Time Travel: The Survival of Li Zhi

Chapter 485 Star Gate

“I’m so scared…”

Fang Shang shouted exaggeratedly, but there was no fear or terror on his face, only a strong sense of sarcasm.

Li Zhi narrowed his eyes. Fang Shang's look made Li Zhi know that he would definitely not take him away obediently.

Li Zhi exhaled a breath of foul air, and his knuckles rubbed against the hilt of the sword, leaving a blue-white mark just as he was about to strike.

Fang Shang took the lead and suddenly jumped up like a cheetah.

A cold light flashed, and the iron brass knuckles on his knuckles were already within reach. The three sharp spikes on the top of the brass knuckles flashed with cold light and went straight into Li Zhi's eyes.

Li Zhi frowned and was about to draw the black sword from his waist.

Fang Shang seemed to have anticipated this. He suddenly raised his foot and kneed Li Zhigang, knocking the black sword that Li Zhigang had pulled out a little back into the scabbard.

"I've been on guard against your sword!"

Fang Shang grinned fiercely, and his rusty brass knuckles drew a tricky arc, hitting Li Zhi's face with a sound of breaking wind.

Li Zhi didn't expect that Fang Shang, although he looked inconspicuous, was actually quite skilled in martial arts, and his attacks were swift, accurate and ruthless. It was obvious that he was a veteran with rich practical combat experience.

Facing this blow that could have shattered his face, Li Zhi didn't dare to be careless. He dodged sideways, a strong wind blowing past his ears.

But the opponent's moves were like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue. When the first attack failed, the next one followed. Fang Shang's left fist, wrapped in a sharp spike, attacked Li Zhi's abdomen.

Li Zhigang dodged the blow that was aimed at his face. At this moment, his old strength had worn out and his new strength had not yet been generated, so he had no time to dodge again.

In a hurry, Li Zhi could only slightly contract his abdomen.

With a "swish" sound, Fang Shang's brass knuckles tore a half-foot long bloody wound in Li Zhi's abdomen.

Warm blood seeped through the fabric of his clothes, and the stinging pain made Li Zhi wake up instantly. He frowned, endured the severe pain, took advantage of the momentum to raise his leg and kick Fang Shang's knee, using the force to fly backwards and escape from Fang Shang's attack range.

Seeing Li Zhi jump out of his attack range, Fang Shang did not rush to chase him. He stuck out his tongue, licked the blood on his brass knuckles, and sneered: "So what if he's a cultivator? Don't you know that in the territory of the Xingyun Sect, even a dog on the side of the road cannot be underestimated..."

Li Zhi looked down at the blood flowing from his abdomen, then raised his head, pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a slightly ferocious smile, and said, "Now I know!"

 …

Outside an inconspicuous room, Ah Sheng paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. The sound of his boots hitting the bluestone slabs was particularly clear in this silent environment.

From time to time, he looked up at the closed door, his brows furrowed, anxiety and anticipation surging in his eyes.

Although the situation was urgent, Ah Sheng knew that the person inside was in a critical position and must not be disturbed.

“Squeak—”

The wooden door finally made a heavy sound.

Ah Sheng turned around suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he rushed forward in two steps.

Ajia was seen with his upper body naked. Not only was there a strange inscription on his face, but his exposed upper body was also covered with inscriptions.

The inscriptions on his skin flickered like the breath of living things.

Waves of oppression, accompanied by an extremely strong aura, surged from Ajia. Although his aura was surging at this moment, he could not hide the fatigue in his eyes.

When Ajia was refining and absorbing the Heavenly Spirit Water, he noticed Asheng's arrival. For this reason, he accelerated the absorption of the Heavenly Spirit Water, which also caused him to be in poor condition at the moment.

"The plan needs to be brought forward!"

Without waiting for Ajia to speak, Ah Sheng lowered his voice and spoke with an expression as solemn as iron.

Ajia raised his eyebrows slightly, and his forehead, covered with inscriptions, was wrinkled. "What happened?"

He knew very well that Ah Sheng had been planning this for many years, and if it were not urgent, he would never disrupt the rhythm and implement the plan ahead of time.

"The Chen family is here."

Ah Sheng's face was solemn. He clenched his fists, his nails almost digging into his palms. "They came with such force this time, it's clear they were well prepared. I guess they must have heard something about it a long time ago."

Upon hearing this, Ajia's face unexpectedly cracked a smile, albeit a hint of bitterness. "As expected. How could such a major event be hidden from those with ulterior motives? After all, they are former members of the Star Gate..."

The word "Star Gate" was like a flame, instantly lighting up the heat in Ah Sheng's eyes.

He took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly with excitement. "Back then, the Star Gate was in turmoil, and the huge Star Gate was torn apart. Although the Xingyun Sect swallowed up 60% of the Star Gate's foundation, the whereabouts of the most crucial secret treasure are still unknown. As long as we find it..."

He suddenly grabbed Ajia's shoulders, his eyes burning, "We can restore Stargate to its former glory!"

"Revitalizing Stargate is our mission."

Ajia nodded solemnly, and the inscription on his body glowed with his words, as if echoing the oath.

Ah Sheng stared at the person before him, the enthusiasm in his eyes gradually turning into heartache. He reached out and gently stroked Ah Jia's forehead, which was covered with inscriptions, his movements as gentle as if touching a fragile treasure: "Thank you for your hard work over the years..."

Only the two of them knew how difficult it was to practice the eight magic spells.

Only the two of them knew how much of a burden practicing eight magic spells put on the body!

Ajia's meridians had long been riddled with holes, and the Qi in his body was like sand in an hourglass. Even if he lay still, the Qi was consumed several times faster than that of an ordinary person. Even though Ah Sheng had found a higher-level Qi-nourishing technique for Ajia, it still couldn't keep up with Ajia's consumption.

Those eight spells were like a huge black hole that could never be filled.

Over the years, they have exhausted countless rare elixirs to barely keep Ajia alive.

Ah Sheng witnessed all those days and nights of soaking in the medicinal bath, and those moments of screaming in pain due to the backlash of the spell.

However, all this...

Just for today!

Ah Sheng's eyes became bright and fiery again. He patted Ah Jia's shoulder and said, "Get ready!"

As long as we can get through today, as long as the plan succeeds, as long as Ajia can successfully obtain the secret treasure, then everything will be worth it.

The flag of Star Gate will eventually fly high above this world again!

 …

There was a dull thud like a heavy hammer hitting the ground, and Fang Shang's body fell heavily on the bluestone slab like a kite with a broken string, splashing fine dust.

Li Zhi held down his abdomen which was still aching slightly. Under the healing power of the Living Wood Qi, the originally twisted wound quickly healed and was now almost recovered.

Fang Shang lay on the ground with a twisted face. His previous arrogance had turned into a look of fear. His wide-open eyes reflected Li Zhisen's cold face. Dark red blood foam continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth, winding into strange patterns on the ground.

This was not the first time Fang Shang had fought with a cultivator. He thought he knew cultivators well enough and was not afraid of them.

But reality dealt him a heavy blow. Li Zhi's strength caused his confidence to collapse.

Li Zhi came to Fang Shang's side, squatted down slowly, looked at Fang Shang calmly, and whispered: "Can you tell me now, how can I leave Tiger Guard City?"

His voice was low and calm, yet it carried an unmistakable sense of oppression.

Fang Shang turned his head with difficulty, a gurgling sound coming from his throat, and another mouthful of blood spurted onto the stone slab: "You... you really... really were just... just passing by?"

His eyes were filled with a mixture of reluctance and doubt, as if he still couldn't believe that Li Zhizhen had simply happened to pass by Huwei City.

Li Zhi sighed and said quietly, "I've said before that I have no intention of getting involved in your mess. You just didn't believe me, and now you're in this state..."

Before he could finish his words, Fang Shang started coughing violently, and scarlet blood foam splashed on the ground in front of him, like blooming red spider lilies...