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HELP! These Girls Wants To Kill Me-Chapter 226
"...." Yang Ze rushed back to the place where he had tied the old man as fast as he could, but to his surprise, the old man wasn’t there. The only thing left there were shattered vines along with traces of blood. Even the fingers that he chopped off weren’t there.
The only traces of the old man left were the drag marks as well as the torn bandages carelessly thrown on the vines, which were still stained red with blood.
"How the hell?" Yang Ze couldn’t help but look around, hoping to find any traces of the old man, but he found nothing. Forget about leaving any visible traces; the old man hadn’t even left footprints. It was as if he had vanished into thin air.
Yang Ze knew clearly that the old man was a mortal. Sure, he could control the dark fog, but beside it, he didn’t have anything else. His physical strength was at the level of an old man, clearly not sufficient to tear through the vines. As for the dark fog... Earlier, when he fought with the old man, he realised that the black fog could only be summoned when the old man patted both his hands. Just for that particular reason, he kept his hands far away in the shape of a cross.
"Can he use the dark fog in some other way? Or is it another helper?" These were the only two plausibilities that he could think of. Either the old man could use the black fog in some other way and purposefully made him think that it could be done if he patted both hands together, or there was another person who was helping the old man.
Thinking about it, the figure of a young girl flashed past Yang Ze’s mind. The girl he met a few days ago, whose personal panel only displayed a single word [Incarnation].
"Not good." Yang Ze suddenly thought about something as he rushed back to the village as fast as he could.
And sure enough, the moment he reached the village, the entire village was filled with an eerie silence.
"No, no, no, no..." Yang Ze’s throat almost jumped out of his throat as he rushed towards the house he was staying in.
Before he even reached the house, he used his internal to smash the door from afar, revealing the scene inside. And the moment Yang Ze looked at it, his heart fell into the abyss.
The inside of the room was back to its previous state. The oil paintings on the walls, the soft rug, the comfortable beds, the exquisite chairs and tables, as well as the numerous other things that he manifested using his Mystic Nether Art... everything has disappeared. The only thing left in the room was the previous two lumps of dry sticks grouped together to make a bed.
Even the sticks were scattered all around, clearly indicating the signs of struggles.
"FUCK." In a fit of rage, Yang Ze smashed his hand towards the crude house, and with the burst of his internal energy, the entire house turned into rubble.
Without wasting another moment, he rushed to check the surrounding houses, hoping to find someone, but no matter how much he tried to search, he just couldn’t find anything.
The entire village had turned into a ghost town in the blink of an eye.
"That old bastard..." Gritting his teeth in anger, Yang Ze already knew who was the one responsible for it all.
Taking a deep breath, he raised his head to look in the direction of the so-called ’sacred cave’ with a face full of anger before rushing towards it. All the while, he was regretting in his heart for not killing the old man.
He had plenty of time to squash the old man to death, but he didn’t have the heart to do it. On one hand, it was his hesitation to kill another human, while on the other hand, it was his need for the techniques. And when he heard that he could revive Cang Yue, his already indecisive heart immediately gave up any thoughts of killing the old man.
And the outcome... 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
The outcome was that the old man played him like a fiddle. Not only did he successfully divert him to a life-threatening palace like the old water well, he even made sure to take all the children with him as a backup plan in case Yang Ze didn’t jump into the well.
"Damn it." Clenching his fists in anger, Yang Ze thought about what could have been different, but his hesitation and indecisiveness turned things into this. But given another choice, Yang Ze would still choose this path. After all, the allure of the technique that could revive Cang Yue was fatal to him.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Ze controlled his surging emotions as he rushed towards the cave without any hesitation. He had decided that this time he was going to chop off the old man’s hands and legs and keep him alive till he gave up the techniques to him. As for the heavenly oath... since the old man hadn’t fulfilled his promise, it probably wouldn’t work on him.
With this in mind, Yang Ze’s figure flashed past the village and in less than a few breaths, he was already standing in front of the cave’s entrance.
Looking at the pitch-black entrance that was once again brimming with the dark fog, Yang Ze couldn’t help but take in a sharp breath as his body trembled momentarily.
"Ugh." And it was at this exact moment that he felt a sharp pain in his right hand. Looking at it, he saw the thin layer of dark fog covering his hand becoming restless. Earlier, he was able to suppress it with the internal energy, but after he stood near the old water well and then here... it was getting harder and harder to suppress it.
Helplessly, he could only pour more internal energy to contain it.
Averting his eyes from his hands, he once again focused on the cave in front of him.
This was the only place he could think of where the old man might have gone and taken the children with him. Now the question was as to how he was going to get inside.
Thinking for a moment, Yang Ze raised his hand before using his internal energy from a distance to attack the black fog.
Unlike his mental energy, which would dissipate upon contact with the dark fog, his internal energy was much more tenacious. The moment it hit the black fog, it made a large hole that lasted for a few seconds before being filled by the black fog again.
"Interesting." Yang Ze didn’t know if it was due to the fact that the black fog was weak against the internal energy or just weak against his gold-tinged internal energy.
Were it any other time, he would have definitely experimented on it. Unfortunately, now was not the time.
Taking a deep breath, he sat down cross-legged on the spot, using his enlightenment to circulate the Thousand Year Art to make sure he was in his best shape and had enough internal energy for what he was about to do.
He could have used his talent of wind blade, or could have simply summoned the cyclone to tear apart the entire village, as well as this so-called mysterious cave. But he was afraid that by doing so, he might harm the innocent children and in worst case scenario, might unleash that horror lurking in the deep sea.
Were that to happen, he wouldn’t even have tears to cry.
In his enlightenment state, it took a while for Yang Ze to completely recover. But he didn’t immediately attack and rushed in. Instead, he kept sitting there in silence.
With some hesitation, he opened his eyes, but didn’t end his enlightenment state.
At the moment, he was going through a wonderful feeling. It was as if the world itself was cheering for him and ready to answer all his questions. Yang Ze knew this was the special state of enlightenment, increasing his comprehension as well as understanding.
With a deep breath, he simply looked at the black fog in front of him.
He wanted to see if he could find out anything about this black fog in the state of Enlightenment.
In his mind, since this thing could be controlled and the old man was able to gain control of it after a ritual, perhaps he might too.
Perhaps after understanding what it is and how it functions, he, too, might control it.
In that case, not only would he be able to solve the problem of the old man, but he would also be able to gain a powerful ability.
Just the mere thought of it was enough to excite Yang Ze.
With this in mind, he simply gazed at the black fog intently as he tried his best to understand what it was.
Seconds turned into minutes and minutes into hours. Without him even realising it, Yang Ze had been sitting in the state of enlightenment for almost three hours, completely forgetting about the fact that he was there to rescue the girls and take care of the old man for good.
At the moment, he felt like he was surrounded by a dense, thick fog. He could see it, he could touch it, but he couldn’t seem to control it.
He had an understanding of how it worked and how to control it, but he didn’t know what it was and every time he tried to control it, it wouldn’t work.
It was as if the black fog itself was a living entity that was completely ignoring Yang Ze’s calls. It was as if it had a mind of its own, and it wasn’t acknowledging Yang Ze.
Yang Ze didn’t believe that he could control this damned thing. The more this thing didn’t want to be controlled, the more he wanted to control it.
And just like that, without him even realising it, an entire day had passed.
It wasn’t until Yang Ze’s mental energy almost dried out that he finally came out of the state of enlightenment
"FUCK." Looking at the sun that was already on top of his head, Yang Ze couldn’t help but curse out loud.
In a panic, he even looked at his daily sign-in, and when he saw that he could use his daily sign-in again, the hope that he was merely seeing things shattered into countless pieces.
Unknowingly, he had spent an entire day sitting in meditation. The worst thing was that he had nothing to show for it. In the end, he still couldn’t control the black fog.
"Damn it." Cursing himself in a low voice, he hurriedly used his sign-in function to get one more Withering Year Mark talent.
Seeing the number after his golden talent jump to [6/10], Yang Ze nodded in satisfaction before patting his clothes off dust. It was only then that he took a deep breath, gazed at the black fog in front of him and without any hesitation, used all his internal energy to punch forward.
In the instant Yang Ze used his internal energy, a thin dark layer appeared around his fist as an illusory black tiger appeared out of thin air that rushed towards the cave’s entrance.
This was the first time Yagn Ze was using the second grade of his Black Tiger Technique... an attack that would conjure the illusory tiger to attack.
Yang Ze watched intently as the tiger pounced at the black fog, and the moment it made contact with it, the black tiger tore through the black fog like tearing a fragile piece of paper. Yang Ze watched intently as the black tiger that was roughly one and a half meters in size kept on tearing the black fog. Every time the black fog tried to recover, it would be torn apart by the black tiger.
Feeling the internal energy in his body reducing at a rapid pace, Yang Ze didn’t hesitate any longer. He bent his knees and jumped directly inside.
The moment Yang Ze passed through the black fog, he felt the thin layer of black fog in his right hand burst out uncontrollably.
"DAMN IT, NOT NOW." In that instant, Yang Ze used his remaining internal energy to suppress it, but by the time he managed to control it, it had already spread to his entire body.
In the next instant, the clothes he was wearing instantly dissipated into nothingness, leaving Yang Ze standing there butt-naked.
After stepping into the Mortal Realm of the Mystic Nether Art, where he could manifest any mortal object with his mental energy, he had been using it to wear his clothes. Not only did they not get dirty, but he could also change them at will. Preventing him from the headache of storing and carrying different clothes with him all the time.
But who would have thought that after coming in contact with the black fog, his clothes would dissipate as well.
"..." Yang Ze tried to use his mental energy to manifest a new set of clothes, but unfortunately for him, his entire body was covered in a thin layer of dark fog, constantly squirming and changing shape.
And just when Yang Ze was cursing in his heart, he heard an eerie, wild laughter in his ears.
’Haah..."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH"







