Chapter 11 – Rest Assured, I Will Not Kill You

“Ah—-!!” Zhu Zhong Ba screamed as he flew backwards, sounding like a pig being slaughtered.

He frantically retreated and took out a whip from inside his Storage Ring, completely lacking in coordination and skill he faced He Xi while still disoriented.

He Xi’s stature was very nimble so she certainly wasn’t going to get an injury from the whip, however from the top of the whip a dark and cold aura could be felt, rousing her interest.

She dodge to the side, her action too fast to follow. Grabbing the whip she faced the fat Zhu Zhong Ba as she firmly tugged several times on the whip.

Zhu Zhong Ba screamed as the whip was tugged on repeatedly, scared witless, until finally his screaming voice became too hoarse to be heard.

He Xi saw Zhu Zhong Ba’s sorry figure that was unceasingly rolling on the ground and sneered: “Indeed this is a good whip, it’s wasted being owned by you though.”

If her guess was right it was made using a type of animal bone, clear white, tough yet soft, the barb on top of the whip could freely stretch, she really picked up a treasure.

On the other side, Zhu Zhong Ba’s miserable howling had finally attracted the guards from outside to come in.

The first ones to arrive, sure enough, were those four Foundation Establishment stage martial artist guards. The corner of He Xi’s mouth raised, in her hands there were already well prepared Invisible Needles. Suddenly they flew from her hands towards the guards like falling rain.

“Ah—-! My spiritual power, why can’t I use my spiritual power?!”

“You evil woman, what underhanded trick did you use on us again?”

The martial artists from the entire courtyard had gathered here so the Invisible Needles had sealed not only the four Foundation Establishment stage guards, but also the large party of Qi Refining stage martial artist’s Dantian, rendering them unable to use their spiritual power.

After that He Xi’s hands slightly tremb