The Legend of Zhu San
073: Holy Wound And Death of Chou Bai
“Rong’er .. You've come to your senses dear?”
Zhu Han's soft words, made Mu Rong who had just regained his senses from Rei Ji's tootokan, look at her husband with a look full of astonishment.
“Why are you being gentle with me now after what you did to our little family? Why don't you kill me all? Why?.”
Zhu Han gasped at Mu Rong's words, but he realized what was the reason his wife said so.
“Rong’er .. Forgive me for failing to look after our family properly. Sorry I have made you suffer for so long.”
After Zhu Han said so, He tried to hug Mu Rong, but he was surprised when his wife, pushed his body firmly while yelling at him loudly.
“Never touch myself! I know you're not my husband! Don't pretend to act like him! Goii!”
Mu Rong immediately snapped at Zhu Han who was smiling happily, hearing all of Mu Rong's rude words to him.
From Mu Rong's words, He knew that his wife was still holy and Chou Bai really did not touch her.
What his teacher said, Swordsman of a Thousand Faces turned out to be true about the condition of the manhood of Chou Bai who lived a life of reluctance to die.
And He was very grateful to the teacher who had gone to great lengths to investigate Chou Bai at the risk of his life.
Right now, only Zhu Han and Mu Rong were near the horse where Mu Rong was still lying on top of him, when Zhu Han came.
Ten of Heise's men, ten meters away from the two, were with some soldiers carrying large torches in their hands.
“Rong’er .. So you already know if the figure of me who was with you for the last three years is a fake?”
Mu Rong gasped at the words of the figure of Zhu Han who was in front of him. Mu Rong's eyes instantly bulged wide, upon seeing the figure in front of him, opening a portion of the robe above his left shoulder.
“You remember, don't you, how was there a bite wound on my left shoulder? Do you remember why you bit him?”
Zhu Han said so and only the two of them could hear it. Mu Rong's body instantly shook violently upon seeing the wound on Zhu Han's shoulder.
He recognized the wound very well, the bite wound from him that could not bear the pain of the first night, after they were both married.
Sacred Wound, that was how the two of them called that wound on Zhu Han's shoulder.
Without saying anything, Mu Rong immediately darted and hugged her husband very tightly.
There was no longer any doubt in his heart about the identity of the figure who was in front of him after He saw the Sacred Wound.
“Han Gege .. Han Gege Thank goodness you're alive baby. I miss you so much.”
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The age of Chou Bai who had passed fifty years, it was forbidden to use that Jurus called Blood Fire Skill.
However, finding his inner strength under Zhu San, Chou Bai inevitably used a skill that could increase his energy in by dripping his blood on the Purple Flame Spear Eye.
A moment after three drops of his blood flowed through the spear's eyes, Chou Bai's body was jolted by the huge flow of energy flowing through his right hand grasping the spear.
Chou Bai, who once wore this style in his youth, felt a little different from before. That is a sense of pain due to the influx of energy, into the muscles in his old body.
Zhu San grew wary as he felt the air change intensify. He also increased the flow of energy in Yin by fifty percent throughout his body.
While enduring the pain, Chou Bai smiled with eyes that had now turned purple in color, the same color as the spear eyes in his hands.
“Bokah! Feel this!”
Chou Bai twirled his spear eyes that were unsheathed towards Zhu San very quickly.
Zhu San gasped as he suddenly shot out extremely fast, a streak of purple light towards his chest from the round of the spear eyes.
The Yinyang Sword Blade immediately Zhu San used to withstand the lashing of the spear Energy. It makes his body should be lined two meters back.
Zhu San immediately twisted the Yinyang sword, becoming a shield protecting it, from the eye energy shot of the purple Fire Spear that continued to scatter towards his body.
After dozens of shots of energy he tightened, Chou Bai stopped attacking Zhu San in that way.
Chou Bai's energy had been drained half of it. His body also felt a tremendous pain that made him become very angry, then drained all his energy.
He immediately darted, crashing back at Zhu San who prepared with a spear that could extend. Zhu San was wrong to expect it.
Chou Bai desperately smashed his spear eyes towards Zhu San's head which immediately repelled him with a Yinyang sword.
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The sword and spear clashed again, Zhu San's body fell to its knees withstanding Chou Bai's powerful lance. It was taken advantage of by Chou Bai quickly.
He pulled the spear and made it as short as one meter, He immediately launched a puncture attack by making the spear back four meters long.
That extremely fast pace of spear eyes, it was almost too late for Zhu San to avoid. Zhu San was forced to soar into the air and it made Chou Bai gasp.
“The pace of the spear is very varied and dangerous. I should be able to snatch that heirloom weapon.”
Zhu San immediately darted very fast, making Chou Bai panic.
Zhu San circled around Chou Bai's body soaring rapidly. That made Chou Bai confused. Don't know how to attack Zhu San.
The air around Chou Bai dropped drastically, making the flame in the eyes of the Purple Flame Spear instantly shrink. Chou Bai's body started to shiver and stiffen a little.
A quick puncture of Zhu San drifting around Chou Bai's body, failed to be avoided by the black flow swordsman of the Qing empire.
He screamed stifled before unleashing a blind 1st attack in any direction.
That made Zhu San who was behind him immediately dart quickly to thrust the sword into Chou Bai's back.
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The Yinyang Sword stuck into Chou Bai's body until it pierced through his heart, Chou Bai's body drooping with his frozen heart and internal organs.
Zhu San immediately retrieved the fallen Purple Flame Spear along with Chou Bai's body.
While holding the spear, Zhu San only realized that there were some small buttons on the spear handle.
After pressing a few buttons, Finally the Purple Flame Spear became a meter long.
Zhu San immediately inserted the legendary heirloom spear into the Yinyang Soul Ring. He then ransacked Chou Bai's Cloak to search for the spearmanship book.
After not finding what he was looking for, Zhu San then slashed down Chou Bai's neck and grabbed his head by gripping Chou Bai's long hair.
The soldiers who saw Zhu San coming approached them while carrying Chou Bai's head, shuddered in horror and immediately gave way to him.
The eyes of the soldiers looked extremely frightened, looking at the handsome face of that young man of the dozen years, harboring a truly terrifying abomination.
They were grateful that Commander Mao Sheng had chosen to side with the young man. Otherwise, perhaps they would have experienced something like what Chou Bai had experienced.
“Lung’er .. You're right Lung'er My son right?”
There was a weak voice of a woman who ran to greet Zhu San, a Mother whom Zhu San had missed for three years.
“Mother .. !”
Zhu San immediately dropped Chou Bai's head and darted in welcome to his mother's embrace which looked extremely thin at all.
Mu Rong cried and kissed the Prince who had been presumed dead three years ago, his happiness was enormous while his body was unable to withstand the energy.
Mu Rong's thin body finally fell unconscious, making Zhu San startled and immediately carrying his mother's thin body.
“Lung’er .. We'd better get back to City immediately to treat your Mother.”
The nobleman Zhu Han who immediately came upon seeing his wife drooping and fainting again, said to Zhu San who immediately nodded his head approving of the words of The Father.
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