Chapter 7428
I'm not here to spy on you
"For example?" Xiao Chen focused his attention and became wary, quietly gathering divine energy in his palm.
"Like this!"
Before he could finish speaking, the armored phantom suddenly blurred! The next instant, a chilling sensation came from Xiao Chen's left side as the spear silently and stealthily approached, its speed exceeding his reaction limit!
Xiao Chen twisted his body in shock, and in his haste, he could only draw his Reverse Scale Sword and use the scabbard to parry!
"laugh!"
The spear tip grazed the scabbard, its icy sharpness instantly tearing through his shirt and leaving a line of blood on his ribs, a searing pain shooting straight to his mind.
Xiao Chen gasped, staggered back several steps, and hurriedly used his divine energy to seal the wound, then took out his usual bandage and pressed it against the wound.
He stared in shock and anger at the solidified phantom... Shouldn't the inheritor be an ally? Why did it start with a killing move?
Before he could question him, the phantom suddenly swung its spear, and the fierce battle aura surged down like a tangible wave, almost crushing his mind.
"Today, I will teach you the first move... 'Breaking the Edge'! In battle, only offense matters, defense is paramount; life and death are decided by a single line!"
Swish!
In an instant, countless cold spear shadows shot in from all directions, densely packed!
Xiao Chen tried his best to dodge and parry, his wrists twisting as he wielded the scabbard in a dense, impenetrable motion, yet he was still grazed dozens of times by the spear tip in an instant!
Although it was only a superficial wound, it was enough to show that the phantom precisely controlled the force... If it had really used its full strength, he would have been riddled with holes and would have no chance of survival!
"This is 'Broken Edge'?" Xiao Chen's eyes were filled with shock.
Even though he had studied martial arts, he had never seen such pure, direct spear techniques that were solely for killing!
The gun seemed to transform into countless venomous snakes, slithering and probing his vital points, each time narrowly missing him, its ruthlessness reaching its extreme.
This feeling of having one's life and death controlled by others, walking on the edge of despair, almost drives one's rationality insane, yet it also makes one's nerves tense up rapidly under extreme pressure, instinctively capturing the trajectory and rhythm of the gunshot.
……
For more than three hours, Xiao Chen was immersed in the life-and-death trials within the Soul Tower space.
When he regained consciousness and opened his eyes, he was still sitting in the chair in the study. It was almost dusk outside the window, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window frame onto the ground, casting long shadows.
He could clearly feel that the fierce and brutal battle aura in his mind had not dissipated, but instead was deeply engraved into his spirit like a brand, faintly drawing the wisp of divine energy in his body, making it even more incomparably sharp.
This feeling was extremely peculiar, as if a fighting instinct dormant for thousands of years had been completely awakened, and every part of my body was filled with a fighting spirit eager to try.
The soul tablet that was previously activated by Mo Lishou mainly provided scattered mental techniques and cultivation insights, which, although valuable, needed to be digested slowly.
This armored phantom, seemingly without having taught him any moves, had his body and instincts forcibly memorize that relentless, offensive rhythm and momentum through repeated near-death assassinations.
The idea of "breaking through the enemy's defenses" had become ingrained in his very being, a latent reaction etched into his instincts.
Xiao Chen's eyes flickered slightly, and he already had a guess in his mind... This person was most likely Mo Lihai.
Although Mo Lihai is accustomed to using a long spear, his true specialty is the magical artifact, the Jade Pipa. The four strings of the pipa belong to the elements of earth, water, fire, and wind, respectively. It can summon black wind fire snakes, with the wind fueling the fire to sweep across the battlefield, making it a truly deadly weapon.
Xiao Chen focused his mind again, his consciousness sinking into his immortal abode within his body, and in an instant he found himself in the Soul Tower. The phantom clad in dark red armor still stood before the second soul tablet, its form seemingly fainter than before, like a candle flickering in the wind.
Yet the fierce aura, carrying with it the imagery of clashing swords and mountains of corpses and seas of blood, remained undiminished, still pressing down on the entire space with a chilling stillness.
Xiao Chen bowed respectfully, his tone full of reverence: "Senior, may I be so bold as to ask, how should I address you?"
The armored phantom remained silent for a moment, then a hoarse voice seemed to emerge from the dust of countless ages, carrying a timeless indifference and a sense of vicissitude:
"My name? It has long been buried in old papers and under the yellow earth. In this world, I'm afraid there are few people who remember me."
“Boy, you have obtained this Soul Tower, which seems to be an opportunity to defy fate and change your destiny, but isn’t it also a shackle?”
The phantom's voice suddenly deepened, each word as firm as iron.
"Your path ahead is now intertwined with our lingering regrets. As you climb higher and crush thorns, we may still have a sliver of hope for the light of day to return."
"If you perish prematurely, your body and soul will vanish, and the last trace of our existence will also completely disappear, with no more reincarnation. You'd better take care of yourself."
He paused slightly, the illusory figure seemingly listening intently for a moment… even though the Soul Tower space was deathly silent, not even a breeze could be heard. He then waved the illusory spear, which seemed both real and unreal, and said calmly, “Someone outside is looking for you, go ahead.”
When Xiao Chen's consciousness fully returned to reality, he subconsciously raised his hand to touch his ribs, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
The previously burning, tiny wounds have all healed and scabbed over, leaving only a few faint red marks, and the pain has completely disappeared.
Could it be that the life-and-death ordeal in the Soul Tower not only tempered his fighting spirit but also quietly nourished his physique?
Just then, there was a gentle knock on the study door.
Xiao Chen opened the door, and Yun Yuyan and Zhou Keying were standing outside. Yun Yuyan frowned slightly, with a hint of capable reproach, while Zhou Keying looked at her with concern. Both of them had a hint of doubt on their faces.
“My dear CEO Xiao, you were completely absent from the remote investment meeting this afternoon, and your calls were even forwarded to the secretary’s desk. CEO Liu has been calling me non-stop. We thought you were not feeling well, and we almost called the property management to break down the door.”
Yun Yuyan said helplessly.
Zhou Keying peeked into the study. The computer screen was dark, and only a few open documents lay quietly on the table. There was no one else around.
She breathed a sigh of relief, her tone softening: "You must have gotten caught up in something again. I was thinking of having dinner with you, but look how late it is. How about I ask the kitchen to make you some late-night snack?"
"Sorry, I was so engrossed in a complex architecture plan that I didn't notice the time." Xiao Chen rubbed his temples, his tone apologetic. "No need for a late-night snack, something simple will do."
After a quick dinner, Xiao Chen went to the balcony alone. A cool evening breeze blew by, and as he gazed at the bustling night view below, his expression gradually turned cold.
He spoke calmly to the shadowy corner of the balcony: "Come out. Su Yu, I remember saying I don't like being a target of surveillance."
A tall figure slowly emerged from the shadows; it was Su Yu. Her usual composure and calmness were nowhere to be seen; her pretty face was filled with an unyielding seriousness, and even her eyes carried a hint of anxiety.
"I'm not here to spy on you," Su Yu said in a low, urgent voice. "I have urgent news to tell you." (End of Chapter)