Chapter 548: Entering Dangerous Ground Alone, Drawing a Sword to Slay Bandits!
"Let’s see if you even make it back alive!" Yang Wu said arrogantly. "I’d like to see you try."
Deep down, he looked down on Lin Mu. Too conceited. Too proud. A personality like that was bound to suffer.
Moreover, as a Martial Arts Grandmaster famous for years and ranked fourteenth on the Heavenly List, Yang Wu’s strength was beyond question.
In fact, he’d already made up his mind. When Lin Mu failed, he would go and save the hostages himself. If they died, he’d just slaughter a couple of the enemy to avenge his brothers. It would also be a chance to show everyone that he, the Shu Land Grandmaster, hadn’t earned his reputation for nothing.
"Mr. Lin, are you confident?" Guan Feifei asked nervously from the side. Although she had a lot of faith in him, the thought of two Grandmasters stationed at Mount Zoujiao still worried her.
"What? Even you don’t believe me?" Lin Mu said with a slight smile. "Don’t worry. I guarantee I’ll bring them back to you safe and sound."
"Anyone can boast," Liu Long mocked. "Actions speak louder than words. Otherwise, you’ll just end up making a fool of yourself when you fail."
Lin Mu couldn’t even be bothered with someone like Liu Long. An ant like him wasn’t worth his time.
Seeing Lin Mu still hadn’t moved, Yang Wu sneered, "What’s the matter, not leaving yet? Are you scared? If you are, just say so and get lost. It’ll be ugly if you embarrass yourself later."
"Sigh. I really don’t know how someone like you ever became a Grandmaster." Lin Mu shook his head. "Your perspective is too narrow, your vision too small."
Shaking his head, Lin Mu slowly walked toward the edge of the cliff, lifting his foot and preparing to step out.
Seeing Lin Mu’s movement, the onlookers were stunned. "What is he doing?"
Yang Wu was startled for a moment, then burst out laughing. "Is he planning to fly? Don’t make me laugh! Even my brother and I need a foothold to cross. Him?" His tone was filled with disdain and ridicule. Lin Mu is just an ordinary person. What kind of strength could he possibly have?
"Don’t tell me he’s going to kill himself," Liu Long taunted. "Now that’s a possibility."
At that moment, even Xiang Yunlong shook his head. He’s just trying to save face, hoping someone will stop him.
Just as Xiang Yunlong was about to step forward and give Lin Mu an excuse to back down, Yang Wu began to speak. "Kid, if you want to die, I can oblige. There’s no need to— Fuck!"
Before Yang Wu could finish, his pupils contracted. It wasn’t just him. Everyone else stared with their mouths agape, their faces masks of disbelief.
When Lin Mu took that step, his body didn’t fall. Instead, it hovered eerily in mid-air.
Yang Wu drew a sharp breath, his pupils constricting. "Void Riding Wind," he gasped. "The pinnacle of the Grandmaster realm!"
Only a Martial Arts Grandmaster at their absolute peak could achieve Void Riding Wind. Even the Yang Brothers were a long way from reaching that stage. Yang Wen also sucked in a breath of cold air, his face filled with shock.
The next moment, something even more astonishing happened. With his hands clasped behind his back, Lin Mu began walking step-by-step toward Mount Zoujiao. It was as if he were treading upon an invisible glass path high in the sky, slowly walking into the distance.
A light breeze blew, causing his clothes to flutter. He looked like a Banished Immortal, walking on the wind itself.
"A Grandmaster! That’s definitely a Martial Arts Grandmaster!"
"And not just any Grandmaster! Have you ever seen one who could do this?"
"Holy shit, is he an Immortal?!"
Amid the gasps of astonishment, the Yang Brothers’ faces turned crimson, their expressions ugly and grim.
As for Liu Long, he collapsed to the ground with a thud. He... He had actually offended a Martial Arts Grandmaster!
Xiang Yunlong rubbed his eyes vigorously before finally bellowing, "Damn the Immortals to hell! Now I’ve truly seen it all!"
***
As Lin Mu’s strength progressively advanced, the power of the Heavenly Emperor Nine Steps gradually revealed itself. Merely walking on the wind was a minor feat.
Once, at his peak, he could use the Heavenly Emperor’s steps to saunter through the gales of the Ninth Heaven as if strolling through his own garden. One must understand that the gales of the Ninth Heaven were something that not even peak experts of the Carefree Realm dared to touch lightly. At best, they could destroy one’s physical body. At worst, they could obliterate the soul, denying any chance of reincarnation.
Yet Lin Mu, relying on the Heavenly Emperor Nine Steps, had roamed freely amidst those gales, seizing countless opportunities and karmic fortunes, which laid a solid foundation for him to achieve the station of Emperor Zun.
***
"This is bad!" Zhou Dalong suddenly exclaimed. "Even if Mr. Lin is incredibly strong, approaching so brazenly is bound to attract the attention of those bandits! If they use weapons to stop him..."
CRACK!
Before Zhou Dalong could finish, the heavy crack of a rifle shot echoed through the air.
"A Barrett!" Zhou Dalong’s face fell. "And a top-of-the-line model at that!"
"It’s over, it’s all over!" The others turned just as pale, thinking Lin Mu was doomed.
All of this seemed to happen in slow motion, but it was over in an instant. As the bullet screamed through the air, the crowd saw Lin Mu’s figure pause.
Zhou Dalong’s face went ashen, and he staggered. Was he hit? It’s over... We failed!
"Hmph. Trying to act tough, kid? This time you’ve gotten yourself killed!" A venomous glint appeared in Yang Wu’s eyes. After being repeatedly humiliated, I absolutely loathe him. His death is immensely satisfying.
"That’s not right!" Guan Feifei suddenly cried out. Everyone looked up again, their bodies jolting in shock.
Lin Mu was still standing there in mid-air, his head lowered as if inspecting something. A cold smile touched his lips. He was holding a bullet between two fingers.
"You think this can hurt me?" He shook his head. With my body forged by the Construction of the Twelve Floors, my physical form is immensely powerful. A sniper bullet is nothing. I wouldn’t even blink if I were hit by a cannonball. The Twelve-Fold Towers at the Qi Refinement Realm grant a body comparable to that of a Golden Core Cultivator!
"Here, have it back."
With a flick of his finger, Lin Mu sent the bullet whistling through the air, faster than a bolt of lightning.
"AHHH!"
A bloodcurdling scream echoed from the distant forest. Peering through his binoculars, Zhou Dalong saw a sniper hidden in the trees, shot dead directly between the eyes.
"This..." Zhou Dalong was at a loss for words. The scene was simply too shocking.
It wasn’t just him. Even the Yang Brothers, who were Grandmasters themselves, were thoroughly terrified by what they had just witnessed. Holy hell, not even a bullet can pierce him? He caught it and flicked it back to kill the sniper! His power... it’s just too terrifying.
The death of the sniper had clearly attracted the full attention of the experts on Mount Zoujiao.
The next moment, a man on Mount Zoujiao stood up, hoisted a rocket launcher onto his shoulder, and fired directly at Lin Mu. The rocket screamed through the air, breaking the sound barrier as it flew toward him.
"FUCK!" Zhou Dalong yelled, his face blanching as he screamed for Lin Mu to dodge.
However, back on the cliff, the crowd saw Lin Mu simply raise his hand. A crack of thunder sounded from the heavens, and the Dragon Tamer appeared in his grasp.
"Alone I enter this den of wolves; with my sword, I shall cull the wicked!"
The next moment, a brilliant sword light that seemed to connect heaven and earth flashed through the air, cleaving the rocket in two. But it didn’t stop there. The sword light roared onward, slicing the man on the mountaintop in half.
The crowd was left utterly speechless.