In his past life, Gao Xian had never been in a fight; he had only slain enemies in games.
At a critical moment, despite urging the White Plum Needle, Gao Xian couldn't deal with Lao Wang, causing him to feel a bit panicked.
Fortunately, Lan Jie, hidden deep within his brow, had been condensing the Five Elements Law Talisman, assisting him in channeling his power.
Coupled with the stimulation from Lao Wang's previous sword strike, his mental strength suddenly surged to its peak.
Lao Wang's backward somersault seemed slow and sluggish in Gao Xian's eyes.
However, his own movements were even slower and more sluggish than Lao Wang's.
Gao Xian was well aware that if he couldn't kill Lao Wang, he would be killed by him; there was no room for luck in this situation.
It was too late to surrender and beg for mercy now!
Although Gao Xian felt anxious, he did not give up.
This resilience was honed through the grind of his middle-aged, 996 lifestyle.
"I still have a chance, right, I still have the medicine..." Gao Xian suddenly remembered that he had the Bewildering Powder.
The refining of the Bewildering Powder was specifically for dealing with Lao Wang.
The situation just now was too tense, causing him to forget about it.
Lao Wang was agile and powerful, with advanced swordsmanship and profound magical abilities, surpassing him in all aspects.
However, Gao Xian possessed the Great Occasional Divine Art and the Electric Light Subduing Dragon Hand.
The Great Occasional Divine Art allowed him to quickly unleash spells to the maximum extent, making his senses exceptionally acute.
The Electric Light Subduing Dragon Hand made his hands stable, nimble, and swift, surpassing Lao Wang.
With a plan in mind, Gao Xian felt less panicked.
He retracted his right hand into his sleeve and accurately found the small porcelain bottle containing the Bewildering Powder in several layers of sleeve pockets.
It was a very small round-bellied porcelain bottle, only the size of a thumb.
To prevent the Bewildering Powder from scattering, Gao Xian tightly sealed the bottle with a wooden stopper and wax.
In the current situation, there was no time to open the bottle.
Gao Xian exerted force with his fingers, crushing the small porcelain bottle.
Being at the Second Level of Qi Cultivation, it was easy for him to crush the bottle, unlike Lao Wang.
As the bottle shattered, Gao Xian held his breath.
With a light flick of his fingers, the Bewildering Powder, finer than flour, scattered out.
As Lao Wang rolled backward, he glanced at the four silver needles on his chest, a hint of fear appearing on his face.
Luckily, he had a Black Scale Inner Armor that blocked Gao Xian's magical weapon, saving his life!
Lao Wang was somewhat puzzled; this brat was only at the Second Level of Qi Cultivation, yet he could unleash his magical weapon so quickly and silently.
It should be noted that unleashing a magical weapon required chanting incantations, establishing resonance with the magical weapon, and then unleashing it.
This process was quite complex; even for this directly stimulated type of magical weapon, various preparations were needed, and it couldn't be used immediately.
If it were that easy to use, why would cultivators practice martial arts!
Lao Wang found it difficult to read Gao Xian and became a bit more cautious.
He held his sword defensively and slowly retreated.
Gao Xian used the Golden Body Talisman, which could normally last for about three hundred breaths.
After receiving two strikes from Lao Wang, the Golden Body Talisman wouldn't last much longer.
With rich combat experience, Lao Wang carefully observed the gloss on Gao Xian's face, waiting for the Golden Body Talisman to dissipate before striking immediately.
As for the magical weapon in Gao Xian's hand, he believed that Gao Xian wouldn't have the ability to unleash it again.
Seeing Lao Wang escape, Gao Xian hurriedly chased after him.
Lao Wang staggered in the pouring rain as if he were drunk, stumbling forward.
This time, Gao Xian didn't hesitate; he jumped out of the window as well.
After the long rain, the courtyard was filled with mud and water.
Gao Xian almost slipped but managed to stabilize himself with his agile body.
He raised his left hand and unleashed the White Plum Needle once again.
"Swift!" Gao Xian uttered a low drink as Lan Jie, deep within his brow, chanted incantations and established resonance with the runes in his wrist guard.
The remaining two White Plum Needles shot out under the push of magical power, deeply piercing into the back of Lao Wang's head with a sharp whistling sound.
Already staggering, Lao Wang suddenly lurched and fell to the ground, splashing up a large amount of mud and water.
In the dark and pouring rain, Gao Xian's face was covered in water, making it difficult for him to see Lao Wang's condition clearly, unsure if he was injured or not.
Gao Xian didn't dare to approach; as a precaution, he connected several magical seals with his left hand.
Lan Jie, deep within his brow, also responded simultaneously, assisting him in channeling his power by condensing the magical talisman.
As the magical talisman took shape in his spiritual world, emitting flashes of light, the natural energy of heaven and earth condensed and transformed accordingly.
A fierce ball of magical power quickly condensed on Gao Xian's handprint.
"Swift!" Gao Xian intoned a spell, pointing his sealed hand forward.
A fist-sized ball of flames tore through the heavy rain curtain and directly hit Lao Wang's head as he lay on the ground.
With a loud explosion, the fiery ball burst into a bright red flame, splattering blood, flesh, and rainwater in all directions.
This scene was deeply imprinted in Gao Xian's eyes, leaving a lingering brightness that didn't fade for a long time.
He inwardly cursed his misfortune, realizing he had forgotten to close his eyes!
After a while, Gao Xian regained his vision.
He wiped the rainwater off his face and slowly approached Lao Wang.
In the darkness, Gao Xian couldn't see very clearly, but he could make out that Lao Wang's head was missing a large portion, quite a frightening sight.
For some reason, he recalled a dark joke: Little Ken sat in the convertible, his mind wide open.
In fact, describing Lao Wang in this way was not accurate; a more precise description would be: his brainstem on the ground.
Regardless of the wording, this greedy, lecherous, and ruthless old man was as dead as could be.
When Gao Xian acted, he didn't think about all this.
Now that a corpse lay in the courtyard, he couldn't remain calm.
The bloody scene made him very uncomfortable.
He was more concerned about the consequences; in his past life, he had always been a law-abiding citizen and had never thought of killing anyone.
Gao Xian comforted himself, "This was self-defense; he wanted to kill me..."
Although he said this, he was afraid this reason wouldn't convince others.
Moreover, if Lao Wang's relatives and friends found out he was the killer, they would surely seek revenge!
"Should I find Sister Xia?" Gao Xian first thought of Zhu Qiuniang, who seemed familiar with such matters and knew how to handle them.
But upon second thought, he felt it wasn't a good idea.
The fewer people who knew about this murder, the better.
While he and Zhu Qiuniang were on good terms, they didn't have a deep emotional connection and lacked common interests.
Seeking help from Zhu Qiuniang would be like handing over his own handle, which was too foolish...
(End of Chapter)