That memory flashed through Sunri’s mind just as the pale blue glow in the workshop faded.
And then—
BOOM!
The iron door didn’t open.
It exploded inward, blown apart by a breaching charge.
Wood splinters and metal shards tore through the air.
Smoke flooded the underground chamber.
Six fully armed guards stormed inside.
Leading them was Jackson,
his firearm switched to wide?spread mode,
the muzzle glowing a dangerous red.
“So he did have accomplices!” Jackson roared.
“Take them all!”
The battle erupted instantly.
Ye Lingyun moved first.
His speed left afterimages in the dim room.
Azure Cloud Sword flashed—
not toward a person,
but toward the steam pipes running along the wall.
“Qingfeng Style, First Form—Severing the Flow!”
Sword?qi sliced cleanly through the pipe joints.
HSSSSHH—!
High?pressure steam burst out,
forming a blinding white curtain.
Two guards screamed, staggering back,
skin reddening under the scalding blast.
Sunri reacted next.
“Three left, two right, one in the back!”
He fired one?handed,
hunter’s instincts reading movement through the steam.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
Three shots—none lethal.
- The first hit a guard’s steam?gun connector—sparks erupted as the valve ruptured.
? The second struck the stone floor—debris forced another guard to dodge.
? The third hit the firing mechanism of the rear guard’s weapon—disabling it instantly.
“Damn it—he’s got a gun!”
Their formation wavered.
Ye Lingyun slipped through the steam.
His footwork was ghostlike,
each step following a rhythm too refined for the cramped space.
The second guard barely registered movement
before Ye Lingyun was already beside him.
“Qingfeng Style, Second Form—Silken Coil!”
The sword didn’t strike.
The sheath did.
It wrapped around the guard’s weapon arm like a serpent,
twisting sharply.
The guard’s wrist buckled—
his weapon flew free.
Ye Lingyun spun,
driving an elbow into the man’s ribs.
The guard collapsed.
A third guard fired.
The special round burst mid?air,
unfolding into a metal net.
Ye Lingyun didn’t dodge.
He advanced.
“Qingfeng Style, Third Form—Breaking Clouds!”
Azure Cloud Sword finally left its sheath.
The blade spun,
tracing tight, overlapping arcs.
The moment the net touched the spinning sword?circle—
it shredded into glittering fragments.
Ye Lingyun burst through,
striking the guard’s temple with the flat of his blade—
precise, controlled, non?lethal.
“Troublesome bastard!”
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The remaining guards regrouped.
Jackson’s expression darkened.
He hadn’t expected these outsiders to be this dangerous—
especially the swordsman,
whose movements bordered on inhuman.
He raised his gun,
but steam and bodies blocked his line of sight.
Meanwhile—
Lin Che and Amy had already lifted Roan.
The man’s face was deathly pale,
but the herbal gel Lin Che injected was barely keeping him conscious.
“Back there—behind the workbench—there’s a maintenance tunnel!”
Roan pointed weakly.
Pardy clung to Sunri,
small hands covering his ears,
eyes wide with fear—
but he didn’t cry.
Each gunshot made him flinch,
yet he stayed pressed against his father, trusting him completely.
Mo?Dou had vanished upward.
The instant the door blew open,
the black cat leapt onto the highest pipes.
Now it perched in the shadows,
golden eyes cold and unblinking,
tail swaying lazily—
as if the life?and?death struggle below
was either irrelevant
or already decided.
“Go!” Sunri shouted.
He fired two more shots,
suppressing the guards trying to flank them.
Ye Lingyun shifted into defensive swordwork.
Azure Cloud Sword wove a shimmering barrier,
deflecting every special round.
Some rounds burst on the walls,
spraying adhesive gel—
none touched even the hem of his robe.
“What is this monster?!” a guard cried.
Jackson finally found an angle.
He exhaled, pulled the trigger—
Not a bullet.
A barbed grappling anchor shot out,
steel cable trailing behind.
A capture weapon.
Ye Lingyun’s pupils tightened.
The angle was vicious—
cutting off every escape route.
He braced to take it head?on—
Sunri fired.
A perfect shot.
The bullet curved slightly,
striking the anchor at the joint between head and shaft.
The weak point shattered.
The anchor veered off,
embedding harmlessly in the wall.
Jackson stared at Sunri, stunned.
That level of marksmanship…
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[True Page]
[Name] Sunri
[Designation] Hunter
[Level] 4
[Attributes]
Perception / Empathy / Instinct
[Skills]
Firearm Mastery
Accuracy: Initiate → Insight
Auto?Correction: Initiate → Insight
Weak?Point Hit: Initiate
Sixth Sense
Weak?Point Detection: Initiate → Insight
Tracking
Scent Analysis: Initiate
Footprint Logic: Unawakened
Silent Step
Weight Distribution: Initiate
Protective Instinct
Threat Priority: Initiate
[Revelation]
???
A flash of silver—
the True Page snapped shut.
[Name] Mo?Dou
[Designation] ???
[Level] ???
[Attributes] ???
[Skills]
Shadow Step (?) / Silent Leap (?) / Spatial Resonance (?) / Law Suppression (?) / + Concealment (?) / ???
[Revelation]
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“Now!” Roan shouted.
Amy had already pushed open the hidden panel behind the workbench,
revealing a narrow passage.
Lin Che half?carried Roan inside.
Amy followed.
Sunri shielded Pardy and entered.
Ye Lingyun was last.
Facing the charging guards,
he inhaled deeply,
raising Azure Cloud Sword vertically,
left hand forming a sword seal.
“Azure Cloud Heart Method—Mist Veil.”
The blade hummed.
A faint mist rose—
not steam,
but moisture drawn from the air by his inner force.
His figure blurred.
Several rounds shot into the mist—
vanishing without a trace.
By the time the guards dispersed the haze,
the passage door had closed seamlessly,
leaving no sign it had ever existed.
“Find it!
Find the switch!” Jackson roared,
slamming a fist into the wall.