Chapter 239: The Uninvited Guest

A large, bleak, and solemn killing character, and a small kasaya with the aura of the Buddhist Sect. Two completely different auras were cleverly and peacefully combined.

At first glance, the strong and powerful killing character was the first thing you saw. Upon closer inspection, you were drawn to the mysterious kasaya, and faint, ethereal Buddhist chants seemed to drift into your ears. If you focused even more, the killing character took center stage, and a sharp murderous intent swept over you, as though the small kasaya was sealing a violent Devil Leader…

Every time Mu Feng looked at the Killing Character Kasaya left by Master Tianyin, he seemed to have different feelings.

Before Mu Feng could carefully ponder it, suddenly, a crisp crack came from outside the window, as if a dried branch had been stepped on. Turning around, he saw the branch of a large tree not far from the window shaking.

“Who’s there?”

Mu Feng shouted sharply, his body springing up. Before his voice faded, he shot out through the window. Lightly tapping the ground with his toes, he leaped onto the treetop.

Sure enough, looking up under the hazy moonlight, he saw a figure swiftly retreating like a shooting star. The figure wore a large bamboo hat and a white standard robe of the Scholastic Palace. In just a few leaps, they were already a thousand meters away, about to vanish into the darkness.

“Hmph, trying to run?”

Mu Feng sneered, thrusting his toes down hard. With a whoosh, he landed on a branch over ten meters away. With another leap, he reached the roof of another annex courtyard. His footsteps were light, as if walking on flat ground, sweeping over the roofs of various annex courtyards like a gust of wind, swiftly giving chase.

Could it be Liu Lei, also known as Second Lord, and his gang, with whom he had clashed at Wangjiang Tower? Or perhaps one of Blind Master’s spies hidden within the Scholastic Palace, or an agent of some other faction?

Puzzled, Mu Feng pursued relentlessly, his speed increasing, gradually closing the distance between them.

On his very first night staying at the Scholastic Palace, someone had actually been spying on him. He wanted to catch up and see just who this person was.

Turning their head and seeing him in pursuit, the mysterious uninvited guest pushed off hard with their feet, accelerating once more. Their form blurred, leaving a trail as they sprinted wildly. Sometimes they leaped from high eaves to the ground, ducking into dark alleyways. Other times they would leap up, landing on rooftops and skimming over thin tiles with a rustling sound. Finally, they even leaped high, directly clearing the Scholastic Palace’s seven- to eight-meter-high wall, plunging headlong into the dense forest outside the Scholastic Palace.

The mysterious uninvited guest was incredibly fast and frequently changed directions, clearly very experienced. However, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t shake Mu Feng, who was hot on their heels. The distance between them even grew shorter and shorter, gradually decreasing from over a thousand meters to eight hundred, six hundred, and even just over a hundred meters.

“You’re here now, and you still think you can run? Stay where you are!”

Mu Feng’s expression was cold. Others might say not to pursue a desperate foe, but he insisted on doing the opposite. Locking onto the other’s spiritual sense fluctuations, he chased relentlessly.

Inside the Scholastic Palace, he had some reservations, not wanting to disturb the students living nearby. But after entering the dense forest outside, he had no such concerns. His speed increased more and more. Gradually, threads of blood mist seeped from his body. From afar, it looked like a streak of bloody light cutting through the dense forest, his speed astonishingly fast. Once he closed the distance, he stretched out a hand, and a fierce Blood Spear quickly took shape. In the next instant, he unhesitatingly hurled it.

Whoosh…

The blood-red, swirling Blood Spear was terrifyingly fierce, streaking toward the uninvited guest’s head with a piercing sound through the air, closing the distance in an instant.

Although he still hadn’t broken through the bottleneck and remained at the Mortal Realm Peak, through relentless cultivation, Mu Feng’s power had grown deeper. The killing moves like Blood Vine and Blood Spear had become increasingly potent. When he threw the fierce Blood Spear with force, the violent aura attached to it alone was enough to disturb the blood energy of anyone within a dozen meters. The primary target, of course, was affected even more.

Sensing the danger from behind, the mysterious uninvited guest clearly didn’t dare be careless, swiftly drawing the longsword hanging at their waist and turning to block.

With a clang, they deflected the heavy Blood Spear, but their body was flung backward by the impact. Yet, before their feet could touch the ground, they somersaulted forward mid-air, using the momentum to flip far away. As soon as their toes touched the ground, they pushed off hard, unhesitatingly leaping over a mountain stream more than ten meters wide and breaking into a desperate run.

“Huh? There’s a student like this in the Scholastic Palace?”

Mu Feng was surprised and continued the pursuit.

Drawing the sword, blocking, escaping far using the momentum…

The uninvited guest’s movements were executed seamlessly, more than just being experienced. Judging solely from this series of actions, they didn’t seem like a student but rather like an experienced cold-blooded killer! In that instant, Mu Feng almost subconsciously thought of the female assassin Ouyang Shengnan, whom he had once met among Blind Master’s subordinates.

From behind, although the uninvited guest wore a loose Scholastic Palace robe, their figure appeared indistinct, seemingly that of a woman, giving a vague sense of familiarity. But in terms of height, they didn’t match the Ouyang Shengnan he knew; this person was thin and tall, almost as tall as he was.

Whoosh…

Another Blood Spear shot out, faster and with even more imposing force. Before the first spear could strike the uninvited guest, a new one was already hurled, the attacks relentless.

Mu Feng pursued without cease while launching continuous attacks. The more unclear he was about the uninvited guest’s identity and purpose, the less he could let them leave easily.

Clang, clang, clang, clang…

Faced with the fierce assault of the Blood Spears, the uninvited guest in the white Scholastic Palace robe had to stop intermittently and turn to block. Each time they deflected a Blood Spear, their body shook involuntarily, even being thrown back by the impact. Clearly, although their speed was exceptional, in terms of strength, they were clearly no match for Mu Feng.

After deflecting over a dozen Blood Spears in succession, they suddenly looked up and realized that Mu Feng, who had been relentlessly pursuing them, had vanished at some point.

Whoosh…

The night wind howled, bringing an increasingly cold chill.

The uninvited guest wearing the large bamboo hat didn’t continue forward but instead nervously stopped, looking around and instinctively tightening their grip on the longsword. Mu Feng was incredibly fast and fierce in his attacks; his sudden disappearance obviously didn’t mean he had given up the chase. Instead, he was lurking in the shadows, preparing a deadly strike!

“Mu Feng, come out!”

After scanning the surroundings, the uninvited guest shouted hoarsely. Whirling around, the longsword in their hand erupted with sizzling sword rays. With a crash, they chopped down a tree so large it would take three people to encircle it. However, even as the tree fell with a thunderous roar, raising a cloud of dust, there was no sign of Mu Feng.

Looking around, the dense forest was pitch black. Mu Feng, who had been hot on their heels, seemed to have vanished into thin air. They couldn’t see his figure, couldn’t sense his aura, making the mysterious uninvited guest increasingly tense. Every bush and tree looked like an enemy; at the slightest sound or movement, they struck first, swinging their sword. Unfortunately, even after nearly flattening all the trees around, they still couldn’t detect Mu Feng’s whereabouts.

Drip…

A drop of cold sweat trickled down the uninvited guest’s face and fell to the ground.

The wind grew colder, the night darker. As time dragged on, the situation became more and more dire.