Chapter 797: Chapter 797

Linghu Baimei knew that her fate was now irreversibly tied to Fang Bai’s. In this battle, if Fang Bai lost, her end would be tragic, whereas if Fang Bai won, she would have a chance to survive.

Therefore, Linghu Baimei cared about the outcome of this duel more than anyone else present.

When she saw Fang Bai facing the attack of three powerful opponents, instead of focusing and preparing to fend off the strike with all his might, he closed his eyes, displaying a posture of extreme arrogance. Linghu Baimei, out of sheer desperation, almost burst into tears.

Although Linghu Qianjiao had not interacted much with Fang Bai, she believed that Fang Bai was not the kind of person to be arrogant and haughty. She widened her eyes, watching him intently, thinking that if only Fang Bai could calmly withstand the full-force attack of the three experts, perhaps within three moves, there really was hope for victory.

In the blink of an eye, the staff in Isabella’s hand, coiled with the Lightning Snake, had already struck close to Fang Bai, less than a foot away from his body.

It was at this moment that Isabella noticed a strange smile appearing on the corner of Fang Bai’s lips. Her eyes twitched, and a sense of alertness and unease suddenly rose within her—a strong premonition of crisis unique to a Heaven Level Expert enveloped her, causing her hair to stand on end and her body to feel icy cold.

"Why do I have this feeling? Does he still have some powerful means of retaliation?"

Isabella was shocked and had the instinctive urge to retreat, but at this point, her attack had reached its zenith, like an arrow that had already left the bow and could no longer be recalled.

"Thinking you can endure my strike with your physical body, no matter how strong you are, it’s still impossible!"

Isabella thought to herself.

Sardin and Huo Niao, harboring the same thoughts as Isabella, shot fierce glares filled with determination to deal Fang Bai a severe blow with their attack.

A pair of fists, two staves, and three streams of Essence Energy blasted toward Fang Bai from different directions at the same time.

Strangely enough, when the three massive forces hit Fang Bai, they seemingly vanished into the depths of the ocean, leaving no trace. There was neither the expected thunderous noise nor any fluctuation of Essence Energy.

Upon looking again at Fang Bai, he stood there with his head held high, a smile on his lips, as stable as a mountain, unmoving.

Seeing the faint glint of purple in Fang Bai’s left eye, the black flame swirling in his right eye, and the semblance of heat waves rising around him, Isabella immediately thought of something terrifying. Her complexion drastically changed as she drew back her right hand, trying to retract the staff that struck Fang Bai.

Sardin and Huo Niao, seeing that Fang Bai was unharmed under the combined strike of the three, also realized that something was amiss and wanted to retreat.

They reacted quickly enough, but still not faster than Fang Bai.

Fang Bai suddenly shouted, and his body shook lightly. The energies of water, fire, and lightning that Isabella, Sardin, and Huo Niao had bombarded him with cycled through his body before he returned them to the attackers, and the ferocity of his counter was double what the three had inflicted on him.

It was a direct application of their own tactics against them.

Fang Bai withstood the collective strike from the three with his formidable physical body, absorbed their power to augment it, and then unleashed it back at them in a powerful counterattack.

Although this ability could be considered miraculous, any other martial artist, without a body as robust as Fang Bai’s, would find it impossible to achieve.

Three ear-shattering explosions almost sounded at the same time.

In the midst of the resounding noise, Isabella, Sardin, and Huo Niao’s bodies were swept backwards by the force of Essence Energy released by Fang Bai, rolling out just like leaves caught in a wild wind before falling onto the ground several meters away.

Isabella and Sardin spat out blood in succession, their faces deathly pale, both seriously injured.

Huo Niao’s injuries were even graver as blood flowed from all seven orifices, and he fainted outright.

Linghu Qianjiao and Linghu Baimei saw Fang Bai standing there without having moved a single hand or foot and yet had severely wounded Isabella, Sardin, and Huo Niao. Their phoenix eyes widened, and their mouths gaped open, petrified in shock.

They had originally thought that no matter how strong Fang Bai was, he was only at the same level as Isabella, a Martial Artist of equal standing. They had never imagined that he would take on three opponents and win.

The predetermined agreement of three rounds of combat, yet Fang Bai hadn’t even made one move before claiming victory. His strength was truly frightening.

"Miss Isabella, may we leave now?"

Fang Bai asked with a smile, his face devoid of any smugness, as if he had merely completed an insignificant trivial task.

"Mr. Fang’s divine prowess is unparalleled, we are far from your match. Please go ahead..."

Before Isabella could finish her sentence, she "wah" vomited another mouthful of fresh blood.

Although her strength was greater than both Sardin’s and Huo Niao’s, the backlash she suffered was much worse, which is why, excluding Huo Niao, her injuries were the most severe.

Isabella also knew that her injuries this time would take at least three to five years to recover to her peak condition.

"In that case, we bid you farewell! Miss Linghu, let’s go!"

Fang Bai beckoned to Linghu Qianjiao and Linghu Baimei, who were still standing there dazed, and then turned to walk towards the villa’s main gate.

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Fang Bai glanced at Linghu Baimei and saw she still wore a look of shock on her face, also having lost the courage to lock gazes with him as before. He knew his display of power had subdued her. With a faint smile, he lightly patted her and said, "Alright, from now on, you are once again a free person!"

Linghu Baimei checked herself and, realizing her strength had been fully restored, visibly sighed with relief.

Her expression complex, she looked at Fang Bai, her lips moving slightly before she finally said, "You saved my life. From now on, I will no longer attempt to assassinate you. Let’s consider our grudges settled!"

Pausing, she exhaled deeply and murmured to herself, "I’ve taken a few jobs to assassinate you. If I cancel these, I’ll have to compensate the employers twice the price... This loss is huge!"

Linghu Qianjiao frowned and chided softly, "Sister, after going through all this, do you still want to continue with such work? Wouldn’t it be better if you and your sister..."

She hadn’t finished speaking when she was interrupted by Linghu Baimei, "Linghu Qianjiao, don’t bother persuading me, I’m not going to join you in doing any ’charity work’... You are you, I am me, our paths are different and do not converge! In the future, you walk your Sun Path, and I’ll cross my Dumu Bridge!"

Seeing that she still couldn’t persuade her younger sister, Linghu Qianjiao’s face was etched with sadness, and her heart filled with sorrow as she shook her head and sighed repeatedly.

Seeing this, Fang Bai felt a softness in his heart and said to Linghu Baimei, "Is killing really that interesting to you?"

Although Linghu Baimei’s attitude towards Fang Bai wasn’t as tough as before, she wasn’t about to suddenly become polite just yet, responding coldly, "First, by taking assignments to kill, I can make a lot of money, which I need for the daily expenses of the sisters under my charge; second, I am a Martial Artist, and killing... especially killing other Martial Artists, is a kind of Cultivation for me; third, killing requires both wits and bravery, I find it thrilling!"