Mutated Tao

Boom!

The explosion shattered the window and rocked the entire room.

Though Li Huowang had managed to hurl the grenade away, it had detonated far too close. The force of the blast slammed into him, sending him flying backward until he crashed into the wall. His back, which had barely scabbed over, tore open again from the impact. He started bleeding profusely.

“Shit! What the fuck are they doing!”

A ringing filled Li Huowang's ears as he pushed himself up with his right arm.

His right arm didn’t touch the ground. He stumbled and fell onto the ground again, realizing his body was different now.

When he glanced at his right hand, he discovered that all of his fingers had been completely blown off. Yet strangely, there was no pain, even as he stared at the bloody, mangled remains.

Li Huowang acted quickly. With his left hand, he loosened one shoelace and tightly tied it around his wrist to stem the bleeding, about three inches above the injury. Then, he untied his second shoelace and secured his knife to his left hand.

He was severely injured, but he was also very worried about the situation outside.

The battle outside was too bizarre. Although the Simings of Baiyu Capital had intercepted them, the Simings from Fu Shengtian had somehow managed to lob grenades into the house.

The situation was far worse than Li Huowang had anticipated. It wasn’t just a skirmish—Fu Shengtian could be trying to wipe them out completely.

The best-case scenario was that Qing Wanglai and the others hadn’t been quick enough to block the grenades. The worst-case scenario? That everyone outside was already dead.

Li Huowang assumed the latter. He’d lived long enough to always expect the worst.

Still, this reassured Li Huowang that their previous actions were steps in the right direction. Zhao Shuangdian’s plans to destroy the drug factory and the forgotten Siming on the sea had indeed threatened them.

Li Huowang ran into Wu Qi’s room and saw Yang Na. She was about to run out with a first-aid kit.

“Huowang, your hand—”

“Ignore it. Listen to me. I will rush outside in a moment. When you hear explosions, I want you to escape through the back window. Got it?”

Li Huowang recalled Yang Na’s figure in the sea and shuddered. He didn’t want it to happen again.

Li Huowang planted a kiss on her lips before mustering the strength to drag his battered body and sprint into the messy hall.

His hearing slowly came back, and he was soon able to hear the sounds of fighting up ahead.

He sighed in relief—his side hadn’t been completely wiped out yet.

Fu Shengtian’s Simings had attacked them in their own home. There was no point in overthinking the situation, so Li Huowang ran outside and hid in a bush.

He soon located the source of the sounds. Li Huowang noticed that most of the enemies were hidden in the bamboo forest, so he stealthily approached them from behind.

As he was about to attack one of them, his scalp tingled. He bent down and narrowly dodged a bullet.

There are hidden sentries!

Li Huowang rapidly located the shooter and ran toward him.

Before the shooter could fully reload, Li Huowang chopped off three of his fingers.

He stabbed mercilessly at the shooter’s stomach, but the enemies had anticipated his attacks and prepared stab-proof vests. Li Huowang’s knife didn’t manage to wound the shooter. R𝖆ΝＯ𝐛Ɛꞩ

Li Huowang and the shooter fought viciously in the bamboo forest. Li Huowang had lost an arm, while the shooter had lost three fingers.

The shooter tried to disarm Li Huowang, but Li Huowang had already tied the knife to his hand. Neither was able to harm the other.

Seeing an opening, Li Huowang swung at the shooter’s exposed neck. But the Siming grabbed the blade with gloved hands, stopping it inches from their throat.

They grappled viciously until, suddenly, a knife pierced through the shooter’s neck from behind.

The shooter looked down with shock before slumping and dying.

As the shooter fell to the ground, Li Huowang looked up and saw Yang Na covered in blood in front of him.

She was panting, her knife still dripping with blood. She had stabbed the Siming from the back and saved Li Huowang.

Yang Na steadied herself before smiling. “I am the Heavenly Mater. I cannot run. Without me, you cannot kill them.”

She then looked at Li Huowang and said naturally, “Ji Zai, stop getting distracted. They are fighting so hard outside. You need to help them.”

Li Huowang was indeed distracted. Yang Na’s figure seemed to shift, blurring into a different entity.

Bam! The sound of a gunshot snapped him back to reality. He pulled Yang Na down onto the ground. “Follow me!”

“Alright!” Yang Na replied without a hint of fear. In fact, she was excited due to Li Huowang's apparent encouragement.

Li Huowang took note of everyone’s location.

It was clear that their enemies came prepared. They were all in places that were easy to defend, and they coordinated well.

Fu Shengtian’s retaliation was fierce. To destroy the Baiyu Capital, they used fifteen Simings in total.

However, the biggest problem was the two Simings situated on the roof of the mansion opposite Li Huowang.

They could just lie down on the roof and shoot continuously, so Qing Wanglai and Zhao Shuangdian struggled to return fire. Their predicament forced them to remain passive.

Li Huowang called Qing Wanglai again.

“It’s me! Yang Na came out to help. This place isn’t safe. I need you to create a diversion at ten o’clock. I’ll try to deal with the snipers on the roof across us.

“Stop bullshitting me! Three Ancient Ones, let them destroy your home if you dare!”n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Li Huowang hung up.