Chapter 38

"Hmph. You killed my snake and haven't compensated me yet, and now you even want to kill us."

Zhong Ling hadn't wanted to pay attention to the struggle between the two sects, but she didn't expect Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing to be so aggressive, so naturally, she wouldn't be polite and retorted directly.

Gu Hanyuan also gave a soft sneer.

"Not much skill, but a big mouth, and poor judgment too. Sister Ling'er, I don't think they can afford to compensate for your snake; I'll teach them a lesson for you."

"Okay, okay."

Seeing Gu Hanyuan stand up for her, Zhong Ling was very happy, although she didn't know his martial arts.

Hearing Gu Hanyuan's words, Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing acted as if they were facing a great enemy, concentrating fully and deciding to strike first.

Both of them stabbed their long swords toward Gu Hanyuan at the same time.

It was a mess of sword moves like "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun" and "Ten Thousand Flowers Contending for Beauty."

Gu Hanyuan only felt it was flashy and useless.

Naturally, this kind of swordsmanship would have immense power when used by Wu Yazi and Li Qiu.

But what kind of dish were Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing?

He had no intention of exposing his Wudang martial arts and just crushed them directly with his Grandmaster realm.

With one palm, Gu Hanyuan shattered both long swords into fragments simultaneously.

The fragments didn't lose their power and smashed into the two of them, sending them flying horizontally.

After landing, Zuo Zimu clutched his injury and pleaded for mercy with difficulty.

"Grandmaster! Thank you, Senior, for showing mercy. We have offended you; please forgive us."

Having practiced until middle age and only reaching the early Innate stage, killing them felt like lowering his own status.

Moreover, the Wuliang Sword Sect would soon submit to the Lingjiu Palace; he could just indirectly control them after taking over the Lingjiu Palace in the future, so there was no need to waste any effort.

Gu Hanyuan didn't pay attention to him and left directly with Zhong Ling.

Seeing this, Duan Yu hurriedly followed.

Zuo Zimu and the others had no intention of stopping him anymore.

After leaving the Jianhu Palace, Zhong Ling began to chatter like a lark.

"Brother Wutian, you are so amazing."

"Brother Wutian, are you really a Grandmaster? You're even more amazing than my father."

"Brother Wutian, how old are you? I heard Grandmasters are all forty or fifty years old. Should I call you Uncle Wutian?"

Gu Hanyuan had a bit of a headache from the noise.

"I'm already sixty; it's fine if you call me Grandpa."