A Night of Desperation

Chapter 311: revenge three

"I understand." Yu Hong realized that these sorcerers had entered a state of inertial thinking. Of course, this was just speculation; in fact, other necessary conditions might exist that led to this situation. He just didn’t know them yet.

"Actually, there’s another point." Zheng Ming suddenly said.

"What?"

"That is, the outcome of a battle between techniques decides the final victory or defeat. Once you win, that seals the fate, leaving no chance for surprises.

And if you rely on physical combat and close-range surprise attacks, if the opponent reacts in time and hasn’t exhausted their spiritual power, and they manage to activate some secret technique or Dao Artifact in an instant, you might end up suffering a huge loss instead. I think this might be the reason everyone chooses to directly engage in a battle of techniques."

Hearing this, Yu Hong nodded slightly.

His strength was in his physical prowess and speed, but once he faced targeted attacks on his spiritual power, it could be troublesome. Although he hadn’t encountered such situations, it didn’t mean he wouldn’t in the future.

The reason he hadn’t encountered it was only because Qingchen Temple was weak, but the Nine Sects above them were not, able to face head-on with the forces of the Black Disaster, and to treat it as weak was to be delusional.

This was also why he had previously acted without hesitation, interrupting others’ techniques with lightning speed.

It didn’t matter whether he could withstand their attacks or not—the important thing was to make sure they couldn’t.

That was his principle.

At this moment, he was extremely grateful that he had chosen to specialize in the Thunderbolt Leg Technique with its focus on speed.

A silent night passed, and everyone rested.

The next day, Qingchen Temple entered a frenzied process of revenge.

Squads of disciples followed the government’s armed transport vehicles towards the previously investigated hideouts of the Mud Doll Sect.

Boom!

In a district of small bungalows.

Squads of armed soldiers kicked open doors and stormed into each house.

Although the daylight was bright and sunny, the houses here exuded an obvious scent of decay and dampness.

Yu Hong entered one after another with another government sorcerer, surveying the whole scene.

"It’s over there." The sorcerer pointed at the right side of the wall.

Bang bang bang bang!

A barrage of bullets was fired instantly, blasting the wall to pieces.

After the wall was breached, it revealed a number of rotting corpses hidden inside.

"These Mud Doll Sect members are truly filthy and disgusting, even stealing corpses from graveyards," the government-appointed female mage Cheng Shu said, covering her nose and stepping back two paces.

She was Cheng Shu, one of the action mages who applied to be transferred here upon hearing of Yu Hong’s prodigious reputation.

This time, because the Mud Doll Sect made significant moves, increasing the number of cases in the Taizhou area, with hundreds of civilian casualties, it had crossed the government’s red line, leading to this joint operation.

"Can you spot where the people are?" Yu Hong asked.

"To the right front, about fifteen meters in the corner, hiding two people. They have guns, be careful!" Cheng Shu quickly said.

Boom boom!

Two loud gunshots later, the wall was penetrated, and the two figures hiding in the corner were instantly killed.

They didn’t need to act themselves; a sniper took care of it from a distance, a headshot. This was the power of the government.

"What strong reconnaissance skills!" Yu Hong couldn’t help but take another look at her.

Cheng Shu seemed to be from outside the Taoist Sects. She had a beautiful face, dressed simply in a waist-tightened white blouse, paired with black pants, her hair draped loosely, and she wore a black round hat with white trim decoration at the back.

Overall, she looked more like she was on holiday than participating in a special operation.

"I was actually on a vacation, abruptly reassigned here, and now my luggage is full of summer clothes... I had planned on taking a month-long tropical retreat..." Cheng Shu sighed deeply.

She glanced at Yu Hong; she hadn’t heard of any famous magical forces or notable figures in Taizhou.

Hearing that Yu Hong came from an insignificant branch of the Taoist sects, and considering his age, she judged that his strength would be at the average disciple level of those sects.

At this level, in such an intense revenge operation, he could really only be a scout.

But the problem was, when they actually worked together, it turned out his reconnaissance ability wasn’t even as good as hers!

What the hell!

Cheng Shu’s expression didn’t change, but her heart was speechless.

Although she also came from a lesser sect outside the Taoist Sects, she was after all an expert in her own right within her sect.

And now...

Was she here to play the babysitter?

"What is Sister Cheng Shu thinking about?" Yu Hong saw her face turn red then pale and asked curiously.

She was approaching thirty, a bit older than him, so it didn’t seem wrong to address her this way.

Of course, that’s what he thought.

"...." Cheng Shu looked at him with his unshaven beard and felt even worse upon hearing him call her sister.

"I’m thinking, it would be nice if a few bastards came out now so I could give them a good thrashing!" She took a deep breath.

Boom!

She punched down on a wooden table nearby.

The table caved in, the wood splintered, with splinters sticking out and a fist mark imprinted on it.

Seeing this punch, Yu Hong’s eyes lit up, having rarely encountered someone who cultivated their physique, he was about to start a conversation.

Ah!

Just then, someone from the soldiers who had rushed in ahead of them let out a scream.

Followed by bursts of gunfire.

Without a second word, Cheng Shu darted into the fray.

In the dark, cramped backroom of the wooden house, there was a similarly dim alley.

At that moment, an armed soldier was desperately screaming, clutching his eyes, while another tried to soothe him, to no effect. Blood kept streaming down the edges of his eyes, leaking through the gaps in his fingers.

Cheng Shu rushed over, heading straight for the end of the alley, where a blurry figure was trying to escape.

"Stop!"

Her movements were quick, and with a single hand, she flicked out a watermelon knife about the length of her forearm, roaring as she charged at the person.

Yu Hong followed behind, checking on the injured soldier, pulled out a talisman from his waist pouch, infused a bit of Daoist Skills into it, and pressed it to the side of the soldier’s face.

Sizzle.

The talisman paper lit up with a faint glow only visible to sorcerers, and then it quickly disappeared.

The blood on the soldier’s face stopped immediately, the pain eased significantly, and he was quickly set down and rushed outside by someone following behind.

Seeing this, Yu Hong continued forward.

Soon they arrived at the end of the alleyway, where two emaciated men dressed in black robes lay on the ground, covered in blood and unable to move.

Yu Hong briefly sensed their conditions; one of them was only exhaling without inhaling.

Cheng Shu turned her head back, casting him a dissatisfied glance.

"Too slow."

Yu Hong was happy to have others help complete the task, saving time for his cultivation.

"I’ll definitely be faster next time." He smiled. Why not save effort if he could? He wasn’t foolish. Wasn’t it better to use the saved time for cultivation?

The next day, the retaliation continued.

On the third day, the scale of retaliation increased significantly, both in scope and in the number of people involved.

On the fifth day, the operation reached its peak.

On the tenth day.

Through a series of combined operations, Qingchen Temple joined forces with the officials to eradicate over thirty hidden Mud Doll Sect bases, large and small.

The collaboration between Yu Hong and Cheng Shu became increasingly skilled with each operation.

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In a county town near Taizhou, in the urban area.

Rows of coconut trees were neatly planted beside the houses.

The house was a three-story building with white walls above and red below.

Bang!

At this moment, armed soldiers kicked in the front door and rushed in.

"Hands in the air, kneel on the ground!"

"Drop your weapons!! Drop them!!"

Bang bang!!

Gunshots rang out.

Inside the building, chaos ensued with people screaming, things being overturned and smashed, and soldiers yelling angrily.

Cheng Shu and Yu Hong quickly followed the captain of this squad inside.

"To the left." Cheng Shu slid out a watermelon knife, placing a yellow talisman paper onto the blade with one hand.

The talisman paper instantly ignited, turning into a streak of white light that attached itself to the blade.

After dealing with so many bases, she had long become familiar with the tricks used by the Mud Doll Sect followers.

The two walked past the main hall and arrived at the central courtyard of the building.

Ao!

A burly figure covered in blood suddenly leaped at them.

Gunshots sounded in time, as the captain beside them instantly drew his gun and fired.

But the shadow disappeared in a blink, evading the shots.

"No, it’s resentful sand, resentful mark!" Cheng Shu quickly realized and stepped forward with a slash of her knife.

The enemy deliberately used resentful sand to make the resentful mark visible, attracting the bullets.

But by the time they realized, it was already too late.

The shadow reappeared behind the captain, its arms transformed into scythe-like blades, crossing in a swift sweep.

Hiss!

In the nick of time, a large hand grabbed the captain and jerked him forward.

This jerk narrowly avoided the shadow’s sudden attack.

It was Yu Hong.

His expression was calm as his other hand pressed a talisman onto the chest of the shadow.

Boom!

The talisman ignited, and the shadow also burst into red flames, turning into black ash within two seconds, scattering to the ground.

At that moment, further inside, the armed soldiers let out screams, not just one or two, but a series of agonizing shouts.

"This is bad!!"

Cheng Shu’s eyes hardened as she lifted her knife and rushed towards the deeper rooms across the courtyard.

Seeing her charge in, Yu Hong wasn’t in a hurry, but quickly took out some talisman paper, gave the captain a few instructions, stuck one on him, and then followed closely towards the inside.

He had only taken a few steps.

Crash!

A crisp sound.

A figure flew out from the window of a room inside.

The window glass shattered onto the ground, and the person also lay on the ground, groaning.

It was Cheng Shu!

Her arms were bleeding, and several sharp cuts appeared on her body. Her chest clothing was sliced open by a transverse cut, narrowly avoiding being disemboweled.

However, because of this cut, her entire upper body was almost entirely exposed, unshielded by underwear.

"Fuck!" Cheng Shu got up, covering her chest with her injured hand and holding the knife in the other.

A faint, bizarre, and cool aura swirled and emerged around her.

In the semi-visible space where only techniques could perceive, behind Cheng Shu, a circular Array Plate composed entirely of water flow appeared.

Within the Array Plate, tiny silver symbols flickered and flowed.

"Go!"

Cheng Shu pointed her knife tip towards the window from which she had just been ejected.

The Array Plate behind her suddenly surged forward, bursting into silver light and snaking through the window.

It looked like a huge silver pancake.

Boom!

Simultaneously, a massive explosion shook the room.

That wasn’t a sound, but a huge mental shockwave.

Yu Hong witnessed streaks of silver light burst from the window, as if a flashbang had detonated inside.