187: Chapter 187 Arriving Soon

"Bang—!" A fist wind came rushing over.

Xiang Tian reacted extremely quickly, almost instinctively blocking with the Demon Blood Blade in front of him.

"Clang!" The impact force instantly swept through his entire body, and Xiang Tian's body flew backward uncontrollably.

"Wah—!" A mouthful of blood spewed from his throat.

Xiang Tian propped himself up with the Demon Blood Blade and scrambled to get up, staggering. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips. "Damn it, that hurts like hell! How did this Xiong Da get stronger again?"

The three women nearby saw this, their expressions tightening instantly, their hearts jumping into their throats. "Senior..."

Xiang Tian frowned, his gaze scanning the surroundings like a hawk. Suddenly! His gaze fixed on Yang Yan's face, a flicker of movement in his eyes.

But then he thought about it, and doing this seemed a bit underhanded. Yet, compared to losing his life, what did this bit of "underhandedness" count for?

[Host, it's no big deal, it's just 100,000 face-slapping points, why think so much?] Just as he made up his mind, the System's voice suddenly rang out in his mind.

"I don't want to make a deal with you." Xiang Tian coldly said in his heart. 100,000 face-slapping points was not a small amount. Opportunities for face-slapping were already rare, and he didn't want to waste them here.

"I don't have time to chit-chat with you right now. Hurry up and calculate how many face-slapping points are needed to learn the Fission Clone Technique."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Tian's figure moved suddenly, bypassing Xiong Da like an afterimage and darting straight towards Yang Yan.

"Hmm?" Yang Yan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"Slap!" Xiang Tian landed a solid slap on Yang Yan's face.

[Congratulations to the Host for a successful face-slap. Cultivation level increased by one grade, reward of 100,000 face-slapping points!]

This slap not only stunned Yang Yan, but even the three women nearby were dumbfounded, their jaws almost dropping to the ground.

"Why did Senior slap Yang Yan's face?" "What is Senior doing?" "At a time like this, why is there infighting?" The three women furrowed their brows tightly, full of confusion and anxiety.

The shock on Yang Yan's face instantly faded, replaced by monstrous rage. Even if Xiang Tian had once saved his life, being slapped in front of everyone was a humiliation he could not accept no matter what. "Xiang Tian, you dare slap my face? I am not finished with you!"

Xiang Tian flashed away, instantly putting distance between himself and Yang Yan. "Brother Yang, you don't know this, but I have a habit—when I slap people in the face, my strength increases explosively."

He turned around, gripping the Demon Blood Blade, and charged towards the oncoming Xiong Da. This series of actions took only a few breaths of time.

"Xiong Da, let's settle this today!" With an angry shout, Xiang Tian swung his blade down fiercely.

Xiong Da's massive palm came swatting over with a whistling gust of wind. "Bang!" A loud noise exploded again.

This time, Xiang Tian was not sent flying. Both retreated several steps before barely stabilizing their figures. However, the Demon Blood Blade in Xiang Tian's hand was already stained with a faint trace of blood.

Seeing this, Xiang Tian couldn't help but curl his lips. If he could break through its defense, then defeating Xiong Da was only a matter of time.

He turned his head and shouted at Yang Yan, "Brother Yang, see that? Hasn't my strength increased quite a bit?"

Hearing this, Yang Yan frowned. What Xiang Tian said seemed to be correct; his strength had indeed increased substantially. But what was the connection between face-slapping and increasing strength? After much thought, he still couldn't figure it out. His clenched fist involuntarily loosened.

Beside them, Bai Yu and Frog Fairy could no longer suppress the joy in their hearts and almost jumped up. They cheered in unison: "Senior is the strongest! Senior is the best!"

Taking advantage of this momentum, Xiang Tian launched another attack. The blade light flashed, and every move was fatal.

"Roar—!" A deafening roar erupted from Xiong Da's mouth as it charged at Xiang Tian again.

"Think I'm afraid of you!" Xiang Tian retorted with an angry shout, his figure dodging nimbly, the Demon Blood Blade in his hand hacking continuously. The two fiercely engaged in battle once more.

Xiong Da was bulky, and its speed was far inferior to Xiang Tian's. As time passed, the wounds on Xiong Da's body increased, and its aura gradually withered.

Half an hour later. Xiang Tian seized an opening and flicked the Demon Blood Blade in his hand. "Sshhh—!" The blade edge accurately slashed across Xiong Da's neck, and blood gushed out.

Immediately after. "Bang!" Xiong Da's swollen body collapsed to the ground with a thud, then slowly shrank, losing its breath.

Bai Yu immediately ran forward, her face full of joy. She shouted loudly: "Senior is too amazing! You finally killed this big guy!"

Xiang Tian put his hands behind his back, assuming a serious appearance. He gave a light cough: "Bai Yu, be low-key."

But just as he finished speaking. "Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!" His cheeks were kissed in turns by Bai Yu, Frog Fairy, and Xiang Liu.

Xiang Tian was stunned, then looked suspiciously at Xiang Liu, whose cheeks were slightly flushed and whose eyes were darting away. "No, Xiang Liu, those two are my spirit pets, it's fine if they kiss me, but why are you kissing me?"

Xiang Liu snorted coquettishly and turned her head away abruptly. "It's none of your business!"

Just as the group was immersed in the joy of victory. Yang Yan's voice suddenly came, "Brother Xiang, you still haven't given me a reasonable explanation!"

Xiang Tian paused, then turned to look at Yang Yan. He smiled and said, "Brother Xiang, you saw it too, has my strength really increased?"

Yang Yan nodded subconsciously. This was something he had seen with his own eyes; it could not be faked.

"Isn't that enough?" Xiang Tian waved his hand. "Do I look like the type of person who takes advantage of others? You don't need to think too much; this is my unique Secret Manual. Since Xiong Da has already been killed by me, let's not waste time and continue looking for a way out."

After saying this, Xiang Tian turned around first and walked towards the outside of the mountain hollow. But just then, an old voice suddenly came from a distance.

"Audacious scoundrel, how dare you kill someone from my Yinshi Sect!"

Xiang Tian and the others stiffened, immediately raising their eyes to look. A group of old men dressed in gray robes were rushing towards here, full of anger. Their auras were majestic, and their momentum was immense.

"People from the Yinshi Sect?" Xiang Tian frowned, his heart sinking. His gaze quickly swept over the group of old men, secretly estimating the opponent's strength.

The strength of these people was not weak; the lowest was at the Peak of the Martial Emperor Realm. Although there were no powerhouses at the Saint Realm, most of them were at the Half-step Saint Realm. There were more than ten of them!

Just a moment ago, he had used all his might to barely kill Xiong Da. Now, facing so many powerhouses at the Half-step Saint Realm, the situation instantly became precarious.

Xiang Tian immediately composed himself. He cupped his hands, his tone respectful and humble. "Senior, please calm your anger. This Junior also just arrived here. The Disciples of your Yinshi Sect were all killed by that mindless Xiong Da; it has nothing to do with us."

The leading old man snorted coldly, staring at Xiang Tian with icy eyes. "Do you think this old man will believe your nonsense?"

"Senior, please be discerning!" Xiang Tian cupped his hands again. "Among us, the strongest is barely at the Peak of the Martial Emperor Realm. How could we be a match for the Genius Disciples of the Yinshi Sect? Even if you gave us a hundred guts, we wouldn't dare offend the Yinshi Sect!"

"Yes! Yes! We definitely aren't a match!" Bai Yu nodded heavily in a hurry. Whatever Senior said, she followed, without the slightest hesitation.

Frog Fairy and Xiang Liu stood by the side. Their expressions were calm; they didn't speak, but they didn't refute either.

Just then, Yang Yan stepped forward. "Seniors, you are all deacons of the Yinshi Sect, right? This one is Yang Yan of the Tyrant Blade Sect. I can testify that everything they said is true."

This matter concerned everyone's life; they were now grasshoppers on the same rope.

The leading deacon's gaze shifted, sweeping over Yang Yan. It then slowly landed on the three women, his eyes becoming greedy and lecherous. A malicious smile curled the corner of his mouth: "Tsk tsk tsk, wanting me to believe you, that's not impossible."

His gaze was glued to the three women, making no effort to hide his desire. "Leave these three girls behind and let me take them away. As for this matter, I will treat it as if it never happened and let all of you leave safely."

"Hmph! You old lecher!" Seeing this, Xiang Liu's willow-leaf eyebrows immediately stood up. She glared coldly at the leading deacon.

"Yo, what a feisty little lady," the leading deacon was not annoyed; instead, he laughed even more lecherously. His eyes wandered wantonly over Xiang Liu. "This is just the right flavor; this deacon likes it even more!"

Seeing this, Bai Yu immediately leaned into Xiang Tian's ear and lowered her voice. "Senior, do you want me to go and kill this old lecher right now?"

Xiang Tian slowly raised his hand, signaling Bai Yu to stay calm. He gripped the Demon Blood Blade in his hand and blocked it horizontally in front of him.

"Since this group of old fogies doesn't intend to let us leave and even dares to have designs on them, then... we can only fight!"

At this point, he no longer had any wishful thinking. The deacons of the Yinshi Sect were greedy by nature and would not let it go easily. Rather than surrendering, it was better to give it a try.

Seeing this, the leading deacon couldn't help but sneer, "Yo, kid, you've got some backbone. Since you want to fight so much, then this old man will give you a chance."

He paused. He glanced at his fellow sect members beside him, then looked back at Xiang Tian. "As long as you can survive three moves against any one of us, this old man will keep his word and let all of you leave, absolutely not blocking you."

In his view. Among everyone present, Xiang Tian's cultivation was the lowest. It was impossible for him to be a match for them, these deacons at the Half-step Saint Realm. This contest, frankly speaking, was just a show; there was no need to worry about it failing.

Hearing this, Xiang Tian raised an eyebrow slightly. He asked in a flat tone: "Senior keeps his word? Any one of you is fine?"

The leading deacon twisted the beard on his chin and said with a certain expression. "That's natural! I have lived for so many years, and my words have always been as heavy as nine tripods; how could I deceive a Junior like you?"