Chapter 328 – Truths and Lies (XIV)

Chapter 328

Truths and Lies (XIV)

Xi Zhao felt rather spent, having consumed well over half of his Qi reserves on the draw attack. Though it ‘succeeded’, there was a deep frown on his face; his control over the attack was still lacking, and the Qi spent wasn’t proportionate to the level of attack, whatever the outside world believed.

He knew himself best, and he knew that the excess spent Qi was entirely due to his lack of fine control–though it had improved over the past few months, in a realistic scenario, a decision to use the massive draw attack would be a rather moronic one. In fact, were it not for Dai Xiu, Wan Lan, and even Rayce, who’d joined them, he would have likely been killed almost immediately.

As the city lord’s daughter screeched for vengeance like a banshee and the city lord himself ordered an attack, dozens of enshadowed figures sprung from every direction, all converging toward them. Dai Xiu and Wan Lan were the first to react, with the latter pulling Light to the platform where Xi Zhao was, and the former directly intercepting several figures and demolishing them into mists of blood before they could reach him.

“Thank you,” he said, popping a Qi-replenishing pill that Master Lao gave him.

“That was quite an attack.” She turned toward him, frowning. “How come you never attacked me with it? Huh?”

“Uhm…”

“Because you’d die and Master would be sad.” It was Light that so profoundly explained it. Dai Xiu looked like she was about to argue for a moment but stopped; no matter how proud she was and how, on average, she was stronger than him, it was likely that only Master and Senior Brother Tao were able to execute a single attack that outmatched Xi Zhao’s.

“Forget about that for now,” Wan Lan said as she joined them. “Xiu, keep watch over Zhao; Light, support me. That bitch will likely take a while to recover and will keep hiding at the back. Zhao, if you ever get a chance, rip her a new one. Seeing her ripped to pieces once just isn’t enough.”

“Yeah,” Dai Xiu nodded. “I missed her expression the last time; the wretched bitch needs to be put in her place.”

“…” Xi Zhao grimaced but didn’t say anything, merely sighing and nodding.

Light flicked her fingers gently next to him as a dozen or so tendrils of darkness surged from underneath the floor, rapidly crafting a wall that stopped dozens of smoke-doused daggers from reaching them.

At the same time, Rayce ripped a sheet of paper with brilliant, gold letters–lines of light billowed from the torn sheet, blindingly bright, and spread out into forty-seven identical lines, all shooting in seemingly random directions. Within a second, having seemed to reach their destination, they turned into tall pillars of light reaching toward the sky.

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Screams diluted with horror broke out into the world not long after as the golden pillars turned crimson with blood, chunks of flesh visibly floating up and dispersing into mist as the pillars disappeared.

Slack-jawed, Xi Zhao turned toward Rayce, who smiled fleetingly.

“Master… is really one of a kind…” the man mumbled, the look in his eyes… strange.

Xi Zhao’s frown deepened; he loved and respected Master, too, but sometimes his brothers and sisters made his skin crawl.