Chapter 143: A Visit

Chapter 143: A Visit

This fat woman barged in recklessly; how could the people of Evernight Valley tolerate her insolence?

Especially the Shadow Envoy, who had been preparing for a decisive strike but never got the chance to unleash it, now felt an overwhelming discomfort.

Looking down, his eyes, like the starry night, instantly rippled with emotion as he subconsciously rubbed his right hand.

He had exchanged a blow with this fat woman earlier, and his arm was still tingling with pain.

At this moment, how did she manage to get out again?

Extending his gaze, he saw Su Mo and others on the rooftop nearby.

A look of surprise flashed across his eyes.

Before he could react further, cries of agony echoed one after another, as the fat woman charged through once more.

The corner of the Shadow Envoy's eye twitched.

The formation of Evernight Valley is called the "Dark Night Flowing Souls Array," whose intricacies cannot be described in just a few words.

But at its core, this formation is designed to kill, not to be trampled through recklessly!

Where did this fat woman come from? What kind of troublemaker is she?

His figure transformed into a black line, moving with an eerie agility, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of the fat woman, raising his hand to stop her.

"Again, it's you?"

The fat woman was taken aback and immediately flew into a rage. "I didn't have enough to eat earlier, but now I've had my fill of water and a good nap. This time, you won't be able to stop me!"

With that, she lowered her head and charged forward fiercely.

"Hmm?"

The Shadow Envoy's eye twitched again, sensing that the fat woman's momentum was indeed different from before. He immediately changed his steps, and his figure became like a shadow hanging in the air.

Moving with the wind, he seemed to float like a leaf, making it impossible for the fat woman's immense force to land on him.

The fat woman also sensed something amiss. Her head-on collision felt as if it had no impact at all.

Stopping her steps and looking up, she suddenly realized:

"I'll see how long you can keep dodging!"

She gathered her inner strength and charged with a thunderous impact, but then heard a voice from behind: "What are you hitting?"

"Hmm?"

The fat woman spun around on the ground and charged again.

However, Su Mo and the others on the rooftop could clearly see that the man's lightness skill was incredibly elusive, as if he had merged with the shadows.

Although the fat woman's strength was formidable, unmatched by few in the world,

she was still at a disadvantage against the Shadow Envoy.

It wasn't that her strength was insufficient, but even with a thousand pounds of force, it was useless if she couldn't hit him.

Suddenly, the Shadow Envoy's speed increased even more.

He began leaping and weaving through the crowd, circling around the fat woman repeatedly.

The fat woman, entangled by this black shadow, found that her several attempts to collide with him passed right through him, having no effect whatsoever.

Instead, she became dizzy and disoriented, eventually standing still with a puzzled look on her large, round face. She finally bent over, hands on her thighs:

"Ugh~"

"Damn it!"

The Shadow Envoy flew into a rage, his figure shifting between reality and illusion, and a sharp edge appeared behind the fat woman's neck.

Clang!!

The sharp edge made a clear, crisp sound.

The Shadow Envoy's figure trembled, and he abruptly retreated, truly like a shadow, sticking to the back of an Evernight Valley disciple. Looking up, he saw that there was now someone behind the fat woman.

Tall and imposing, with hair gently swaying in the wind and a sword scabbard slung diagonally on his back, he looked down at his fingers with a slight smile.

"Is this the ultimate technique of Evernight Valley, assassination?"

"Who are you?"

The Shadow Envoy snorted coldly, turned his body, and flipped the Evernight Valley disciple to face Su Mo, bringing his blade close with a step.

"Oh?"

Su Mo's five fingers enveloped the blade, lightly tapping it with his finger.

With a clatter, the single-bladed weapon fell to the ground.

The Evernight Valley disciple suddenly lunged forward.

Su Mo shook his head slightly, stepped forward, grabbed the man's chest, and with his fingers enveloped, his inner strength penetrated the man's entire body.

The man instantly turned into a limp mass of flesh, and Su Mo casually threw him aside.

A darting black shadow rushed forward—it was the Shadow Envoy.

Seeing this, the Shadow Envoy collided head-on and clung to the person's back. The two spun in mid-air, and then the Shadow Envoy's figure flickered, separating from behind the person, allowing them to fly away while he landed on the ground.

Lifting his gaze toward Su Mo, the eyes beneath the gold-threaded black mask, cold and starry, stared intently:

"Your courage is commendable, daring to meddle in the affairs of Evernight Valley."

"I just happened to be here by chance."

Su Mo said, "However, even if it wasn't by chance, I would still not allow your schemes in Evernight Valley to succeed, wouldn't I?"

"But there is one thing I don't understand. Why is Evernight Valley going to such great lengths to control this waterway? What is your purpose?

"You don't rely on river trade for your business; it's quite suspicious."

"Have you heard a saying?"

"I'm all ears."

"The more you know, the sooner you die!"

The Shadow Envoy leaped like a fleeting shadow, rushing toward Su Mo, his palm extended with a sinister black aura between his fingers.

"Let me... ugh..."

The large woman behind him tried to regain her composure, but she clearly underestimated the Shadow Envoy's influence on her.

Just as she straightened up, she started vomiting again.

Su Mo smiled, took a step forward, and the Seven Injuries Fist moved with the wind.

At the moment their fists met, a look of shock flashed in the Shadow Envoy's eyes.

Immediately, the black aura around him boiled, becoming even deeper than the night itself.

When Su Mo's fist struck, it hit nothing but air.

Looking up, the Shadow Envoy was already above him, head down and feet up, his palm's sharp edge descending.

But before the move could land, his figure vanished again into the darkness, disappearing from Su Mo's sight.

The Shadow Envoy's figure flickered, constantly changing position amidst the black aura.

Sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, circling Su Mo from all directions.

Su Mo's lips twitched, understanding why the large woman was feeling so nauseous.

It was truly disorienting.

He decided not to watch and instead opened the sword scabbard on his back, where the Dragon Roar Sword flew out and into his hand.

Turning abruptly, he thrust the sword forward!

Buzz!!!

The sword blade cut through a cold gleam, slicing a half-section of a dagger in two. Then, the Dragon Roar Sword pierced straight into the Shadow Envoy's throat.

"This... this..."

Shock flashed in the Shadow Envoy's eyes, but in an instant, the black aura boiled again. Su Mo felt the tip of his sword lighten, and a shadow slithered along the ground, attaching itself to the back of an Evernight Valley disciple.

Suddenly, the Evernight Valley disciple turned and fled into the air.

"Hmm?"

Su Mo was taken aback: "This can work?"

The Shadow Envoy should have been dead after being impaled through the throat.

Yet, attached to the disciple's back, he moved without hindrance?

But today, Su Mo was here, and he would not let him escape.

The sword tip turned, a silver light slicing through the air, and in an instant, two heads flew off, and the headless bodies fell to the ground.

Su Mo approached, carefully examined, and confirmed that they were truly dead before nodding slightly.

"The martial arts of Evernight Valley are not particularly powerful, but they are more devious than those of the Youquan Cult. Perhaps it would be better not to face them directly..."

He harbored a sense of caution but also wondered: "Attaching to someone's back, controlling them even with a fatal wound... what kind of technique is this?"

He glanced back at the large woman. If he had this ability, why didn't he use it on her?

Was it because he lacked the strength?

Or was there another reason?

There was no one to answer these questions, so he decided not to dwell on them.

While he was engaged with the Shadow Envoy, the three bandit leaders and Yang Xiaoyun charged into the crowd.

The Eight Desolations Point Cloud Spear was unleashed, concealing dragons in the clouds, spreading death and destruction.

The middle-aged woman wielded a nine-section whip with remarkable agility.

Such weapons are typically used with techniques like swinging, sweeping, entwining, coiling, hanging, and throwing, but in her hands, it added the technique of 'stabbing.'

The tip of her nine-section whip was a sharp, pointed spike.

In her palm, she struck the opponent's acupoints, piercing into the vital spots with fierce and deadly moves.

Especially in both offense and defense, making it hard to predict.

In comparison, the leader of Xuanlong Water Village was much simpler, using his iron palms to strike hard without any extra techniques, but with great force, making it difficult to resist.

When the Shadow Envoy took away the fan from the leader of the Green Snake Alliance, she had already put it away.

Now, she was performing a set of snake-like boxing techniques.

Amidst the crowd, she darted and turned, jabbing and entwining, displaying extraordinary power.

Su Mo watched quietly for a while when he heard a voice behind him.

"I'm so hungry..."

Turning around at the sound, Su Mo saw that the big fat woman behind him had already turned pale from vomiting.

And what she vomited out was not food residue, but all water... possibly all from the river in the water prison.

She looked at Su Mo pitifully:

"You... you lied, you said it was mealtime..."

Su Mo was speechless for a moment, then thought for a bit and pulled out half a pancake from his pocket, tossing it to her: "Eat this first, once we're done here, you'll have plenty to eat and drink."

"Okay."

She nodded repeatedly, not caring about anything else. Though the pancake was cold and hard, she took a big bite as soon as she received it.

With a grind of her teeth, she swallowed it down.

In just a few bites, the half pancake was gone.

She patted her stomach, stood up, and began looking around, seemingly searching for something.

Ultimately, finding nothing, she simply charged into the crowd, grabbing a person from Evernight Valley. The man, taken aback, turned to draw his knife but was stopped by the fat woman's two fingers pinching the blade. With a flick of her wrist, she threw him away.

"My weapon is missing, I'll borrow yours."

The black-clad man didn't even understand what 'borrow yours' meant before he was airborne, and in mid-air, one of his legs was grabbed by the fat woman.

Her internal energy surged through, and the man didn't even have time to groan as he felt his spine straighten like never before!

In the next moment, the fat woman, holding the black-clad man, charged into the crowd.

Swinging him around, she used him as a weapon, sweeping a large group of people to the ground with one stroke.

Yang Xiaoyun admitted to herself that her Eight Desolate Points Cloud Lance was already advantageous in group battles.

But she had to admit, compared to this person, there was still a gap.

The fat woman used a person as a weapon, charging and crashing through the crowd.

The three bandit leaders each displayed their skills, plus Yang Xiaoyun...

Originally, the disciples of Cold Moon Palace were holding their positions, evenly matched against these black-clad men.

At this moment, the balance of power tipped instantly, and with a command from Chu Qiuyu:

"Change formation, Cold Moon Blossom!"

With a single order, three disciples of Cold Moon Palace leaped into the air, their swords piercing the disciples of Evernight Valley to the ground.

As they landed, Chu Qiuyu and the others were already close by. Just as the opponents were about to attack, they slipped through the gaps and thrust three long swords forward.

In an instant, the formation changed from defense to offense, the sword tips sharp and swift.

Seeing that he wasn't needed in this battle, Su Mo stood at the edge, sword in hand, watching for any Evernight Valley members trying to escape, urging them to return to the fight.

Those who refused were directly killed on the spot.

In less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, there were no more standing members of Evernight Valley.

After catching their breath, Chu Qiuyu and her fellow disciples approached Su Mo, clasping their hands together:

"Chief Su..."

Her expression was complex: "We are truly... at a loss for words after being saved again."

"Haha, Miss Chu, you're too formal."

Su Mo waved his hand: "I just happened to be here, Miss Chu needn't take it to heart."

Chu Qiuyu's expression remained complex, silent for a moment before introducing Su Mo to several other experts who clearly did not belong to Cold Moon Palace.

These people had also been staying in Three Rivers Bay, hearing about the Jiaolong Association and coming to investigate.

They intended to see what changes were happening within the Jiaolong Association.

Needless to say, although the Jiaolong Association couldn't capture them, the methods of Evernight Valley were unpredictable, and they quickly became prisoners.

Chu Qiuyu had rescued them while saving others.

After the introductions, there were immediate exchanges of admiration and respect.

Whether these expressions of admiration were genuine or not was another matter.

After a brief commotion, Chu Qiuyu finally spoke:

"Captain Su, the situation within the Jiaolong Association is quite serious. These people are not actually the water bandits of the Jiaolong Association; they are from the Evernight Valley."

"I already know that."

Su Mo then gave a brief account of what had happened inside the Jiaolong Association.

"I see."

Only now did Chu Qiuyu understand what had transpired. When they had come out, they had intended to turn the Jiaolong Association upside down.

How could a group of water bandits be a match for them?

Especially in this environment, without the advantage of the water and without the third leader's command, these people were nothing more than a disorganized mob.

Thus, Chu Qiuyu and her companions slaughtered their way through, setting fires at will, intending to burn the entire Jiaolong Water Village to the ground.

But as they fought, a group of black-clad figures suddenly appeared.

The Cold Moon Palace, long in opposition to the East City Demon Sect, immediately recognized the people from the Evernight Valley.

They dared not advance recklessly and instead formed an array to face the enemy.

After a stalemate, they were unsure of what to do when the large, fat man suddenly appeared.

At first, they were puzzled about where this reinforcement came from?

Then they saw Yang Xiaoyun and the others charging into the battle, and it was clear that Su Mo had arrived.

After a brief exchange of information, they heard hurried footsteps.

Turning around, they saw Zhuge Changtian leading the people of the Jiaolong Water Village rushing over.

Seeing the bodies strewn about and Su Mo and the others unharmed, he said:

"You all have great skills. Are there any more bandits from the Evernight Valley?"

"They should be mostly dead."

The leader of the Green Snake Alliance smiled. "If there are any left, you'll need to search for them."

"Where is the Shadow Envoy?"

"The body is here."

Su Mo pointed to the corpse on the ground.

Zhuge Changtian laughed heartily. "Captain Su, truly impressive!"

Then he looked up and saw the buildings almost completely burned, and he began stomping his feet in urgency:

"Hurry, hurry... put out the fire!!!"

The Zhuge family had been making a living on this river for three generations. The Jiaolong Water Village was practically their ancestral legacy, and they couldn't let it be destroyed by fire.

He immediately ordered his men to extinguish the flames.

Fortunately, they were on the river, so there was no shortage of water for firefighting.

Seeing this, Chu Qiuyu blushed and quickly joined in to help with the firefighting.

Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun naturally couldn't just stand by...

Only the large, fat man tugged at the corner of Su Mo's clothes:

"When are we eating?"

"After the fire is out."

"Alright."

Upon hearing this, the large, fat man's face showed determination, and he ran faster than anyone else, carrying more water than anyone else, nearly bringing tears to Zhuge Changtian's eyes.

What a good person!

So eager to help!

Such a noble spirit!

After a hectic effort, the fire set by Chu Qiuyu and her companions was finally completely extinguished.

Looking at the charred remains, Chu Qiuyu felt truly apologetic and went to Zhuge Changtian to apologize.

Zhuge Changtian looked at the instigator and was momentarily at a loss whether to laugh or cry:

"Miss Chu, we understand you were angry... but if you were angry, why kill people? Why set fire to the buildings? They didn't provoke you."

Chu Qiuyu blushed. "I... I am truly sorry."

"Forget it, forget it."

Zhuge Changtian sighed. "Fortunately, the foundation is still intact. We can rebuild... but there is another matter."

He glanced at everyone present:

"The Evernight Valley's plot against the river is no small matter!

"Thanks to your assistance today, the Jiaolong Association has been spared... but what if they return with a vengeance?"

"That's true."

The leader of the Green Snake Alliance nodded: "Moreover, their target is not just your Jiaolong Association. Everything downstream along the river is within their sights. Their ambitions are so deep that it sends chills down one's spine."

"So, I've been pondering this matter all night."

Zhuge Changtian said: "Today, Chief Su, Young Chief Yang, and the heroines of the Cold Moon Palace are all present. Zhuge Changtian boldly requests that everyone bear witness!

"I wish to form an alliance with Xuanlong Water Village, the Green Snake Alliance, and the Autumn Leaf Gang to deal with this situation together!

"May I know what the three of you think about this?"

Before Su Mo could respond, a voice suddenly came from outside the water village.

"Amitabha, this poor monk Hongyun humbly requests that the head of the Jiaolong Association, Zhuge Changtian, come out for a discussion."

In an instant, Zhuge Changtian's face turned pale!