Fairy, don't let your golden finger chase after me!

Chapter 64: Mamba! Out! You're a tough guy!

Mamba! Out! What else can I say?

Dong Zhan's plane crashed. His silver figure plummeted from the sky like a bird with broken wings, tracing a tragic arc.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, Dong Zhan crashed heavily into the surrounding mountains outside Heming Mountain, and the ground suddenly burst open with countless cracks the moment he fell.

Gravel was scattered all around, and dust filled the air.

As the smoke cleared, Dong Zhan's disheveled figure was revealed.

At this moment, Dong Zhan knelt in the rubble pit. His silver helmet and armor had disappeared, revealing a tattered brocade robe underneath. His left arm was bare from the elbow down, and blood gushed from the wound, staining half of his robe dark red.

Then look at his natal spirit sword, the Nine Tribulations Thunder Sword! It is currently stuck in the ground ten feet away.

The sword was broken in two, and the spiritual light on the blade had been completely extinguished, making it look like a piece of scrap metal.

Dong Zhan raised his head, his gaze fixed on the black elbow that was slowly descending from behind the curtain in the sky!

Blood trickled from the corner of Dong Zhan's mouth, but his face still held a stubborn fighting spirit.

"It's not... over yet..."

Dong Zhan gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up. The excruciating pain from his severed arm made the veins on his forehead bulge, but he stubbornly refused to fall.

Just as he staggered to his feet, a dark shadow descended from the sky.

Yin Lingsu delivered a powerful kick, falling from the sky and landing with perfect precision on Dong Zhan's chest. The force was so great that it sent him flying back into the rubble pit.

"Bang!"

Dong Zhan slammed his back into the gravel, spitting out a mouthful of blood that splattered onto Yin Lingsu's boots.

Yin Lingsu looked down at him, her golden eyes devoid of any superfluous emotion—neither the triumph of a victor nor the pity of a loser.

"You said you wanted to challenge me, but this is all you've got? The Dong family of the Western Wilderness is getting worse with each generation."

Dong Zhan lay on the ground, his chest pounded so hard he could barely breathe. He looked up at Yin Lingsu and said with a self-deprecating tone.

"What else can I say? I'm truly sorry I couldn't satisfy the Sword Demon Lord?"

In the distance, on the dock.

Zhao Xier and Dong Maogong exchanged a glance as they watched Dong Zhan's defeat, a glint of light flashing in their eyes.

The chance to rescue the young master has arrived.

Zhao Xier immediately turned around and shouted at the members of the Law Enforcement Hall who were still surrounding the spirit boat.

"You bunch of useless trash, what are you all standing there for? Hurry up and save Fourth Master!"

Upon hearing this, the members of the Enforcement Hall exchanged bewildered glances, their faces clearly saying, "Are you fucking kidding me?"

Huh? Rescuing someone from the Sword Demon? Who? Us?

Me, fight Sword Demon? Are you kidding me?

Seeing that the disciples of the Enforcement Hall remained unmoved, Dong Maogong stroked his beard and added a timely remark.

"What are you all standing there for? If something really happens to Fourth Master, do you think you, these lackeys, can escape responsibility?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the members of the Enforcement Hall changed drastically.

Yes, if something happens to Fourth Master, given the strictness of the Dong family rules, these law enforcement officers responsible for the pursuit will, at best, have their cultivation revoked and be expelled from the family, and at worst, have their entire family executed.

Since death is inevitable either way, I might as well risk it all and at least earn a reputation for loyalty from my family, so they can take care of my widow.

An older cultivator from the Enforcement Hall gritted his teeth, drew his spirit sword from his waist, and shouted loudly.

"Fellow soldiers! The time has come to serve our family! Follow me!"

"kill!"

The group of Enforcement Hall cultivators roared in unison, steeling themselves as they charged toward where Yin Lingsu was.

The encirclement surrounding the spirit boat suddenly broke through.

Seeing that the main force of the Enforcement Hall had been transferred away, Zhou Cai immediately turned to look at the two Enforcement Hall disciples who were responsible for guarding Song Qiuyu.

"You all hurry and go save Fourth Master!" Zhou Cai waved his hand and said, "We'll keep an eye on things here, and make sure nothing goes wrong."

The two disciples from the Enforcement Hall exchanged a glance and hesitated for a moment.

"this……"

"What are you hesitating for?" Zhou Cai glared. "If anything happens to Fourth Master, can you bear the responsibility?"

Upon hearing this, the two disciples no longer hesitated, pushed Song Qiuyu to Zhou Cai, and turned to run towards Dong Zhan.

After watching the two leave, Zhou Cai confirmed that there were no more people from the Dong family's Enforcement Hall around and immediately reached out to untie the ropes binding Song Qiuyu.

Song Qiuyu moved her wrists, which were numb from being strangled, and looked at the dark-faced man in front of her with some surprise.

"Seniors... what's going on here?"

Zhou Cai lowered his voice and spoke very quickly: "Miss Song, hurry up and meet up with the young master, then leave as soon as possible!"

Dong Maogong also stepped forward, his tone solemn: "There's no time to explain. This incident is far too suspicious, and we really don't want to see our young master fall into the hands of the Enforcement Hall. So hurry up and take our young master to Central Continent for safety."

Song Qiuyu glanced at Zhou Cai, then at Dong Maogong, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside her.

"What will you do if we leave?"

Zhao Xier smiled slightly, her smile carrying a hint of nonchalance: "After all, we are the family's retainers, so the family won't do anything to us. At most, we'll get a scolding and have our salaries deducted for a few years."

"Hurry up, don't dawdle," Zhou Cai urged. "It'll be too late if we're any later."

Song Qiuyu took a deep breath and bowed deeply to the three worshippers.

"I will always remember the great kindness of the three seniors."

Having said that, she didn't linger any longer, leaped up, and flew towards the spirit boat on her sword.

On the spirit boat.

When Feng Ling Shuang saw Song Qiu Yu flying towards her, she immediately cried out in delight.

"Senior sister! Why are you back?"

Song Qiuyu landed on the deck, not bothering with pleasantries, and said directly, "There's no time to explain. Let's get going and take Young Master Dong away from here."

Feng Ling Shuang nodded and turned to take the helm, but her gaze fell on Gu Zi Yue, and she suddenly remembered something.

Feng Ling Shuang pointed at the blood-red longsword that Yin Ling Su had stuck in the deck and said to Gu Zi Yue, "What are you still standing there for? Quickly open your master's barrier and let my senior sister in."

Gu Ziyue crossed her arms, her fox ears twitched, and she shook her head with an arrogant expression.

"I won't open it."

Feng Ling Shuang stared wide-eyed: "Why?"

Gu Ziyue counted on her fingers, listing them one by one.

"First, what if she's a spy?"

"Secondly, what if she's a bait sent by the Dong family to lure us into activating the barrier?"

"Thirdly, what if she has already submitted to the Dong family?"

Gu Ziyue paused, then rolled her eyes at Feng Ling Shuang: "Besides, why should I listen to you? What right do you have to order me around?"

"you……"

Feng Ling Shuang was so angry that she gritted her teeth, wishing she could chop this stinking fox to pieces with a sword.

But she knew that now was not the time to argue.

"Fine! You won't drive, huh? Fine, I'll drive!"

Feng Ling Shuang took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and the power of the Ancient Sacred Body within her body began to surge.

Immediately afterwards, a strange fluctuation emanated from her body!

"The Nine Secrets of the Emperor: The Secret of Military Affairs!"

Upon seeing this, Dong Mo was immediately startled and instantly recognized that Feng Ling Shuang was using the "Soldier" Secret Technique. The "Soldier" Secret Technique among the Nine Secret Techniques was created by the ancient war lord, Emperor Chi You, and can temporarily grant the user control over some weapons!

Feng Ling Shuang suddenly opened her eyes, a golden light flashing in her azure pupils. She reached out and made a grasping motion towards the blood-red longsword that Yin Ling Su had stuck in the deck!

"Hmph! Get up!"

The blood-red longsword trembled slightly and emitted a low hum.

Immediately afterwards, the sword slowly rose upwards. Although it was only a mere centimeter, it was enough to tear a gap in the barrier!

"Senior sister, come in quickly!" Feng Ling Shuang shouted through gritted teeth.

Song Qiuyu reacted extremely quickly, and in a flash, she slipped through the gap.

The blood-red longsword fell back onto the deck, and the barrier closed.