CHAPTER 689: CHAPTER 689: DON’T HURT THE NEIGHBORS WHEN FIGHTING

Next day, early morning.

Two ear-piercing screams came from a room.

Immediately following, with a bang, a figure crashed through the wall and flew out.

"Junior Sister Bai, let me explain, it’s not what you think..." Mo Wuji, gray-faced and disheveled, was wearing only pants, with a bare upper body.

He woke up to find someone lying next to him. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was Bai Jingqing, and she was completely unclothed, leaving him utterly stunned.

As a result, before he could gather his thoughts, Bai Jingqing woke up, screamed twice, and kicked him flying.

Fortunately, in his panic, he grabbed his pants and quickly put them on as he was thrown back.

A few minutes later, it wasn’t Bai Jingqing who appeared first, but a cold, sharp blade.

Swoosh!

Movement like the wind, the sword like a ray.

A chillingly sharp edge, with Sword Qi fierce like a poison snake flicking its tongue, aimed straight at Mo Wuji’s throat.

Mo Wuji’s figure flickered and dodged away.

Swoosh!

Bai Jingqing swung a sword in mid-air, shooting out dozens of Sword Qi.

Mo Wuji hurriedly evaded.

Boom!

The stone table they were drinking and chatting on last night was split into dozens of pieces by the Sword Qi.

"See, wasn’t I prescient?"

On the rooftop, Qin Yi, the Village Chief, and three women from Baihua Pavilion sat in a row.

The Village Chief gave Qin Yi an annoyed glance, "If they keep going like this, my house will be destroyed."

"No worries, if it’s destroyed, I’ll help you rebuild it."

Hiss...!

Countless Sword Qi wandered the air, Mo Wuji flashed like lightning, and the ground was slashed into dozens of ravines, with dirt flying everywhere.

"You beast, if I don’t kill you today, I swear not to be human."

Bai Jingqing’s pretty face was so grim it almost dripped water, full of murderous intent.

"Junior Sister Bai, it’s really not what you think, I don’t even know how this happened?" Mo Wuji was at a loss for words, explaining desperately.

Bai Jingqing was furiously mad, crazily pursuing Mo Wuji, showing no signs of stopping unless she killed him.

"Junior Sister Bai, don’t hurt yourself." Mo Wuji exclaimed in horror, Bai Jingqing’s attacks were chaotic, nearly injuring herself multiple times.

"No need for your hypocrisy, today I must kill you and then take my own life." Bai Jingqing charged forward wielding her sword.

"Tsk tsk... truly touching, see, what is love called? Kill Young Master Mo then commit suicide, truly deep emotions like the sea, following to death, without regrets, I’m touched, aren’t you?"

The Village Chief and the three women all looked at Qin Yi, thinking: Could you be any more shameless?

"I don’t dare move, I’m afraid she’ll come up with the sword to hack me." The Village Chief said, full of speechlessness.

Qin Yi wiped non-existent tears of emotion from the corner of his eyes, patted the Village Chief’s shoulder: "I didn’t see it, you’re quite humorous."

The Village Chief rolled his eyes, humorous my ass, he was speaking the truth. Bai Jingqing was a bit irrational now, if he dared speak, he would surely be hunted down.

Swoosh!

Bai Jingqing, after all, was an expert about to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm, even if she lost her mind, her attack speed was something no one dared underestimate.

The longsword in her hand turned into a cold light, lightning fast reaching Mo Wuji’s front, stabbing straight at his throat.

Mo Wuji’s face changed dramatically, the aura around his body surged, he reached out with two fingers, clamped the sword blade, pulled and pushed, and actually sent Bai Jingqing flying.

Qin Yi squinted slightly, this was borrowing force from Tai Chi, Mo Wuji used this move quite skillfully, otherwise he wouldn’t dare catch bare steel barehanded, this guy indeed had some skill.

Bai Jingqing was slightly taken aback too, not expecting Mo Wuji to be stronger than she imagined.

Boom!

A terrifying aura swept out from Bai Jingqing, lifting the dust from the ground.

The longsword in her hand formed a sword dance, layers of sword shadows floated in the air, as the sword spun, more and more dense Sword Qi appeared, amounting to hundreds.

"Rain of Endless Swords."

Bai Jingqing coldly shouted, stabbing the longsword into the air.

Swoosh!

The icy sword shadows filled the sky like raindrops, overwhelming and shooting toward Mo Wuji.

"Junior Sister Bai, calm down."

Mo Wuji was shocked, his face anxious as he shouted, but his movements were swift, the power around him surged, he extended his hand, forefinger and middle finger pinched together like forming a sword technique, only to see black light flicker, drawing in mid-air.

Mo Wuji’s hands casually traced through the air, the phenomena seemed like painting in the void, but after each stroke, a black aura remained, forming a black sword shadow, instantly hundreds of black Sword Qi floated.

"Go."

Mo Wuji lightly waved with two fingers, hundreds of black Sword Qi shot out explosively.

Boom boom...!

Hundreds of Sword Qi collided in mid-air, constantly exploding, the storm swept through, the flowers and grass in the yard were completely destroyed, and the stone table and stools, already shattered into pieces, were directly ground into powder by the Sword Qi.

Qin Yi’s eyes showed surprise, because Mo Wuji’s ability to write Sword Intent in the air was the most exquisite Cultivation Technique he had seen besides his own.

Moreover, Mo Wuji not only condensed Sword Intent freely, but also controlled the quantity, exactly matching Bai Jingqing’s Sword Qi in number, not more, not less, just enough to block Bai Jingqing’s Sword Qi.

Bai Jingqing was full of murder intent, but surprise appeared in her eyes, "You actually mastered Painting Sword?"

"Junior Sister Bai, please calm down first, we were both too drunk last night... I’m not shirking responsibility, if I really intended to take advantage of you, I wouldn’t mind being killed or minced, but please give me a chance to understand what actually happened."

Bai Jingqing sneered, "I couldn’t tell, it turns out that the strongest in the Mo Family isn’t Mo Tianhao, but you. Mo Wuji, you have deep schemes, you’re truly able to endure. No wonder you collaborated with that shameless Qin Yi, turns out the two of you are birds of a feather."

"Hey hey hey, don’t involve neighbors in your fight, okay? How am I shameless? Truly, like the saying: helping the husband into bed, only to throw the matchmaker over the wall. I’m even more wronged than Lv Dongbin."

Upon hearing the cries of injustice, Mo Wuji and Bai Jingqing simultaneously looked up at the rooftop, froze slightly, seeing Qin Yi and others sitting in a row, as if watching a show, just missing a pack of sunflower seeds or popcorn.

Bai Jingqing pointed her longsword at Qin Yi, "It’s your doing, isn’t it?"

"What do you mean my doing?" Qin Yi wore a face of grievance, "Little Bai Fairy, you know your own behavior when drunk, don’t you? I really didn’t expect your drinking habits to be so poor?"

"Let me tell you, you’re really brazen chasing Mo Shao with a sword, the real victim should be Mo Shao."

"Mo Shao, do you remember what happened last night?"

Mo Wuji shook his head, completely bewildered.

"Oh, it’s fine if you don’t know, I’ll tell you slowly in a bit, but for now, put your pants on properly, don’t you feel cold with the wind blowing?"

Mo Wuji looked down, his face turned red on the spot, hurriedly covering his front, possibly because the pants split when he broke through the wall.

Qin Yi looked at Bai Jingqing and said seriously, "Little Bai Fairy, actually the one who should really claim injustice isn’t you, it’s Young Master Mo. Because, you’re the one who forced yourself on Mo Shao, not the other way around."