Chapter 132 - 131: Ling Jing’s Performance
Gu Zhan had encountered plenty of threats like this before death,
As for these desperate struggles,
Gu Zhan had never paid them any mind,
If he feared threats, he wouldn’t have made it this far,
No matter how formidable his opponent’s background was, or how heavy their threats sounded, Gu Zhan never hesitated—if they needed to be killed, he would absolutely kill them,
He had never believed that an enemy would simply let go of past grudges because he spared their life; for most people, sparing an enemy does not bring a friend, it only brings endless trouble.
So,
Faced with Qi Qianyu’s threat, faced with offending the famed Sword Spirit Qi Baiyu, Gu Zhan still did not hesitate,
The Horizontal Saber in his hand swept forth like a falling meteor,
slashing directly toward Qi Qianyu’s neck.
But, just as the blade was about to fall,
The air suddenly rippled,
A sound of wind breaking came, accompanied by a terrifying pressure surging in,
It was a silver short spear,
barely three feet long, carrying a surge of terrifying True Qi, splitting into several shadowy figures as it pierced the air, heading straight for Gu Zhan’s chest.
The force here was tremendous,
Gu Zhan had to abandon his action to kill Qi Qianyu, quickly swinging his saber to block in front of his chest.
"Boom!"
With a deafening crash, sparks flew, and the vast True Qi suddenly exploded, transforming into a terrifying shockwave that blasted outward, flinging slabs of stone from the ground.
Gu Zhan gripped the saber hilt with one hand, pushing the blade tip with the other,
The spearhead struck the blade, immense force driving forward relentlessly.
The Horizontal Saber in Gu Zhan’s hands bent into a semicircle toward his chest; True Qi burst from his whole body, yet he couldn’t help but retreat, stepping backwards three or four times, leaving deep footprints in the ground, his boots rubbing up black smoke.
"Hmph!"
Gu Zhan snorted coldly, twisting the Horizontal Saber as mighty True Qi surged outward.
"Clang!"
A piercing sound of metal rang through the skies—the short spear spun away.
In that moment, a middle-aged man appeared in midair, catching the short spear and descending from above, smashing his weapon down toward Gu Zhan.
Gu Zhan swiftly dodged, slashing backhand with his saber,
The middle-aged man swung and missed, the spearhead hitting the ground and leaving a huge pit; at the same time, he reached behind, grabbed another short spear, and hurled it at Gu Zhan’s Horizontal Saber.
Blade and spear collided with a thunderous "clang!"
Sparks flew everywhere,
Gu Zhan’s Horizontal Saber was chipped at the edge, forcing him to retreat several steps, staring at the short spear-wielder in shock.
When he was at the Postnatal Realm, he’d cultivated Golden Bell Shield; after entering Innate, he practiced Celestial Spirit Golden Body—all external skills, greatly boosting physical strength. All along, he’d never lost a test of strength,
Except for just now,
In those exchanges, though the opponent had the advantage of sneaking in, the strength clash was evenly matched; and after the two exchanges, Gu Zhan could clearly sense that the other man’s cultivation far surpassed his own—not something like Qi Qianyu’s artificially inflated, hollow cultivation could compare to.
A worthy opponent!
However,
While Gu Zhan was secretly shocked, the short spear-wielder’s own shock was even greater.
He knew himself well—born a soldier, in a military filled with brutes he stood out for his strength, cultivating ferocious, straightforward martial arts; when facing death in the Martial World, he’d never met anyone who could match him in power.
But just now, despite his advantage of ambush and his higher cultivation, he could only split the clash evenly with Gu Zhan, which left him in disbelief.
He gripped both short spears tightly, feeling waves of pain in his arms, his gaze at Gu Zhan sharp with caution—especially noticing the wounds all over Gu Zhan, his shock deepened!
He retreated several steps, shielding Qi Qianyu behind him.
"Qianyu, are you alright!"
Just then, from outside the front gate, the Crown Prince of Marquis Chengyang, Ling Jing, rushed in, followed by a squad of Personal Guards, surrounding Qi Qianyu.
Ling Jing hurried to support the limping, wounded Qi Qianyu, face full of ’concern,’ saying, "Qianyu, how are you, are you alright? It’s all my fault for coming late, I’ve let you suffer such grave injuries!"
As he spoke, Ling Jing quickly produced a handful of elixirs and fed them to Qi Qianyu,
The posture was so worried, as if Qi Qianyu were his own son!
Qi Qianyu swallowed a few elixirs, spat out blood, barely standing, fixing Gu Zhan with a gaze full of hatred, coldly saying, "Gu Zhan, the feud is set today. Just wait—soon I’ll make you regret what you did today. I’ll make you unable to live or die, spend your whole life in regret!"
With that, Qi Qianyu slowly turned to leave.
Just then, Gu Zhan, having adjusted his breath, spoke coldly, "So, you think you’ll walk out of here alive today?"
Qi Qianyu paused, snorted coldly, but didn’t reply.
Ling Jing’s face darkened, his voice icy: "What, Gu Zhan, you mean to kill my brother right in front of me? Let me tell you, Gu Zhan, if it weren’t for you wearing that Embroidered Uniform Guard dog-skin coat, just for hurting my brother, I’d kill you myself,
But you needn’t worry—since you dared to hurt my brother, I’ll take up this feud; no matter the cost, I’ll strip off your dog-skin, and without the Embroidered Uniform Guard’s status, it’ll be your death day. I, Ling Jing, mean what I say!"
Gu Zhan glanced at Ling Jing, sneering, "Enough, Ling Jing, stop acting in front of me, it’s disgusting. What, just trying to show off for Qi Qianyu? Only such a fool would believe it. If it weren’t for Qi Baiyu behind him, would you give Qi Qianyu the time of day? Brotherly bonds? Heh, only Qi Qianyu is dumb enough to think you care about this piece of trash!"
"Gu Zhan, I will definitely kill you!"
Humiliated by Gu Zhan, Qi Qianyu’s eyes nearly blazed.
Ling Jing’s face grew uglier, spoke coldly: "Gu Zhan, are you courting death—"
"Go die, you bastard!"
Gu Zhan cursed furiously, a Willow Leaf Flying Saber appeared in his hand and flew out. Like spring thunder exploding, the flying saber split the air, streaking straight for Ling Jing.
In that instant, the short spear-wielder swung his weapon, trying to block the saber, but as he was about to reach it, the flying saber suddenly split into two; one blade swerved, striking toward Ling Jing.
"Crown Prince, look out!"
A brown-robed elder beside Ling Jing acted quickly, grabbing Ling Jing and leaping clear of the flying saber,
"Damn!"
At the instant he carried Ling Jing out of danger, the elder’s heart sank, panic showing on his face,
That flying saber turned mid-air, tracing a graceful arc, then pierced Qi Qianyu’s terrified neck,
"Pfft"
The flying saber tore through his throat, leaving a red dot on his neck.
Qi Qianyu shuddered, mouth open, only blood pouring forth, clogging his throat.
"Urgh... urgh..."
Blood bubbles oozed from his mouth.
[Experience Points +30,000]
As the system notification sounded,
Qi Qianyu fell with eyes full of unwillingness—crashing to the ground!