Chapter 133

Gu Hanyuan thought it would be better to help him find relief; living in such a state was even more painful.

He took out the Magic Sword and stabbed it into Zhu Zhangling's heart.

Come to think of it, although he had possessed the Magic Sword for some time, he hadn't used it to actually kill anyone yet.

He had never used the Magic Sword's function of converting the hatred and resentment of the killed into his own spiritual energy; today was a good time to test it.

The pain of the Magic Sword piercing his heart made Zhu Zhangling wake up for a moment; looking at Gu Hanyuan's indifferent eyes, he painfully stopped breathing.

Sure enough, after Zhu Zhangling died, a surge of spiritual energy came from the Magic Sword.

It was unknown if Zhu Zhangling's resentment was insufficient or if his strength was too weak, but the amount of spiritual energy given was not much.

However, in a world without much spiritual energy, being able to obtain it in this way was already quite good.

As for using the "Yin Yang Art" for dual cultivation, a woman's pure Yin Qi is not infinite, and the quality varies; it's hard to say what the specific effect will be for now.

After Gu Hanyuan destroyed the evidence, he used the "Ladder Cloud Leap" to climb to the top of the cliff.

It didn't take long to reach the Zhu-Wu Manor; he had intended to sneak in directly, but saw two people sneaking out, and someone was following them.

The two walked to a small forest far away before stopping; it turned out to be Wei Bi and Zhu Jiuzhen.

And the one following them was Wu Qingying.

It turned out that Zhu Zhangling had fallen off the cliff with Zhang Wuji during the day, and Zhu Jiuzhen had lost her support, which was why she sought out Wei Bi.

However, in reality, because Zhu Zhangling fell off the cliff, Zhu Jiuzhen's value had greatly diminished, and Wei Bi only wanted to treat her as a toy.

After some sweet words, he wanted to get intimate with Zhu Jiuzhen.

And Wu Qingying, who was following behind, was already so angry that she rushed out to question them.

Wei Bi naturally turned against her, accusing Zhu Jiuzhen of seducing him.

This was not only because Wu Qingying was also considered a beauty, only 2 points lower than Zhu Jiuzhen, but also because the Zhu-Wu Manor had now fallen into the hands of Wu Lie; Wei Bi, who cared more about power than beauty, naturally couldn't separate from Wu Qingying for Zhu Jiuzhen's sake.

Wei Bi was actually just a half-baked playboy; now that a Shura field had emerged, he was a bit panicked.

Zhu Jiuzhen was furious and wanted to kill Wei Bi, but the three of them were all evenly matched in martial arts, not even reaching the Innate realm; fighting was like chickens pecking at each other, and there was no result for a long time.

Gu Hanyuan changed into his Wutian attire and jumped into the scene.

"Heh, to think there's such a big show in the middle of the night, interesting."

"Who are you!"

Wei Bi protected Wu Qingying and questioned Gu Hanyuan; as for Zhu Jiuzhen, he naturally had no time to pay attention to her.

"I am Wutian; I heard that the Zhu-Wu Manor wanted to seize my Dragon Slaying Saber, so I came to see what kind of sacred beings you are to have such great courage."

As soon as Gu Hanyuan said this, the three people opposite were frightened.

"You are Wutian? The one who wanted to seize your Dragon Slaying Saber was Zhu Zhangling; he fell off the cliff during the day, it has nothing to do with us."

Wei Bi had some quick wit and pushed all the blame onto Zhu Zhangling.

"You want to fob me off with a dead man; do you think you are very smart?"

After Gu Hanyuan finished speaking, a sword Qi shot from the Magic Sword into Wei Bi's thigh.

Wei Bi screamed in pain, clutching his thigh, which was bleeding profusely.

But because he saw the sword Qi, he confirmed that the person in front of him was really Wutian.

Black clothes, Shura mask, cold temperament, purple long sword, casually emitting sword Qi—these were all characteristics of Wutian.

Wei Bi endured the pain and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Senior, spare my life! Any compensation is fine. Please let us go, Senior."

Gu Hanyuan's eyes were deep, and he smiled coldly:

"Heh, since any compensation is fine, then just compensate me with the woman beside you."

Gu Hanyuan was naturally referring to Wu Qingying.

Wu Qingying had been feeling sorry for Wei Bi's injury, but she didn't expect Gu Hanyuan to point the spear at her; in her panic, she could only ask Wei Bi for help.

"Senior Brother."

Wei Bi looked at Wu Qingying's helpless eyes, feeling too guilty to look at her.