Chapter 172

(T/N: Hi, I found a few decent MTL versions of this novel on Wattpad with the same title.. and I was thinking about stopping this novel. Focus on more new novels. This is one of the few dropped novels that I picked up because it is different from any type of xianxia novel that I read… I’ve translated until chapter 67, and there are about 40+ chapters that still need to be translated before this novel is complete…If you really want me to continue with the translation, please let me know in the comment section, or else this will be the last chapter that I translate… hehe..)

This bastard had faked the spell chant, reporting a completely unrelated technique. She had clearly said that she aimed for the head but swung the sword at his leg.

You tacticians have really dirty hearts.

The elders outside the mystic mirror had initially thought that Ning Ning planned to exhaust all her energy to use the Heavenly Thunder Art and perish together with Bai Ye. Who could have expected such a sneaky move? They were all stunned into silence.

“This—”

Lin Qian blinked and then burst out laughing, “As expected of Ning Ning! That move truly caught everyone off guard!”

Qu Feiqing nodded approvingly, “This method… is indeed quite interesting.”

The platform instantly turned into a large scene of double standards, filled with cheerful vibes.

No one spoke of “sneak attacks being shameful” or “trickery” anymore. Even Zhen Xiao praised, “As expected of my junior brother’s disciple. This strategy was a brilliant stroke in a desperate situation, turning the tides. Marvelous.”

Poor Bai Ye was struck hard and suffered unprecedented physical and mental blows. Gritting his teeth, he looked up fiercely, resembling an honest man who had been deceived and played with by a scumbag woman, and said in a trembling voice, “Don’t get too cocky. I-I still have talismans… I can still fight…”

He actually had another thunder talisman hidden in his sleeve, just in case. With them being so close, there was no time to dodge. Fortunately, Ning Ning still had a little spiritual energy left. She intended to draw her sword to counterattack, but sensed a cold breeze approaching from her side.

There was also a faint woody fragrance.

In an instant, she was pulled by the arm and gently tugged back. In her line of sight was a figure in black, the tall and slender back of a young man.

Pei Ji held his sword, shielding her from the dense lightning strikes, and repeated Bai Ye’s words in an icy tone, “Still want to fight?”

His voice was extremely impatient, and combined with the undisguised hostility in his eyes, he looked like a madman who had killed people without mercy and mingled among normal people. In the next instant, he would draw his sword and chop the talisman cultivator in front of him into pieces.

Bai Ye had heard of the bad reputation of this junior disciple from the Xuanxu Sword Sect. He immediately pretended to look around at the scenery, rolled on the ground, and his eyes wandered, “Who still wants to fight? Let me see—anyway, I have no strength left; I’m just lying down for a bit.”

Ning Ning hugged her Xinghen Sword, laughing heartily as she jumped to her junior brother’s side and said, “Pei Ji, Pei Ji! He even dirtied my sword. Look, there are mud spots blown up by the wind all over the blade.”

Pei Ji glanced at it, quickly looked away, and coldly replied, “…I’ll clean it for you when we get back.”

After a pause, his throat moved slightly, and his voice became hoarse, “Are you hurt?”

Amidst such a dense attack, it was impossible for Ning Ning to be completely unscathed. Hearing this, she hid her burnt hand behind her back but still smiled, “I’m fine; he couldn’t really hurt me.”

“I have a small request.”

Bai Ye took a long breath, speaking with a wince of pain, his facial features twisted in agony, “I think my kneecap is dislocated… I know you want my token, but can you help me set it before taking it? It would be too embarrassing if someone saw me like this when I got out.”

This guy actually has quite a bit of idol baggage.

(T/N:This Internet slang term refers to the fear of losing fans that causes artists or celebrities to hide their true selves in public. They might hold fast to the established image on purpose to maintain popularity.)

After all, he always maintained the image of a graceful, ethereal gentleman in white. How could he crawl out of the secret realm with a limp?

“I don’t know how to set bones.”

Ning Ning looked troubled and turned to Pei Ji, “Do you know how?”

He seemed very reluctant, but he had to nod slightly when asked by her.

“Left side, the left side.”

Bai Ye, unable to move due to the pain, smiled awkwardly at the only one who could help him. Pei Ji, with a face full of gloom, squatted down silently and stretched out his hands.

The bone setting was excruciating.

Bai Ye, who had never suffered much in his life, clenched his clothes tightly, closing his eyes as Pei Ji’s hands reached out.

Then, his left knee was firmly pressed and pushed down hard.

The bone-crushing pain was like lightning, filling all his senses in an instant. Bai Ye let out an eerie shriek from the depths of his throat, his whole body shaking like a dying fish.

With a painful spasm, Bai Ye’s eyes gradually lost their luster, feeling that everything in the world had become meaningless.

“Fellow Daoist, didn’t you notice something was off while you were twisting it?”

Another tear slowly fell, his lips and voice trembling, and his face suddenly looked much older, “I said the left side, your left side… My injured leg is the right one, the right leg!!!”

“Oh.”

Pei Ji was unmoved, his face cold and his heart even colder, showing no guilt at all, “Let’s do it again.”

Bai Ye: …

Bai Ye’s face was expressionless as he immediately pulled out all his tokens from his pocket and threw them on the ground, vanishing in an instant.

You will be silent after reading “buying a standing ticket and escaping overnight,” but you will cry after hearing “carrying the train and leaving.”

He was disabled but determined, and he ran away by teleporting while dragging his two injured legs.

(T/N: “buying a standing ticket and escaping overnight” is a internet slang that is mainly used to describe a person who wants to leave a certain occasion or avoid a certain thing quickly, expressing dissatisfaction and annoyance with such an occasion or thing.

“carrying the train and leaving” is an internet slang that exaggerates someone’s ability to escape very quickly, even faster than a train, because they bought a train ticket and wanted to run faster, only to find out that the train was not as fast as themselves. In a hurry, they carried the train and ran away.)