The arrow the newcomer had shot was actually the specially made Exploding Spirit Arrow.
While being extraordinarily rare, it had an extremely strong power. Even if it was blocked by an opponent, it would also launch a second wave of attacks, to inflict harm on its intended target.
When unknowingly ambushed by this arrow, even Xiantian Martial Scholars would find it hard to withstand, very easily coming to grief on the spot!
Having been cut down by Yan Zhaoge, a strong light instantly penetrated from within the arrow.
While this arrow was strong, it would still be completely unable to do anything to Yan Zhaoge, just that that panda was currently in the final stages of levelling up, about to end its cultivation.
If it was interrupted now, the results could be very serious indeed.
Curling his lips, Yan Zhaoge shook his head as he brandished his sword.
His sword like a dragon, it drew a circle in mid-air.
Where the sword-light went, scars were left within the air, the golden ring radiating light as it was like there was a vortex at its centre, giving off an extreme suction force.
After that Exploding Spirit Arrow exploded, the numerous streaks of golden light it released was mostly drawn within that ring of light formed of Yan Zhaoge’s sword-light.
It was only that with this, the spiritual qi of the heavens and the earth which had originally already been in upheaval due to that panda, being drawn by Yan Zhaoge’s sword-light, instantly became even more unstable.
A large amount of spiritual qi was similarly absorbed by the light ring formed of sword-light.
The clouds and wind in the sky surged, the formation being activated as it circulated on its own.
The clouds roiled before their eyes, the space seemingly moving and distorting unceasingly as many things were instantly dispersed.
The formation was quickly controlled as the chaotic clouds quickly calmed.
The changing scenery before Yan Zhaoge’s eyes returned to normal as before him was still the forest of before, just that when the wind had blown past, the tall bamboos had been reaped like wheat, falling to the ground in large numbers.
“Cough, what need was there for that,” As Yan Zhaoge kept his sword somewhat unhappily, he suddenly felt that something was a little wrong.
Swivelling his head over, he saw a giant, fat, round, furry head appear before him, upon which was a pair of gigantic black eye rings, its eyes blinking and blinking.
Yan Zhaoge was rendered speechless, “Hey, you were sent to the same place as me.”
A giant panda the size of a small elephant shuffled up before Yan Zhaoge somewhat affectionately while also clumsily.
Yan Zhaoge broke into a smile, “Ah, this giant fella.”
He extended his hand, gently stroking the fur of the giant panda where black and white met.
The giant panda extended its tongue, gently licking Yan Zhaoge’s palm.
Yan Zhaoge smiled, “I am like that person, also wanting to catch you, just that I have the confidence that even if you have levelled up, I can still capture you alive.”
The giant panda blinked, licking its lips with its tongue, a very human light appearing within his eyes.
“Oh, its spirituality is not low ah,” Yan Zhaoge discovered that he could vaguely understand the meaning behind this giant panda’s gazes.
It was just that having understood it, he was left not knowing whether to laugh or to cry.
This lazy gaze basically seemed to be asking: if I go with you, will I have enough to eat…
Yan Zhaoge looked at it finding it somewhat infuriating whilst also funny, “You are not afraid that I’m capturing you to kill you and feast on your flesh?”
That giant panda came near to Yan Zhaoge in a naïve manner, rubbing his head on Yan Zhaoge rather unreservedly.
Yan Zhaoge sighed, “You had also best be a little more relaxed. If you eat too much, I can only drag you to perform on the street for money.”
The giant panda cried out lightly, resembling a human drawing back his lips and laughing.
Looking upwards, Yan Zhaoge pondered, “Let me think; this panda…erm, this Pixiu-where does its food come from?”
Although it loved to eat, especially loving to eat various kinds of bamboo, that was merely to quell its belly’s hunger or because it was greedy.
According to what Yan Zhaoge knew, if a Pixiu wanted to raise its strength, it had to eat various fine metals and precious ores.
They especially loved eating precious metallic ores rich in both yin and yang.
And such things were generally rather rare, as well as expensive.
Comparing it with this giant fella’s appetite, it was absolutely a monetary black hole.
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 159: Brutal
HSSB159: Brutal
While Broad Creed Mountain was great and its businesses many, with rearing such a giant fella still possible, and Yan Zhaoge had now also obtained the authority to have foremost priority to the clan’s resources, with him very happy and willing to be a rich dude just generously scattering money about, after pondering for a time, Yan Zhaoge thought of an ingredient which, after being refined through a special method, could act as this panda’s food.
And this ingredient had a high production rate with a low cost, its effects also being better than the usual ores and fine metals. It was the perfect example of high-quality goods with a low cost.
As for its name, Yan Zhaoge had rather nastily prepared two choices.
One, was Pan-Pan[i].
The other, was Fat Tiger[ii].
As for what would come next, Yan Zhaoge’s thoughts were: the next pet, he would call Small Man[iii], the next next, Big Male[iv].
These were all Yan Zhaoge’s silly thoughts, not that any outsiders would have to or be able to understand them.
“Cough. Of these two, which should I use? This really hurts my brains ah,” Yan Zhaoge was all smiles as he looked at the giant panda before him.
The extremely intelligent Pixiu’s massive frame shook slightly, as it instinctively detected that something was up.
Laughing, Yan Zhaoge patted its huge head before he raised his head to gaze into the distance.
Still situated on that small island with a limited size, if he wanted to find someone, it would not be difficult.
Not having strode out, his gaze sweeping the area, Yan Zhaoge saw a green-clothed figure coming over towards him from the distance.
The newcomer was that young female disciple of Turbid Wave Pavilion, Zhang Yao.
On seeing Yan Zhaoge and the though huge, still docile and cute giant panda beside him, the round-faced girl instantly relaxed.
“Senior Brother Yan has already tamed this Pixiu?” Zhang Yao approached curiously.
Chubby and cute, that giant panda lazily rolled over on the ground, causing Zhang Yao to have a very favourable impression of it.
Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge grinned, “Well, still being young, she naturally has no resistance against such fluffy goods at all.”
Zhang Yao asked carefully, “Senior Brother Yan, can I stroke it?”
Swivelling his head to look over at the giant fella beside him and seeing how he looked totally fine, not being opposed to it, Yan Zhaoge nodded, “You may.”
Zhang Yao immediately whooped and approached.
As she hurriedly got close with that giant panda, Yan Zhaoge asked, “That bowman wasn’t from your clan, right?”
Jolted awake by his words, Zhang Yao answered, “We have let Senior Brother Yan see an ugly side. That person is not of our clan; he should be a martial practitioner of the Lake Domain’s Chu Region where this Clear Concealed Lake is located.”
“Although I’ve never seen him before, someone who can enter the Clear Concealed Lake’s formation should be from a first or second-tier power close to our clan, or a solitary martial practitioner.”
“He should only have wanted to capture this Pixiu, not having discovere
d us, also not bearing any hostility towards us.”
Although she was young and still at the inner aura stage, this round-faced girl was a true direct disciple of Turbid Wind Pavilion.
Although her cultivation could not match up to Xie Youchan and Ruan Ping, she still held the same position as well as received the same benefits as them.
Yan Zhaoge could tell that Zhang Yao’s past experiences could also be considered on the shallower side.
However, being able to become a direct disciple of a Sacred Ground, her martial talent as well as strength were definitely indisputable.
Although he had not seen Zhang Yao make a move, having been travelling together, Yan Zhaoge could tell from her body-lightening techniques as well as breathing that as long as she did not lack actual combat experience, she should probably not be any inferior to that Infinite Boundless Mountain disciple Hou Xiang whom he had seen back at Cloud Portent Mountain.
Having heard Zhang Yao’s out, Yan Zhaoge smiled as he shook his head, “En, I know.”
“Moreover, even if he knew we were here, it would actually also be fine; this…erm, this Pixiu, is something that can be considered an ownerless object as long as your Turbid Wave Pavilion doesn’t yourself come for it.”
“An ownerless object-to be gained by whoever has the skill to do so. However, if he targeted me in an attack, I would also not show mercy towards him.”
Zhang Yao smiled, “He would not be able to win against Senior Brother Yan.”
Yan Zhaoge said, “Let’s go look for the others. This island is not big; I estimate that if we just yell a little, Senior Sister Xie and Ah Hu would be able to hear it.”
Having gradually grown familiar, Zhang Yao no longer stayed so formal with Yan Zhaoge as she smiled upon hearing his words, “If I yelled, I’m afraid my voice still wouldn’t be loud enough.”
Yan Zhaoge smiled, “I also never intended for you to yell ah.”
Saying thus, he raised his heads towards the skies and let out a long roar, resembling a dragon roaring to the nine heavens.
Merely standing by the side and listening, Zhang Yao also felt her heart shaking as her entire body’s aura-qi became unstable.
“Senior Brother Yan’s cultivation is so high,” Zhang Yao secretly rolled up her tongue in surprise. Although she was rather inexperienced, the number of experts she had seen was not low at all.
As one of the six great Sacred Grounds alongside Broad Creed Mountain, how could Turbid Wave Pavilion lack Xiantian Martial Scholars?
But visiting her memories, Zhang Yao found that of all the early Xiantian Martial Scholars she had seen before, there actually seemed to be no one who could compare to the Yan Zhaoge before her.
Although they had not actually truly clashed, thinking about it carefully, Zhang Yao felt that even the mid Xiantian Martial Scholar Ruan Ping might not be able to defeat Yan Zhaoge.
Thinking of how Ruan Ping had tried to test Yan Zhaoge earlier, Zhang Yao could not help but shake her head, “Luckily, senior apprentice-brother Ruan didn’t truly move against him…”
As Yan Zhaoge halted his roar, Zhang Yao asked, “After hearing it, senior apprentice-sister Xie and that big brother should hurry over to congregate; shall we just stay right where we are?”
Yan Zhaoge did not answer, instead looking in another direction.
Zhang Yao asked curiously, “Senior Brother Yan, what is it?”
Yan Zhaoge smiled, “There are still others on the island.”
During that long roar, Yan Zhaoge had clearly felt the aura-qi fluctuations of a martial practitioner in the distance.
Afterwards, the other party had begun coming in this direction, with no intention of concealing his or her movements whatsoever.
As that person approached, feeling and distinguishing carefully, Yan Zhaoge discovered from that person’s path in the martial dao that it was not Ah Hu, while also not Xie Youchan.
Afterwards, even Zhang Yao could feel that other person’s existence as heavy footsteps resounded by their ears.
With every stride that person took, the very earth itself seemed to shudder slightly, as though a towering mountain was moving.
“An Infinite Boundless Mountain martial practitioner; a late Xiantian Martial Scholar,” Yan Zhaoge already had an idea of it within his heart as the next moment, from the distant bamboo forest, a tall figure emerged.
The newcomer was around thirty years of age, a bloodthirsty glow vaguely flashing within his eyes. It was precisely Infinite Boundless Mountain’s direct disciple, Liu Shengfeng.
As Yan Zhaoge gazed over, he saw that within Liu Shengfeng’s hand was actually grasped a person’s leg as he dragged that person along as he walked.
The person being dragged by Liu Shengfeng was clearly that middle-aged martial practitioner who had attacked the Pixiu with an Exploding Spirit Arrow just now.
One of his legs grabbed by Liu Shengfeng, this middle-aged martial practitioner’s other leg had shockingly been broken at the knee as blood was gushing out of it profusely, leaving behind a long trail of blood which soaked the fallen bamboo leaves on the ground.
Liu Shengfeng’s other hand grasped that middle-aged practitioner’s bow.
He released his hold on the middle-aged martial practitioner’s leg; other than his broken limb, the middle-aged martial practitioner was also heavily injured in many other areas, looking as though all the bones on his body had been broken.
Looking to be close to death, that middle-aged martial practitioner now finally managed to leave danger. But wanting to struggle, his living nightmare, Liu Shengfeng, knelt down.
Raising his head, Liu Shengfeng smiled towards Yan Zhaoge and Zhang Yao, before strangling the middle-aged martial practitioner’s neck with his own bowstring.
[i] Name of a Panda in China
[ii] Gouda Takeshi in Doraemon, directly translated from Chinese
[iii] Suneo in Doraemon, directly translated from Chinese
[iv] Nobita in Doraemon, directly translated from Chinese
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 160: Open your eyes a little wider
HSSB160: Open your eyes a little wider
The bowstring instantly drew a line of blood on that middle-aged martial practitioner’s neck.
Compared to the pain, as it cut across his body, the feeling of impending death caused him more despair.
Liu Shengfeng kept the force in his hands but did not exert it as he raised his head to smile at Yan Zhaoge and Zhang Yao. However one looked at it, it was a smile that contained a frenzied bloodthirst.
Zhang Yao’s face changed slightly, “Infinite Boundless Mountain’s Senior Brother Liu, may I know how this senior has offended you?”
That middle-aged martial practitioner already clearly posed no threat at all to Liu Shengfeng, yet Liu Shengfeng still wanted to kill him.
At the end of the day, this was Turbid Wave Pavilion’s territory, and unlike other places, the entire Clear Concealed Lake was a blessed ground of Turbid Wave Pavilion.
That middle-aged martial practitioner had only been able to enter with Turbid Wave Pavilion’s permission. Now, not only had he been heavily injured to the point of near death, he might even be tortured to death. Naturally, Zhang Yao couldn’t let this go by.
Although their cultivation bases were far apart, the Zhang Yao who had received Turbid Wave Pavilion’s teachings since young did not lose her footing and stumble in her words.
However, Liu Shengfeng’s first words already stunned her, “He didn’t offend me; I just didn’t like the sight of him, thus I decided to find some sport in him.”
Hearing his words, Yan Zhaoge slightly narrowed his eyes into slits, reappraising Liu Shengfeng.
Zhang Yao regained her wits, “Senior Brother Liu, this…”
Liu Shengfeng smiled, “What? Is it very strange? This Junior Sister of Turbid Wave Pavilion doesn’t seem to have realised yet that bullying others is the root of all happiness.”
Zhang Yao fr
owned, “How is that…”
Liu Shengfeng smiled, “Since you have recognised me, you should also have heard some rumours about me, right? Here, I have a need to speak up for myself.”
“That is, the rumours were not exaggerated. Perfectly on the contrary, the rumours were actually much too conservative.”
Liu Shengfeng said slowly and leisurely, “Rather than defeating opponents at the same cultivation level as me or surpassing levels to defeat those who are stronger, I actually prefer killing those who are weaker than me.”
“Because it saves time, effort, and energy, and I can still slowly enjoy the pleasure and feeling of killing the other party.”
“When exchanging moves with an opponent of the same level, being able to defeat or kill the other party would already be very good. If I wanted to capture them alive and then slowly work on them, I might even be playing with my own life, having to go all out and not being able to experience much of that pleasuresome feeling.”
Glancing at Zhang Yao, Liu Shengfeng then lowered his head, his gaze falling on that middle-aged martial practitioner whose neck was entangled by a bowstring, “Didn’t you ask me just now how he offended me?”
“He indeed made a mistake, and that mistake was being weaker than me.”
Zhang Yao opened her eyes wide as she stared at Liu Shengfeng, who looked totally nonchalant, “People always think that it is not right for the strong to bully the weak, but in truth, who doesn’t do it?”
“Just like you, Junior Sister. If you were alone with this person, he would have to treat you with respect, because you are of Turbid Wave Pavilion; your background is much stronger than his.”
“Therefore, even though he is an early Xiantian Martial Scholar and you are only a mid inner aura Martial Scholar, faced with you, he will always be a head shorter, unwilling to offend you if possible.”
Liu Shengfeng bared his teeth in a smile, “I come from Infinite Boundless Mountain, you come from Turbid Wave Pavilion, while this Yan Zhaoge, Junior Brother Yan, comes from Broad Creed Mountain.”
History's Strongest Senior Brother c1-1474 Page 102
