Dragon's Origin

Chapter 128: He's Here (Part 2)

Dai Wuji had a habit when fishing: he liked to soak his bare feet in the water. It was comfortable, cool, and pleasant—there was no better enjoyment.

The reason Wang Sheng chose this place to strike was because he was counting on Dai Wuji's habit. From the moment he stepped onto the small pier, he took off his shoes, rolled up his trouser legs, and strolled forward.

Yesterday, Wang Sheng endured another day, but the patrolling guards had already discovered the traces he had left near a deliberately left loophole in the mountains. It seemed Wang Sheng would soon be unable to restrain himself and would jump into the trap within the next few days.

Dai Wuji was happy because the comedy he was directing was about to reach its climax. But he was also a little afraid of that day's arrival, because once that day passed, there would be nothing fun left.

After the climax comes the curtain call, and after the curtain call comes the desolation. How unbearable would that be? It would be best if Wang Sheng could hold out for a few more days.

Just now, on the way here, Dai Wuji felt like he was being watched again. No need to ask, it must be Wang Sheng. This time it was strange; Dai Wuji actually sensed Wang Sheng's position. If he wasn't waiting for Wang Sheng to walk right into the net, Dai Wuji would have reached out and waved in that direction.

But Dai Wuji immediately restrained himself because he discovered that this time, Wang Sheng was observing him from somewhere on the opposite bank of the river. He couldn't see Wang Sheng, but he believed that since Wang Sheng could kill people from several miles away, he must be able to see him from several miles away.

The reason Wang Sheng dared to reveal his presence so brazenly must be because of this river, which was seven or eight miles wide. Dai Wuji smiled, scratched his chest as if to relieve an itch, felt the powerful protection of the inner armor, and then strode forward.

Reaching the end of the pier, Dai Wuji placed the small wooden stool behind him. Just as he was about to sit down, he suddenly felt an itch on his leg. A small black spider had jumped onto his leg at some point. The pier was made entirely of wood and was extremely simple, so a small insect on it was nothing new.

With Dai Wuji's cultivation, he would detect any mosquito or insect as soon as it touched him, and then his skin would flick, killing even the fastest-flying insects. Truly, no insect or ant could land on him.

A small spider was insignificant. Dai Wuji's leg muscles flicked lightly, and the black spider was sent flying somewhere. From the bottom of his heart, Dai Wuji didn't take it seriously.

Just as he was about to sit on the small wooden stool behind him and put his feet in the water, Dai Wuji suddenly felt some numbness and itching in his leg. He simply sat down on the small wooden stool and reached out to scratch.

After scratching twice, Dai Wuji suddenly realized something was wrong. Why couldn't he feel the area he was scratching? Poisoned? Dai Wuji was shocked. He straightened up, and his entire body's spiritual energy instantly circulated. With his seventh-level cultivation, even the most potent poison could be resisted for several hours as long as he used his spiritual energy for protection.

That much time was enough for him to identify the poison and take an antidote pill. Confident in his cultivation, Dai Wuji didn't panic at all. He was about to call for a few guards when he suddenly realized that as he used his spiritual energy, the intense feeling of paralysis spread throughout his body, and he couldn't even speak.

The four guards in the four directions suddenly noticed something unusual about their master. Dai Wuji was maintaining a straight sitting posture and had stopped moving, not even casting his fishing rod.

While they were wondering, the four of them saw Dai Wuji's body fall straight backward with a thud, hitting the small pier hard.

The four guards were all third-level experts. Seeing this, they knew that Dai Wuji must have been ambushed. Four figures, like four flashes of lightning, quickly rushed onto the small pier.

Two of them unhesitatingly helped Dai Wuji up, while the other two vigilantly guarded the surroundings, fearing Wang Sheng would suddenly attack at this moment.

Through the sniper scope, Wang Sheng, hidden on the opposite bank of the river, clearly saw this scene. Dai Wuji's sudden stop and fall were completely within Wang Sheng's expectations.

The small spider, waking up in an anesthetized state, would definitely hide in an unfamiliar place. The gap between the two pieces of wood was the best hiding place.

If someone stepped onto the pier, it would definitely alert the small spider. Especially after approaching within a警戒 range of a few dozen centimeters, the small spider would definitely attack at all costs; it was its nature.

Dai Wuji thought his cultivation was profound enough to flick away insects instantly, but this small spider was not to be trifled with either. At the moment of contact, its sharp fangs had instantly injected venom into Dai Wuji's body. Even if Dai Wuji flicked the small spider away as quickly as possible, it couldn't change the fact that he had been poisoned.

The protective inner armor he wore was useless. From the moment Dai Wuji stepped onto the pier barefoot, the tragedy was already doomed.

Watching the four guards rush onto the pier and help Dai Wuji up, Wang Sheng's finger unhesitatingly clicked on the detonation button displayed on his individual combat terminal.

The directional blast mine had long been converted to remote control mode. Across the seven or eight miles of river, the sniper rifle's range was insufficient to reach such a distance, but radio waves were different.

Wang Sheng had adjusted the transmission power of his individual combat terminal to the maximum. As long as it was within ten kilometers, the detonation signal could be clearly sent.

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Boom! Beneath the small pier, a violent explosion erupted. This last remaining directional blast mine unleashed its powerful explosive force, shattering the entire small pier into powder.

The four guards, along with Dai Wuji, were caught off guard and pierced by countless steel balls. Instantly, three guards were torn to pieces. One still-breathing guard, along with Dai Wuji's body, was lifted high into the air and then slammed heavily into the river water dozens of feet away.

The loud noise directly alarmed all the guards at the Dai family's ancestral tombs. In Wang Sheng's sniper scope view, at least four experts with cultivation far exceeding the other guards suddenly appeared, rushing towards the riverbank like arrows released from a bow.

"What a pity! Too late!" Wang Sheng shook his head, quickly retrieved his sniper rifle and individual combat terminal, stood up leisurely, and quickly left the spot according to the planned escape route.

By the time the Dai family's guards reached the riverbank, they could only stare blankly at the half of the small pier that had been turned into fragments and the flowing river.

Clusters of bloodstains and streaks of blood flowed with the river, but they could only see two guards with half their bodies shattered, lying half-dead by the riverbank. As for Dai Wuji and the remaining two guards, they had long been swept away by the current to who knows where.