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Yu Shanglin’s ruefulness provoked strange expressions from Su Yi’s companions.
Does this guy really think he can do whatever he wants just because Yin Mountain City is Deathbringer’s Gate territory?
Yu Shanglin’s bearing changed completely, and his gaze was sharp and proud.
He looked at Ling Yunhe and said calmly, “I came here with a show of my sincerity. I really don’t want to use force, but if it comes down to that, I’m afraid none of you will leave Yin Mountain City alive. Fellow Daoist, is that junior’s treasure so precious that it’s worth making this place flow with rivers of blood just to protect it?”
Ling Yunhe instinctively glanced at Su Yi. To his utter astonishment, Su Yi proceeded to take out his wicker chair and lie down. His eyes were half shut; it seemed he was dozing.
Yu Shanglin was dumbstruck, and he almost dared not believe his eyes. That punk… Does he not understand what I’m saying? Or is it that he doesn’t take me the least bit seriously?
Yu Shanglin was a mighty Gathering Stars Realm cultivator, and he’d seen more than his fair share of arrogance before. However, he’d never seen anyone this brazen before.
In the face of a mighty foe, he leaned back into a wicker chair. This… He was simply arrogant beyond reason!
Yuan Heng and Bai Wenqing’s expressions turned strange, while Qing Ya giggled. The way she saw it, Su Yi’s behavior was simply dashing!
The atmosphere was instantly heavy and stifled. Yu Shanglin felt provoked, as if they’d trampled all over his dignity, and his expression turned incomparably dark.
“Good! Very good!” His eyes flashed like lightning, and murderous intent surged around him. “I’ve never seen someone so determined to throw their life away in my life! Today, I’ll…”
Before he’d finished speaking, Su Yi’s brow furrowed, and the old blind man grinned. “An immortal refrains from squashing ants, and a general’s sword is not for cutting down flies.”
Then, his smile faded, and he clasped his fists respectfully, “Young Lord, please permit me to send this clown on his way.”
Su Yi’s furrowed brow relaxed, and he nodded. “Go ahead.”
Earlier, the old blind man stood behind Su Yi with his head low, respectful as a servant. Yu Shanglin hadn’t paid any attention to him at all.
Now, when he looked at the old blind man, he seemed to realize something. His expression changed dramatically, and he exclaimed in alarm, “The old blind man of Little Fengdu’s ghost market?”
The old blind man’s hollow sockets “gazed” at Yu Shanglin, and he said in a raspy voice, “Since you recognize me, I’ll give you a chance. Tell me: how do you want to die?”
Yu Shanglin’s back was instantly drenched in cold sweat, and he completely lost his cool. His expression changed, and his initial murderous rage vanished without a trace. His hair stood on end.
As a citizen of Yin Mountain City and a Deathbringer’s Gate elder, he was keenly aware of just how mysterious and terrifying the ghost market’s old blind man was!
Even their sect master had repeatedly ordered them not to investigate the old blind man or anything connected to him!
Yet now, the old blind man was acting like a servant, following that blue-robed Grain Avoidance youth’s orders!
Yu Shanglin instantly realized that this wasn’t looking good for him. No wonder the boy seemed so fearless! So, he had the old blind man to back him up!
He took a deep breath, then forcefully repressed his uncertainty and said in a low voice, “Senior, I think this was just a misunderstanding…”
Whap!
Before he could finish, the old blind man raised his palm and slapped him.
It was just one palm, yet it was as if the old man were swatting a fly. Yu Shanglin was a Gathering Stars Realm expert of the Deathbringer’s Gate, but when the palm strike made contact with his face, the floor shattered beneath his feet, scattering clouds of dust.
As for Yu Shanglin himself? His face was black and blue, and his hair was in disarray.
Yuan Heng and company gasped. None of them would have guessed that a Gathering Stars expert would amount to so little before the old blind man.
“I told you to choose how you wanted to die; I didn’t ask you to admit fault,” rasped the old blind man.
Yu Shanglin’s face filled with terror. “Senior, I’m from the Deathbringer’s Gate, and I’m here on the Nirvanic Winds Holy Son’s orders. You…”
Crunch!
Before he could finish, the old blind man’s foot struck him square in the throat, killing him. Even his soul burst into tiny pieces.
“You’re practically an ant, yet you dare jump up and down and throw your weight around? You really don’t know the meaning of the word ‘death.’” The old blind man spat, his face filled with disdain.
Su Yi’s companions were stunned by how quickly and cleanly the old blind man finished this. He killed a Gathering Stars Realm expert with the same casual ease with which he might squash a bug!
“Young Lord, how about this old man just slaughters his way into the Deathbringer’s Gate and wipes out those skulking ghosts one by one?” The old blind man turned around and said reverently, a toadyish smile on his withered features.
Bang!
It was then that someone kicked the door in from outside.
The cultivators of the Deathbringer’s Gate had been waiting outside, not far away. When they heard the commotion, they barged inside with fierce momentum.
“Elder Yu!” someone exclaimed.
“This…”
“What gall! You actually dared kill someone here, in the Deathbringer’s Gate’s territory?!”
When they saw Yu Shanglin’s corpse lying on the ground, all of their expressions changed dramatically. They were both shocked and furious.
“Yet another group is here to throw their lives away.” Yuan Heng, Ling Yunhe, and the others’ expressions turned strange. When they looked at the Deathbringer’s Gate cultivators, their gazes carried a hint of pity.
The old blind man didn’t turn around. Instead, he smiled heartily and clasped his fist in Su Yi’s direction. “Young Lord, it seems to me that we ought to stomp the Deathbringer’s Gate flat. It’ll save you from having these flies buzz relentlessly around your face.”
Su Yi said lazily, “That would be overkill. Crimes have their perpetrators and debts have their debtors. If the Nirvanic Winds Holy Son caused this, the consequences are naturally his to bear.”
The old blind man was instantly solemn, and he sighed with appreciation. “Young Lord, you know the proper limits. This is the bearing of the truly great; this old man pales in comparison.”
“....” The crowd didn’t quite know what to say. He’s looking for opportunities to bootlick even now?
Even Su Yi was a bit stunned. This is Old Ghost Coffin Bearer’s grand disciple? I haven’t seen him reveal much in the way of skill, but his ability to flatter is unparalleled!
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“How… How could it be him!?” Suddenly, someone shrieked in terror.
She was a beautiful woman in palace garb, standing near the back of the Deathbringer’s Gate’s group. She seemed startled and terrified, and her gaze locked onto the young man in the wicker chair. Alarm and dread were written all over her face, and she quivered from head to toe.
Elder Lian Lengyue of the Flying Spirit Sword Pavilion!
Yuan Heng and Ling Yunhe instantly recognized her, but they were a bit confused. This woman is obviously an elder of the Flying Spirit Sword Pavilion, so why is she mixed up with members of the Deathbringer’s Gate?
“Elder Lian, what is it?” The other Deathbringer’s Gate members were alarmed too, and they looked completely bewildered.
Lian Lengyue ignored them and threw herself to her knees, quivering. “Your Excellency, please, spare me! I didn’t know it was you! I humbly request your forgiveness!”
The entire room fell deathly silent.
When the Deathbringer’s Gate cultivators saw this, they instantly felt an ill premonition.
“Are you one of the Nirvanic Winds Holy Son’s subordinates too?” Su Yi seemed rather surprised.
Lian Lengyue stammered, “Your Excellency, I was a cultivator of the Deathbringer’s Gate to begin with, and after a few years, I joined the Flying Spirit Sword Pavilion and became an elder there.”
“Elder Lian, how can you bow to one of our enemies?” This time, the Deathbringer’s Gate cultivators were enraged.
“Everyone, that’s His Excellency Su Yi!” When Lian Lengyue said this, her companions reacted as if they’d been struck by lightning. All of them were struck dumb.
Before they were ordered here on a mission, they heard Lian Lengyue’s tale. They knew he’d killed Qi Chongzi and two other Gathering Stars cultivators in Cold Emerald Valley.
At the time, the Nirvanic Winds Holy Son guessed that Su Yi was most likely a monster from the ancient era too!
Who would have guessed that this was the person they’d been sent here to target?
The cultivators of the Deathbringer’s Gate instantly felt their knees turn to jelly, and their hearts sank. They finally understood why Lian Lengyue was so panicked and terrified.
She’d only just escaped her encounter with Su Yi at Cold Emerald Valley alive!
When they saw the enormous shift in their foes’ expressions, Su Yi’s companions found it rather amusing. They’d stormed in with fierce momentum, only to start panicking.
The disparity was just too enormous.
Su Yi, however, was starting to lose interest. The cultivators of the Deathbringer’s Gate admitted defeat too quickly; he just couldn’t stay interested.
He waved them away. “All of you can go.”
“Your Excellency, thank you so much for sparing our lives!” Lian Lengyue kowtowed in excitement.
The others were a little confused. Is this guy really just letting us go?
After they tentatively turned, left, and exited the courtyard, they discovered Su Yi really didn’t have any plans of attacking them. Only then did they sigh in relief and flee, fast as their legs would carry them, like startled birds returning to their nests.
Yin Mountain City, a magnificent palace.
The red-robed young man drank and checked the time. Soon, he’d have to leave Yin Mountain City and proceed to Spiritbend City.
He’d received word that, in just a few days, the curtains would open on an auction of unprecedented grandeur.
Numerous relics from thirty thousand years ago were to appear on the auction block!
“Young Master, something terrible happened!” Suddenly, an urgent voice rang out. The Deathbringer’s Gate cultivators had returned from their mission, but all of them looked frantic and desperate.
The red-robed young man furrowed his brow and set down his jar of wine. “What happened?”
“We… We encountered Su Yi!” Lian Lengyue took a deep breath, then explained at top speeds, getting everything out in the open.
When the red-robed young man heard the full story, his expression shifted erratically.
But then, he smiled. “Interesting. So, Su Yi was the owner of that pure spiritual body I sensed earlier…”
“Young Master, we… What should we do?” Someone couldn’t help but ask.
The red-robed young man’s gaze swept across the group. “If he killed Elder Yu Shanglin, why did he let you return alive?”
“This…” The group was instantly at a loss for words. They hadn’t anticipated Su Yi letting them go. How could they possibly know why he’d done it?
“Ah, I understand!” The red-robed young man realized something, then suddenly gazed outside the palace.
Practically simultaneously, a tall, lean figure appeared, silently and out of nowhere. His robes were blue, and he looked calm and detached.
A disheveled elder in ragged clothes appeared shortly afterward.
These were none other than Su Yi and the old blind man.
When she saw this, Lian Lengyue and the others’ expressions changed dramatically. They instantly understood. Why did Su Yi just let them go? It was to tail them in secret and seek revenge!
“You’re the Nirvanic Winds Holy Son?” Su Yi put his hands behind his back and stared calmly at the red-robed young man inside the grand hall.
“That’s right.” The red-robed young man seemed incomparably assured. He smiled faintly, then strode out of the room and sighed. “Who would have thought I’d be fortunate enough to meet you before leaving Yin Mountain City? Don’t tell me this… was an act of fate?”