Mortal: Reborn in Yellow Maple Valley, Awakening the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts

If I'm not mistaken, those dark red flowers are indeed Blood Demon Flowers!

The Blood Demon Flower grows in dark, damp environments littered with corpses. It needs to absorb a large amount of blood demon energy to mature, and this cave happens to be its most suitable place to grow.

Due to its unique growing environment, this flower has extremely potent medicinal properties, making it impossible for ordinary elixirs to neutralize or refine, rendering it useless for the vast majority of cultivators.

But in Chu Zifei's eyes at this moment, it was a priceless treasure! He needed to break through the bottleneck of his Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, and he needed to introduce a powerful blood demon energy into his body to temper it. The Blood Demon Flower could solve his urgent problem.

With great anticipation in his heart, Chu Zifei returned to the depths of the cave and took a look. He almost burst out laughing.

The dark red flowers he had glimpsed out of the corner of his eye were not an illusion; they were indeed Blood Fiend Flowers. And there were quite a few of them; a quick glance revealed more than ten blooming in the darkness. Without further hesitation, Chu Zifei took out the jade box and carefully picked and stored the Blood Fiend Flowers one by one.

His bountiful harvest filled him with satisfaction, and he eagerly prepared to head to his next destination.

But the moment he stepped out of the cave, something unexpected happened!

A dazzling, blinding golden light shot out from a nearby hill, carrying a murderous intent.

After slaying the Black-Edged Poison Spider, Chu Zifei dispersed his Eight-Nine Arcane Arts. In his haste, he had to quickly circulate them again, but even so, he was a step too late. The yellow light pierced through his body, penetrating his shoulder blade. If his Arcane Arts hadn't protected most of his body, this single blow would have been enough to kill him on the spot.

Chu Zifei endured the excruciating pain and looked down. What was piercing his body was a strangely shaped dagger with a handle.

The hilt was a full foot long, but the blade was only three or four inches long. The whole thing was crystal clear and shimmered with a dazzling golden light.

He raised his hand and yanked out the knife, his eyes fixed on the blue figure on the high slope, his killing intent undisguised.

The newcomer was a fierce-looking middle-aged cultivator with a face covered in hideous scars, narrow and sinister eyes, a prominent hooked nose, and an aura of murderous intent emanating from him. He was clearly a desperate criminal with blood on his hands.

  

"Feng Yue!"

Upon seeing the newcomer's face, Chu Zifei felt a surge of anger and threw the small knife in his hand with all his might.

On the high slope, Feng Yue sneered at the sight, his face full of disdain.

"Kid, you survived my killing blow, you're pretty tough! But trying to use my talisman against me is just wishful thinking!"

Facing the short blade hurtling through the air, he neither dodged nor avoided it. With a light touch of his fingertips, the knife landed steadily in his palm.

Feng Yue, holding a small knife, pointed it at Chu Zifei and said fiercely, "Hand over what you found in the cave, and I'll let you die a quick death!"

His response was a series of fireballs coming straight at him.

The fireball arrived in an instant. Feng Yue's expression changed slightly. He dodged to the side and simultaneously slashed out with the small knife in his hand, instantly shattering the incoming fireball.

He felt provoked and was furious. His face contorted with rage as he glared at Chu Zifei and roared:

"You're courting death! I'll tear you to pieces today!"

Enraged, Feng Yue wished the person in front of him would die on the spot. As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately activated the knife with all his might and shot it out, turning it into a yellow light and slashing towards the other person's head.

Of course, Chu Zifei would not sit idly by and wait for his death. With a thought, the Spirit Flame Blade at his waist soared into the air, wrapped in crimson flames, and fiercely clashed with the golden blade light!

"Clang!"

The two swords clashed fiercely in the air for several breaths, but Feng Yue's dagger gradually gained the upper hand, and the Spirit Flame Blade was forced to retreat until it lost all its strength and crashed heavily to the ground.

The yellow light, its power largely neutralized, hurtled straight toward Chu Zifei. Feng Yue, on the high slope, laughed wildly at the sight.

But the next moment,

His laughter caught in his throat and stopped abruptly!

Facing the blade's edge, Chu Zifei remained calm. He raised his hand and lightly reached out, managing to grasp the rapidly flying golden blade with his bare hands!

The next instant, his five fingers tightened suddenly, and he exerted force!

"Bang!"

The dazzling golden light exploded with a bang, and the spiritual light of the short blade dissipated inch by inch, turning into tiny fragments of rune paper that drifted away in the wind. This talisman treasure was actually crushed by his bare hands and completely destroyed.

"You're asking for death! How dare you destroy my precious talisman!"

Chu Zifei scoffed disdainfully, "Didn't you boast that you'd tear me apart alive? Hurry up and make your move, I can't wait!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Yue's hideous scar twitched violently, and his figure flickered and disappeared from the high slope, instantly appearing strangely in front of Chu Zifei.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand, which transformed into a golden claw that shot straight toward Chu Zifei's chest.

Facing the oncoming claws, Chu Zifei did not dodge at all, and threw a punch to meet the claws head-on!

"Snap!"

With a crisp cracking sound and a muffled groan, Feng Yue's entire right arm snapped at a terrifying angle and then hung limply at his side.

Before Chu Zifei could press his advantage, Feng Yue, enduring the excruciating pain of his severed arm, vanished again in a bizarre manner, instantly creating a distance of dozens of feet before retreating back to the high slope, his face filled with shock, anger, and fear.

"Your physical body is incredibly strong!"

He put aside his contempt, took out a golden umbrella-shaped magical artifact, and opened it with all his might. Intense golden light instantly covered his body, forming a thick and stable circular protective barrier that enveloped him.

Chu Zifei immediately recognized it as the top-tier defensive magic weapon, the "Yellow Silk Umbrella," but he didn't care at all. He unleashed his power and swiftly flew to the high slope, standing firmly in front of the barrier.

"Just because you have a tortoise shell, you think I won't hit you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Zifei unleashed his full power, slamming his fist fiercely into the golden barrier!

Boom!

A tremendous force exploded, causing the barrier to tremble and hum violently. Even the Yellow Silk Umbrella itself swayed slightly, yet it remained unbreakable.

Chu Zifei did not stop, and his attacks continued unabated.

One punch, ten punches, a hundred punches!

In just a few dozen breaths, a hundred heavy punches, like a storm, slammed into the barrier!

After throwing the punch, Chu Zifei was slightly out of breath. His arm was already red, swollen, and numb from the recoil. The barrier in front of him had only dimmed slightly and remained unchanged.

"You think you can break through my yellow parasol with mere brute force? You're simply overestimating yourself!"

Inside the barrier, Feng Yue, wielding a yellow parasol, laughed wildly, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent: "This game ends here. I won't give you any more chances!"

Having said that, a strange weapon, neither knife nor sword, with its blade interwoven with silver and blue, and wisps of purple lightning flashing across it, appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he slashed it out at the outside of the barrier.

Chu Zifei reacted with lightning speed, his left hand suddenly reaching out and grabbing the blade crackling with lightning! The violent lightning bolts shot into his palm along the blade, scorching his skin and crackling with electricity, and blood dripped continuously from his palm.

The excruciating pain was unbearable. Chu Zifei gritted his teeth, exerted force with his palm, and pulled back fiercely along the momentum of the blade! He wanted to drag Feng Yue out of the barrier by force.

Come quick, it'll be out soon!

Feng Yue's hand holding the knife had been dragged out of the barrier.

Chu Zifei's eyes sharpened, and his right hand instantly reached out to grab his wrist. However, he missed, staggered backward, and almost fell to the ground.

It turned out that in the critical moment, Feng Yue decisively abandoned his blade, withdrew his hand and retreated, instantly shrinking back into the Yellow Silk Umbrella barrier, completely isolating the attack!

Feng Yue, inside the barrier, completely descended into madness and rage, his eyes bloodshot as he roared and howled:

"Damn it! You destroyed my talisman and stole my magic weapon! I'll skin you alive!"

However, although Feng Yue appeared to be consumed by rage, he had already made up his mind. His opponent's physical strength was far too terrifying, something he was not capable of contending with at his current state.

The only chance right now is to hold onto the Yellow Umbrella. The opponent will definitely not give up on breaking through the boundary. We just need to wait until the opponent is exhausted before launching a counterattack and killing them in one blow!