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Chapitre 6

There seemed to be more than one person; there were three. One, dressed in crimson robes and wearing an iron mask, was terrifying despite his indistinct features, appearing like a demon from hell. He stood before the other two, laughing loudly; the laughter had clearly come from him. The other two, one dressed in green and the other in blue, with white hair and beards, actually possessed a somewhat otherworldly air. However, they were now half-sitting on the ground, their right hands clutching their chests, blood trickling from their lips, their brows furrowed as they stared at the masked man.

Haha, there really are both 'ghosts' and 'immortals' here, but it seems that the 'immortals' have been defeated by the 'ghosts'!

"Saint Chi, you traitor who betrayed your master and ancestors! So it turns out you were the one who orchestrated everything. You've been up to no good all along. We trusted you so much, and you..." The old man in blue roared angrily at the man in iron mask.

"Hmph, Second Martial Uncle, I advise you to hand over the Heavenly Stems and the secret manual. Considering how well you treated me in the past, I might consider leaving you with a complete corpse," Saint Chi sneered.

"Delusion! You want the Heavenly Stems and the secret manual? We'll see if you have the ability." The old man in blue stood up as he spoke, but he looked quite badly injured, swaying precariously as if he might collapse at any moment.

The old man in blue robes also struggled to his feet, but he looked as if he might collapse at any moment.

"Hmph, if you won't listen to reason, then don't blame your junior brother for being ruthless." Sheng Chi looked at the two of them as they stood up, smiled wickedly, and then struck them with a palm.

"Wow, that's amazing!" Ao Jun couldn't help but exclaim. She could even feel the powerful force of that palm strike. This must be internal energy! 55555... It seems that this underworld expert is practically 'powerless' in this ancient world. How could she forget that internal energy existed in ancient times?

The two old men hurriedly dodged the powerful palm strike, but due to their severe injuries, they were not as agile and were still unable to avoid it. They were sent flying to the sides by the blow, crashing to the ground and spitting out a large mouthful of blood. Saint Chi had no intention of letting them go so easily. With a wicked smile on his lips, he slowly approached the two old men. Even Ao Jun couldn't help but tremble at that smile, and a sense of fear crept into his heart.

"I'm giving you one last chance. Hand it over."

"Hahaha..." The old man in blue suddenly burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" You old devil, you can still laugh even when you're about to die.

“I laugh at your pathetic state. I laugh at how you have done so much, yet you still cannot become the sect leader of the Holy Immortal Sect. You will never be able to obtain the Heavenly Stems and Heavenly Kun Divine Skills in your entire life.”

"Is that so? You think I can't get it if you don't hand it over? It's not too late to take it after I kill you all!" Saint Chi looked like he had victory in his grasp.

"Haha... You think the Heavenly Stems and Divine Powers are all on us? Hmph, we sensed your ambition long ago and hid them away long ago. You'll never find them in your entire life," said the old man in blue.

"What, you guys..." Saint Chi looked incredulous.

"What is not yours, you can never have, no matter how unscrupulous you are."

"You're talking nonsense! The Holy Immortal Sect is mine, and the Heavenly Kun Divine Skill is mine too. For them, I killed my master who raised and taught me, I killed so many fellow disciples, I killed so many people, all for them. They are mine, and no one can take them away, not even you!" Saint Chi roared madly, his profound internal energy making Ao Jun's ears ache and his head throb.

"Haha... As expected of the protectors of the Holy Immortal Sect, I almost let you fool me. Hmph, I'll kill you and see if I can get them. My master misses you very much, I'll send you to see him right now, haha..." After calming down, Sheng Chi realized something was wrong. The Heavenly Stems and Divine Power must still be on them.

What does this mean? What are these two old men trying to trick him out of? Ao Jun was puzzled when the crazed Saint Chi suddenly uttered some inexplicable words. Just then, he saw Saint Chi wielding a sword and thrusting it at the two old men.

At the critical moment, Ao Jun finally couldn't stand it any longer. This guy who killed his master and ancestors would have been dealt with long ago by her Xuanlong Society according to the rules. But now, let alone dealing with him, he might be killed before she even got close to him. She couldn't just stand by and watch him die, but don't forget they were currently in the bamboo formation, so rescuing him was still within her capabilities.

Just as the sword was about to pierce the old man in blue, something strange happened. Rows of bamboo suddenly appeared, blocking the path between Sheng Chi and the two old men. Before Sheng Chi could react, the entire bamboo forest began to spin, and the two old men vanished instantly. Damn it! Sheng Chi swung his sword, and wherever the blade struck, bamboo felled, row after row. But no matter how many bamboos he cut, he couldn't find the two people who were supposed to die. Soon, he understood. Someone must have altered the formation and rescued them. Who was it? Who could change the formation they had both set up?

The two old men stared in disbelief at the bamboo forest that had suddenly rotated, immediately realizing that someone had altered the formation, and this alteration had saved them. So, besides the three of them, there was another person in this formation. Who was it? Was it intentional or accidental? But regardless of intention, anyone who could move freely within this formation, and even alter it, was certainly no ordinary person. This bamboo formation was, after all, the masterpiece of these two renowned geniuses from their youth!

The Strategist and the Princess: Battlefield Chapter Six - Saving a Miraculous Man

"Grandpas, are you alright?" Just as the two were reminiscing about the past, Ao Jun finally couldn't help but ask. Why were these two just sitting there blankly on the ground? Were they seriously injured and unable to move? Well then, let's go all the way and see them through to the end!

"Huh? Ah...you..." The two people who heard the shout finally came to their senses and looked towards the source of the sound. When they saw Ao Jun, they were shocked and incredulous, staring blankly at him.

She watched as Ao Jun inexplicably touched her face. Was it dirty? Or had she just said something shocking? Why was she looking at her like that?

"Are you alright?" If they kept staring at her, even she would start to doubt that she was an alien.

"Ah! It's alright." The old man in green reacted first, then glanced at the old man in blue, before turning to Ao Jun and asking, "Did you save us?" His tone was very skeptical. This handsome, godlike youth had changed the formation and saved them? He looked no more than ten years old, yet he was so powerful?

"Hmm!" What kind of tone is that? It's so disrespectful.

Seeing that Ao Jun nodded in agreement, and since he was indeed the only one there, it was impossible not to believe him.

"Thank you for saving me, young master." The old man in blue, clutching his chest, struggled to his feet and said to Ao Jun.

"You're welcome." The tone was still cold. Why did he still treat the elderly with such a tone?

“However, we must leave here quickly, this formation won’t hold Saint Chi for long.” The old man in blue stood up at this moment, frowning as he spoke.

"Hmm." The old man in blue nodded in agreement, and the two of them looked at Ao Jun together.

Why are you looking at me like that? Are you waiting for me to make a decision? I'm very respectful of the elderly!

"Let's go then!" There was no other way; if they kept watching us any longer, it would probably get dark by then.

Ao Jun supported one person with each hand and walked out of the bamboo grove. Just as she was about to say goodbye to the two of them, the old man in blue vomited a mouthful of blood. Ao Jun was shocked. She had never seen anyone vomit so much blood before.

Are you alright?

"It's alright, young brother, you should go quickly! Once Saint Chi catches up, you won't be able to leave. We can't drag you down with us!" said the old man in blue. He knew they were doomed; if Saint Chi caught up, this young man would surely die.

"No, if I leave, what will happen to you?" She could understand not knowing before, but now that she knew how much they had suffered, how could she just leave like that?

“But you…” The old man in blue still tried to persuade Ao Jun. Although this young man was so ‘loyal,’ he had just pressed his pulse and was certain that he had no internal strength at all. Why send him to his death?

"Stop talking, I won't leave you all alone." Loyalty is our gang's number one rule! Besides, I have... I doubt even if Saint Chi is powerful, he can't hurt me.

"Well... alright, there's a cave over there, very well hidden, Saint Chi won't find it. Let's hide there for a while!" Seeing the determination in Ao Jun's eyes, the old man in green stopped insisting. He suddenly remembered that there was a very well hidden cave ahead, which he and his junior brother (the old man in blue) had discovered when they were young and sneaked out to play. It was their secret base.

The cave entrance was indeed well hidden. If it weren't for the old man in blue leading the way, we wouldn't have been able to find it. Moreover, the entrance was overgrown with weeds and only allowed one person to pass at a time, so it should be quite safe.

The scene inside the cave was completely different; it was so big and spacious! But unfortunately, it was empty, with nothing inside.

Helping the two elderly men to sit on the only stone bed in the cave, Ao Jun saw that their faces were as pale as paper, and there was blood at the corner of their mouths. Ao Jun knew they must be in a lot of pain. No, she had to take them to the hospital quickly—no, to the doctor. But she couldn't go out now. If that Saint Chi found out, they would be dead. What should she do?

Looking at the familiar environment inside the cave, they recalled their youthful arrogance and boundless passion, their mutual understanding and appreciation... but now... and the two couldn't help but tear up.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Seeing their red eyes, Ao Jun thought they were crying from the pain. Little did she know that while she was worried about them, they hadn't thought about their injuries at all and were just reminiscing about the past.

"No, we're fine. We just remembered some things. It's been fifty years since we last came here. Back then, Yan Di and I roasted pheasants and rabbits here. To catch pheasants, we squatted on the ground and waited, and ended up squatting there all day. We even got punished by our master when we got back! Thinking about all those ridiculous things we did when we were young... Hehehe..." The old man in blue robes murmured to Ao Jun as if talking to himself, and then he started laughing foolishly.