Chapter 447: Heaven

The young man in green on the small boat looked at the bloodstains already blooming piece by piece in the lake.

Nearly twenty experts of the Upper Three Realms, plus a Ninth Realm expert who had condensed a Profound Dan, all died here today, becoming bones.

Many plump fish in the lake poked their heads out, tearing and devouring the floating fragments of corpses.

Truly fed to the fish!

The young man stood on the boat, no one rowing, moving without wind, heading toward the shore.

The young man held the sleeping Sister Wu Tong in his arms, looking up at the leisurely blue sky.

Today, when entering the Grand View Garden, he had already instructed Sister Wu Tong not to leave the small courtyard.

The two Zhaoming Luan could share vision with him within Bianjing, so everything Sister Wu Tong encountered today was in his eyes.

As for the appearance of Master Dong's foster son, he had long ago entrusted Physician Hua An, Xie Houer, and even the woman at the West Wing Building to send money for the burial before the small courtyard.

This foster son was adopted by Master Dong when he was disguised as "Master Dong," originally a common charcoal burner at the West Wing Building.

The man fell in love with a woman at the West Wing Building, the two were in love, originally thinking they could save enough money to redeem her.

Alas, Liu Yuan was cultivating demonic arts in Bianjing, abducting women at the West Wing Building for harvesting and supplementing. The woman was unfortunate, deceived by a close friend in her boudoir, and eventually met a tragic end at Liu Yuan's hands.

That man not only had his savings cheated away, but his beloved also met a tragic end.

When Master Dong faked his death at the Flower Banquet and was being buried, the man wept bitterly over the coffin, his grief and indignation knotted in his heart, and he was also contaminated by the Yin Sha qi emitted from the Master's corpse. Now, he was already a living dead man wandering the streets and alleys of Bianjing, with only a thread of obsession to avenge his lover supporting him in seeking Liu Yuan to claim his life.

However, the man's strength was far from enough!

You borrowed the Zhaoming Luan to send him a message, and with the three previous gifts of gold, only then did you gain his trust today, willing to enter the trap.

The reason is not complicated; if Liu Yuan hadn't been so anxious today, and had peeled the cocoon to find the silk, he would have discovered various suspicious points.

However, Liu Yuan was truly too anxious; he could leave Bianjing if he killed the young man.

A killing trap set in a hurry ended in a hurry.

The young man in green came back to his senses, looking at the sunset in the afternoon, on the sparkling lake, the lake surface rippling with broken gold.

The sunset glow filled the sky, predicting that tomorrow would be a sunny day again.

It seems it is like this every day.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, the sun and moon alternate, repeating like this, constant and unchanging.

The young man's eyes were slightly calm!

This scheme had been planted as a seed months ago—no, perhaps years ago.

From getting to know Physician Hua An and Xie Houer, hearing the old story of Master Dong's foster son in their idle chatter, to closing the net today...

It was like shooting an arrow from across thousands of mountains and rivers, only hitting the target today!

Grass snakes and gray lines, the pulse hidden for a thousand miles.

Could the young man who had always been reading in the small courtyard really foresee the turmoil at the Listening Rain Building years later?

Could a young man who had not yet reached adulthood really not make a single mistake in the Xie Mansion, handling everything perfectly, like a fish in water?

Is there really someone without faults in the world? If humans are not sages, who can be without faults?

An answer ready to come out!

The young man in green stood at the bow of the boat, looking at his reflection in the lake.

The young man's bearing was excellent, his brows and eyes as handsome as mountain ranges.

Only hearing him mutter in a low voice, the sound seemingly only audible to himself.

"Heaven's will is like a knife and sword, within reason, unexpected, yet in the dark."

"People in heaven... do immortals looking down on the mortal world also look like people reflecting in water?"

"Avoiding heaven's will, escaping karma, all kinds of shackles and prisons..."

The ninth sword among the nine swords in the young man's heart sea released brilliance.

【You operated the Corpse-Eating Method of the Raptor from the "Yin Fu Seven Arts," several illusory raptors holding balls of Primordial Spirit and throwing them into your brow.】

【The divine fire in the heart sea surged, actually more vigorous than what was gained from half a year of cultivation in the past.】

【Originally, even with the help of the two Zhaoming Luan, it would still take half a year of Primordial Spirit cultivation to advance to the Primordial Spirit power of the Yang Spirit Realm.】

【It seems that by absorbing the Primordial Spirits of so many experts today, plus the life-and-death killing trap you faced today, you seem to have grasped a trace of the opportunity for that unattainable Yang Spirit Realm.】

【Your gaze fell on the calm lake surface, your voice as light as the wind skimming the water.】

【"Should I invite you out, or will you appear yourself?"】

【The Daoist nun's eyes were suspicious, looking at the lake surface, but with her cultivation, she also did not perceive anything unusual.】

【Is there still someone in the lake?】

【Your fingertips lifted lightly, a wisp of frost-colored sword intent hanging down like a silk thread.】

【Instantly, strings of bubbles surged in the center of the lake, and the water surface suddenly split open.】

【An old woman only as tall as a stool appeared, her head having sparse hair, all covered in sores, her features ugly, yet she was wearing rouge, counting as heavily made up. Even in the water, the makeup did not smudge, which shows her love for beauty.】

【Now, her protruding eyes like copper bells were full of terror.】

【"Young Master, spare this old woman... please!"】

【The Daoist nun recognized this person at once; this old woman was Madam Ruan of the Yan Prince's Mansion. It is rumored that this woman was born to a water-taming fisherman and a clam spirit, most skilled at raising aquatic exotic beasts.】

【This giant salamander is said to have been raised on her very essence and blood.】

【How could the old woman dare to stand? All the Ninth Realm martial artists died under Xie Guan's sword, so she knelt down trembling, "Old woman, I had eyes but didn't recognize Mount Tai, please Young Master, spare my life."】

【"Old woman, in this life, I haven't even dared to kill a river shrimp... I haven't done a single bad thing... Today I came to Yanbo Lake just to walk the fish, Dao Ancestor is above, Buddha is clear, the Most Holy Teacher is discerning." She actually counted on her fingers and swore one by one, "Please, please!"】

【Seeing Madam Ruan's tearful eyes, swearing, praying to Buddha, and worshipping the Confucian incense, the Daoist nun couldn't help but be amused.】

【This is completely different from the rumored Madam Ruan, sure enough, rumors cannot be taken as true. However... if Xie Guan really wanted to kill her, he wouldn't let her out of the lake, just kill her with one sword.】

【This Madam Ruan really has skills, everyone else died, yet she actually preserved her life, and was not even injured, hiding at the bottom of the lake.】

【You looked at Madam Ruan, considering slightly, "You can live."】

【Your fingertips spun lightly, that wandering sword intent suddenly collapsed into a sword pellet with cold light flowing, "From now on, be driven by me."】

【After speaking, the sword pellet hung three inches in front of the old woman's nose.】

【"Swallow this sword pellet, and from then on, your life and death will be controlled by me, within a single thought of mine."】

【The old woman looked at the sword intent emitting from the front, afraid and not daring to look.】

【"Young Master, can I not eat it..."】

【You watched her silently, the lake wind suddenly stagnating.】

【The old woman hurriedly closed her eyes and swallowed the sword pellet into her stomach in one breath, licking her lips, it had no taste.】

【You nodded with satisfaction, "Leave, I will summon you if I have orders."】

【"This sword pellet is formless and shadowless, if you want to take it out, if you ruin your life, don't blame me for not reminding you."】

【"Yes, Young Master!"】

【Madam Ruan's hunched body was like receiving amnesty, "plop" diving into the water, drilling into the bottom of the lake like a live fish.】

【This lake connects to the Zhi River, and the Bianjing waterways extend in all directions. If it weren't for the chilling sword intent that had already locked onto her, she would naturally find it easy to leave.】

【She touched her stomach, the sword pellet entered her throat and scattered throughout her body, nowhere to be found, it is definitely profound.】

【Thinking of what that person just said, fear arose spontaneously, thinking of ways to take it out, and thinking that this person is the successor of the Second Master, her face turned bitter, inevitably fearful.】

【Madam Ruan's two feet were like duck webs, swimming extremely fast, and she couldn't help but feel lucky in her heart. So many people died today, even the Great Sui Crown Prince and the Ninth Realm martial arts experts were gone, yet she actually survived. She thought, "Madam me, I still have skills, keep the green hills, not afraid of no firewood."】

【She couldn't help but swim happily.】

【Seeing the old woman leave, you steered the small boat to the shore.】

【The Daoist nun behind seemed to want to greet you, but you had already turned and left, so she had to follow.】

【At this moment!】

【On the shore of Yanbo Lake, black armor suddenly appeared like a tide, pairs of men and horses appearing from the street.】

【A thousand Dragon-Protecting Cavalry, the fish-dragon patterns on their heart-protecting mirrors shining with cold light under the sunset.】

【The Daoist nun's brows furrowed slightly, this is clearly the elite directly under the Great Qi Imperial Family, could it be that Prince Yan or the Thirteenth Prince Chen Mu gave the order, there is still an ambush today, and there will be changes!】

【The Daoist nun followed onto the shore, originally thinking the Dragon-Protecting Cavalry would be unfavorable to you.】

【What is astonishing is!】

【When the leading captain's gaze swept over you, he actually turned slightly to the side, his expression respectful as he made way.】

【On the contrary, the Daoist nun and the pedestrians on the shore were intercepted by the iron-armored torrent, cold blades set up as a chilling checkpoint reflecting the evening glow, they were blocked layer by layer, seemingly wanting to interrogate them.】

【The Daoist nun was currently a body of heavy injuries, blood staining her Daoist robe, but she was just barely holding on, and it was impossible to unfold her figure to chase.】

【This Xie Guan's strike was truly ruthless, if he didn't kill her, he also made her unable to move a bit of strength, making it difficult to intervene in the battle just now.】

【As for how this batch of Dragon-Protecting Cavalry treated her, she was not worried, it was originally the Great Sui that had a hostage die in Bianjing, now with the situation of the three countries, Great Qi still did not dare to kill her along with them.】

【The strange thing is, why are the people from the Suspended Mirror Division, God-Hidden, and Demon-Slaughtering Division in Bianjing nowhere to be seen!】

【As for Xie Guan, this noble of Bianjing, the invisible giant hand above the capital, seems to have reached a tacit understanding.】

【The young man should also be fine!】

【Today's matter, everything has settled.】

Luo Su Su watched Xie Guan walk onto the shore, and watched him leave quietly among a group of iron armor.】

This turmoil that shocked Bianjing ended in a mess, in the end,】

——The young man won!】

"A false alarm!", Xue Huaian's voice came, with a bit more laughter of survival, "Sure enough, among the four great happy events in the world, there is this false alarm."】

Mei Qingsu also nodded, "This time it was just watching from the sidelines, but it was also thrilling, it can be called one wave after another."】

"This is the demeanor of a young man, clearly a situation of ten deaths and no life, yet he slashed it open with a sword."】

"For the sake of a maid, entering the trap alone!"】

Xue Huaian pondered slightly, then suddenly clapped and chanted, "Ten thousand miles of horizontal spears to explore the tiger's den, three cups of drawing the sword to dance the Dragon Spring."】

"The young man is born with bold courage, his waist carrying a wild goose feather saber of autumn water."】

Hearing this, admiration floated in the eyes of both women.】

Xie Guan became famous in Bianjing for his poetry at the Flower Banquet, and is also the successor of the Second Master, the Second Master never took disciples in his life, it can be said he is the closing disciple!】

These layers of identity, these deeds, how can one not be fascinated?】

What's more, he was actually willing to risk danger alone for a maid, he must be a person of deep affection, how can this kind of spirit not make people's hearts sway?】

Xue Huaian looked sideways, just in time to see Liu Zixin staring infatuatedly at the direction Xie Guan left, her eyes rippling with waves, as if ten thousand feelings were flowing.】

His heart jumped, and he secretly called out, "Not good!"】

Mei Qingsu's brows were locked, his gaze still following Xie Guan's distant back, his heart shocked and uncertain.】

This young man's physiognomy is clearly a heavenly human posture that is noble beyond words, yet it hides a sign of early death.】

Two completely opposite fates are strangely intertwined in one person!】

He originally thought that today's killing trap in the center of the lake was the verification of that early death sign, but he didn't expect the young man to break out of the trap alive.】

What shocked him even more was that, looking from afar at this moment, the nobility between Xie Guan's brows not only did not dissipate, but became increasingly sharp and compelling, like a hidden dragon coming out of the abyss, unstoppable!】

This... what is the reason?】

Just as he was deep in thought.】

"Zheng—!"】

A clear sword sound suddenly rang out, like a phoenix crying in the nine heavens, the chilling sword qi surging!】

Mei Qingsu and Xue Huaian changed color at the same time, turning their heads abruptly.】

Only to see Luo Su Su standing with an eight-faced Han sword, as her plain hand lifted lightly, a rainbow light shot out from the sword edge.】

That sword intent was as clear as autumn water, yet carried a chilling edge, actually grinding all the surrounding fallen leaves into powder!】

Luo Su Su's true qi suddenly erupted, an invisible air wave sweeping out, the blue stones by the lake cracking in response, gravel flying like rain!】

Xue Huaian said with some surprise, "Sister Susu, your cultivation has broken through!"】

Luo Su Su was originally in the Seventh Realm of martial arts "Snow Mountain," at this time finding an opportunity to break through, actually advancing her cultivation again, given time, as long as it is a grinding effort, she can enter the Eighth Realm of martial arts.】

Mei Qingsu was full of envy, Luo Su Su's age having such cultivation, even among the geniuses of the nine great surnames, can be called a leader!】

Luo Su Su nodded, not a trace of joy in her eyes.】

After she saw Xie Guan's strike at the Grand View Garden last time, her sword heart almost shattered.】

The demeanor of that strike made her feel that her lifelong cultivation was nothing but a joke!】

Seeing Xie Guan strike again today, her state of mind was suddenly different.】

Originally, there was mostly disappointment, not being able to withstand Xie Guan's one strike!】

Seeing Xie Guan strike today, many experts fell like grass and died!】

The original block in her heart disappeared.】

I see all living beings are like this, what is there to be melancholy about?】

Once this heart arose, she felt her heart widen, and observing this kind of sword technique at close range during two crises!】

How could her cultivation not advance?】

Luo Su Su turned her head to look at the young man who had already disappeared at the intersection, and said.】

"After the Second Master left, those who use swords in the world are both reminiscing and finally relieved, with him here, the sword path is only second in the world."】

"From today on, I fear another mountain head has risen."】

"And, it is still a green mountain!"】

The two people present heard this and were silent.】

(End of Chapter) ===== CHAPTER 448 =====