The Unruly Immortals

Li Huowang heard the words spoken by the blind man before him, and the words that were about to leave his mouth got stuck in his throat.

"What does that mean? He suspects that I'm from the Oblivion Path? He didn't call for reinforcements at all?"

Li Huowang's mind raced with thoughts, and the big-headed doll that had previously invited him to join the Astrological Bureau suddenly seemed very suspicious to him.

Without Li Huowang's control, the You Lao Ye, which hovered in the air like jellyfish, came to a halt mid-air, motionless.

"No!" Li Huowang's expression turned fierce, and as he vigorously shook the bell, the eight You Lao Ye immediately flew towards the blind man, accompanied by the sound of the bell. "True or false, I must see irrefutable evidence! I can't be led into another trap!"

Although the blind man was blind, he seemed to sense the whereabouts of the You Lao Ye, and after evading an attack with an iron plank bridge move, he quickly reached into the bamboo basket behind him and grabbed the Bagua-shaped mirror.

"Sky pure, earth bright, yin foul, yang clear!"

A soft beam of light shot out from it, like a longsword sweeping fiercely through the air, causing the You Lao Ye that it hit to vanish into smoke and mist.

With another sweep to the side, two of the You Lao Ye were cleanly bisected at the waist.

Just as he was about to aim the mirror at the remaining You Lao Ye, he suddenly felt a murderous intent appear above his head.

In the blink of an eye, Li Huowang, wrapped in a skyward killing intent, had closed in, his sword just half a zhang from the blind man's neck.

However, in the next moment, the blind man's head, like a turtle's, retracted into his body to dodge the blow.

Just as Li Huowang's new strength was yet to emerge and his old strength had gone, a large hand reached out from the hole where the head should have been and firmly grasped Li Huowang's sword-wielding wrist.

Li Huowang swiftly tried to pull his hand away, but instead of freeing himself from the blind man, he gave the other an opportunity to stick to him even more.

Taking advantage of the pulling force from Li Huowang, the blind man thrust his bamboo staff straight towards Li Huowang's chest.

But the move did not succeed; the remaining You Lao Ye returned and broke the siege for Li Huowang.

For a while, the fight raged back and forth, the situation extremely tense.

However, the situation would not remain tense forever, because Li Huowang had deliberately kept a backup plan.

"Brother Li! We're here to help you!" Bai Lingmiao, Gao Zhijian, and others who had been waiting from a distance, all drew their weapons and charged at the blind man.

Li Huowang couldn't overcome him alone, and now with four more people, the blind man was no match at all, and the outcome was already decided.

"Puh!" A white-furred long needle was pinned into the blind man's right hand, which gripped the staff, and instantly his five fingers melted like candle wax, slipping down to his elbow.

Unable to hold his weapon, panic surged in the blind man's heart, and the next moment, he felt a darkening in his chest, as a gust carrying the scent of blood made his hair flutter wildly.

"This is bad!" His heart suddenly sank with dread.

"Zhijian! Don't kill him!"

The moment Li Huowang's voice sounded, the blind man immediately felt the force of the wind veer off and smash into his arm.

Accompanied by the sound of breaking bones, Gao Zhijian's Wolf Fang Club brutally dented the blind man's arm.

Chun Xiaoman rushed over, kicked the staff out of the blind man's hand, and seamlessly caught the chains thrown by Gao Zhijian, quickly tying up the blind man.

"Did you see that? Did you see that? Heh heh! The blind man has fallen into the hands of Lord Cao Cao!"

Li Huowang couldn't be bothered with Gouwa's bragging and walked straight up to Chen the Blind. "Are you a cop or a pancake? Now we can have a proper chat."

"Crack– Ptooey." A mouthful of bloody spit flew towards Li Huowang's face, but he easily dodged it.

Gao Zhijian's fist, large as a sandbag, struck Chen the Blind's face, dislocating his nose and knocking out several of his teeth.

"Don't be so rough," Li Huowang stopped Gao Zhijian's next slap and asked Chen the Blind again, "I'll ask you one more time, who exactly are you?"

"I'm your great-granddaddy!" Watching Chen the Blind's face turn red with frustration, Li Huowang bent down to rummage through his Torture Tool Bag and pulled out a thin willow leaf saber.

"You don't want to tell me? Fine, I'll find out myself. Help me hold his head, don't let him tuck it in."

Accompanied by Chen the Blind's cries of agony, the willow leaf saber slanted into the skin of his jaw.

He carefully peeled back one layer, then started on the second layer; Li Huowang was as focused as a craftsman at this moment.

Time passed slowly, and Li Huowang's expression grew more and more serious; the man's face was almost completely peeled off by him, yet he had found only this face!

"Are you...really not from the Oblivion Path?" Li Huowang said to Chen the Blind, who was now breathing more out than in.

He had previously thought it was this man causing trouble, but now with the ironclad evidence before him, Li Huowang had to acknowledge a fact—he might have really made a mistake.

"I... To hell with your granny."

Seeing Chen the Blind curse him with a weak demeanor, Li Huowang's heart tightened, and he quickly said to the women with red veils on their heads, who looked like twins, "Miaomiao, quick! Get the Bai Immortal Clan to heal him fast!"

After a flurry of activity, Li Huowang was finally able to watch the face he had peeled off being stitched back on.

"I'm really sorry, elder. Under those circumstances, I really couldn't tell. Zhijian, hurry up and untie him."

If what he said was true, then it would mean there was an issue with that big-headed doll, he was from the Oblivion Path. Perhaps this was a trap set by the other party.

The severely injured Chen the Blind had just gained his freedom and tumbled away from Li Huowang and the others like a startled monkey.

He leaned against the wall with an uncertain expression, looking in the direction of the footsteps. "What tricks are you from the Oblivion Path playing now? You think I would believe you? Dream on!"

Having said that, he struggled to stand, but with his current injuries, it was incredibly difficult.

"Elder Chen, listen to my explanation," Li Huowang stood in front of Chen the Blind.

"What's there to explain now? Do you actually want to say that what just happened was a misunderstanding? You want me to believe you? Fine! Start rolling, the further the better, and I'll believe you more!"

Both men, who were in the middle of conversing, suddenly fell silent and simultaneously turned their gaze towards the distant Village Temple, at the circular arch, where a person was leaning slightly.

It was the Clay Bodhisattva, half his body hidden in the darkness and the other half exposed under the moonlight, standing there motionless with the dark hollows of his face staring intently at Li Huowang and the others.

"There! Do you see now!! You beat me to this state, and these mud demons have noticed! They're planning to take advantage of my injury to kill me! Now we'll all die together!"

No sooner had he spoken than from behind the Clay Bodhisattva, eighteen Arhats slowly emerged from within the temple.

With each step they took, the clay on their bodies cracked, and within those fissures, pairs of eyes—barely visible—were lurking.