Song of Adolescence

Chapter 80 Arhat Demon Subjugation

The Murderous Dread sword in Lei Wujie’s hand suddenly emitted a red light. He shouted fiercely, “Stop!” But, all the glowing butterflies seemed to fear and avoid the power of the Murderous Dread sword. They returned to their original place in an instant. Lei Wujie swung the Murderous Dread sword sideways, the blade emitted a sudden cry and the butterflies scattered in retreat.

The ferocity of the Murderous Dread sword had always been unmatched among all swords!

What demon dared to try anything before it?

Lei Wujie gave a shallow laugh, his red clothes flying.

“You have a good sword,” the lady in white remarked faintly, her voice coming from nowhere.

“You also have a good head.” Lei Wujie suddenly raised one of the swords in his hand, stabbed it into the ground, yelling fiercely, “Break the array!”

The surrounding air trembled violently for a moment, then the illusionary Dream Butterfly Array seemed to teeter on the verge of collapse.

“With just one sword?” The lady in white appeared suddenly, waved a finger lightly then whispered, “Firefly.” Tens of glowing butterflies flew out of her sleeve, heading towards Lei Wujie.

Lei Wujie laughed. “No, with my two swords.” In that moment, the Rainfall sword on his back flew out of its sheath. Lei Wujie gripped the Rainfall sword and swung at the butterflies again. “These little insects are only just so, what’s there to be afraid of?” But, when the sword cut through the butterflies, something incredible happened. The butterflies suddenly combined into a flame, igniting onto the blade. Lei Wujie was already shocked, but the flame of butterflies transformed into a fire snake and started to slide towards him. In a state of panic, Lei Wujie hurriedly withdrew his sword and retreated.

The lady in white took a step forward, gripped the Rainfall sword, and asked coldly, “What about now?”

About ten feet away from the two of them, Su Changli was sitting on the ground, that great sword standing next to him. Lei Wujie, who was inside the array, couldn’t see him, but he could clearly see everything happening inside the array. Behind him, that enchanting lady in purple as well as the lady in red holding a flower were sitting on the treetop, flashing their legs and watching Lei Wujie with amusement.

“Mu-jiejie is really skillful. She snatched both swords in no time,” the lady in purple said with a smile.

The lady in red was playing with the flower in her hand. “Looks like you won’t get your turn, Changli.”

Su Changli was eyeing that Murderous Dread sword with a smile. “What do you brats know? While that Murderous Dread sword is standing inside the array, it’s absorbing the demonic energy of the Dream Butterfly Array. If Mu Liangyue cannot defeat Lei Wujie within one incense stick, then once the array is broken and the illusions are gone, Lei Wujie will be able to kill her with one sword move.”

“Is that sword so powerful? Could it be imbued with some Daoist immortal arts?” The lady in red spoke with surprise.

“It’s not a Daoist sword. The Murderous Dread sword belonged to Lei Hong of Lei Clan. He forged the sword out of a meteor rock. It’s said that the sword is incredibly powerful, and can destroy the souls of evil spirits. It’s the nemesis of the Severed Space Array. Looks like the unlucky one is Mu Liangyue. She’s the one who has met an opponent she should never meet,” Su Changli spoke faintly.

“Sigh. I thought this time, we’d be able to carry out this mission together with the infamous Mu Family secret arts expert and have an easier time.” The lady in purple flipped over and landed next to Su Changli. “What are we waiting for? Let's prepare to attack.”

Su Changi waved his hand. “There’s no hurry. The butterfly array has not been broken yet. Mu Liangyue still has time. Lei Wujie can’t use his swords now. Mu Liangyue has a chance.”

The lady in white named Mu Liangyue had just captured the Rainfall sword in her grip, yet she could feel a strong resistance from the Rainfall sword. Once her hand trembled, the sword would break free. She leapt up furiously and stepped one foot onto the sword, pressing it onto the ground. “You have no sword. Do you think you can still fight?” With that, she reached out a sleeve and the glowing butterflies attacked again.

“I don’t have my sword, but I have my fists.” Lei Wujie attacked with a fist.

The Lei Clan Blazing Arts and Unseen Fists. These were Lei Wujie’s most familiar martial arts. He struck out with one fist, raised a howling wind, and turned the flying butterflies into dust. Even before they came near him, they were burnt into ashes.

Mu Liangyue hurriedly raised her hand, and spoke with a low voice, “Binding cocoon!”

Lei Wujie was stunned for a moment, as he saw a cocoon come out of the ground and wrap around himself!

“Binding cocoon?” Su Changli narrowed his eyes. “Mu Liangyue has already cultivated her butterfly array to the binding cocoon stage?”

Of course, a human can’t just grow a cocoon out of thin air. Yet, Lei Wujie who was trapped inside one could definitely feel a powerful pressure around him. He felt as if the cocoon was slowly sucking away his energy. Lei Wujie closed his eyes, trying hard to think of a way to break this strange array.

The Dream Butterfly Array was developed from the Severed Space Array, so it was an unorthodox method. It’s said back when the Demonic Cult invaded eastward, they laid down a Severed Space Array a hundred miles long, and within it were demons and monsters and the procession of ghosts. This type of demonic arts could be broken by only two methods, by Daoist arts or Buddhist arts. Only the Daoist priests from the mountain on the other side would know Daoist arts, but when it came to Buddhist arts, Lei Wujie just happened to personally know a very powerful monk. That monk also happened to have taught him a fist martial arts. During the last three months when Lei Wujie trained his sword, he would still repeat the fist skill once every single day. Because he’d practiced it so, his eyes and heart were clear, and he was filled with an unspeakable and free delight.

Lei Wujie opened his eyes, and finally struck out with one fist. An ordinary skill with nothing fantastic about it, even seven-year-old monks from Shaolin Temple are familiar with a few of the moves, the Grand Arhat Fist.

The cocoon broken, Lei Wujie’s eyes seemed to emit a golden light. He took one step out, his voice deep as a bronze bell. He raised his right fist and spoke clearly, “I have a fist move called ‘the sensory world is illusory’.”

Mu Liangyue’s white clothes fluttered under the fist’s power and her expression started to show a tinge of fear.

He raised his left fist. “I have another fist move, called ‘free from human desires and passions’.”

Mu Liangyue withdrew hastily, releasing the Rainfall sword, and retreated in a hurry.

“Arhat demon subjugation, all demons retreat!” Lei Wujie shouted.

The Murderous Dread sword responded, lifting from the ground, and tore open the illusionary environment bit by bit, before it flew back into Lei Wujie’s right hand. The Rainfall sword also responded to his cry and instantly flew back into Lei Wujie’s left hand. Lei Wujie held the Murderous Dread sword in his right hand, the Rainfall sword in his left hand, and proudly declared, “The array is broken.”

“But you’re about to die.” An amused voice replied, and a great sword came down on Lei Wujie’s back.

Lei Wujie was just about to turn around, but he realised his feet were in pain. He looked down and realised the lithe lady in purple was holding two short swords, locking them onto his right leg. Again, he felt a flash before his eyes and what looked like a flower falling towards him. He raised his head to look, and it was the lady in red who was holding onto that red flower, turning it slowly in her hand. The sharp stem of the red flower was locked onto his throat.

“Su House, Su Changli.” Su Changli said, holding his great sword.

“Su House, Su Hongxi.” The lady holding the flower moved the flower just slightly and drew a line of blood.

“Su House, Su Ziyi.” The lithe lady seemed to be rather lethargic. She lay sideways on the ground, but the hands holding the two swords gathered just a bit closer together.

A death trap.

This was truly a death trap more deadly than all other death traps.