Chapter 114 Chapter 114: Sister Nian, Try This One, This One Packs a Punch
Chapter 114: Sister Nian, Try This One, This One Packs a Punch
At this moment, the world within the painting had already been turned upside down by the earlier explosion, leaving a scene of utter chaos and devastation.
"Haha, I lost control of the power for a moment, you loner, don't be mad."
Nian, like Xi, is one of the twelve fragments of the "Sui" beast and is also her nominal older sister.
But obviously, Xi herself is not at all fond of this sister who disturbs her peace! In every sense of the word.
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Her small face was tense, her crimson pupils revealing a hint of killing intent. She held a large green-hilted vermilion sword in her hand, and ink traces faintly surged on the sword case in her right hand.
"I'll beat you back into your tomb."
"Eh, but that place has been destroyed for a long time now."
Xi and Nian were locked in a standoff, but at a moment unnoticed by both, a voice suddenly interjected.
"It seems I'm not too late."
"Hmm?"
Nian looked at the man on the ground with some surprise. When did this guy appear?
He actually managed to evade her perception!
"Kevin? Hmm, you came just in time."
Xi originally wanted to ask how he got in, but thinking of his endless array of miraculous methods, she wasn't surprised.
The corner of her mouth curved up. Not just not too late—he came at the perfect time.
Originally, she might not have had any way to deal with her own sister's terrible attitude, but now? Forget beating her back into that tomb.
It would be more than enough to paint her a brand new grave right here in the painting. She'd gift her a "Picture of Repentance and Buried Bones"!
"Well, well, I never thought my reclusive little sister now has an old flame. Where's that aloof, arrogant Xi from before? And here I was, worried about your mental state, which is why I specially came looking for you."
Nian opened her folding fan. She was very interested in this "third party."
To make the aloof and proud Xi show such an expression—this was no ordinary person's doing.
"Enough nonsense! Kevin, help me teach this nasty person a lesson."
Swinging her large sword to gather river ink, Xi closed in, the blade drawing a heavy arc of rainbow light.
A pitch-black river composed of thick ink surged toward Nian. Nian patted the wheel-like object beside her, and it grew with the wind.
Golden talismans flickered, protecting Nian behind them.
Boom!
The shield shook violently once but still stood like a mountain before its owner.
Rumble!
Nian looked up. Rubble tumbled, and a massive shadow enveloped the area for hundreds of miles around her—it was clearly a pitch-black mountain peak!
Silence! Oppression!
Nian drew her large sword, pale white and blazing red intertwined, and swung it fiercely into the air.
A sword light wrapped in towering flames severed the ink mountain! Vaporized it!
Black raindrops and steam rose, dissipating...
"My dear little sister, mere tricks like these can't handle me."
"Don't get carried away with your arrogance so soon, my 'sister' who's all show and no substance."
"Oh? How many times have you beaten me?"
"How many times doesn't matter. What matters when dealing with someone about to die is only—this time!"
Xi's jade-like fingertips moved slightly.
Rain threads entangled with painting; the scattered ink dots instantly condensed into black threads, winding around Nian's limbs, torso, and other parts.
Whoosh!
Blazing flames ignited on Nian's body in an instant. With an internal temperature of sixteen hundred degrees Celsius, such methods certainly couldn't restrain her for long.
The ultra-high temperature quickly melted the ink threads.
But just this moment was enough.
Whoosh!
Another light of primordial fire lit up, but it wasn't Nian's doing—it was—
"That man!"
The flames on Nian's body seemed suppressed by something. She reacted instantly, looking in astonishment at the man in casual wear in the distance.
A large sword made of a material she had never seen before, with a peculiar style, burned fiercely in his hands.
A line of light, a pillar of fire, erupted from deep within the core of the sword blade.
"Kevin, don't actually cut her to death."
Xi slightly retracted her sword tip, gathering its sharp edge. She was genuinely afraid Kevin might accidentally finish off this unreliable sister of hers.
Kevin understood in his heart but remained silent. He swung the large sword horizontally!
Blazing heat ignited the entire sky!
"Sichuan profanity What the hell is this thing? Hotter than me?!?"
It was already too late to dodge. The flames covering all directions and heights gave her no space to evade at all.
Boom!
The pillar of fire slammed fiercely onto her wheel-like shield. The moment it made contact, sweat appeared on her forehead, only to be completely evaporated by the terrifying high temperature moments later.
Sizzle!
The shield melted, burning a hole through it. And that pillar of fire also seemed to "coincidentally" lose its power. It didn't engulf her but stopped just three inches in front of her, its flames almost licking her hair.
Before she could even catch her breath, a green-red large sword as big as a door panel continuously enlarged in her vision through the hole in the shield.
Thud!
Old strength spent, new strength not yet born—Nian was thus heavily slammed into the ground by this "simple and unadorned" strike, splashing a pool of ink.
"Whew."
Satisfying!
Xi, having successfully ambushed her target, let out a long sigh of relief. Yes! This feeling of solid impact right on her face!
So satisfying!
Even when inspiration struck and she completed several paintings in one go back then, it wasn't as satisfying as this single strike!
"Pfft-cough— Two against one is dishonorable victory. Can't you guys have some chivalry?"
Quickly coughing out the ink in her mouth, Nian sat on the ground like this and complained.
"Hah, what chivalry is there to speak of when dealing with rude people? When you burned my paintings, you didn't talk about chivalry with me either. Thanks, Kevin."
One should not forget those who dug the well when drinking water. Xi expressed her thanks.
This made Nian's eyes almost pop out. Was this still her little sister who wouldn't acknowledge anyone once her temper flared up?
Truly something you see only after living long enough—she actually said thank you.
And that man's weapon?!
"No need. It was just a small effort."
Under Nian's gaze that was both fervent and regretful, Judgement slowly dissipated. The man shook his head.
While holding back, he also left an opening for Xi. Fortunately, she ultimately seized that fleeting opportunity.
"So you actually have friends now too? Hah, seems I worried about you for nothing."
"Hmph, your information is way too outdated. Getting hit like this isn't unjust."
Xi sneered. Even at a time like this, she didn't forget to stand off against Nian.
"Tsk, with your temper—ignoring people one moment, suddenly getting angry the next, always putting on a face—I never thought anyone besides me, your good sister, would be willing to put up with you. What? You fancy him?"
Nian couldn't help but doubt it. Besides their siblings, who could tolerate Xi's temper?
"Nonsense! He has a family. If you speak lightly again, you won't escape another lesson."
Xi rebuked sharply.
"Could it really be that I misunderstood?"
Nian scratched her head. After thinking it over and finding no loopholes in Xi's words, she didn't mind much:
"Hey, young man over there."
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"This weapon of yours packs quite a punch!"
She smiled brilliantly and gave a thumbs-up.
"......"
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