Chapter 66: You Really Know How to Stir Up Trouble
Seeing Gu Changqing lunge at Sang Yeye, Luo Xiu instantly stepped in front of Sang Yeye to shield her. Only then did she suddenly realize that standing before Gu Changqing, even if not face-to-face, felt like confronting a ferocious beast alone—an instinctive tension gripped her. The murderous aura emanating from him exerted tremendous pressure; it was nothing short of a violent intimidation.
Gu Changqing moved with astonishing speed, his agility and lightness were in stark contrast to the unstoppable force he had shown when severely injuring the Ou brothers. This abrupt shift made everyone uneasy.
“Enough! Do you really think you can run wild here?” Captain Chi Hui of Team Three called out sternly. The crowd saw a blur; Chi Hui had already appeared before Gu Changqing, striking at his head with a hand as swift as lightning. Though it didn’t look forceful, Chi Hui was a dignified Level Five Awakened—his casual slap carried the strength equivalent to a Level Four’s full-force blow. If Gu Changqing were hit, he would, at the very least, suffer serious injury.
Gu Changqing sneered, “So what if you’re Level Five?” He raised his hand and flung a hammer. The hammer swelled as it caught the wind, growing from palm-sized to a meter across, its head an azure-gold the size of a watermelon. With a whistling roar, it smashed toward Chi Hui’s head—no one had expected this. Eyes widened across the crowd; none had ever seen such a Spirit Weapon.
Even Chi Hui was momentarily stunned, but as a Level Five, his reactions and speed were exceptional. His hand still struck toward Gu Changqing, but his body paused; the other hand reached for the hammer.
Boom!
Chi Hui felt an unexpectedly immense force from the hammer, forcing him back several steps. His palm reddened, and the hammer soared into the air. Gu Changqing, meanwhile, leaped backward, sending countless blood threads flying toward Luo Xiu and Sang Yeye behind her, some fast, some slow.
Luo Xiu’s long blade whirled, intercepting nearly all the blood threads, which shattered into a rain of blood. But within that crimson shower, several blood sea bee stings shot forth.
Luo Xiu’s heart clenched in alarm; it was too late to block them. Sang Yeye’s gaze changed, panic flashing in her eyes. She screamed, clutching an eye, and collapsed backward.
In these brief moments, Gu Changqing had done far more than anyone expected: first injuring the Ou brothers, then blocking that ball of fire, not to mention resisting Sang Yeye’s psychic assault. He was single-handedly holding off four Level Four Awakened and had gravely wounded the Ou brothers.
Gu Changqing’s abilities and combat prowess exceeded everyone’s imagination. Yet this scene still shocked all present.
“Sang Yeye!”
“Little Ye!”
No one had anticipated that, even with Chi Hui and Luo Xiu’s interception, Gu Changqing could still injure Sang Yeye’s eye.
Even Chi Hui’s face couldn’t conceal his embarrassment; his eyes flashed with anger as he vanished from sight, swiftly pursuing Gu Changqing, who was retreating. Chi Hui reached out to seize him.
“Do you think you can escape? Stay right there!” His grasp spread like a net from heaven and earth, enveloping Gu Changqing from every angle. No matter how Gu Changqing twisted or turned, he could not break free.
“You soldiers really are a fierce bunch!”
“I want to see just how strong a Level Five Awakened truly is!” Gu Changqing laughed wildly, his eyes showing no trace of fear, only an even fiercer glint. His murderous aura surged again; his right arm instantly swelled, ripping half his shirt apart.
The ghastly wailing within him grew louder.
“Break!” Gu Changqing’s fist, imbued with unstoppable fury, smashed toward Chi Hui. The air seemed ready to explode!
Chi Hui’s grasp was a net from heaven; Gu Changqing was about to shatter it.
My boss is number one, heaven is second, earth is third.
Why should your net from heaven catch me?
“Captain, be careful!”
“Captain Chi, be careful!”
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From a distance, members of two teams cried out in alarm. The hammer, after colliding with Chi Hui’s earlier strike, was now descending like a meteor toward Chi Hui’s skull from behind.
Chi Hui heard the sound, the whoosh slicing through the air behind him. At some point, his left hand donned a metallic gauntlet, swinging backward to intercept. His right hand collided with Gu Changqing’s fist.
Boom! Two consecutive thunderous impacts—Chi Hui’s expression shifted; he withdrew his right hand, his fingers trembling, veins bulging on the back of his hand.
No wonder the Ou brothers couldn’t withstand even a single punch.
Such a savage blow.
Such a formidable fighting spirit!
It felt as though he’d exchanged blows with a wild primordial beast.
Ferocious and overwhelming!
Even after blocking that punch, his hand bones seemed ready to fracture.
The hammer behind, though not fast, was equally powerful.
Had he not donned his Spirit Weapon in time, he might have suffered a minor loss today.
Gu Changqing used the punch’s momentum to crash into the building behind, rolling twice along the ground before hitting the wall. He beckoned, summoning the Dao Demon Hammer back to his hand, then flashed a grin out the window.
So this is what Level Five Awakened are like!
He then smashed through several walls, leaping out the other side of the building.
That fight—damn, it felt good!
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The soldiers remained in place, faces dark. Four Level Four Awakened against a rookie who had only awakened a month ago, and several were injured by him.
And the captain of Team Three, Chi Hui, had lost face, failing even to keep Gu Changqing from escaping.
If word got out, the An Harbor soldiers’ division would be utterly disgraced.
Glancing at the crowd, with many ordinary citizens filming on their phones, the soldiers were filled with anger.
Chi Hui looked up at the rooftop, where a woman sat holding a can of fruit wine.
He stared at her for a moment before returning to his team.
“Captain, Little Ye’s eye is injured—she needs to be sent back to headquarters!” Luo Xiu said, having checked Sang Yeye’s wound.
The soldiers’ logistics were far superior to that of Chongming; as long as the injury wasn’t too severe, recovery was swift. Even an eye injury could be healed.
“The Ou brothers are seriously injured. Ou Qingfeng has over a dozen broken bones; Ou Qingyang’s right leg is fractured!” Their condition was reported as well.
These two pieces of news stoked the teams’ anger further.
The rookies exchanged bewildered glances, none daring to speak, but all resolved to find out who Gu Changqing was when they returned. His tall figure and wild aura left an indelible impression.
The rookies were tasked with escorting the Ou brothers and Sang Yeye back to the soldiers’ headquarters in An Harbor.
Luo Xiu, having focused on Sang Yeye’s injury, suddenly noticed something odd about her blade—it bore spotted marks that wouldn’t wipe away. Examining it closely, Luo Xiu was startled and said,
“Captain, his blood can corrode Spirit Weapons!”
Chi Hui was shocked; the soldiers crowded around to see the blade, which bore corroded spots.
Chi Hui was silent for a moment, then said, “Let’s put other matters aside. We’ll deal with Chongming tomorrow.”
Everyone fell silent at this, their expressions complex.
They had come to handle the Phantom Monk, but before that, they’d fought with Chongming’s people and were injured. What kind of mess was this?
But the Phantom Monk was the urgent matter.
Luckily, although several were wounded, both captains remained; dealing with the Phantom Monk should be no problem.
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Gu Changqing changed directions several times, then blended into the crowd, bought an iced fruit drink from a street-side market, and chugged it down.
He exhaled, then burst out laughing.
Now that was satisfying.
He drifted with the crowd back to the street corner from earlier, sitting on a car hood and gazing into the distance.
The soldiers hadn’t expected him to not only escape, but return, openly blending with the crowd.
“You really know how to stir things up,” a lazy female voice sounded beside him.
Gu Changqing turned to see Gao Wenxin, holding a can of fruit wine.
“Is it good?” Gu Changqing asked.
“It’s mine!” Gao Wenxin took another big gulp.
“It’s just a drink, no need to be so stingy,” Gu Changqing scoffed.
Gao Wenxin gave him an odd look.
In just a few days, he had improved remarkably.
Especially those shifts between lightness and heaviness, and the hammer—clearly not a standard Spirit Weapon.
But Gao Wenxin had no intention of probing his secrets.
Her curiosity was not strong.
After all, who doesn’t have secrets? She had her own.
“Did you capture my epic moment on camera?” Gu Changqing asked eagerly, planning to post it on Chongming’s internal forum.
He was so badass, why not let others know?
“Do I look that idle?” Gao Wenxin smiled, not quite understanding Gu Changqing’s thinking.
To her, the blade was the most important thing.
Her presence in Chongming was only because someone had worked hard to free her, so she was repaying that by doing what was needed to earn her freedom.
“But with so many people here, someone definitely filmed it!”
“Good point!” Gu Changqing replied.
“Aren’t you leaving? Don’t tell me you want to go in and see the Phantom Monk?” Gao Wenxin asked casually, knowing Gu Changqing could devour strange entities.
“Of course I want to take a look!” Gu Changqing laughed.
He’d wait for them to wear each other out, then swallow the Phantom Monk himself and give them a big surprise.
“Careful you don’t get beaten up!”
As they spoke, the soldiers entered the mountain ahead.
Gu Changqing pushed off the car hood, dropping into the crowd.
He tapped the shoulder of a young man in the front row holding a phone, “Did you catch my epic moment on video?”
Mainly, the youth’s phone was good and positioned well; the footage should be clear.
“Uh?” The young man, recognizing Gu Changqing, jumped in fright.
Gu Changqing was too distinctive, his aura almost clearing the street.
He was like a street-clearing tiger.
“I filmed it—I got everything!” The youth saw Gu Changqing’s eyes narrow and his heart skipped a beat.
“Good, smart move. Here, send me a copy.” Gu Changqing pulled out his phone, added the youth as a contact, and waited for the video.
Gu Changqing then stood there admiring the footage, feeling quite pleased.
Waving to Gao Wenxin, he moved toward the police line.
The officers and security staff gaped in astonishment.
No one expected that, just after the soldiers entered, Gu Changqing would return.
Gu Changqing walked through the police line with a grin, hands in his pockets, swaggering into the mountain.
(End of chapter)