190 The Killing of the Immortal (2/2)

However, Maid Lotus' admonishment that he had been tricked kept replaying in his mind. He now has an image of her as a stern teacher nagging at him continuously. Gradually, he grew angrier as he thought about her. He began considering how he would kill his only trustworthy companion again.

After making up his mind, he returned to sipping his tea and enjoyed the pleasure of having his acupoints beating along with the percussion instruments.

He had fallen into the Immortal's trap again. It was not until it was nearly evening when he changed his mind again.

His Baihui and Xuanji acupoints had beat at the same time, something which had not happened before.

In the past, when he channelled his Internal Breath throughout his meridians while drinking tea, there was no reaction from these two acupoints. He had also never experienced two acupoints beating at the same time before.

As the sounds from the percussion instruments stopped, the two acupoints kept beating as if they were two miniature drums. They belonged to the Ren and Du meridians and soon enough, all acupoints along these two meridians were beating. Before the next round of sounds came from the percussion instruments, all of the acupoints along Gu Shenwei's twelve meridians and eight extra meridians were beating as if they were insects jumping in a hot wok.

As the acupoints on his body kept beating, the Internal Breath in his Dantian circulated so quickly as if it were a wild horse which had just broken free from its reins. It had completed a grand circulation in no time.

Gu Shenwei tried to stabilise himself with great effort, placing all of his weight on his right palm which was on the table. He could see about 10 or so denizens looking alarmingly at him. He knew that something extraordinary must have happened to his appearance.

He was unaware that he was shaking so violently that the fake scars that he had pasted onto his face came falling off, and he had reverted to his original appearance. His face turned red and pale alternatively. It was no wonder that the others were looking at him.

The sounds of the percussion instruments began again after half an hour, and all but his Baihui and Xuanju acupoints stopped beating with it. However, the speed at which they were beating at was slowing down at last.

Gu Shenwei had broke out a sweat and soaked several layers of his clothing. He stood up and began walking up the stairs briskly. No one was sure what he planned on doing.

The second storey of the Pavilion was already empty, and the last visitor who had come to have his fortune told was already heading downstairs. He was shaking his head and muttering to himself, ”This is amazing. Things are going to get better.”

Gu Shenwei made way for the visitor and continued up towards the third storey. The eight puppets who usually spoke on behalf of the Immortal were seated at different positions and were unmoved by the sudden appearance of the youth. They looked like life-like wax figures.

At this moment, the screen was pushed away and the real Immortal Peng appeared.

Chu Nanping acted as the Immortal's mouthpiece and spoke, ”You're courting your own death.”

The dwarf had already sensed the youth's killing intent, even though others who were present had no idea what the youth was planning to do.

The Immortal's disciples who were drinking tea at the first storey realised something was amiss when the last few percussive sounds did not come. They swarmed up the stairs and formed a semi-circle in front of the Immortal. They looked at the youth in horror. There were always people who came and went from the Pavilion, but no one has ever dared to challenge the Immortal.

Gu Shenwei remained silent. He never liked talking too much when he was on a killing mission.

The beatings of his Baihui and Xuanji acupoints were gradually slowing down, and the moment to strike was slipping away from him.

His blow was simple and ungrand. No one would have thought that it would manage to hit a top notch martial arts master like the Immortal himself.

Yet, it hit its intended target. The Immortal threw his crutch away and pressed his fat and tender hands against his neck. There was no blood that was gushing out yet, but his hands would turn red very soon.

”It's impossible!” exclaimed Chu Nanping. He spoke of his own accord, startled by what he had just seen. He kneeled down and supported the dwarf, who was going to fall.

More than ten disciples were stunned and looked as if they had just seen the sky fall down. Some of them sat lifelessly on the floor while the others wiped off their disguises. As Gu Shenwei saw their true faces for the first time, he realised that most of them were not as ugly as they made themselves up to be. There were even familiar faces amongst them.

The Immortal was still alive, but had lost his ability of ventriloquism. He looks like he is full of rage and bewilderment. He could not understand why he was defeated by the youth.

”I have forgotten all of the kung fu that you have taught me.”

Even Chu Nanping, who was fully aware of the deal that the youth made with Immortal Peng, could not understand the real meaning behind Gu Shenwei's words.

Only Immortal Peng understood what he meant. His eyeballs looked as if they would have leapt out of their sockets. He released his bloodied hand from his neck and tried to grasp at the youth. However, his body failed him and he sagged down on his servant's arm. Soon, he stopped moving.

As Gu Shenwei looked at the dwarf's corpse, he felt relieved. His Baihui and Xuanji acupoints were not beating anymore. The Peripheral Force in his body used to carry the danger of qigong deviation, but it had saved him at his most dire moment.

The evil secrets of the Barren Sect was so potent that it had prevented another force from controlling its host.

Immortal Peng died as a result of his own treachery.

Gu Shenwei's level of kung fu had diminished greatly when he started practicing the Secrets of Love and the Heartless Swords techniques; likewise, the Immortal's skills had become much lower when he began practicing the Death Scripture. He had not noticed this change in himself, and it led to his own death at the hands of the youth.

As Gu Shenwei turned to face the panic-stricken disciples, he noticed that a number of them showed an obvious desire to kill him.

The youth had rid himself of all distracting thoughts, and was back to being a killer again.