I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives

Chapter 555 - 458: Incoming Enemies (2)

He walked to the pavilion, respectfully cupping his hands in greeting, his tone humble:

"Li Xiaocheng, Head Escort of Xinglong Escort Agency, greets Senior Mi. I have been instructed by my employer to deliver the items you requested."

Mi Youdao nodded slightly, his eyes scanning the two wooden boxes. His spiritual power quietly reached out, confirming that the boxes had not been tampered with.

"The goods have been inspected. Leave the items; you may leave now."

His voice was calm, devoid of any excess emotion.

Li Xiaocheng dared not say more and quickly directed his men to set the boxes down. After bowing again, he hurriedly left the Martial Arts Arena with his people.

They had heard of Senior Mi’s formidable reputation before coming, and now, feeling the invisible pressure firsthand, they were filled with dread, wanting only to leave as quickly as possible.

Opening the boxes, inside was a letter, beneath which were over a dozen martial arts techniques from the Western Domain, each distinct in style, all at the blood revitalizing and aperture opening levels.

As for external martial arts techniques, these were top-notch skills in the martial world and would not be entrusted to these escorts for transport.

Mi Youdao closed the box, waved his hand, and called over Wang Qi: "Take the items away."

"Yes, Master."

Wang Qi bowed in response, lifted the two heavy wooden boxes with one hand, and strode away.

The two boxes, weighing several hundred pounds together, felt as light as feathers in his hand, a testament to his formidable strength.

Only after Wang Qi had left did Mi Youdao pick up the letter placed on the box and slowly opened it.

The letter was from an old friend in the Western Domain. It began with an account of his recent affairs, exchanged a few pleasantries, and finally mentioned several recent bloody incidents in the martial world.

Mi Youdao nodded slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes: "Top experts of Great Success in the external realm falling one after another—how lively."

Though he had long withdrawn from the martial world, residing now in Qingshi County, he had heard of the infamy surrounding these bloody cases.

The identities of the deceased were increasingly astonishing, from masters famous for decades to elders of major sects, each a figure of authority in the martial world, yet all died inexplicably, in ghastly manners.

"A turbulent autumn indeed."

Mi Youdao murmured softly, crumpling the letter into a ball and tossing it aside.

As the paper ball hit the ground, it was instantly frozen into icy shards by the Yin Cold Power emanating from him, scattering with the wind.

He had no intention of meddling in martial affairs anymore. As long as he could faithfully serve his master and improve his Cultivation, other matters were of no concern to him.

...

As the sun set in the west, night quietly descended.

The members in the Martial Arts Arena had long dispersed, leaving Mi Youdao alone in the courtyard for his practice.

Moonlight poured down, stretching his shadow long. He sat cross-legged, surrounded by a faint white chill, with the water vapor in the air freezing into tiny ice particles, sparkling under the moonlight.

Suddenly, Mi Youdao’s expression shifted slightly, his eyes snapping open, flashing with a cold light:

"Since you’ve come, there’s no need to hide. Come out!"

His voice wasn’t loud, yet it carried a penetrating force, echoing throughout the silent courtyard.

As soon as he finished speaking, four dark figures darted out like phantoms from the shadows of the courtyard walls, landing steadily on the open ground of the courtyard.

All four wore black tight-fitting clothes, faces covered with black cloths, only revealing pairs of bright eyes, each holding a long, narrow sword with blades exuding a faint bloody aura.

The leading figure in black cast a scrutinizing glance at Mi Youdao and spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Mi Youdao, such keen Perception!"

"We didn’t expect that while you’ve been in hiding, not only has your Cultivation not regressed, but it’s also progressed. Truly unexpected."

Mi Youdao slowly rose to his feet, standing with hands behind his back, his gaze indifferent as it swept over the four men, though inwardly he was secretly vigilant.

He could clearly discern that these four were martial artists of the external realm, and their Qi Concealment Technique was extremely advanced. Had it been a year ago, he would not have been able to detect their presence.

If not for his mastery of the "Primordial Cold Destroying Spirit Technique," making his spiritual power exceptionally keen, he might have fallen victim to their ambush by now.

"Who are you, and why are you here to find me?"

Mi Youdao’s voice was cold, devoid of any emotion.

He pondered silently; having secluded himself here without harboring enmities, could it be these people were here for his master?

The leading figure in black chuckled, his laughter carrying a hint of greed:

"Who we are is none of your concern. We’ve come to find you for something—the ’Heavenly Origin Divine Mountain Map’."

"’Heavenly Origin Divine Mountain Map’?"

Mi Youdao’s heart shifted at the mention of the Heavenly Origin Divine Mountain Map—was it worth such a commotion?

This subtle change in expression was instantly captured by the leader in black.

He immediately grinned with mad joy, shouting to the three beside him: "It’s him! The ’Heavenly Origin Divine Mountain Map’ is in his hands! Attack!"

Before the words had even fallen, the four of them simultaneously advanced, their footsteps shifting, bodies moving like lightning, instantly surrounding Mi Youdao.

Simultaneously, an eerie martial will erupted from the four, merging with their spiritual power, gradually fusing into a black Chaos Force Field, enveloping the entire courtyard.

Within this force field, the air grew extraordinarily viscous.

Mi Youdao felt the pressure around him suddenly intensify; an ordinary person here would probably find even movement arduous.

"Capture technique, lock heaven and earth, seize him alive!"

The lead in black shouted fiercely, and the four simultaneously swung their swords, the four long swords transforming into four streams of black light, thrusting at Mi Youdao from different directions.