Rise to God with Life Skill Professions-Chapter 395 - 385: Tang Zizhen’s Strange Behavior

Burning the divine soul knows no limits.

The moment these words were uttered, it felt like a cold wind had swept across the earth, freezing everything in its path, causing everyone present to shiver.

Qin An held Fang Yun’s neck tightly, as Fang Yun struggled to break free.

But no matter how hard he tried, it was of no use.

The terrifying power of the divine soul burned, transforming into endless qi blood, sealing his entire body.

Before coming, he already knew all of Qin An’s background and also knew Qin An had a Blood Burning Secret Skill.

Based on Qin An’s various performances, Fang Yun knew the limit of this Secret Skill and understood that even though it was quite formidable, it couldn’t harm him at all.

Yet he never expected that, at this moment, Qin An would break through the limits.

Not only could he hurt him, but he could also kill him.

The terror in Fang Yun’s eyes grew, and he shouted: "Are you crazy? Are you really insane? Do you not know the huge side effects of burning half of the divine soul?"

Qin An smiled slightly: "I know the side effects are severe, but I also know one thing."

"What thing?" Fang Yun spat out these words through clenched teeth.

Qin An said calmly: "As long as there is still divine soul, it can be used as a seed for recovery, and my recovery ability and speed exceed far beyond the ordinary, half of the divine soul to me is just a matter of time."

As long as the divine soul is not deficient or completely consumed, it can slowly recover, depending on the person.

Thus, when Qin An was using it, he had no hesitation.

Upon hearing this, the fear in Fang Yun’s eyes kept unfolding.

He was afraid.

At this moment, Fang Yun seemed to see death transformed into a silhouette, opening its bloody mouth at him, ready to swallow him whole.

He also felt the murderous intent from Qin An, like raging river waves burying him entirely.

The cold and biting feeling was like ants crawling all over his body.

Fang Yun opened his mouth, wanting to plead for mercy.

But before he could utter a word, Qin An tightened his grip on his right hand, fingers narrowing.

Terrifying qi blood power poured into Fang Yun’s entire body through the fingers.

Fang Yun screamed, feeling the qi blood instantly overflowing throughout his body.

Before he could say a word, Qin An snapped his neck.

The headless body fell to the ground, transforming into divine soul power and vanished.

Qin An looked at the head in his hand, calmly tossed it high.

In everyone’s sight, Fang Yun’s head drew an arc before it hit the ground and disappeared as divine soul power.

Yet whether Zhou Yuanfeng and the mountain patrol generals or the group of Jianghu people, they could all see the horror on Fang Yun’s face.

Zhou Yuanfeng was the first to come back to his senses, laughing heartily: "Well done, Qin An!"

Tang Zizhen bit her red lips, saying nothing, but her eyes couldn’t hide the admiration for Qin An.

As for the rest of the Jin Mansion Generals, aside from shock, they began to hold Qin An in deep reverence.

Facing Fang Yun, who had Half-Step Unity Realm and unlimited recovery capacity, Qin An could still kill him, showing not only Qin An’s profound skills but also his quick wit during battle.

After all, even if they were in Qin An’s shoes with his skills, they might not have burned half of the divine soul so decisively.

This required not just courage, but also extreme judgment.

The Jianghu people felt panic immediately upon watching, since their strongest, Fang Yun, had been easily killed, how could they win?

A sense of defeat coursed through the Jianghu crowd.

But they could not escape.

The Soul Reverse Array was not as simple as imagined; leaving was impossible, otherwise Fang Yun wouldn’t have died, he could have escaped given the chance.

In other words, they were now like beasts trapped in a cage, left only to fight desperately.

"Kill Qin An first, killing him gives us a chance to survive!"

It was unclear which Inner God Realm Perfection master said this, as the Jianghu people’s eyes turned blood-red, charging at Qin An like madmen.

Qin An watched them rush forward, slightly raising the corners of his mouth, his figure flickered, using the Dragon Yin Two Elements Shadow Step, disappearing from his spot.

When he reappeared, he was already among the crowd.

Facing the Jianghu people charging at him, Qin An wielded his blade, the bright flashes slicing through repeatedly.

Since his Heart Method reached the fourteenth level, Inner God Realm Perfection was mere plaything in his eyes, not even requiring Secret Techniques.

Every strike sent a head flying high.

As Qin An’s straight blade fell continuously, this group of Jianghu people finally felt fear.

They wanted to retreat, but stepping back invited swifter attacks.

Zhou Yuanfeng and Tang Zizhen along with Jin Mansion Generals quickly reacted, joining the battlefield to fight alongside Qin An.

The slaughter, like blooming flowers, continued spreading.

The eyes of the Jianghu people were already numb, but it didn’t stop their fate.

...

Half an hour later.

When the last Jianghu person was slain under Qin An’s blade, Qin An sheathed his sword calmly, his gaze sweeping around. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The surroundings were still chaotic and dark.

At this moment, there was no one left but Qin An and his fellows.

The surrounding darkness was visibly trembling, as though on the verge of collapse.

Qin An said calmly: "This so-called method of leading the divine soul, is more like a prison; now that they’ve all died, we should be returning as well."

With his experience dealing with the Divine Soul Refining Body Skill and expertise in arrays, just a glance assured him that there was no trouble ahead.

Zhou Yuanfeng opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but was stopped by Qin An raising his hand.

"Mr. Zhou, no need to say more, I’ve grown tired of certain words."

When he first came into prominence and successfully reached the Great Success of the Inner God Realm, he’d heard enough words of envy, fear, flattery, and sycophancy.

What interested Qin An more now was the information about Wu Ning.

As soon as Qin An finished speaking, the surrounding darkness intensified further, and then everyone felt a force pulling at them, and the scene before their eyes blurred.

When they regained consciousness, they found themselves back in the courtyard of the Evil Extermination Bureau.

At this moment, the courtyard was silent, except for the Jin Mansion General, the only other one present was the unconscious Wu Ning lying quietly on the ground.

Zhou Yuanfeng quickly walked to Wu Ning, inspected him carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief: "His injuries are severe, but not life-threatening. It’s just unclear when he’ll wake up."

Qin An suddenly raised his index finger, channeling True Essence, and pierced it into Wu Ning’s blood vessels.

This action surprised many of the Jin Mansion Generals.

They didn’t know Qin An’s background nor understood what he meant by doing this.

Zhou Yuanfeng, however, was clear.

"Are the injuries stabilized?" Zhou Yuanfeng asked.

Qin An nodded and said, "They are stabilized and gradually improving. He should wake in about three days. During this period, make sure to guard closely."

Zhou Yuanfeng nodded and then turned to look at the many Jin Mansion Generals: "Everyone, today was a close call. From here on, assign people to guard closely. Don’t even let a fly in. Once he wakes up, everything will naturally become clear."

The many Jin Mansion Generals nodded unanimously, showing agreement.

Qin An stood up and said, "In that case, I’ll be leaving for now."

Today’s unexpected battle, although thrilling yet harmless, did consume quite a bit of energy.

At this moment, Qin An had expended much of his divine soul power and needed to hurry back to recover.

According to Qin An’s recovery ability, it would take a few days to recover the majority of his divine soul energy to peak condition.

However, during these few days, he wouldn’t just be recovering his divine soul; Qin An could multitask by training other skills.

Zhou Yuanfeng nodded and said, "You’ve expended a lot today, you should go first. If there’s news, I’ll have someone notify you immediately."

Qin An said no more and turned to leave the courtyard.

Everyone watched Qin An leave before retracting their gaze.

Then, they didn’t continue discussing Qin An, instead switching topics to detail how to ensure Wu Ning’s safety.

Tang Zizhen stood among the crowd, listening to others and casting her gaze toward Wu Ning, a glint in her eyes that was hard to detect.

The discussion soon ended, and Zhou Yuanfeng took the lead in determining the specific arrangements.

Everyone left one after the other.

Tang Zizhen turned her head and said, "I am also a bit tired today, I’ll return to rest first."

Zhou Yuanfeng nodded and said, "Rest assured, Senior Sister, I assure you there will be no more mistakes."

Tang Zizhen said no more and left Zhou Yuanfeng’s courtyard, heading to her own place.

...

Along the way, Prefecture Generals would occasionally pass by and greet Tang Zizhen as they encountered her.

Tang Zizhen, preoccupied, just responded briefly and said no more.

Back in her room, Tang Zizhen closed the door, looked at the oil lamp on the table, and reached out to light it.

The light of the oil lamp flickered in the darkness, constantly reflecting Tang Zizhen’s beautiful features.

However, a hint of gloom flashed across her originally beautiful face.

Tang Zizhen clenched her fist, placing it on the table, her expression like the sea, revealing no trace of change.

Just then, a clear sound rang out in the room.

Tang Zizhen abruptly turned around, her gaze sweeping toward the source of the sound.

When she saw the silhouette in the corner, her eyes became dazed, like wood.

From the corner, walked out a lady with a silver-embroidered token hanging from her waist.

The woman was fetchingly beautiful, with a graceful figure, yet an aura of killing intent emanated from her, like the vast sea.

Only after the lady emerged from the darkness did Tang Zizhen return to normal.

However, the trace of sorrow in her eyes grew even stronger.

"Senior Sister Chang, are you here to take my life?" Tang Zizhen said, a hint of self-mockery at the corners of her mouth.

Chang Yuan’en shook her head, walked to sit opposite Tang Zizhen, and slowly sat down: "Senior Sister is here, and you’re not even offering a cup of tea?"

Tang Zizhen said, "If Senior Sister wants tea, there’s some on the table, go ahead and pour it yourself. Why make fun of me? I suppose in Senior Sister’s eyes, I am already a dead person."

Chang Yuan’en shook her head, poured herself a cup of tea, and slowly drank it: "You and I entered the same sect around the same time. We were among the few female disciples favored by the teacher, which is why our relationship has always been good, even though we took different paths."

"You’ve become a Jin Mansion General, and I a Mountain Patrol Silver General, yet this doesn’t hinder our relationship."

"But the most important thing in Senior Sister’s heart is the teacher." Tang Zizhen shook her head and said, "If the teacher wants my life, I’ll let Senior Sister take it."

Chang Yuan’en suddenly looked up at Tang Zizhen and asked, "How did you find out?"

Tang Zizhen clenched her fist, saying, "I seem to have misunderstood what Senior Sister is talking about."

Chang Yuan’en chuckled lightly, her fingertip brushing across Tang Zizhen’s cheek: "Junior Sister, why pretend to be ignorant when you know the truth? If you say certain things to me, they would feel very false."

Tang Zizhen’s clenched fist slowly relaxed: "When the mysterious crossbow bolt was about to hit Wu Ning, everyone was dealing with it, and out of the corner of my eye, I happened to see Wu Ning. At that moment, Wu Ning was intimidated by the aura of the mysterious crossbow bolt and couldn’t make a sound, yet he mouthed a name."

"I could see his lip movements. He said Situ Shen, who is the teacher’s name."

Chang Yuan’en nodded and said, "Junior Sister, you’re as meticulous as ever. No wonder the teacher regards you so highly. Of course, that’s the very reason I came to you."

Tang Zizhen looked up and said, "If Senior Sister wants to say something, just say it directly. No need to beat around the bush here."

Chang Yuan’en set down the teacup, tapping her finger lightly on the table, her tone murderous: "Wu Ning must die, but we can’t act. Junior Sister is someone the teacher values highly, so why not let you be the one to kill Wu Ning? What do you say?"

With these words, silence fell over the room.