Chapter 1412: Chapter 1412: Astonishing Perseverance! Second Update

“Our master is invincible. Even with thousands of enemies, they’re nothing but ants before him,” Mitsui Shichiro’s voice suddenly rang out.

At some point, he had already stood up. Although injured, he had not lost his life. Seeing Ye Qiu’s friends rush to attack, only to be easily defeated by the Peach Blossom Taoist, Mitsui Shichiro held the Peach Blossom Taoist in the highest regard.

This is a master beyond compare!

Mitsui Shichiro rejoiced at his earlier decision. He had correctly chosen to follow the Peach Blossom Taoist, whose invincible presence would make even Ye Qiu drink with sorrow.

The Peach Blossom Taoist naturally felt pleased hearing Mitsui Shichiro’s flattery. Mitsui Shichiro then turned to the women and said, “You’ve witnessed our master’s invincible prowess with your own eyes. I advise you to obediently follow our master. What’s the point in sticking with Ye Qiu? In front of our master, Ye Qiu is just an ant. If you must choose, choose a world-class powerful figure like our master.”

The Peach Blossom Taoist nodded. Mitsui Shichiro’s words both elevated him and belittled Ye Qiu, which was very satisfactory.

“Humph, what are you? Just a dog serving others. Who we choose has nothing to do with you. Shut your mouth,” Shen Mengchen felt very displeased with Mitsui Shichiro. A Japanese flaunting his might in China was bad enough, especially when he was basking in someone else’s glory—it was truly contemptible.

“Exactly, just a dog, unworthy of speaking to us,” Lin Qiao’er and others echoed, even letting out mocking laughter.

“You rotten women…” Mitsui Shichiro was about to get angry, but he immediately remembered he was not the main character—the Peach Blossom Taoist was. Changing his tone, he said, “Whether you admit it or not, Ye Qiu won’t appear to save you. You have no choice. Either obediently come with us or… don’t blame me for acting on behalf of our master to bind and take you away.”

Mitsui Shichiro’s gaze was cold and intimidating, indeed scaring the women, though they tried to appear unafraid.

“Sister Mingyue, what should we do?” Mu Wanqing asked softly, and the other women looked toward Shangguan Mingyue.

As the pillar among the sisters, Shangguan Mingyue must remain composed. Having experienced dire situations herself, including several life-or-death crises, she gave the women a reassuring look and softly said, “Don’t worry, no one can harm us. Not even this guy in front of us.”

Shangguan Mingyue’s words seemed to have a magical power, making one believe from the bottom of their heart. Yet, Shangguan Mingyue wasn’t a strong fighter; how could she be so certain they’d be safe?

The women were puzzled.

Upon hearing Shangguan Mingyue’s words, both Mitsui Shichiro and the Peach Blossom Taoist gave a faint smile, dismissing it as blind confidence.

“You’re really optimistic, aren’t you? To say it unpleasantly, it’s like not shedding tears until seeing the coffin. I’m giving you two choices now: you either come over on your own, or I’ll take action to capture you one by one…” Mitsui Shichiro was speaking when suddenly a figure flashed past.

Mitsui Shichiro wanted to continue, but he found the words stuck in his throat, unable to come out.

He struggled to lower his head and saw a hand with long nails piercing through his chest. Organs and flesh hung on the nails, as blood spurted out like a fountain. He even saw his intestines.

With his level of ability, such a wound wouldn’t lead to immediate death. The martial arts prowess was there, but Mitsui Shichiro knew he wouldn’t live long because his heart was pierced, and his organs had turned to pulp.

Who killed him?

Mitsui Shichiro tried not to collapse and finally saw the face of his killer—a pale face without a hint of color, but with eyes filled with coldness.

“Cain!”

Jin Shanshun, Qin Feng, and others were shocked. By rights, Cain was the most injured and shouldn’t have been able to move. Yet, right in front of the Peach Blossom Taoist, he killed Mitsui Shichiro.

Cain’s attack, piercing Mitsui Shichiro, was satisfying, but the gory scene made the women nauseous. Watching the blood and flesh flow, Mu Wanqing and Shen Mengchen couldn’t hold back and started to gag.

Only Shangguan Mingyue remained calm—no matter what happened, she maintained her composure, embodying the grace of a leader.

Mitsui Shichiro saw clearly the one who killed him but was powerless to speak. Cain whispered in his ear, “Those who threaten the mistress shall die!”

With a soft sound…

The hand withdrew, and Mitsui Shichiro, lacking support, slumped down like a lump of mud.

“You’re next,” Cain’s gaze suddenly fell on the Peach Blossom Taoist.

Fury flashed in the Peach Blossom Taoist’s eyes. Cain had killed Mitsui Shichiro right in front of him, he hadn’t entirely reacted in time, and when he was ready to strike, Cain had already succeeded.

“Very good… the first time a local can kill my men right before me. I appreciate you more and more.” When the Peach Blossom Taoist said ‘appreciate,’ it was through gritted teeth, clearly implying the opposite.

His intention to kill Cain was real.

Cain moved like a machine, showing little expression, his face pale like a corpse, yet in such a state, he dared to continue confronting the Peach Blossom Taoist.

The Peach Blossom Taoist directly used Divine Power, manipulating his fist with it to strike Cain.

Cain’s slender body continuously endured the attacks of the Divine Power fist, repeatedly being knocked away and repeatedly rushing back.

Bang.

This strike from the Peach Blossom Taoist shattered Cain’s shoulder, leaving only bones connecting his arm, a gruesome sight.

Seeing it made one feel aching pain.

The women couldn’t bear to watch. They understood that if not for protecting them, Cain wouldn’t risk his life charging forward and obstructing.

“Cain…” Jin Shanshun and Qin Feng long couldn’t bear to watch anymore. They exchanged a glance and said in unison, “Fight!”

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

A few figures mustered their last bit of strength to enter the battlefield, hoping to alleviate the attacks on Cain. The outcome was predictable; the already injured Jin Shanshun and Qin Feng had barely recovered a little before striking again.

Splatter splatter splatter…

Jin Shanshun and the others were knocked back once more, but this time they fell on the ground, lacking strength to rise again, thoroughly exhausted.

Only Cain remained, his body seemingly indestructible, resilient and unyielding, enduring blows repeatedly and rising again to launch attacks.

This determination even made the Peach Blossom Taoist take note, showing a serious expression.

“How much longer can you hold out?”