Chapter 379: Sunflower Finger VS Great Star Luo Hand

Old Mi knew he couldn't hide it any longer and sighed, "If I hand it over, how can I keep my life? Do you take me for a three-year-old child?"

Wei Dan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stepped forward. "Little Yingzi, it seems you want me to make the first move."

Old Mi snorted, "Are you so sure you can defeat me?"

As he spoke, he straightened his body. No longer hunched over as usual, his scrawny frame now appeared somewhat tall.

Zuan's heart skipped a beat, knowing the two were about to fight. Old Mi had always been unfathomable to him, and Wei Dan's cultivation was likewise extremely formidable. Last time, if Zuan hadn't burned down his house, even with Pei Mianman's thorough preparation, she would have almost been defeated by him.

He wondered who would emerge victorious if these two clashed.

Sensing Old Mi's aura, Wei Dan laughed heartily. "Little Yingzi, among the eunuchs in the imperial palace back then, my cultivation ranked first, and you were second. I didn't expect your confidence to have grown so much after all these years."

Old Mi replied calmly, "As the saying goes, one should look at a scholar with new eyes after three days apart. Cultivators are inherently fearless. How can one know who will win or lose without a real fight?"

Wei Dan nodded. "Indeed, your temperament has improved significantly since then. No wonder you were able to easily eliminate those two rebellious individuals from the Chu clan earlier. One was a seventh-rank, and the other a sixth-rank; their cultivation wasn't low."

Old Mi's pupils contracted. "You saw all that."

Wei Dan smiled faintly. "Didn't I tell you before that I've been investigating the people around Zuan? After finishing with the academy, it was naturally the Chu clan's turn. With so many people in the Chu clan, finding you wouldn't have been easy, but you unexpectedly made a move yourself. If I still couldn't find you, wouldn't I have lived all these years in vain?"

He paused, a hint of confusion in his voice. "Speaking of which, I'm a bit puzzled. Why did you personally intervene in the Chu clan's affairs, risking exposure? Has that fellow named Zuan become so important to you that you'd even disregard your own safety for him?"

From a distance, Zuan's expression was strange. This was also his biggest puzzlement. Old Mi was indeed good to him sometimes, giving him secret martial arts manuals and teaching him movement techniques. Yet, occasionally, Zuan could feel a chill in his eyes, and various signs suggested that Old Mi had ulterior motives for helping him.

But what could he possibly want?

Zuan's cultivation and family background weren't noteworthy enough to be coveted. As for the Primordial Chaos Scripture and similar things, he only obtained them *after* Old Mi helped him, so they couldn't be the reason.

Old Mi definitely didn't know about the keyboard system. Excluding all these, could it be that this guy coveted his good looks?

At this thought, Zuan couldn't help but clench his backside.

Old Mi replied, "When one gets old, one needs something to hold onto. You know well that people like us are destined to have no descendants. You have relatives and adopted sons, but I have nothing."

"Oh, so you want to take him as an adopted son to carry on your legacy." Wei Dan no longer had doubts. It was common for eunuchs like them to adopt sons; he himself had taken many. Old Mi, on the other hand, had none, so it was natural for him to have such a thought in his old age. "What a pity. We used to be good friends who drank together, but now we must fight to the death."

Old Mi also sighed with emotion, "Yes, among those who entered the palace together back then, you and I had the closest relationship. Now, only the two of us remain..."

He suddenly moved mid-sentence, his figure appearing like a phantom to Wei Dan's side. He pointed a finger towards Wei Dan's ribs, and a delicate sunflower pattern even subtly glowed on his fingertip.

Watching from afar, Zuan was inwardly shaken. He recognized that the movement technique Old Mi used at that moment was precisely the "Sunflower Phantom." When Zuan himself performed the Sunflower Phantom, he considered it quite swift, but compared to Old Mi's execution, it was like a tractor versus a Ferrari.

Hong Zhong and Chu Tiesheng had both died by this very finger before. At that time, Old Mi hadn't moved from his spot throughout the entire process. Now, however, he was using it at full speed, making it clear how many times more powerful this strike was than before, and how formidable the enemy before him truly was.

Although Old Mi's speed was incredible, Wei Dan seemed to have anticipated it. He raised his left hand in an incredibly profound, sweeping curve, directly meeting the life-taking finger.

"Boom~"

A wave of energy erupted from their point of contact, snapping all trees within several yards and blowing away even the stones on the ground.

Seeing a boulder even crash down near his feet, Zuan was dumbfounded. The scale of these two's battle was simply too immense, completely beyond what ordinary cultivators could imagine.

He had heard that high-level cultivators could harness the power of heaven and earth, and now he saw that it was indeed true.

As the dust settled, the two stood several yards apart, confronting each other. Old Mi frowned, not continuing his attack, as Wei Dan's recent reaction had clearly been somewhat unexpected.

Wei Dan took out a handkerchief, coughed a few times while covering his mouth, and then cackled. "Little Yingzi, Little Yingzi, all these years have passed, and I didn't expect you to still be so cunning. I almost fell for your trick just now."

Old Mi snorted, "When it comes to cunning, who can compare to you? You clearly anticipated it just now, yet you deliberately feigned carelessness to lure me into attacking. If I hadn't realized something was amiss and retreated quickly, I would probably have been taken advantage of by you."

Zuan blinked. From their words, it sounded like they had exchanged many moves in that instant?

But why had he only seen a single blow where their fists and fingers met?

Wei Dan laughed. "As an official once wisely said, to be an honest official, one must be more cunning than corrupt officials to succeed. Against a cunning person like you, one naturally has to employ some tactics."

Old Mi sighed. "After all these years, your Great Star Luo Hand has reached its peak. Truly enviable."

Wei Dan snorted, "And your Sunflower One Finger is no less. I was almost poked through by your finger just now."

After exchanging a few polite, boastful remarks, both fell silent, clearly concentrating on finding each other's weaknesses.

After a while, Wei Dan suddenly began to cough violently again.

Old Mi moved instantly, and with him, the flowers in the distant garden also began to stir.

Zuan's expression turned odd as he watched countless petals swirl around Old Mi, subtly forming the shape of a sunflower.

Such a beautiful move, if performed by a beautiful woman, would undoubtedly be a pleasing masterpiece. But Old Mi's appearance simply ruined it.

Seeing countless petals swirling towards him, Wei Dan's eyes narrowed, and he casually tossed the handkerchief in his hand.

The handkerchief, originally only a few inches square, expanded rapidly upon contact with the wind, instantly growing to dozens of yards, seemingly capable of covering the sky above the courtyard.

Zuan's eyes widened. He had originally thought the man simply covered his mouth to cough, and wondered how much phlegm and bacteria were on the handkerchief, never imagining it was a magical artifact.

And its power certainly seemed extraordinary.

However, a question lingered in his mind: if such a small handkerchief could expand so much, would the saliva and phlegm on it also enlarge?

The thought of being wrapped in that handkerchief, even if not strangled, was enough to make him sick to his stomach.

The handkerchief suddenly unfurled, its surface shimmering with starlight. At a glance, it truly resembled a sky full of swirling stars.

As the handkerchief spun rapidly, the sunflower formed by Old Mi's countless petals was instantly and continuously drawn into the vortex created by the handkerchief.

Immediately after, the handkerchief coiled, forming a cocoon-like object that completely enveloped Old Mi.

However, Old Mi was clearly no pushover. Soon, sharp protrusions could be seen around the handkerchief, indicating he was using his Sunflower One Finger to stab outwards, attempting to break free.

Wei Dan dared not be careless in the slightest. He swung both hands, roaring, "Great Star Luo Hand!"

His hands glowed with starlight, as if he were holding a spherical object in front of him, repeatedly striking the empty space towards it.

And in the air, dozens of yards away, illusory handprints, glowing blue, continuously slammed towards Old Mi, who was wrapped within the handkerchief.

The remaining two updates will be coded tonight when I'm back, hopefully with ample energy.