CHAPTER 249: CHAPTER 0249: LATE AT NIGHT, A POWERFUL ENEMY ATTACKS_1

After dinner, the sky gradually darkened. Zhang Bin sat cross-legged in the field of Spiritual Medicine, quietly regulating his breath while all his pets hid in the darkness.

An uneasy aura spread through the air.

Tonight, they intended to keep vigil until daylight.

Although the Spiritual Medicine older than four hundred years had been stolen by that bastard Fei Yiming, there were still many specimens over two or three hundred years old. He had obtained them from the Iron Sword Sect and had been cultivating them with Spiritual Water, so their medicinal effects were rapidly increasing.

In just another six months, some of the Spiritual Medicine would be ready for refining True Essence Pills. Some herbs could also be used to make Liquefaction Pills.

Therefore, these Spiritual Medicines were his lifeline, more important than anything else. If he were to purchase them with money, even ten billion USD might not be enough to secure them.

"Brother-in-law, I know you’re suffering, tired, and under more pressure than anyone. But you have to hang on, you have to control yourself. Once I grow stronger, I’ll share your risks and hardships, and we’ll brave the storm together, through life and death," Liu Ruomei murmured to herself as she stood by the villa’s window, gazing worriedly at Zhang Bin through the glass.

I’ll continue to strive hard in my cultivation!

Liu Ruomei gazed affectionately at Zhang Bin for a long moment before retracting her gaze. She sat cross-legged in her room, consumed Spiritual Water and Gathering Qi Pills, and cultivated the Pure Heart Mystique and Three Purities Secret Technique.

The night grew deeper.

Zhang Bin became increasingly vigilant. The foreboding in his heart also intensified.

Suddenly, Zhang Bin sprang to his feet, his piercing gaze cast toward Great Green Mountain.

In the dead of night, a faint, slender shadow flitted across the treetops, covering ten, or even dozens, of meters with each effortless and graceful step. She seemed even a sliver more powerful than Han Tie, whom Zhang Bin had killed in the past.

Clearly, this was an expert on the verge of reaching the Great Perfection of the Liquid State. Her appearance in the deep of night spoke volumes about her intentions.

A look of wariness appeared on Zhang Bin’s face as his right hand tightened its grip on his Bamboo Sword. A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

All the pets completely concealed their auras. They all knew a bloody battle was inevitable tonight. This would be their greatest challenge. If they could not overcome it, they would be plunged into an irredeemable abyss.

The dark shadow approached rapidly, crossing the vast distance in just a few breaths. Like a falling leaf, she landed lightly before Zhang Bin.

She was a very young woman, perhaps even a beauty, for her figure was superb—curvy in all the right places, with long legs, a slender waist one could encircle with a hand, and a rather large chest. She wore black night-prowler gear and a black veil that masked her face. The light from her eyes was bone-chillingly sharp—terrifying and soul-shaking.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Zhang Bin asked cautiously.

"Who am I? Of course, I won’t tell you. What do I want? To kill you, obviously," the masked woman’s tone was so bone-chilling that it sent an involuntary shiver down Zhang Bin’s spine.

"Kill me? Why? Do we have a grudge?" Zhang Bin narrowed his eyes at her.

"Since you can’t be recruited and you insist on opposing my master, I can only kill you and send you to Hell," the masked woman said coldly. "Now, I’ll give you one last chance. Pledge yourself to my master. Otherwise, I’ll chop your head right off."

Could Hanbing Yun be so ruthless as to send someone to force me like this? A tide of grief and fury surged through Zhang Bin’s heart. "Then tell me, who is your master?"

"Of course, it’s the person you’re thinking of," the masked woman’s hand gripped the hilt of the sword at her waist, and an overwhelming murderous and baleful aura erupted from her. "Will you choose to live, or to die?"

It looks like it really is Hanbing Yun. Who exactly is she? Why is she so cruel? Is she really a scientist, or an ambitious schemer? Zhang Bin shouted angrily in his heart, but his spoken words were cold. "I don’t understand why she would do this."

"My master has great plans, and you are a rare talent and a genius. Therefore, she has her eye on you. You can only pledge yourself to her; there is no other path," the masked woman said. "If you agree, she might even reward you with a stunning beauty to serve you. That stunning beauty is me."

"Reward me with you?" Zhang Bin was astonished. "From what I can see, your talent is in no way inferior to mine. You seem even younger than me, yet you’re far more powerful, with a much higher Realm. I feel quite inadequate. I dare not accept such an honor."

"You are also a Divine Doctor who can make a fortune, and you’re even skilled at cultivating Spiritual Medicine. There’s no need to belittle yourself," the masked woman said. "Only a genius like me is qualified to serve you, isn’t that right?"

"Then, may I see your face?" A wicked smile appeared on Zhang Bin’s face.

"You must agree first before you can see my face. I promise, my beauty will absolutely stun you. I am not inferior to any of your women, and perhaps even surpass them," the masked woman said.

"A pity. I, Zhang Bin, am not one to be threatened, nor am I one to be easily deceived. However, if you have her call me personally, then maybe I’ll consider it," Zhang Bin said sarcastically.

Right now, he only suspected this woman was sent by Hanbing Yun. If Hanbing Yun actually called him, that would be concrete proof.

"In that case, I’ll send you on your way."

The masked woman was decisive and ruthless. With a clang, she drew her longsword, stepped forward, and thrust it toward Zhang Bin’s heart like a bolt of lightning.

SWOOSH...

Before the sword even arrived, its sharp Sword Qi burst forth, forming a blade of energy at least two meters long. It shot forward rapidly, carrying with it a terrifying killing intent.

A palpable aura of death enveloped Zhang Bin. Only at that moment did he understand just how cruel and merciless this woman was. She showed no quarter, fully intending to kill him in a single, fatal blow.

He had only cultivated to the Qi Sea Realm Peak. Whether in speed, strength, or the quality and quantity of his True Qi, he was far from being this woman’s match. It seemed Zhang Bin had no chance of survival. Her attack was too fast and too sharp for him to even think of blocking or dodging.

Just as the sword was about to pierce Zhang Bin’s chest, something miraculous happened.

An invisible rope suddenly constricted around the masked woman’s neck and frantically yanked her sideways.

This was the best strategy; pulling her backward likely wouldn’t have budged her or even slowed her down. After all, although Zhang Bin’s Special Ability was powerful, it could only lift objects weighing a little over 150 kilograms. How could a mere 150 kilograms of force ever hope to budge a master at the Great Perfection of the Liquid State in the slightest?