ye's arm, attempting to wash away the strange red liquid.
"Sizzle sizzle—"
White smoke rose, and Wang Ye took the opportunity to fling his hand away, retreating several steps. Looking down, he saw that his sleeve had been burned with a large hole, and his skin was also red.
"This thing is a bit weird..."
Wang Ye shook his hand, wincing in pain.
"No sportsmanship whatsoever! Can bullets change shape?"
opposite.
Elijah blew on the still-smoking muzzle of his gun, a refined yet contemptuous smile playing on his lips:
"Tai Chi? Is this what Eastern martial arts are all about?"
"A very ingenious application of mechanics. Unfortunately... in the face of alchemy, the form of matter is defined by me."
"It is a solid, a liquid, and even a gas. Your rules do not apply to me."
"Western alchemy..."
Wang Ye adjusted his glasses, his expression grave.
"I've read about it in ancient books. They don't cultivate meridians; instead, they restructure matter through 'equivalent exchange.' The weapons these people wield are all enchanted with alchemy; you can't take them head-on."