Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 144, Section 075: The New Guest
Jin Ziyue's desperate three-sword attack was exposed by Baihezi, and Qian Huimei took the opportunity to dodge to the side. Her women's kimono swirled open, looking like a bright red crabapple blossom in the sky.

Flowers with thorns.

Taking advantage of Jin Ziyue's desperate attempt to disrupt his own rhythm, Qian Huimei keenly seized the opportunity and plunged a knife into his shoulder.

Jin Ziyue kicked Qian Huimei away, who was standing close to him, and staggered back.

Yuriko's ripples detected the other party's intentions again; he actually wanted to commit suicide with a sword! Knowing that the attack was not weak, there was no need to be so decisive!

What a joke!
Before she could tell Chiemi, she rushed forward and thrust her claws towards the other woman's back, aiming straight for her heart!

Yuriko's face was fierce, and the bulging veins twisted her features. She was determined to end Jin Ziyue's life with her own hands before he committed suicide.

Moreover, if he had any schemes or traps, she could detect them immediately and even if she relied on rage and instinct, she could safely evacuate.

At this moment, because of her successful attack, Chiemi felt that this person was not invincible, and Yuriko's counterattack gave her the opportunity to continue.

The masked man raised his knife, stretched out his hand, turned the hilt around, and stabbed it fiercely into his own upper body.

The blade seemed to come alive, its cold light flashing as it bit down fiercely towards its master's heart.

Before Yuriko could react, she saw the tip of the knife emerge from behind the man, like a bird's beak bursting from a broken egg. Her trench coat billowed suddenly, and before she could react, the long knife was already upon her, turning into a faint glimmer of light in her eyes.

This……

The knife tip pierced her brow, and two lines of blood slowly flowed down.

Without warning, the blade pierced through Jin Ziyue, killing Baihezi in the process.

"Yuriko!" Chiemi shouted sharply as she realized what was happening, only to meet the man's raised eyes, colder than the White Walkers and more indifferent than life and death.

Without pulling out the knife, he let the blade remain embedded in his body, then twisted his wrist, causing the knife to pierce two holes, one in front and one behind.

He actually used his suicidal thoughts to deceive Yuriko's emotional detection, and in a desperate attempt to save Yuriko's life.

Chie was so shocked by his cruel actions that she didn't dare to finish the job for a moment.

A complete lunatic!
"Ah..." Yuriko's eyes were already unfocused. The rapidly shrinking hair, the receding blood vessels, and the restored arms all proved that she had lost her life.

Jin Ziyue silently sensed the overflowing energy of the inscription behind him. The energy of [Unknown Zeyi] had no vessel to reside in, and slowly dissipated into the air.

"Damn it!" Chiemi cursed angrily as she snapped out of her daze, closing in with a few quick steps. The short, curved blade in her hand flashed like dew in the night, its light and shadow dazzling.

Jin Ziyue made sure the guy behind him was dead, and he had enough time to draw his dagger and fight back.

Chiemi was astonished to discover that despite being severely injured, this guy still maintained agile movements. Upon closer inspection, she noticed that his left hand had grown back!
The hole in front of him was just a tear in his clothes, without any bloodstains.

That's right, when this guy used his left hand to parry, there wasn't a single drop of blood on his hand when it was slashed by the knife.

Looking back now, I realize that this guy probably had some kind of immortality ability.

It was precisely because of this ability that he was able to deceive Yuriko by committing suicide and then calmly survive his own knife.

Is it regeneration, or some other form of cure?
Although Chiemi was wielding her sword wildly, she was also seeking out her opponent's special abilities.

She clearly realized that even when there were two of them, she was no match for this man, and now that she was all alone, her chances of survival were even slimmer.

Jin Ziyue gave his opponent no room to maneuver. He changed his attack style, switching from holding the sword with one hand to holding it with both hands. He swung the sword swiftly and decisively, not caring whether the sword would break!
This... Chiemi became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. Based on her understanding of swordsmanship, she realized that this person's swordsmanship was not the orthodox katana she had learned at the samurai academy, but rather a swordsmanship from other regions, domineering and fierce.

However, using such a slender blade with an overly forceful fighting style would be tantamount to suicide.

This was also something that Chiemi found strange. Her opponent was clearly a master swordsman, so it was impossible for him not to understand this. However, his fighting style involved his long sword sweeping around in circles, swinging left and right, churning at the speed of light like a helicopter propeller. Chiemi couldn't keep up with that speed, and his sword would break and snap!

"A genius-level madman!" Chiemi had lost her will to fight and didn't want to linger any longer, but she was frustrated that the other party wouldn't let her leave!

She wielded the short, curved blade, struggling to stay afloat like a small boat tossed about in a storm, constantly threatened by the flashing blades.

Then, another mutation occurred!
A vast surge of energy, mixed with billowing smoke, snaked its way in, lunging towards Jin Ziyue's back.

Jin Ziyue abandoned Qian Huimei and turned around to sweep his sword, only to find that the thick fog in front of him was extremely sticky, lingering and not dissipating, instead gripping his thin knife tightly.

Chie seized the opportunity, quickly retreated, and immediately disappeared into the alley.

Through the mask, he could see the face of the person who attacked him from behind.

He was a cynical fellow, in his forties, yet sporting a middle-aged man's ponytail, tall and thin, casting a long shadow under the streetlights.

His right hand was in a grabbing position, and these dense clouds of mist burst forth from his palm.

Those who control destiny are distributed in the southeast, possessing the ability to manipulate clouds.

His face showed displeasure, and he had a freshly lit cigarette dangling from his lips: "You're the one who ruined my good time?"

He was having a good time here that night when suddenly there was an explosion upstairs. The woman who was with him for a "funny time" (Cantonese for "once a time") was so frightened that she ran away. No matter how much he called out to her, it was no use. Enraged, he grabbed his clothes and went out to cause trouble. He bumped around and then realized that there were sounds of fighting coming from this side.

Just as he was about to lash out, he realized it was the kid he had let go last time.

They didn't know who he was before. But last night in the Valley Dragon Hall, Chu Binlin told them that this guy was the traitor that the entire Fate Master clan was hunting down, and that he was their ultimate target on this trip—the traitor Jin Ziyue who stole the [Hundred Rivers Converge at the Sea]!
The Cloud-Turning Hand sneered, "That's great, let's settle both old and new scores together!"

"Well, kid, you've chosen the path to hell instead of the path to heaven. Don't blame me for acting on behalf of heaven!"

His expression was cold, his steps were powerful and swift, and the mist in his right hand swirled like a whip, as if afraid that Jin Ziyue would escape.

Jin Ziyue frowned; he hadn't expected to encounter this group of people in such a place.

Even if I am already being careful enough, as long as I am still active in Zuojingdu, I will eventually have to fight them.

The Cloud-Turning Hand didn't care about any of that. He was burning with rage and was determined to capture this guy, or even kill him on the spot, to end this ridiculous journey to another land.

"Come on, kid, you'd better put all your strength into it and let me see what level this so-called young generation of life-controlling genius is really at."

(End of this chapter)