The Imperial Clan and the various sects of Yuning Mountain all had extensive connections. Guided by the principle that the enemy of one's enemy is a friend, the Imperial Clan and Biluo Sword Valley naturally stood on the sa side.
This ti, Biluo Sword Valley's siege on Red Lotus Valley had also created an opportunity for the Imperial Clan to kill Chen Yang. Having Gu Zhiqing co to assist further confird Biluo Sword Valley's determination to slay him.
However, what Tu Cunshan had never expected was that at this critical mont, Gu Zhiqing would stand by and watch, openly defying Biluo Sword Valley's order.
Tu Cunshan took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the rage erupting in his heart. "Miss Zhiqing," he said in a low voice, "as long as you help kill this man, the Spiritual Artifact will certainly be yours."
"Furthermore, I will offer a compensation that will absolutely satisfy you. What do you say?"
His implication was clear: setting Biluo Sword Valley aside, he, Tu Cunshan, was personally willing to pay for her to take action.
Gu Zhiqing said not a word.
"Miss," Gu Xiulan, who stood beside her, hesitated for a long mont before finally speaking up. "There's a saying: 'precious treasures belong to the worthy.' Another one says, 'an innocent man gets into trouble for carrying a treasure.' That is a Spiritual Artifact. For soone of Chen Yang's standing to carry such a weapon is akin to courting death."
"Even if he's lucky enough to survive today, once the news reaches Yuning Mountain, he will be hunted down and killed, and the Spiritual Artifact will be taken from him."
"Rather than letting others profit from it, why don't we act first?"
"If Miss does not wish to take a life, simply taking the sword would be enough."
This speech was designed to appeal to both emotion and reason. The underlying cause, however, was simply Gu Xiulan's envy of the Ancestral Sword in Chen Yang's hand. If she brought the Ancestral Sword back to Biluo Sword Valley today, she would receive a considerable reward, even as a re servant to Gu Zhiqing.
"Old witch, do you think I, Shen Shaotian, am a pushover?" Shen Shaotian drew his sword and pointed it at Gu Xiulan.
SWISH!
Suddenly, a piercing sound tore through the air. A phantom line was etched into the void, as if to cleave the very stars from the sky. In a flash, a brilliant spear of light shot forward. Before anyone could react, the dazzling rainbow pierced through Chen Yang's body.
"You!" Shen Shaotian roared. The instant he took a step forward, a group of seven or eight people appeared amidst the wind and rain. Their leader was a graceful and dignified man.
He approached at a slow pace, a smile on his face.
This young man bore a slight resemblance to Shen Shaotian but was even more handso. The unique charisma he exuded made him stand out like a crane among chickens. Several middle-aged n followed behind him, each with a powerful aura, their faces stern and taciturn.
"Shen Shaokun!"
When Shen Shaotian uttered this na, everyone present was stunned.
Is this another promising young talent from Southern Dipper Academy?
"It seems I've arrived just in ti, doesn't it?" Shen Shaokun's gaze swept across the crowd before locking onto Chen Yang. He smiled faintly. "So you are the Forr Chief Military Commander who caused such a sensation throughout the mundane world?"
"Commander, your current state doesn't seem very good." Shen Shaokun feigned shaking his head. "I had hoped to witness your glory, but it looks like I will be leaving in disappointnt."
With these words, no one was left wondering who was responsible for the swift rainbow light that had just pierced Chen Yang's body.
"Third Brother," Shen Shaokun said, turning to Shen Shaotian with a slightly solemn expression. "Since when did you develop this habit of ddling in affairs that are not your concern?"
"You are a mber of Southern Dipper Academy, yet you involve yourself in the squabbles of the mundane world. Have you no sha?"
As he spoke, he reached out with his right hand, and a silver Feather Arrow fell into his grasp.
Blood trickled from the corner of Chen Yang's mouth. His gaze lowered, revealing the shocking, gory hole in his abdon. The attack had been so sudden, and the Feather Arrow's speed so astonishing, that he had no ti to react at all.
"What's it to you?" Shen Shaotian's gaze was ice-cold as he retorted, "And you, launching a sneak attack like that. Have you no sha?"
"He's just a worm. For to act personally against him is an honor his ancestors could only dream of." Shen Shaokun toyed with the Feather Arrow, his eyes once again on Chen Yang as if looking at a dead man. His expression was one of pure scorn and mockery.
"If it wasn't for your third brother running here, I'd be investigating the matter of the Blue Sea Ruins right now. And you have the audacity to question ?" Shen Shaokun said.
Shen Shaotian's expression changed. "The Academy sent you?"
"Who else?" Shen Shaokun's playful deanor vanished, replaced by a sullen tone. "This concerns the struggle between Biluo Sword Valley and Red Lotus Valley, yet you interfered so recklessly. Is your head filled with shit?"
"Right now, the entire Yuning Mountain is on the verge of a storm because of the Blue Sea Ruins. An inevitable bloodbath awaits. It would be wise to keep a low profile and not make enemies everywhere."
Shen Shaotian fell silent.
The situation on Yuning Mountain really was like that. But how could he ignore the task Liu Qingi had personally entrusted to him?
"Miss Zhiqing, it's been a while," Shen Shaokun said, greeting Gu Zhiqing.
Gu Zhiqing nodded slightly in acknowledgnt.
Shen Shaokun didn't mind, just grinned. Everyone on Yuning Mountain knew that Gu Zhiqing was an ice queen. She had grown even colder after being wounded by love.
"You two." Shen Shaokun waved to the middle-aged n behind him. "Assist the Clan Leader of the Imperial Clan and kill this so-called Forr Chief Military Commander."
"Yes, Young Master." The two n clasped their fists and strode forward.
"Many thanks, Young Master Shen," Tu Cunshan said, overjoyed, as he bowed hastily.
"No need for thanks," Shen Shaokun said, crossing his arms. He glanced at the Ancestral Sword in Chen Yang's hand. "I'm not helping you. I'm just interested in this sword."
The implication was clear: he would help kill the man, but he also intended to take the Spiritual Artifact.
Tu Cunshan thanked him again. For him, the Spiritual Artifact was no longer important. As long as he could survive and kill Chen Yang, that was enough.
"Make it quick. I don't want to waste ti here," Shen Shaokun urged.
WHOOSH!
Shen Shaokun hurled the Feather Arrow once more. The rain-filled void lit up again with a streak of rainbow light.
The two middle-aged n pointed. The rainbow light, already as radiant as the sun, intensified and lit up half the sky. It blazed a trail as it hurtled straight for Chen Yang's forehead. The technique was utterly astounding.
Tu Cunshan was not idle either. He thrust out his palm, and the sky burst with dazzling light. A palm imprint the size of a mountain plumted from a hundred ters high. Its speed was so great it created a shower of brilliant sparks from air friction, striking with irresistible, crushing force.
For a mont, the downpour ceased. Dust and stones flew, as if it were the end of the world.
"Condense!" Chen Yang's gaze intensified, his fists clenching. As he uttered the word, the crimson Dharma Golden Body behind him swelled once more, solidifying until it seed real. Its raging eyes, in particular, shone brightly, like two giant lamps in the dead of night.
"Break!" Chen Yang roared, his eyes bloodshot.
SHING!
A beam of sword light arose from the turbulent Qingyuan River, stirring the heavens and earth. The wind halted, the rain dissipated, leaving nothing but the single blade of light that pierced the heavens
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