Chapter 4

"Are you going to break the agreement, then?"

The woman in white took a step forward, her expression turning slightly cold.

Qilin Yun's face was pale, and he seemed to have aged in an instant, looking even more haggard. His unsteady figure seemed as if it would be blown over by the wind at any moment...

"Master..."

Qilin Yun's aged, lifeless eyes stared at the young woman in white without blinking, his pupils filled with a barely concealed hatred, as if he wanted to tear her apart: "You... You Xuanling Sect actually dare to come to my Yunlai Sword Sect to demand the sword!?"

The young woman in white, clearly aware of the circumstances of that bet, frowned slightly when Qilin Yun glared at her.

However, as a genius disciple of the Xuanling Sect, she had psychological resilience far beyond that of ordinary people. She quickly calmed herself and said without backing down, "The terms of the bet three months ago were clearly stated. If you could defeat the Xuanling Sect members present, you could take your disciple Shu Rou away, and her offenses would be forgiven. If you lost, you would have to leave the Yunxiao Sword of the Yunlai Sword Sect. The result is evident from your current injured state. You lost, defeated by our Sect's Senior Disciple Qingxuan. Since you lost, you should fulfill the bet. Why shouldn't we come to demand the sword?"

The matter concerning his junior disciple Shu Rou was something Qin Tianji had a clear understanding of in his memory.

She was an outstanding female disciple among the inner disciples of the Yunlai Sword Sect, with remarkable talent. At just fifteen, she had already reached the Fourth-Level Swordsman. Qilin Yun took good care of her and adopted her as his foster daughter, treating her like his own.

This junior disciple was petite and delicate, with a gentle and weak appearance, evoking pity.

During an outing, she was drugged by an outer disciple of the Xuanling Sect and nearly violated. In a fit of rage, she killed the Xuanling Sect disciple. Because she was in the Xuanling Sect's territory and outnumbered, she was forcibly taken away by the Xuanling Sect. This led to Qilin Yun going up the mountain to demand her return and making the bet.

However, from Qin Tianji's modern perspective, this matter...

Was most likely a conspiracy against the Yunlai Sword Sect.

"Master." Qin Yuyan was unaware of the details of the bet, but knowing his master's character, he knew he wouldn't joke about the Yunlai Sword Sect's most important treasure, the Yunxiao Sword. He asked, "Master, what exactly happened? The Yunxiao Sword is of great importance, Master..."

Qilin Yun snorted coldly, "Do you think I can't distinguish the severity of the matter? If I didn't have enough confidence, I wouldn't have used the Yunxiao Sword as the bet. We agreed that if I could defeat all the Xuanling Sect members present, I could take my junior disciple Shu Rou away. However, seeing that no one could match me, they secretly brought Senior Swordsman Qingxuan to the scene and started arguing, saying that the rule was to defeat all present, not just those present at the time. Now that Senior Swordsman Qingxuan is there, he is also considered present! This despicable act, how could your Xuanling Sect do such a thing?"

The young woman in white's expression changed slightly, a hint of anger flashing in her captivating eyes. She snorted coldly, "Nonsense, it's clear that you overestimated yourself, trying to challenge Senior Swordsman Qingxuan with your mere Eighth-Level Swordsman strength to gain fame. You ended up severely injured, and this is entirely your own fault."

Qilin Yun, hearing her twist the facts, couldn't help but become furious, "Do you dare say that what I just said isn't true!? Can you swear to the heavens!?"

The young woman in white, having anticipated these points, replied coldly, "Your battle with Senior Swordsman Qingxuan is known throughout the Wanxia County. The truth can be easily verified by asking anyone in the mountains."

Qilin Yun, hearing this, became even more agitated and angry, "I refrained from publicizing this matter to avoid tarnishing the reputation of your Xuanling Sect, but you... you actually..."

At the point of his anger, he was already incoherent, and the internal injuries he had been suppressing were triggered, causing him to pant and stagger, unable to stand.

"Master!" Qin Yuyan was shocked and quickly supported him, feeling a wave of panic, "Master, hold on, I'll go get your medicine."

At this moment, the yellow-clad girl Qingxi, as if bored, waved her hand impatiently, "Stop pretending. Do you think a few coughs and a fake faint will make this matter go away? Hand over the Yunxiao Sword immediately, or don't blame us for causing a massacre in your Yunlai Sword Sect."

Qin Tianji frowned slightly.

Despite his Ninth-Level mental abilities being suppressed, his perception was still several times that of an ordinary person, allowing him to discern who was telling the truth and who was lying.

The Xuanling Sect's people were distorting the facts to such an extent that even he found it hard to tolerate.

Of course...

That was all.

The opposing side had a Level 7 dangerous creature.

In an unclear situation, self-preservation was the key to survival.

"You..."

Qilin Yun, already furious, became even more enraged upon hearing this, causing his injuries to flare up, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face extremely pale.

"You scoundrel!"

"Hmph! It seems we need to give you a lesson to show that we're not joking around."

The young woman in white, Su Yihan, snorted and suddenly stepped forward, drawing her icy cold sword.

The target...

Was none other than Qin Tianji!

"Oh no!"

Qin Tianji's face changed drastically.

The sword was too fast. Despite his Ninth-Level mental strength detecting the young woman's actions, his body couldn't keep up with his mental reactions. In the moment he barely moved, the steel longsword in the young woman's hand was already pressing against Qin Tianji's throat!

Cold!

The icy chill penetrated to the bone!

Qin Tianji could feel the sharpness and coldness of the sword pressing against his throat, knowing that with just a slight force, it could pierce through his throat.

In an instant, the aura of death tightly enveloped Qin Tianji's heart, freezing his mental world.

"You, the young master of the Yunlai Sword Sect, are the only bloodline of the Yunlai Qin family. Today, his life is in my hands. If you don't hand over the Yunxiao Sword, don't blame me for being merciless and cutting off the only bloodline of the Yunlai Qin family!"

"Stop!"

"What are you doing!?"

"Release the young master!"

At this moment, the people of the Yunlai Sword Sect finally reacted, shouting in unison.

"Hmm!?"

The young woman in white's beautiful face turned cold, and her sword trembled, causing a bloodstain to appear on Qin Tianji's throat.

"Tianji!"

"Stop!"

Qin Yuyan and Qilin Yun both shouted in anger.

"A small lesson. Next time, my sword won't just tremble slightly."

The young woman in white glanced at the bloodstain on Qin Tianji's throat, her expression cold.

And Qin Tianji...

Was suppressing his rage and fear with all his might!

His mental strength was pushed to its limit!

But it was useless.

The physical strength and speed of an Eighth-Level Swordsman were too great. Even if he could devise the perfect escape plan in his mind, his body couldn't move fast enough to escape an Eighth-Level Swordsman.

His life was completely in the hands of this young woman!

"Qingxi, go get the sword."

The young woman in white instructed the girl beside her, then glanced at Qin Yuyan and Qilin Yun, "You'd better not make any rash moves, or I won't hesitate to cut off the bloodline of the Yunlai Qin family!"

"Yes, Senior Sister."

Qingxi responded excitedly and headed towards the main courtyard behind Qin Yuyan and Qilin Yun.

"Stop!"

Qilin Yun, mustering his remaining strength, shouted, trying to stop Qingxi.

"Qilin Elder!"

At this moment, Qin Tianji, threatened by the young woman in white's sword, suddenly shouted.

Just as Qilin Yun was about to step forward, Qin Tianji's Ninth-Level mental strength clearly sensed the intense killing intent emanating from the young woman in white.

"Tianji!?"

"I am the young master of the Yunlai Sword Sect! Go, hand over the Yunxiao Sword to them!"

Qin Tianji said.

Just regaining consciousness, he was extremely weak, and the intense fluctuations in his mental world made him look pale and terrified.

"Tianji! Do you know what you're saying? That's the Yunxiao Sword! The Yunxiao Sword of the Yunlai Sword Sect, the symbol of the sect master, and the crystallization of the efforts of several generations from the founding ancestor to Sect Master Qin Huailing..."

"I know!"

Qin Tianji took a deep breath, the rage and fear in his mental world like a raging storm, making him wish he could order the woman who threatened his life to be torn apart!

But it was useless!

Besides the young woman in white, the Xuanling Sect also had a Ninth-Level Swordsman. This lineup was enough to completely destroy the Yunlai Sword Sect, which had only a hundred disciples.

Endure!

He could only endure!

Live!

As long as he lived, there would be a chance to avenge today's humiliation!

Suppressing his fear, Qin Tianji tried to keep his thoughts calm.

"Master, the Yunxiao Sword is important, but how can it compare to a person's life... I promised my foster father to take good care of Tianji. Tianji must not be harmed!"

Qin Yuyan, looking at the pale and terrified Qin Tianji, said firmly.

At this moment, she was filled with regret, wishing she had stood by Qin Tianji's side. She would rather be the one under the young woman's sword than let Qin Tianji face such life-threatening danger.

"Yuyan!"

Qilin Yun's expression was full of pain.

"Hmph!"

Qingxi snorted and quickly bypassed Qin Yuyan and Qilin Yun, heading towards the main courtyard.

In a short while, she returned from the courtyard.

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(A new environment, a new stage. I hope to still receive your consistent support here!)

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