Chapter 79: The Jade Sky Silkworm Hand

“What have you done to my men?”
Watching Happy wandering alone, Master Lin and the other seven disciples of the Tianba Sect’s faces turned pale. They looked back the way they came but saw no sign of their own people, their anxiety evident.
Happy naturally understood what they were expecting. With a cold smile, he said, “Stop looking. They won’t be coming back.”
“What do you mean…?”
Master Lin suppressed his unease and demanded in a stern voice.
Still, everyone present could see that even the disciples of the Tianba Sect realized the pursuers chasing Happy were likely in grave danger.
Happy didn’t explain. He simply took two steps forward.
An invisible pressure forced the once-proud Master Lin to step back involuntarily. His unprecedented sense of defeat left him too afraid to even look directly at Happy. His throat moved stiffly as he uttered harsh, weak words: “By offending my Tianba Sect, you won’t escape unscathed!” As he spoke, he quickly gave the other seven a glance…
The seven immediately understood and their eyes turned fierce again.
“Is that so?”
As if having eyes in his back, Happy shook his right hand.
“Ah!!!”
One of the Tianba Sect disciples who had tried to attack Canglang screamed in pain. His sword was pierced by a flying knife, spilling blood as the weapon fell to the ground uselessly. The others’ desire to attack vanished almost entirely. Pale and bewildered, they stared at the wounded man and Happy, too afraid to take any further action.
Apart from the suppressed groans in the forest, only Happy’s calm voice remained, as if nothing had happened. Standing in front of Master Lin like an old friend, he said, “I gave you a choice. You chose to be my enemies… so come at me.” His voice turned icy at the end, the intense killing intent almost freezing Master Lin’s blood.
He knew the other party was about to attack!
“Let’s die together!”
Gritting his teeth, Master Lin roared and drew a short sword from his sleeve. It flashed like a venomous snake, aiming at his close enemy.
“Huh?”
With a surprised exclamation, Happy reached out with his hand to grab the black short sword.
Master Lin was overjoyed.
This was the “Blood Cloak Sect’s” deadly secret technique, “A Single Drop of Red.” Its lethality at close range was astonishing—hitting a vital spot could kill instantly, leaving only a tiny red mark on the body. The opponent not only didn’t dodge but also came forward willingly, right into his trap!
“Seeking death!”
Gritting his teeth, he exerted all his strength.
But…

When he saw his short sword meeting a large green hand emitting a chilling coldness, he was momentarily stunned. Upon contact, the scene Lin Daozhu had expected—his opponent’s palm being pierced and blood splashing everywhere—never happened. The black short sword was firmly grasped by the opponent. With a pull, Lin Daozhu’s entire strength vanished, and the sword could no longer move an inch forward.

“Save Lin Daozhu!”
“Kill him!”

At that moment, disciples of Tianba Gate rushed in from behind, leaving Kai Xin trapped between enemies.

“Be careful!”
Ximen Qing and Xuanfeng Xiao Li quickly warned them.

“Just in time.” Kai Xin smiled calmly, stepping in the Bagua stance. His cold palm, like a strong and agile green hand, easily pulled the shocked Lin Daozhu to his side before slapping him on the back.

Thud!

Lin Daozhu was struck like by lightning. As blood gushed from his mouth, he was flung toward the approaching disciples of Tianba Gate. What had just happened was merely a common reverse palm strike from Shaolin boxing. Normally, it shouldn’t have caused much damage to Lin Daozhu, who had reached an internal energy level and wore a giant wolf pelt. But the “Jade Silkworm Hand” was a top-tier artifact worth 100,000 taels of silver, increasing its lethality by 380 points and boosting speed by 10% as well as the effect of ice qi (slowing down enemies’ attack speeds), making its power comparable to that of a master-level Shaolin boxing strike. Even if he had to face Orochimaru’s Two-Yin Sword Technique head-on, Kai Xin was confident he wouldn’t be at a disadvantage!

How could Lin Daozhu’s meager defenses withstand such force?

“Daozhu!” “Daozhu!”
“Are you okay?”

The disciples of Tianba Gate rushed to catch Lin Daozhu, their faces filled with concern. They were well aware of Lin Daozhu’s strength—he had managed to withstand the fierce claws of a giant wolf without retreating. Yet here, he couldn’t even endure a single palm strike before Kai Xin appeared.

“The Blue-Clothed Gentleman’s Sword truly lives up to its reputation. Cough… cough cough…”

With everyone’s help, Lin Daozhu managed to stand steadily, but he coughed up more blood, his face growing even paler—clearly suffering severe internal injuries.

“It’s too late to talk now.”

Kai Xin had no intention of delaying any longer. He glanced at him disdainfully.

“Attack! Stop him!” Lin Daozhu’s expression changed as he quickly ordered those around him, “The sect leader is leading people here! He can’t escape!!”

Before his words faded…

“Hmph!”

A cold snort reached their ears. The two people supporting Lin Daozhu were as if struck by a massive hammer, flying backward with knives embedded in their chests—clearly doomed.

Captain Lin gasped in shock. Looking up, he saw Happy, like a ghost, effortlessly darting in front of him from among the four attackers!
Severely injured and too slow to react, he watched helplessly as the opponent’s straightforward palm strike, without any fancy moves, hit his chest. His body trembled, his chest sank in, and he was flung away again. At the same time, everyone present heard a clearly audible and harsh sound of bones breaking…
Captain Lin’s fate remained unknown.
Panicked, the four members of the Tianba Sect hurriedly tried to rescue him.
With a swift movement, Happy circled behind the two on the right, avoiding their attacks while immediately grabbing the swords and knives swinging at him. Ordinary swords and knives could cause no harm to Happy’s hands; they only felt an immense force transmitted through the weapons, causing them to collapse instantly and disrupting their balance as well.
Happy remained calm, released his grip, slipped between the two, and transformed his palms into claws!
Black Tiger Throat Rupture!
“Ugh!”
With a decisive tear, two sprays of blood mist shot into the air, and the bodies slowly collapsed behind Happy.
“Run!”
The remaining two were terrified and turned to flee.
“Senior Happy, don’t let them get away!” Canglang shouted from behind.
With a leap, Happy soared high into the air.
With his master-level “Cloud-Ascending Step,” how could they possibly escape?
…
“Run apart!”
Just as the two Tianba Sect members thought of this, someone descended from the sky. Before they could even shout, they saw a figure slip between them like a loach. Then, they felt a sharp pain in their necks and lost consciousness.
A single palm strike sent the two flying. In the forest, aside from the bearded man who had been injured in his hand and thus unable to fight from the start, all members of the Tianba Sect were dead.
He had wanted to run since Captain Lin died, but Canglang, Ximen Qing, and Little Li Wind had kept a close eye on him, preventing him from leaving. Now, seeing Canglang’s mocking smile, his face turned gray.