"Die."
Wu Tian knew little about the Nine Mysteries. He had just managed to enter a state of enlightenment, hopeful that he could deduce all of the Nine Mysteries from the few he knew. And yet, he had been interrupted.
If you don’t die, who will? If I don’t kill you, then who?
Wu Tian wasted no words and clenched his fist tightly.
Suddenly, True Sun Fire engulfed his fist. Then, the furious punch shot out. It was like a fiery dragon opening its maw as the Fire Fist rocketed forward, unstoppable. The very space in its path was obliterated, leaving a trail of ruin.
"No, I was wrong. Don’t kill me. You can’t kill me. I am..."
The crushing pressure in the air, combined with the scorching heat of the fist, made Mister Liu Dao’s pupils contract violently, his face a mask of mortal terror. He never expected Wu Tian to be this powerful. Nor did he expect Wu Tian to attack with killing intent right here in the Mystic Library.
Mister Liu Dao tried to defend himself, but his Spiritual Power had barely begun to circulate when—
BOOM!
He was struck by the punch.
BOOM!
The four walls of the Mystic Library collapsed. The massive explosion buried several authors who had been scribbling away inside, and giant cracks spread across the ground like a spiderweb. The building known as ’Zhu Lang’ ceased to exist.
Amid the explosion, Mister Liu Dao’s body was sent flying. A gaping hole pierced straight through his chest from front to back. He finally slammed into the ground, deader than dead.
A gentle breeze blew across the site, gradually clearing the dust.
Ye Qingxian stared blankly at the scene. He really dared to kill someone in the Mystic Library. If Emperor Xuan learns of this, what fate will befall Wu Tian? And yet... a strange part of her heart felt it was perfectly natural. To offend Wu Tian is to court death! There are no exceptions!
Wu Tian, holding the little one, prepared to leave. He was in a foul mood. He had only come here to find a book; who would have thought this would happen?
Sensing Wu Tian’s frustration, the little one smiled. "Dad, ’A tall tree catches the wind.’ ’The tree desires stillness, but the wind will not cease.’"
Wu Tian nodded. At that moment, a figure flashed before him. Ye Qingxian had caught up, and a fragrant scent drifted into his nostrils.
"Aren’t you worried? Emperor Xuan might be busy right now, but the moment he’s free to make a divination, he’ll know what you did."
"Let him," Wu Tian said casually. "I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it."
Wu Tian genuinely wasn’t concerned, for two reasons. First, if Emperor Xuan learned of Mister Liu Dao’s death immediately, it would mean he was constantly monitoring the life and death of all his subordinates. If that were the case, this Emperor Xuan must be a wise Immortal Emperor. That would mean he was a reasonable man. Wu Tian could simply explain what happened, and the Emperor would not act against him. Second, if Emperor Xuan was a tyrant, then a fight between them would be inevitable anyway. But if he was a tyrant, why would he care about the life and death of a mere subordinate? By the time he learned of this, a year might have already passed.
"You really don’t care about Emperor Xuan’s wrath?" Wu Tian’s utter nonchalance piqued Ye Qingxian’s curiosity. Her fine brows knitted together. "Do you have some powerful backing? An expert supporting you from the shadows, perhaps? Is that why you dared to kill one of the Law Enforcers? Why you dared to kill the master of the Mystic Library?"
"Backing? No, there’s no one behind me. I rely on myself," Wu Tian stated matter-of-factly.
"On your own?" Ye Qingxian was stunned. Such an expression on the face of a great beauty was all the more alluring, but unfortunately for her, Wu Tian wasn’t looking.
"By the way, what were you writing just now?" she asked. Right now, my goal is simple. I want to know if he was truly engrossed in writing, or if it was just a masterful performance.
"A Martial Arts Technique," Wu Tian said after a moment’s thought.
The little one chimed in, "But don’t try any tricks. My dad won’t teach you. He only teaches me. Your charms will be useless on him."
You little brat... The remark made Ye Qingxian clench her fists, so angry she nearly fainted. What a joke! Would I ever resort to using my feminine wiles?
"I could teach you," Wu Tian said, an idea occurring to him. "But you would have to work for me."
"Heh," Ye Qingxian chuckled. "Are you asking me to sell myself into servitude? I’ve never heard of a Martial Arts Technique that would be worth such a price."
Just because you haven’t heard of it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist, Wu Tian thought with a private chuckle. "The Nine Mysteries. It’s a supreme Daoist Secret Technique passed down since the Ancient Era in one of the three thousand realms. The ’Nine Mysteries’ was originally a single entity, but because it was too heaven-defying, it was not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao and was split into nine. Several of them are now believed to be lost. I only know the Character ’Jie’ Secret, the Character ’Dou’ Secret, the Character ’Xing’ Secret, the Character ’Bing’ Secret, the Character ’Qian’ Secret, the Character ’Zhe’ Secret, and the Character ’Zu’ Secret."
Ye Qingxian recalled something and asked, "As in the ancient mantra, *’All soldiers and combatants are arrayed before me’*?"
Wu Tian nodded. "The Character ’Dou’ Secret can evolve into a supreme offensive Secret Technique. With this art, you can master any offensive move in the world and integrate it flawlessly, all without needing a teacher."
"What?"
She had assumed Wu Tian wouldn’t know any profound Martial Arts Techniques, but she never dreamed he would mention something like this. She was completely taken aback.
Does such a Martial Arts Technique really exist? If someone learned it, wouldn’t they be able to deduce any attack technique after seeing it just once? That’s impossible, isn’t it? How could such a terrifying technique exist?
"You don’t believe me?" Wu Tian asked, amused by her shocked expression. "And that’s nothing. The other techniques among the Nine Mysteries are just as extraordinary. The Character ’Qian’ Secret can predict good and bad fortune. The Character ’Xing’ Secret grants extreme speed, allowing one to traverse the heavens and burrow into the earth. If cultivated to a high enough Realm, one can even glimpse into the domain of time..."
Hearing about the capabilities of these Martial Arts Techniques, a shudder ran through Ye Qingxian’s delicate frame.
"Alright, if you want to learn, then follow my lead. If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving," Wu Tian said, holding the little one and turning to go.
I can’t stay with Ye Qingxian for too long. Otherwise, I’ll end up smelling of her perfume. If Qin Yuhan catches a whiff of it, there’ll be serious trouble. It’s not that I’m afraid of my wife, but as a husband, I have a responsibility to maintain peace at home.
"Wait for me."
Ye Qingxian snapped out of her shock and hurried after him.
"What? Made up your mind?" Wu Tian asked.
"No, I haven’t decided whether I’ll follow you yet," she replied.
"If you haven’t decided, then why are you following me? Don’t you have anything better to do?" Wu Tian said with a sigh of helplessness. He was a family man, after all, with a wife waiting for him at home.
"Am I not pretty?" Seeing his attitude, Ye Qingxian bit her lip and blurted out the question.
I possess supreme potential. Countless men wish to follow in my footsteps. So many would have been content just to walk with me for a short while. But this Wu Tian? He seems annoyed by my presence, and I can’t understand why.