Chapter 34: Breaking the Coffin

Chapter 34: Breaking the Coffin

Yang Xiaoyun was indeed very happy.

This young woman had always been different from others since childhood, with a strong inclination towards martial arts and exceptional talent.

From a young age, she fought fiercely, resorting to her fists whenever she encountered something unpleasant.

Such a temperament naturally invited trouble, but... all these troubles were resolved by her silver spear.

She fought until no one of her generation in Sunset City dared to challenge her.

She had previously commented that Wu Chenfeng was also a formidable opponent among the younger generation.

Yet, she never considered herself part of this younger generation.

That would be unfair.

In recent years, she had actually lacked opponents, not because she had truly become invincible in Sunset City.

It was simply that there were no worthy opponents among the younger generation, and challenging senior experts was not an option without restraint.

The martial world is a tangled mess, where martial prowess is the foundation, but social intricacies form a web.

As a member of the Iron Blood Escort Agency, how could she recklessly create enemies for her own agency based on her temperament?

If she lost against those seniors, people would praise her courage and be glad to see the younger generation’s progress.

Even in the worst-case scenario, they would merely say she overestimated her abilities.

But if she won even a single move, who knew what complications it might bring?

Thus, with no one left to fight among the younger generation, she thought about escorting goods across the martial world to seek worthy opponents.

Unfortunately... the Iron Blood Escort Agency’s reputation was so great that other factions gave her respect wherever she went. Some even treated her like a junior, not robbing her but instead hosting banquets to strengthen ties with the Iron Blood Escort Agency.

Over the years, her original purpose remained unfulfilled, but her character was tempered instead.

However, she did not expect that as a young chief of the Iron Blood Escort Agency, few dared to provoke her. Yet, just a few days after leaving, she met an opponent in Su Mo.

This encounter scratched an itch.

How could she not fight to her heart's content and honor this rare opportunity?

The Azure Dragon Eight Desolate Cloud Spear Technique burst forth, and the Great Profound Sky Scripture flowed within her body. In moments, her forehead steamed with heat, and the intense battle felt exhilarating.

After forty or fifty exchanges, Yang Xiaoyun found it somewhat strange.

"The Ghost Lord of Yin Mountain has such a grand reputation, yet his skills are not as formidable as expected?"

Suddenly, a chill spread up her silver spear. She immediately stepped back, swinging her spear to repel the eerie aura with her inner strength. Then, she saw the coffin rumbling and crashing forward like a boulder.

This attack was powerful and swift; blocking it head-on was impossible.

Yang Xiaoyun retreated, letting the coffin pass by her side. Soon, a cackling voice emerged from within:

"Good Iron Blood Escort Agency, good Azure Dragon Eight Desolate Cloud Spear! If I weren’t severely injured, how could I let you go unpunished?

"I will remember your kindness today and repay it someday!"

With these words, the coffin reached the main hall entrance, ready to fly out.

But at that moment, someone stood at the entrance.

Without a word, the person raised their fist, and raindrops rolled through the air, as if lending power to the punch.

Instantly, countless fist shadows converged on the coffin, carrying the raindrops to its front:

"Go back!"

By the time the Ghost Lord of Yin Mountain noticed the punch, it was too late. He gritted his teeth and used all his inner strength to meet the punch!

Boom!

A muffled sound echoed, and within a breath, the coffin returned the way it came.

Both Yang Xiaoyun and the Falling Star Gate disciples had come to "see off" the coffin, only to see it return. They quickly dodged as it crashed into Yi Zhaung’s memorial tablet rack.

The wall cracked under the impact, and the coffin embedded itself a third of its length into the wall.

Within a breath, a crack appeared, and the end facing Yang Xiaoyun and the others blossomed open like petals, sending splinters flying!

"Do you think you can come and go as you please? Fight when you want and leave when you want? There’s no such easy thing in this world!"

At this moment, the person at the entrance stepped into the main hall. It was none other than Su Mo!

Yang Xiaoyun was caught up in the fight, but Su Mo saw clearly that regardless of whether the person in the coffin was the Ghost Lord of Yin Mountain, their current abilities matched hers evenly.

Besides Yang Xiaoyun, even without him, the Falling Star Gate disciples were ready to intervene.

When the ‘Ghost Lord of Yin Mountain’ failed to win within a few moves, escaping was the best option.

Therefore, after speaking with the Falling Star Gate disciple, he had prepared and waited here, successfully punching the coffin back.

Blood dripped from the damaged coffin.

Yang Xiaoyun stood with her spear, tilting her head and asked, "Dead?"

The unexpected change occurred at this moment.

A chilling aura suddenly arose, and a shadow darted out from the coffin.

In an instant, the shadow split into two, each moving to opposite sides like meteors flashing across the sky, heading straight for the windows of Yi Zhaung.

One of them extended its fingers and lunged for the junior sister from Falling Star Gate.

"Stop!!!"

With a roar, a flurry of flying petals struck out.

"Snap Finger Falling Star?"

The shadow laughed haughtily, "Not perfected yet!"

With a ringing sound, the flying petals were deflected and nailed diagonally to the beam of Yi Zhaung.

While one hand repelled the flying petal weapon, the other had already grabbed the junior sister. As he dashed towards the window, he lifted his head and saw a silver point, carrying a formidable killing intent, approaching him.

It was the Azure Dragon Eight Desolations Point Cloud Spear!

"You..."

The shadow hesitated, realizing it was too late to use the junior sister as a hostage.

In a critical moment, he pushed her forward forcefully, sending the captured girl directly towards Yang Xiaoyun's spear tip:

"Take her back and kill her!!!"

This move was vicious; the junior sister from Falling Star Gate was now hurtling towards Yang Xiaoyun's spear tip.

The senior brother from Falling Star Gate was momentarily enraged, but he did not expect that Yang Xiaoyun's martial arts were already under perfect control. She swiftly adjusted her spear, changing the thrust to a sweep, and with her other hand, pulled the junior sister into her embrace.