"Indeed, there’s no one around... Who would have thought, a place without any guards actually hides the most precious treasure?"
Qing Ling muttered softly as she approached the door.
Following closely, she pushed the door open, her steps light and silent.
Chu Qing, observing from the rooftop, saw Qi Guan hidden behind the screen, instinctively holding his breath.
His eyes sparkled with excitent, barely able to contain his thrill.
A mont later, Qing Ling’s figure appeared on the second floor.
Her gaze was imdiately drawn to the saber in the middle.
"Aside from the saber, what good things can there be in the Divine Blade Hall?
"First Grade in the world... I want to see just how rare your world-class treasure is!"
Qing Ling murmured to herself, slowly approaching the saber.
After cautiously observing the surroundings to ensure there were no issues, she reached out to take the saber.
Her hand gripped the saber sheath, exerting slight force to pick it up.
But just as the saber was lifted off the rack, a light snap suddenly sounded from the rack.
Imdiately after, clasps sprung from the table and floor, swiftly restraining Qing Ling’s hands and feet.
Especially where her wrists were held, the chanism pulled, forcing her to bend down.
Qing Ling’s face changed, realizing she had fallen into a trap.
She struggled but couldn’t break free.
"Hahahaha!"
Qi Guan, behind the screen, couldn’t help but laugh aloud.
Qing Ling’s eyes shifted:
"Qi Guan!?"
"Miss Qing Ling, what a surprise?"
Qi Guan walked out from behind the screen, looking at Qing Ling’s raised rear, her entire body restrained by the chanism, a smile impossible to suppress at the corners of his mouth.
Even Chu Qing on the rooftop couldn’t help but take a breath:
"Bondage play!
"That old Qi surely knows how to enjoy himself."
Unlike Chu Qing’s entertained observation, Qing Ling was truly gritting her teeth:
"You... you actually weren’t affected by the Illusory Simurgh and False Phoenix Traceless Powder!? You lied to with everything you said earlier!"
Qi Guan shook his head:
"You little girl, you’re indeed too naive.
"If you want to use a beauty trap effectively, you must be genuinely willing to offer yourself.
"Without any real commitnt, how can you deceive anyone?
"Even if it’s just a transient joy, you can’t leave anyone hungry, hastily coming to fish for information?
"What kind of person do you take Qi Guan for?"
As he spoke, he approached Qing Ling, reaching out to touch her face.
Soon after, he removed her veil.
Even with her black night attire, her face still made Qi Guan instinctively swallow hard.
"What a bright-eyed beauty, even in slight anger.
"Your anger only makes that face look even more captivating.
"The angrier you get, the more enjoyable it will be for ."
"Enjoy my grandmother’s grandchild!!"
Qing Ling suddenly cursed out loud:
"Asshole, shaless rascal, if you have the guts, set free, and we’ll fight three hundred rounds."
"If you want a fight, then let’s fight."
Qi Guan laughed loudly:
"But it won’t be a martial arts duel; it will be an intimate struggle, let’s see how you abandon your defense."
As he spoke, he circled behind Qing Ling and reached to tinker with her waist buckle.
Chu Qing calculated that the timing was about right, perfectly positioned to capture him at this mont.
But just then, Qing Ling’s eyes suddenly glowed with a clever gleam.
Instantly, her arms seed to transform into snakes, gently flicking out of the chanism.
A flick of her wrist released a white mist.
Qi Guan assud victory was near and did not expect the girl to hide such a masterful Bone Shrinking Skill.
He retreated swiftly to avoid the white mist.
While checking, he saw a shadow darting towards the window.
Qing Ling no longer thought about stealing the Chaotic God Saber; with the plan failed, escaping beca the best strategy.
But just as she pushed the window open, a hand appeared on her shoulder.
A sudden force tore through her, involuntarily throwing her back.
In mid-air, she was trying to regain balance.
Unexpectedly, an overwhelming weakness surged up her heart, making her feel like a puddle of mud, dropping from the air and softening onto the ground.
"You... you rigged the window!?"
Qing Ling sighed in astonishnt; who would have thought such an ordinary place was fraught with peril.
Qi Guan approached with his hands behind his back:
"This poison is called Yellow Springs Powder, which I conveniently added while you released that white mist.
"I didn’t rig the window.
"How does it feel, unable to raise your Inner Breath, your body weak and powerless?
"Relax, soon you’ll be even weaker."
"Don’t co near ..."
This mont was so weak that Qing Ling’s voice barely audible.
She tried to retreat but couldn’t muster a single bit of strength.
Helplessly she spoke:
"Enough, enough, I won’t play anymore, don’t co closer, otherwise..."
Just as she was speaking, her gaze suddenly changed, then instantly returned to normal.
But Qi Guan still caught that brief flicker.
He tried to turn around but was already too late.
A mighty force struck from behind, causing him shot forward.
His Inner Power wasn’t ordinary, cultivated in Yinfeng Stronghold, planting Blood Fruit, refining Blood God Pill, growing Inner Breath day and night.
Kept hidden for years, unknown to anyone.
Though the one palm was strong, it couldn’t kill him... he paused, trying to turn and face another force coming.
The first palm was fierce but not particularly special.
The second palm surged as Qi Guan felt icy cold seep into his bones, the ridians freezing.
Fortunately, his Inner Power was profound, still able to endure!
But his heart had already sunk.
The opponent’s successive palms showed a plan against his martial arts.
Now his damaged ridians left him unable to gather strength for a counterattack, likely falling under continuous palm montum.
Indeed, he was right.
Chu Qing struck, how could he allow any reprisal?
One palm, two palms, three palms, four palms!
Not because Chu Qing’s Inner Power was weak, hitting repeatedly without killing Qi Guan.
He struck while experinting.
The first palm was Bone-Softening Palm, latent force, once erupted, Qi Guan would surely die.
The second palm changed, building on Mingyu Scripture slowly trying Qi Guan’s limits.
But Qi Guan could withstand many palms; he was indeed remarkable.
Chu Qing had anticipated Blood God Pill, never allowing him a chance to retaliate.
After eight successive palms, Qi Guan was finally unable to endure.
With a loud bang, he was sent flying, but just as he neared the window, a powerful force pulled him towards Chu Qing.
Caught by Chu Qing, thrown to the ground.
Boom!!
A muffled sound shook the entire building slightly.
Being in normal circumstances, the noise should have alerted Divine Blade Hall disciples.
Yet Qi Guan wanted to ’hunt’ here, undisturbed, leaving the surroundings silent, unresponsive.
Only thus could Chu Qing use Qi Guan to test his power.
After testing, Chu Qing had a general grasp on his martial skills.
Against soone with Qi Guan’s deep Inner Power, using sixty to seventy percent Inner Strength would kill with a single palm.
But... ordinary Jianghu People do not have Qi Guan’s circumstances.
Using Blood God Pill for Inner Power strengthening.
Facing them, unless unwilling to kill, must hold back, otherwise, one palm, one kill...
But this Blood God Pill cos from the Celestial Evil Cult.
When dealing with Evil Cult mbers, no matter who they are, must strike like a lion against a rabbit.
Never allowing them any chance to counterattack.
Qing Ling lay helplessly, disbelief covering her face watching this sudden black-clad figure overpowering the Third Hall Master.
Now he was pinned, bleeding from seven orifices, resembling a dead dog!
This person’s martial arts are so formidable!
Who exactly is he?
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