Chapter 129 - 128: That’s It?
The martial world leaders below all wore bitter expressions.
Not a single one of them had come willingly, but Qi Qianyu had directly taken their families hostage as leverage, so none of them dared refuse.
And after arriving here,
Qi Qianyu didn’t take them seriously at all. The so-called discussion to jointly build the Martial Arts Alliance was purely Qi Qianyu unilaterally announcing his intention to unite the martial world of Linjiang City, then discussing with another group of Yunzhou elite martial artists how to divvy up which commanders would take charge of each major gang,
not giving these martial world leaders any chance to object whatsoever.
All the leaders were furious but afraid to speak out,
According to Qi Qianyu’s plan, once the Martial Arts Alliance was formed, all these martial world leaders would immediately become mere puppets. In name they’d still be gang leaders, but all real authority over their gangs’ affairs would go to those people from Yunzhou.
Everyone knew in their hearts,
Qi Qianyu was simply using brute force to pressure them. The so-called martial world convention was nothing but a formality to put himself on the moral high ground. Even if Gu Zhan was backing them, he wouldn’t be able to help them now, and the Linjiang Government Office couldn’t intervene either.
But even understanding all this,
they didn’t dare speak out. Not to mention their loved ones were in Qi Qianyu’s hands—even looking at the martial world men from Yunzhou in the hall, it was clear they had no intention of negotiating. Anyone daring to object would be killed on the spot.
The hall fell into a long silence.
Qi Qianyu grew a little impatient, tapping the table lightly, and said, "Enough, I won’t waste words. I know what you’re thinking—waiting for Gu Zhan to come? Heh, let me be honest: you’ll be waiting forever!"
If it weren’t for Prince Ling fearing accusations, I would have just gone straight to your doors and slaughtered you! All of us here are martial world people, so we should all understand one truth—in the martial world, the one with the bigger fist makes the rules!"
With that, Qi Qianyu waved his hand,
and several of his men immediately brought in brush, ink, paper, and inkstones, setting them on the tables before the martial world leaders.
Qi Qianyu barked impatiently, "Don’t waste my time. Sign your names and seals. And don’t start thinking Gu Zhan will swoop in to rescue you. From today onward, there will be no more Gu Zhan in Linjiang City. His era is over!"
Whether you sign willingly or not, you’re signing today. Don’t talk about Gu Zhan not showing up—even if he appeared right now, you’d still sign if I wanted you to. What could he possibly do?"
Boom!
Right then, a thunderous crash erupted.
Several Yunzhou martial world men crashed into the hall like sandbags, shattering tables and doors as they landed, spitting blood all over the floor.
A cold, clear voice rang out:
"And who the hell do you think you are—acting so insolent on my turf, Gu Zhan’s territory!"
Inside the hall, everyone turned in shock toward the entrance.
There in the courtyard, Gu Zhan led a squad of Embroidered Uniform Guards charging in. He had a martial artist in each hand like throwing out trash, flinging them directly at Qi Qianyu.
Qi Qianyu raised a hand to catch one of the martial world men. He shot to his feet, narrowed his eyes to glare at Gu Zhan, frowned, and cursed, "Shen Minghe, you useless fool! You can’t even handle such a simple matter!"
Gu Zhan strode into the hall, voice icy. "Since you miss him that much, I’ll send you down to visit him myself!"
The martial world leaders’ faces all lit up with delight.
All the Yunzhou martial artists got up as well, drawing their weapons one after another.
Qi Qianyu’s brow furrowed, his voice deep, "You killed Shen Minghe?"
Gu Zhan sneered, "No need to rush. I’ll be sending you to meet him soon. He’s waiting for you at the Bridge of Helplessness!"
"Just you? Think you can kill me?"
Qi Qianyu snorted a laugh. "Why don’t you take a look in the mirror and see who you are! Kill me? I, Qi Qianyu, am invincible below the Dao Realm! Who the hell are you?"
"Invincible below the Dao Realm?"
Gu Zhan sneered. "Everyone in Yunzhou knows that’s a joke Qi Baiyu gave you. Only you take it seriously!"
"You’re courting death!"
Qi Qianyu roared, "You’re a frog in the well—how could you know the vastness of the heavens!"
With a roar,
the long sword strapped to Qi Qianyu’s back let out a hum, shooting from its scabbard, weaving sword shadows through the air as it fell into his hand,
This was an ancient, heavy long sword. As Qi Qianyu moved, it hummed, tracing star trails through the air like meteors streaking through the sky—or as if hailstones rained down from the heavens.
In that moment,
the entire hall seemed plunged into the coldest depths of winter.
Qi Qianyu’s swordsmanship and weapon were far from ordinary,
This sword technique was crafted by his brother, Sword Spirit Qi Baiyu, who refined the essence of an Earth Tier sword technique into a Profound Tier style specially tailored for Qi Qianyu,
making it readily mastered by Qi Qianyu, yet its power far surpassed ordinary Profound Tier techniques—on some levels rivaling even Earth Tier Martial Arts. This was why Qi Qianyu always believed his "Little Sword Spirit" moniker was genuinely earned,
confident that with this technique,
he was naturally stronger than other martial artists in the same realm.
He’d heard many rumors that all those he’d defeated had gone easy on him, but he refused to believe such nonsense—all just stories loser spread for dignity’s sake, as far as he was concerned.
And the sword in his hand was no ordinary weapon. Special materials, sought and gifted by Qi Baiyu himself, forged at great favor by an Artifact Refining Master—it could slice hairs, shatter iron, and cut through anything like mud.
Wielding a Divine Weapon, displaying such a formidable sword technique,
Qi Qianyu didn’t even consider a bumpkin like Gu Zhan from some backwater place as worthy of notice,
Just a frog in the well!
Within the whirling sword momentum was an overwhelming killing intent, like hail transforming into a blizzard that blinded one’s eyes—frosty snow, bitter cold, and death looming unseen.
Qi Qianyu was supremely confident,
And at that moment, Gu Zhan struck with his saber,
Celestial Inquiry Three Slashes,
Great Innate Realm—following the primordial qi of heaven and earth with each strike,
The blade was dazzling, the edge cut like snow,
as if a fissure split the world of glass,
One slash to question the heavens—question life, question death!
Saber and sword clashed, surging waves of true qi exploding through the air,
Qi Qianyu revealed a slight smile, his sword splitting Gu Zhan’s Horizontal Saber in two,
Yet in the very next instant,
his expression froze,
Gu Zhan’s saber had broken, yet the half-blade still roared with terrifying saber momentum, slashing straight for his throat,
It was just a broken blade!
"Impossible!"
Qi Qianyu’s heart pounded wildly. He scrambled to parry with his sword.
But Gu Zhan’s Broken Saber was ferocious beyond belief—even though it looked like a single chop, it already delivered dozens of strikes, throwing Qi Qianyu into absolute disarray,
In the next instant,
Gu Zhan suddenly kicked out,
A massive imprint of true qi slammed right into Qi Qianyu’s chest, hurling him backwards, smashing another table, blood gushing from his mouth.
His eyes were filled with disbelief—he had actually lost,
defeated by a frog in the well from some backwater place!
Gu Zhan was equally astonished, muttering, "Invincible below the Dao Realm? Seriously??"