USWHC -Chapter 373 Qishan Stone Plum Nunnery (Part 3)

“Ji Yi, watch out!” Zhu Jie’s shout rang out from afar.

Ji Yi froze for a moment—was he hearing things? That sounded like Zhu Jie’s voice. He instinctively turned his head to look back, and in that same instant, a dark glint flashed—out of nowhere, a cold arrow shot straight toward his back.

His heart skipped a beat. It was already too late to dodge completely. He twisted his body, narrowly avoiding a direct hit to his back, but he couldn’t fully evade the arrow—was he about to take the blow head-on?

At that moment, Zhu Jie came running from a distance, her face filled with urgency. She had clearly seen the incoming arrow.

In the next second, she leapt into the air. With a single kick against a tree ahead of her, she used the momentum to propel herself forward like an arrow.

Seeing two arrows flying toward him almost simultaneously, Ji Yi’s heart tightened. He barely had time to let out a low cry, “Don’t!”

A muffled groan followed.

Zhu Jie had already stepped in front of him. Ji Yi caught her and spun around with her in his arms. She gazed at him deeply, her eyes brimming with tenderness—and reluctance to part.

Ji Yi’s heart turned cold in an instant, his face going pale. “Why are you so foolish?” he said urgently.

Zhu Jie forced a smile. “It’s fine. I know martial arts. I’ve got it under control—I won’t die!”

Hearing that, Ji Yi quickly scanned her body. “Were you hit? Does it hurt?”

“Plenty of flesh—not painful!” Zhu Jie said awkwardly.

Ji Yi’s heart tightened. So she really had been hit. “Are you crazy? Been watching too many stories? Blocking arrows with your body? Where were you hit? Let me see!”

But no matter how he looked, he couldn’t find the arrow. Had it gone straight through? Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

At that moment, Uncle Ge quietly pointed toward a very particular spot on Zhu Jie’s back.

Huh?

Ji Yi blinked, then quickly turned Zhu Jie around a full 180 degrees. Good heavens—there was now a “tail” sticking out of her butt!

At his movement, Zhu Jie finally couldn’t hold it in anymore. She burst into tears from the pain. “Aren’t arrows supposed to hit shoulders in TV dramas? Why there?! This isn’t tragic at all!”

Tragic? With a “tail” on your butt, it’s more like comedy!

Ji Yi’s face darkened, though… that area did have plenty of padding.

“Ah! Right, there’s an ambush! Quick, run!” Zhu Jie suddenly shouted.

Just then, a flurry of arrows whistled through the air. Zhu Jie looked up—“Oh no! It’s raining arrows!”

Before she could react, Ji Yi yanked her behind him and stood tall, facing forward without dodging.

Was he planning to shield her with his body?

“No!” Zhu Jie screamed. This wasn’t about being touched anymore—her heart clenched in pain. He’d get turned into a pincushion!

Just as she stubbornly tried to rush out and help him, her vision blurred—Uncle Ge had also stepped in front. Was he going to sacrifice himself too?

With the two men blocking her, Zhu Jie could only peer through the gaps between them, watching the arrows streak toward them.

Too late… it was too late.

Tears streamed down her face as she stared wide-eyed at Ji Yi, as if this would be the last time she’d see him.

But in the next moment, both Ji Yi and Uncle Ge extended their hands simultaneously. Their movements were swift, precise, and ruthless—so fast that Zhu Jie almost thought they had a thousand arms.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

With several crisp sounds, all the incoming arrows were knocked down and embedded into the ground. In no time, they lay scattered everywhere.

Damn it!

Zhu Jie instantly exploded with anger. These two liars—they knew martial arts! This wasn’t just brute strength or talent—this skill was far beyond hers!

“Ah! My butt!” Zhu Jie wailed. “That hit was for nothing!”

Yes—why wasn’t this like the TV dramas? Sob… TV really does lie. There was no beautiful farewell, no tragic declaration of love—only Ji Yi’s annoyed snort:

“Who told you to come? Didn’t I say you should protect yourself?”