Chapter 327: with translation of chapter title

"Ye Qingran, you're seeking death yourself, so don't blame me!" Lin Xueyan's beautiful eyes flashed with madness. She could hardly wait to see Ye Qingran die miserably in the street!

Killing intent soared to the heavens, the fierce attack already looming before their eyes.

The sharp sword tip, a point of cold light like the gaze of the god of death; if it moved forward another inch, it could sink into the brow!

The atmosphere froze in that instant.

Everyone held their breath.

At the critical moment...

Hum~

A surge of vigor burst forth, centered on Ye Qingran, forming an expanding hemisphere that exploded outward!

The vigor struck those attacking Ye Qingran, first stalling their assault, then sending them flying backward!

Bang bang bang bang~

Countless collision sounds rose and fell, yet in the blink of an eye, over a hundred experts were all shaken back by Ye Qingran!

It carried the aura of one man holding the pass against ten thousand!

Not only did the onlookers gape in shock, but even the experts from the Lin and Mu families had their pupils constrict, their astonishment plainly visible.

Although this surge of vigor caused them hardly any substantive injury, merely forcing them back was already terrifying enough! Consider that they numbered over a hundred, many of them at Xuan Sect level or higher!

"What's going on? Isn't Ye Qingran a waste with no spiritual root at all?"

Lin Xueyan's voice turned sharp.

Although they had heard that Ye Qingran had once defeated the mighty Qingyun Sword Immortal single‑handedly, that was merely rumor; never having seen it, she refused to believe Ye Qingran possessed such ability no matter what.

She's nothing but a waste!

The maid Cui Xi beside her, face tense, shook her head: "I'm not sure, but it's said that although she lacks a spiritual root, her comprehension of the sword way is profound!"

Lin Xueyan's face was full of gloom and malice.

Besides her, Mu Yuanzheng's face was also ashen; his chest burned with raging fire, wishing to tear Ye Qingran apart at once.

"Kill her, no matter the cost!" Mu Yuanzheng clenched his fists and shouted loudly.

The Mu family experts' eyes narrowed, and in the next instant their aura grew even heavier.

Wuhen's cold, deep gaze flicked over Mu Yuanzheng, as dark as ink, as if looking at a corpse.

If Ye Qingran hadn't stopped him, Mu Yuanzheng would already be a corpse!

After driving those people back, Ye Qingran summoned a treasure sword—indeed the Imperial‑level Sword she had plucked from the National Master at the previous banquet.

The long sword hovered before her, rising and falling with a humming sound; instantly the treasure sword leapt from its sheath, ringing clear, as if a dragon's cry came from the distant heavens, heavy and ancient, shaking the firmament.

Cold light like snow, sword qi like frost!

At this moment Ye Qingran also changed. Normally cool and lazy, her bearing suddenly turned fierce, endless sword intent flowing through her body.

Even her hair, moving without wind, seemed to carry that fierce intent!

Ling Shaoyang and the others showed anticipation in their eyes; they rarely saw Ye Qingran act personally. The last time she made a move was against the Qingyun Sword Immortal—though brief, she had left him no chance to retaliate with a single strike.

On the treasure sword, a flow of light flashed; not far away, an identical treasure sword appeared, then a third!

One gives rise to two, two to three, three to myriad things!

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qingran's surroundings filled with over a hundred identical treasure swords, hovering in the void in a surrounding formation, forming a terrifying sword array!

The clinking sounds gathered into a surging wave that rang through the heavens!

Endless cold light flickered, sword qi pouring down.

This moment belonged to the sword!

Ye Qingran tapped her foot, spun her body, and entered the sword array. At this moment she seemed to merge with the array, becoming the sharpest sword, as if she could cleave the heavens and sever the void!

Countless gazes lifted to that figure, all frozen.

In memory, Ye Qingran was always lazy and cool, like the moon in the sky or an orchid in a secluded valley.

Today she revealed her sharpness, fierce and keen, like a true peerless treasure sword.

Xia Zhimeng poked Gu Dongliu beside her, "Old Gu, have you noticed that Sister Ran is being especially flamboyant today?"

Gu Dongliu nodded, "I noticed too! But isn't being flamboyant fine? Someone as formidable as Brother Ye ought to be conspicuous, so that those blind‑eyed folks won't look down on others..."

Xia Zhimeng heartily agreed, unable to resist slapping Gu Dongliu's shoulder, "Exactly! Emma, Sister Ran is just too handsome! If she were a guy, I'd marry her without hesitation!"

Having said that, Xia Zhimeng felt a stare on her back and a chill run down her spine.

She turned her head and met Wuhen's abyss‑like eyes.

She seemed to have seen a ghost, hastily turned back and grabbed Gu Dongliu's hand as if clutching a lifeline, "Old Gu, I think you're pretty handsome too—maybe I should consider you instead!"

Gu Dongliu: "......"

"Give you one chance—those who withdraw will not be harmed!"

Ye Qingran spoke lightly.

Leading the Mu family experts was a middle‑aged man of sturdy build, possessing the strength of a Primordial Warrior!

"Ye Qingran, you've got a big mouth!"

He let out a fierce shout, his tone brimming with arrogance.

"Don't be frightened by her—she has no spiritual root at all, how strong could she be?"

People sometimes choose to forget what they don't want to believe.

For example, even though Ye Qingran had defeated the Qingyun Sword Immortal, they acted as if they knew nothing of it.

Those over a hundred experts exchanged glances, resolve rising in their eyes, and in unison charged at Ye Qingran.

Ye Qingran's eyes darkened, and with a wave of her hand the sword array activated!

Over a hundred swords sprang to life like lightning, trailing rainbows behind them.

Swish swish swish~

A sound rang out, and the long sword slashed across the wrists of those experts holding their weapons; blood spattered everywhere, and the weapons in their hands fell one after another!

Over a hundred people were all wounded in the wrists that held their weapons!

Such precise strikes simply make one's soul tremble!

How on earth did she manage that?

"Give you another chance—those who retreat will not die!" As she spoke, killing intent already arose.

The implication was clear: the next attack would be a fatal blow!

Though it was clearly arrogant, at this moment no one dared to question it.

Finally, someone hesitated.

Ye Qingran could strike their wrists with such precision—what about their brows, throats, hearts?

Unimaginable!

If earlier Ye Qingran had struck to kill, would they not already have returned to the Nine Heavens?

Deep in their hearts, a sudden surge of fear rose.

Their fighting spirit waned.

Seeing this, Mu Yuanzheng gritted his teeth, furious beyond measure.

He shouted loudly: "Go up, kill her, and there will be a great reward!"

Lin Xueyan feared damaging her image and dared not say such words before everyone, yet she gave the Lin Family team leader a look.

The meaning was clear: kill Ye Qingran, and there will be a great reward!

Where there are generous rewards, brave souls always appear.

Those who had originally shrunk back now had their eyes light up again.

Of course, also several dozen people chose to keep the peace and preserve their lives.

Wealth is an external possession—what could be more important than one's life?

However, after removing those twenty-odd people, over a hundred remained.

Among these people, either they were greedy, or they believed their numbers meant that, united, Ye Qingran would not be their match.

Ye Qingran's eyes were as cold as ice.

She considered herself no good person, her hands stained with the blood of many.

"If they do not provoke me, I will not provoke them." These people had clearly come to kill her; if she still held mercy, how would she differ from a saint?

Then, kill!