mesbooks Chapter 43 Paper Man
Chapter 43 Paper Man
Xia Xue's expression changed slightly.
Isn't the full-level feature of tracing the source supposed to be silent and unnoticed?
How could the other party have discovered that she had activated the Mystic Art of Tracing the Source?
"You're also a member of the Xuanmen sect?!"
The aloof young man chuckled, took a sip of red wine, and casually remarked, "Isn't it obvious? Looks like you're not very skilled."
Xia Xue squinted, sizing up the aristocratic young man in front of her.
"Is it because you're not skilled enough?"
A ruthless glint flashed in her eyes.
"Then let's see whose methods are more effective!"
Xia Xue ultimately chose to trust the system.
Double source tracing!
Based on the information gathered from the first tracing, a deeper second tracing was conducted, and a blurry figure behind the paper doll slowly emerged in the mind. Just then, as if a screen flashed, the blurry figure instantly turned back into a paper doll.
Xia Xue's face turned pale due to severe depletion of her inner energy.
A glint of light flashed in his eyes.
"Got you!"
Sure enough, the problem wasn't with her tracing of the origin.
The other party discovered her tracing of the source not because something went wrong silently, but because they used methods to shift the target of the tracing. Because it was an observation of the result, not a perception of being spied on, it was discovered.
The dignified young man frowned slightly.
"Your deduction technique can actually bypass my clone and directly probe my true form?"
Fortunately, he had other methods; otherwise, he would have really been in trouble this time.
The arrogant young man snorted coldly and glanced at the Black Shield Company's car parked below in front of the hotel.
"This is such a hassle."
The once composed young man suddenly became impatient.
"On behalf of Netherfire, I extend an invitation to you. Do you agree or disagree?"
Xia Xue tilted her head, looked at the other person, and chuckled, saying, "The hatred of being killed is irreconcilable."
The arrogant young man sneered.
"Truly a newborn calf unafraid of tigers. How dare a disciple who has just come down the mountain for training speak to me like that?"
The proud young man raised his right hand, his two fingers joined together, and held it in front of his chest.
"disease!"
The paper figures, each the size of a palm, hidden in the room, scurried and hopped around like sparrows.
A hint of surprise flashed in Xia Xue's eyes.
After all, this was her first time fighting against Xuanxiu.
It's bound to be somewhat novel.
Xia Xue flipped her hands over, scattering a handful of toothpicks between her fingers.
With a slight movement of the palm, the force propelled the toothpicks, sending them flying in all directions like a torrential rain.
The paper figures were struck by toothpicks and instantly turned into dust.
Although there were many paper figures, they were all worn away in the blink of an eye.
"This is your paper doll? It's too fragile."
The proud young man's face turned deathly pale, his eyes turned bloodshot, and his expression became extremely ugly.
"Grandmaster of Internal Energy!"
His paper figures are incredibly resilient; even when subjected to hidden force, they can only be partially damaged.
Even a martial artist with internal strength would need to use some techniques to defeat a paper figure.
However, the skill of "transforming strength" is not included in this category.
He had already touched the edge of the extraordinary realm.
He possessed a trace of extraordinary power.
It can effectively destroy the magic within the paper doll.
Just destroy his paper figure.
"An eighteen-year-old Grandmaster of Internal Energy, truly astonishing."
Such martial arts talent, and yet he's a member of the Xuanmen (Taoist sect).
That's practically cheating.
Xia Xue was certain once again that her premonition was correct; there was indeed no danger on this trip.
Xia Xue walked calmly toward the dignified young man.
"What? Panicking? What other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Bring them on, I'll take them all."
The arrogant young man glared at Xia Xue with a gloomy face, and sneered, "Ignorance is bliss. You have no idea how strong our Netherfire organization is. Since you are unwilling to reconcile, then just wait and see. We Netherfire will have a good time with you."
As he spoke, the proud young man flipped his right hand, and a paper figure appeared between his two fingers.
This paper figure is different from the paper figures that attacked her before; it is more exquisite and has more charm, looking almost like a real person.
Xia Xue cautiously stopped, flipped her right hand to reveal several toothpicks, and was ready to attack at any moment.
The arrogant young man glanced at the door, then smiled smugly and said, "Farewell."
As he spoke, he made a gesture of throwing a paper figure.
Xia Xue immediately launched the toothpick in her hand.
However, the arrogant young man was just making a feint; the paper figure he was holding between his two fingers spontaneously combusted and turned to ashes in the blink of an eye.
The proud young man's body, like a puppet with its strings cut, leaned forward and slowly fell downward.
"It was definitely a trap!"
Xia Xue struck out with her palm, and a gust of wind instantly rose in the room, blowing away the toothpick that had not been struck with force.
The body was not harmed in the slightest.
"This is?"
Xia Xue slowly walked towards the dignified young man who had collapsed on the ground, and after examining him for a moment, her brows furrowed.
"A lack of focus and a scattered mind are symptoms of a loss of spirit."
In modern terms, they are in a vegetative state.
"Fortunately, I was prepared."
Otherwise, if that toothpick, when struck with force, were to kill the person, they would likely be covered in mouths and unable to explain themselves.
Tracing the source.
This time, tracing the source suddenly became normal.
It was no longer directly fixed on the paper figure.
"Still haven't seen the real person."
The footage traced back to the source shows that after the other party was in a car accident and became a vegetable, a paper figure was stuck to his chest, and then his body was taken over by the Xuanxiu who was skilled in making paper figures, becoming his clone.
"No wonder luck is so illusory."
The real person is countless miles away; how could the fortune on the clone not be illusory?
At the same time, Xia Xue also understood the source of the other party's confidence.
"No wonder he was so calm. It turns out that what came was not the real body, but just an avatar."
Just then, Xia Jue and his men burst through the door.
Upon seeing Xia Xue, Xia Jue immediately asked, "Are you alright?"
Then he noticed the figure lying on the ground and frowned slightly.
"Did you kill him?"
Xia Xue shook her head.
"The person is not dead."
Xia Jue breathed a sigh of relief, quickly stepped forward, looked him over, and hesitated before asking, "Is he unconscious? Or..."
Looking at him, he doesn't seem quite the same as someone in a coma.
Xia Xue stepped aside to allow the security personnel who came with Xia Jue to inspect the room, eliminate any potential dangers, and, incidentally, collect evidence.
He is in a vegetative state.
Xia Jue suddenly looked up at Xia Xue.
"You hit me?"
Xia Xue shook her head and said:
"No, he was in a vegetative state from the beginning."
Xia Jue did not understand what he meant.
Xia Xue scratched her cheek.
"You can think of him as a puppet. The reason he could move normally before was because he was being remotely controlled."
The shock in Xia Jue's eyes did not diminish but increased.
"You can do that?"
This is a human being, not a real puppet.
Xia Jue's gaze swept around, lingering for a moment on clumps of paper dust and a mass of burnt paper ash.
"Could you tell me what exactly happened?"
Xia Xue took out the brooch.
"It's too much trouble to talk about."
handed over.
"This is a video; watch it yourself."
Xia Jue's eyes lit up.
"So, you were prepared all along."
It is not acting rashly.
Xia Jue visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
This was the best news she had heard all day.