Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1544 - 353: Kunlun’s Two Elders: Who Dared Ruin My Plans!

Grugrulu~

The severed head tumbled across the earth and soon stopped right under Ma Fude’s boots.

Right then, the road-blocking ghost’s eyes stared wide, carrying an expression of dying full of injustice.

“Third Brother!”

Spotting this enormous head, Ma Fude couldn’t hold back his pained shout, as the other bandits and thugs felt even greater shock, all of them opening their eyes wide in utter disbelief at the scene that unfolded.

How could this be? In the earlier fight, their Third Master had clearly dominated, and Leader Sun seemed on the verge of death, yet in an instant, the situation flipped. This, this defies all logic!

Was Leader Sun Cong actually playing weak to strike hard from the start?

Such thoughts raced through everyone’s minds.

Xu Caijin and his group’s eyes lit up slightly, like they’d grasped a lifeline, but the ugly woman blending in with Xu Caijin’s people furrowed her brows at the sight. Moments earlier, she’d vaguely noticed a quick, almost invisible streak striking the road-blocking ghost, though it moved too swiftly. Even with her Dragon Realm cultivation, she failed to make it out clearly.

Does this bunch have a secret powerhouse hidden?

The ugly woman lifted her gaze to scan the crowd, searching everywhere, yet she couldn’t pinpoint the concealed expert.

She creased her forehead unavoidably, growing more vigilant inside. She absolutely couldn’t allow that person to uncover her true self, or it would spell major trouble.

With that in mind, the ugly woman ducked her head down further.

Meanwhile, concealed within the throng, Chen Jie caught the ugly woman’s response. Was she the only one who picked up on the hint when he made his move?

Given her power level.

Chen Jie lightly knitted his brows, a hint of thought crossing his features. From his earlier action, only those with Dragon Realm vision might just catch a glimpse, so this woman’s power reached at least Dragon Realm. Judging by her apparent age of sixteen or seventeen, she already wielded Dragon Realm cultivation. This woman stands out exceptionally.

Unless from some lucky break, she likely came from a remarkable lineage.

Realizing this, Chen Jie figured she must be skilled at masking herself too, even if her exact origins stayed a mystery.

These ideas led Chen Jie to fall quiet once more; with the present uncertainties, he ought to stay careful and avoid stirring up outside affairs to prevent messes.

Chen Jie decided this and silently watched the events unfolding before him.

Right now, Sun Cong, fresh from severing the road-blocking ghost Kong San’s head, stood in complete confusion. After all, he knew his own power couldn’t possibly rival this ghost. Just before, he’d faced death under the Wolf Fang Club, but suddenly, the tide turned in a flash.

He’d flipped from loss to triumph, astonishingly lopping off the road-blocking ghost’s head; it felt truly pulse-pounding and exhilarating.

Still, he realized Grandpa Chen must have intervened covertly. This realization filled him with deep thanks toward Chen Jie, and his racing heart settled right away. With Grandpa Chen ready to assist, no issue loomed too large—Ma Fude? Mere garbage.

Iron Neck Mountain? Garbage too.

In that instant, Sun Cong swelled with confidence, raising his eyes only to lock onto Ma Fude’s furious glare.

“Sun Cong!”

An enraged roar pierced Sun Cong’s ears. At this point, Ma Fude bellowed in fury: “I truly misjudged you. Never thought you had such tricks up your sleeve, fine then. If that’s how it is, show me what you’ve got!”

With those words out, Ma Fude assumed a battle stance, clearly burning to rip Chen Jiusi to shreds.

Witnessing Ma Fude’s demeanor, Sun Cong swallowed hard, obviously feeling quite intimidated.

Ma Fude ranked as a Wolf Smoke Realm powerhouse, whereas he lingered at Holding Core Realm, so a natural dread crept in.

Plus, Ma Fude’s present fury made him unstable, teetering on the edge of explosive wrath; even so, Ma Fude retained strong fighting ability.

Though fear gripped Sun Cong, he remembered Grandpa Chen’s presence, so he warned Ma Fude: “I suggest you don’t rush into things—have your bandits clear a way for me right now, and we’ll act like none of this occurred.”

Ma Fude let out a chilly laugh: “Haha, act like nothing happened? Nice one, well said, let’s act like nothing happened—go ahead, reattach my Third Brother’s head, and I’ll act like nothing happened!”

Hearing this, Sun Cong glanced at the head frozen in injustice and replied: “That’s pushing things too far.”

Ma Fude shot back: “Pushing too far? If you get that it’s pushing too far, why spout rubbish? Today, it’s your death or mine—come, pay for your crime with your life.”

As he spoke, Ma Fude drew his massive blade and swung it at Sun Cong.

Blazing with rage, he channeled mighty Gang Qi, coating his weapon in dense Gang Qi, and cleaved toward Sun Cong.

Alarmed at the sight, Sun Cong hurriedly parried with his blade.

Dang!

A sharp clang rang out, sending Sun Cong flying back.

Grugrulu, Sun Cong rolled across the ground a couple of times before halting, but as he looked up, Ma Fude loomed close, delivering another savage chop.

Panic-stricken, Sun Cong broke into cold sweat, his face draining of color in terror, staring at Ma Fude helplessly, unsure of his next move, when a voice whispered in his ear.

“Lift your hand, slash with your sword.”

Sun Cong paused briefly, then threw caution to the wind, wildly swinging his sword at Ma Fude in a desperate gamble, like treating a dead horse as if it lived.