Chapter 69

For a moment, Chu Xiyue had already regained consciousness, finding herself lying on the ground, her true essence scattered, her internal organs injured, and she was in a serious condition.

The power of that strike was so terrifying!

Thinking about that strike just now, she still felt a chill in her heart.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps approaching. She lifted her head slightly and saw the man already by her side, looking down at her with a cold, merciless gaze that exuded naked killing intent.

In an instant, her heart was seized by the fear of death, a chill running through her to the top of her head.

At this moment, her sword was nowhere to be found, and she had no strength to resist, leaving her at the mercy of others.

Just as Chu Xiyue thought death was about to descend upon her, a cold voice sounded in her ear, "Who are you?"

"Chu Xiyue."

As soon as she opened her mouth, a strong taste of blood rushed up her nose, tearing at her wounds, causing her face to turn even paler from the intense pain.

The man's sharp gaze fixed on her, and he asked again, "Aren't you sent by Lin Zihua?"

Lin Zihua?

Chu Xiyue's breathing became more rapid, feeling as if she had been insulted, "What is he, to be worthy... cough... of such a thing?" She coughed violently before she could finish her sentence.

...

From this woman's reaction, Gu Yang knew he had made a mistake.

Just now, he indeed intended to kill, but upon seeing her, her appearance and demeanor were not inferior to Su Qingzhi and Xu Ruomei. He realized she was unlikely to be sent by Lin Zihua.

Her age was much younger than Lin Zihua, yet she had already achieved the Second Rank cultivation, making her one of the top five on the Hidden Dragon List.

In terms of potential, she far surpassed Lin Zihua, and how could he command her?

"I'm glad I asked one more question."

Gu Yang felt somewhat relieved. Such a person must come from a major force. If he had killed her, the next day, her elders might have come to kill him with swords.

To cultivate such an outstanding disciple, her teachers must be at least First Rank.

As long as she wasn't dead, he didn't have to worry about her elders coming to seek revenge immediately.

Gu Yang didn't feel any regret for injuring these two people.

In that situation, he only had one chance to strike. With two First Rank cultivators suddenly appearing, the safest course of action was to take them both out.

Otherwise, if they were enemies, he wouldn't even have a chance to escape after his strike.

He wouldn't risk his life on a gamble.

Even if he had mistakenly injured two young Second Rank cultivators with significant backgrounds, there was nothing to be said.

They could only blame their bad luck.

Gu Yang sheathed his sword and said, "I am Gu Yang. If you want to seek revenge, come find me anytime."

If these two were from the Lin family, he would have killed them anyway. After all, things had escalated to the point where he and the Lin family were at odds.

Since they weren't from the Lin family, it was fine.

He didn't kill them and didn't bother to explain. If he had cut them, he had cut them, and there was no need for an explanation.

...

Chu Xiyue watched Gu Yang turn and leave without a second glance. She gritted her teeth, struggled to stand up, and said, "In half a month, Chu Xiyue will surely avenge this strike."

Gu Yang didn't even turn his head, picked up Xu Ruomei from the ground, and walked towards the back yard.

Zhang Xiaohai was very quick-witted. As soon as he appeared, he ran far away. With his low cultivation, he wasn't affected much by the blade intent attack.

Gu Yang took him along and left the courtyard where he had stayed for nearly a month. He headed to the Qingxuan Sect to pick up Su Qingzhi and leave Jiangzhou, planning to go far away.

To Gu Yang, the Lin family was a formidable giant, with at least two First Rank cultivators, and possibly even a Divine Realm existence behind them.

Gu Yang had a clear understanding of his own strength. He could hold his own against Second Rank cultivators, but it was difficult to defeat them, let alone kill them.

The blade intent he had cultivated for over twenty years in the simulator couldn't be used as a regular weapon; it could only be used as a trump card.

Since he couldn't win, he naturally had to make a strategic retreat.

He would wait until his strength was sufficient to come back and settle the score.

There was no shame in this.

...

In a small courtyard of the Qingxuan Sect, Su Qingzhi was practicing swordsmanship in the yard. Seeing Gu Yang climb over the wall, she felt puzzled. Usually, Gu Yang would come at night to practice with her.

Suddenly, she saw Gu Yang carrying an unfamiliar woman in his arms, and her face changed. She said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Gu Yang said, "We can't stay in Jiangzhou anymore. Pack your things, and we'll leave immediately."

Su Qingzhi's expression was cold, "Why should I go with you?"

"I've had a falling out with the Lin family. Your identity can't be hidden from them. If we don't leave now, it will be too late."

Hearing the name of the Lin family, Su Qingzhi's face changed, but she was still angry. She turned away and said, "I don't need you to worry about me. Even if I die here, what does it have to do with you... ah—"

Before she could finish her sentence, Gu Yang tapped her neck, and she collapsed into his arms, unconscious.

Zhi Xing, the young servant, saw this and was at a loss.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and pack your things. Just take some gold and valuables."

Gu Yang, holding one person in each arm, said to Zhi Xing.

"Okay."

Zhi Xing finally reacted, hurriedly walked into the house, and came out a moment later with two bundles.

Then, Gu Yang wrote a letter and gave it to Daoist Jingyu of the Qingxuan Sect, asking her to pass it to Xue E of the Fang family.

The content of the letter was to ask the Fang family to take care of the Qingxuan Sect.

As for the remaining 1.5 million taels they had agreed upon, Gu Yang didn't mention it.

Since the Lin family had sent people to kill him, the previous agreement was unlikely to be honored. He didn't feel right about taking the money.

The 500,000 taels he had already received could be considered a favor owed to the Fang family, to be repaid in the future.

...

"What, dead?"

In Jiangzhou City, Lin Zihua had just returned to the Lin residence when he suddenly received a report from the Tingfeng Hall. His expression changed, "Did the sword slave by Xu Ruomei's side act?"

"No."

The person reporting from the Tingfeng Hall swallowed hard, "The report says that Master Mo... died... at the hands of Gu Yang."

For a moment, Lin Zihua thought his ears were playing tricks on him.

"What did you say?"

The person from the Tingfeng Hall said in a trembling voice, "Young Master, the report says this." He handed a piece of paper to Lin Zihua.

Lin Zihua took it and saw that it indeed said that Mo Yu was killed by Gu Yang on the spot. At the time, Chu Xiyue and Wu Xingyun were also present and were injured.

In other words, Gu Yang, who had just broken through to the Third Rank, had fought against three Second Rank cultivators and defeated them?

This was simply absurd!

"What is the Tingfeng Hall doing, to write such a ridiculous report?"

In a fit of rage, Lin Zihua kicked the person in front of him, sending him flying several yards away, clearly not alive.

His expression was distorted, his hands trembling slightly. The surface anger could not hide the fear in his heart.