I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 137: Did you lead them here?
Bi Dongyou was woken up by the stench.

When I woke up, I smelled a strong, foul odor... coming from my own mouth.

He was quite certain that he hadn't eaten that thing yesterday, yet in his dreams, it was always flying freely everywhere.

It reminded him of when he was young and practicing martial arts. In order to learn Xingyi Quan, he was chased and beaten by a group of monkeys. These monkeys would pull out a handful from under their crotches, roll it into a ball, and throw it at him. It was both a strong form of mental pollution and a huge biological attack.

He was also unlucky enough to open his mouth, and from then on, that taste and memory became a strong psychological shadow.

He even sought psychological treatment from a doctor specializing in traditional Chinese medicine, but the doctor burst out laughing three times in a minute after hearing about his experience, so the treatment was basically ineffective.

But as the saying goes, fortune and misfortune are intertwined... If he hadn't been chased by monkeys and pelted with dung when he was a child, and hadn't experienced the baptism of flight, he probably wouldn't have had the heart to dig a hole in the dung pit and run away last night.

When Bi Dongyou woke up, he felt a little heavy.

It's probably because I took too many cold showers last night.

Even a True Martial Artist at the Outer Realm can catch a cold, but they recover faster and have milder symptoms.

Humans cannot overcome physiological weaknesses. He felt unwell and didn't really want to get out of bed, but the base here wasn't safe either, so it would be better to move as soon as possible.

He glanced at the sky and waited patiently until it got dark. He changed his clothes. He originally wanted to choose an earth-yellow coat, but after hesitating for a moment, he changed it to a grayish-blue jacket. He put on a straw hat, picked up a carrying pole, hid his usual personal weapon inside, and disguised himself as a vendor going to the night market.

In the alleyway wide enough for two people to walk side by side, Bi Dongyou carried the carrying pole forward. He had only taken a few steps when he saw a person standing in the dim alleyway about thirty paces away. The moonlight was not bright tonight, and the clouds were thick, so the light could not illuminate this place.

I could only vaguely see the outline of that white-clad figure, arms crossed, a sword hanging at his waist.

Bi Dongyou was slightly startled. At this moment, he did not know that Scarface was dead. He had only suddenly seen a white-clad swordsman appear here, and the image of the young man unconsciously appeared in his mind.

Because Bai Xuan's appearance is indeed impressive... He is not only the number one on the Crouching Dragon List, but also the most handsome swordsman on the Crouching Dragon List, and the most skilled swordsman among the handsome men on the Crouching Dragon List.

Bi Dongyou was about to walk away in another direction without saying a word when he heard a familiar voice behind him.

What do you sell?

"Sell some farm tools," Bi Dongyou said in a low voice, pretending to be an old man.

"Do they have a sickle and a hammer?"

"Yes, sir, yes." Bi Dongyou put down the carrying pole, dipped his right hand into a bamboo basket, and then suddenly raised his hand, pulled out an iron spear, and smashed it directly into the blue brick wall. The wall collapsed instantly, and a section of the wall, five or six meters long, fell down, filling the alley and raising a lot of dust that obscured the view.

boom--!
Amidst the roar, Bi Dongyou turned and ran, only to hear a chilling sword cry behind him.

The desolate sword light was not blocked by the mere house and flew straight towards the back of his neck.

Bi Dongyou was, after all, an expert in outdoor photography. He was very perceptive, as if he had opened his eyes in the back of his head. He regained his senses and swung his spear again to block the hundred-step flying sword.

As the sword was deflected, a whistling sound came from above. Looking up, a shadow loomed over him.

As Bai Xuan threw out his flying sword, he leaped up from the wall and launched the Silver Light Blade Slash from above.

Bi Dongyou's eyes widened. It was too late to retaliate. He hurriedly circulated his true energy, and the spear in his hand emitted a sound like surging waves. The rotation of the weapon brought forth strange phenomena like waves.

Bai Xuan slashed with his sword, as if cutting into a whirlpool of tides, and the sword energy was unconsciously dispersed.

Even so, Bi Dongyou's elbow and sleeve were still slashed by the sword energy, and his back slammed against the wall.

Before he could catch his breath, Jiang Chengzi had already turned his sword around and thrust it down again, forcing him to constantly dodge and weave like a floating cannon.

Bi Dongyou was forced into a defensive position repeatedly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He finally managed to catch his breath by adopting a martial arts starting stance.

Looking at the young man before him again, Bi Dongyou felt a chill run down his spine... What kind of swordsmanship was this? It was absolutely terrifying.

He was almost unilaterally suppressed to the point of being unable to retaliate.

Even when fighting someone of a higher level than oneself, there is no need to feel this kind of urgency that makes one breathless.

This was the first time Bi Dongyou had ever seen this kind of swordsmanship, and it was also the first time Bai Xuan had used it here.

The Lone Goose Sword trembled slightly, and the Jiangchengzi sword circled around.

Two swords, one suspended by thought, the other moving unpredictably between his hands.

Whether facing a group or a single opponent, this sword technique is extremely effective.

"White Moonlight, what are you trying to do?" Bi Dongyou gripped his iron spear and shouted warily, "To launch a sneak attack like this is utterly unethical!"

"I've already heard about your impressive butterfly stroke in the cesspool last night, so you don't need to spew nonsense now," Bai Xuan replied calmly, his words leaving Bi Dongyou red-faced with sarcasm.

"Fuck your grandpa!" Bi Dongyou roared furiously, "You're the one who posted about the butterfly stroke in a cesspool, your whole family does the butterfly stroke in a cesspool!"

In his anger, he also realized that his identity as an assassin had been exposed last night.

But how did he find us in just one day?

Bi Dongyou had already decided to continue his escape.

Because when the White Moonlight appears here, it means that there may already be a large circle of Embroidered Uniform Guards around.

Bai Xuan said, "You don't need to worry, I didn't call anyone else, I'm the only one here."

Bi Dongyou sneered: "Do you take me for a three-year-old?"

Nobody would believe you, you cunning bastard.

The Book of Patching Heaven says you're reckless and mindless; anyone who believes that is guaranteed to get ripped off!
Bai Xuan spread his hands: "You may not believe me, but the head is right here. Why don't you take it?" He seriously suggested: "Look, I'm only at the second level of Body Forging, while you are at the first level of External Realm. You're at the seventh level of the Tower of Ascension, fighting against the second level. You have the advantage."

Bi Dongyou thought to himself, "Are you using me as bait?"

You're nothing but the filling for the bait!
He kicked over a bamboo basket at his feet, which was full of sleeping pills and lime powder. He slapped it open, and a large amount of white powder filled most of the alley. He turned and ran... His next destination was the downtown area. He could just injure a few people and create chaos to make a way to escape.

That's a great idea.

But just as he was running away, he heard a whooshing sound as a sharp arrow shot towards Bi Dongyou's path, blocking his way.

His first reaction was to burst into a tirade: "I knew there was an ambush! You shameless scoundrel, Bai Yueguang, how dare you call yourself a swordsman!"

This is the first time I've seen so many cunning swordsmen!
However, he had barely uttered the curse when he heard a cough.

A man emerged from in front of them, wearing a bamboo hat. The man was very tall, with a tiger mask on his face and a large knife in his hand.

It is Tai Chenghu, one of the Tiger and Leopard Duo.

Tai Xiaobao was nearby, but he was hiding his figure. He was very good at stealth, like a cheetah, fast and good at hiding, but his martial arts skills were mediocre. He relied on Tai Chenghu to attract the enemy from the front.

Tai Chenghu said calmly, "My friend, you've misunderstood. What just happened wasn't a sneak attack, it was just a warning."

Bi Dongyou felt that this person looked familiar, but couldn't remember for a moment: "Who are you?"

Tai Chenghu said, "I am the Tiger and Leopard Duo, a professional hunter of fate."

Bi Dongyou had a mouthful of saliva stuck in his throat.

Last night when I was going to bed, I was wondering if I had been stood up, and then I actually did this today.

Although I was touched that you actually accepted the job and showed up, and I apologize for questioning your professionalism, did you mistake the right person for the right person?
"Don't misunderstand, the target isn't you." Tai Chenghu raised his sword and pointed at the white-clad youth who emerged after the fog was blown away: "It's him."

Bi Dongyou first breathed a sigh of relief, then looked puzzled: "Wait, if it's him, why are you stopping me? Go kill him!"

Tai Chenghu said with a serious expression, "Killing him is definitely the right thing to do. I think he also has murderous intentions towards you. Why don't we join forces to deal with him?"

This is how high emotional intelligence is described.

A low-EQ way of saying it is: Fellow Daoist, we need a front-line cannon fodder.

Bi Dongyou felt a chill run down his spine.

You want me to go to school?
I'm the employer!

You two worthless laborers actually want me, the boss who's paying the bills, to go to the front lines?
If I were capable and confident enough to take him down by myself, would I need to pay you guys to come over?

Bi Dongyou laughed angrily: "Do either of you know who paid for it?"

"That's none of your concern," Tai Chenghu said indifferently. "Anyway, we've already received the deposit, and I heard the final payment has been made as well. We'll get the money once we complete the mission."

Bi Dongyou wished he could slap himself across the face.

Why did you pay the full amount at once?

Why did you have to be so greedy? Now you're getting your comeuppance!

Tai Chenghu continued, "You can rest assured that what Bai Yueguang said is true. He did come alone without any accomplices. We followed him all the way and did not see any Embroidered Uniform Guards infiltrate this place."

...we followed them all the way.

These words kept echoing in my mind.

Bi Dongyou stared wide-eyed at Tai Chenghu in disbelief.

"Did you lure the White Moonlight here?"

Tai Chenghu was very frank: "We saw the notice posted by Langya Hall, offering a reward for anyone who falls into the cesspool. You smelled too strong last night."

"Fuck your grandpa!" Bi Dongyou roared furiously, realizing that he had been tricked again and again by these two bastards!

Tai Chenghu frowned and said, "Watch your manners, stop swearing. Have you been eating too much shit?"

Bi Dongyou's blood pressure was about to explode at this moment.

"I'm your employer, you two idiots!"

Tai Chenghu thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't matter. We only care about money, not people. Blame yourself for paying the full amount."

"Damn it!" Bi Dongyou was furious, stomping his feet and sighing, looking like a baboon that had been stressed out.

"Look on the bright side, now that you and we brothers are teaming up to take him down, victory is practically assured."

Tai Chenghu continued to persuade him: "Come with us to deal with him. If we join forces, we can easily kill him at the second level of Body Forging. Don't even think about running away."

Finally, they added a threatening remark: "We brothers have filled in all the latrines within a one-kilometer radius. You have nowhere to escape, so don't even think about trying to use the same trick again."

Bai Xuan couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "This friend uses idioms quite well."

Tai Chenghu proudly said, "If my family hadn't been poor back then, I might have even passed the imperial examination and become a scholar."

(End of this chapter)