Chapter 595: The Reason Not to Kill You? Beg Me to Spare You!

The great tripod rang out, shaking past and future, spewing forth ten thousand zhang of radiant light, swirling with ancient chaotic energy.

The characters upon it began to slowly solidify.

1. Walk directly out of the Xie family's carriage pavilion and leave. (Hint: May encounter great disaster; ten to one chance of death.)

2. Walk out of the Xie family's carriage pavilion and reveal yourself immediately. (Hint: May encounter calamity; may not die, but risk of injury.)

3. Walk out of the Xie family's carriage pavilion, reveal your Primordial Spirit cultivation before showing yourself. (Hint: May encounter calamity; may be startling but without danger.)

4. Walk out of the Xie family's carriage pavilion, reveal your Martial Path cultivation before showing yourself. (Hint: May benefit your future; may gain unexpected rewards.)

5. Participate personally. (0/3)

Yu Ke carefully studied the five options above.

He eliminated the last option: participate personally.

Yet, this simulation seemed to have never offered him a chance to participate personally.

Of the four options above, judging by the hints, only Option 4 seemed favorable; the rest all carried potential danger.

Yu Ke did not hesitate—he chose Option 4 directly.

4. Walk out of the Xie family's carriage pavilion, reveal your Martial Path cultivation before showing yourself. (Hint: May benefit your future; may gain unexpected rewards.)

【You stepped down from the carriage calmly; the coachman dared not dismount, yet you knew he, as an ordinary man, posed no threat.】

【You felt the jade pendant Lu Hua had given you on your chest.】

【This pendant bore three yin-yang fish, lifelike and seemingly shimmering with faint green light, radiating a warmth that concealed your Primordial Spirit aura and calmed your mind.】

【The moon hung high; the bamboo grove rustled softly.】

【The primordial qi you had concealed within your body via the Qi-Condensing Method slowly released.】

【Your Martial Path cultivation of the Fourth Realm began to manifest.】

【You walked toward the Sima family's carriage pavilion beside you, guided by the moonlight.】

【You noticed the carriage that had just been parked outside the pavilion had vanished.】

【You walked straight inside.】

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Shen Kuan's face darkened, especially since Xu Jiangxian showed no intention of letting the two of them leave.

Were there others watching this place?

The lame old man thought of one person—someone who had lurked in the shadows but never found Xie Guan's trail.

He had never met Xie Guan in person, but he had seen his portrait.

Now, among the Sima family in this carriage, he saw no sign of Xie Guan.

Could this man be Xie Guan?

Zhu Zhiqian seemed to have guessed who it was—he had seen this Xie family bastard deliberately sit in the rear carriage at the Xie family gate.

Xu Jiangxian stood with his hands behind his back, watching the entrance with quiet interest.

Master Lianchi also watched the entrance.

A light footstep sounded at the entrance!

All eyes turned to the entrance beyond the bamboo grove.

Beneath the clear moonlight.

A youth stepped forward, clad in a simple, elegant robe, tall and slender.

His black hair was tied with a jade pin; his face was strikingly handsome, his eyes like pools of ink, radiating a cool serenity.

Sima Muqing had not expected the arrival to be Xie Guan.

He was the friend introduced by Xie Yuan and Xie Qi Yue in the Xie family, said to be acquainted with Zhang Yunzhi.

Unexpected!

This life-or-death crisis had overlooked his existence entirely.

Shen Kuan's face darkened instantly, his gaze brimming with boundless hatred—he recognized the man before him as Xie Guan.

For months, Shen Kuan's hatred for Xie Guan had reached its peak; he longed to flay him alive.

Today's turmoil had been stirred up by Xie Guan.

The lame old man's eyes gleamed with strange light—he had come today specifically to kill Xie Guan.

Now, as he studied Xie Guan closely, he found his features matched the portrait exactly, even more refined.

Shen Kuan's face darkened—indeed, it was Xie Guan—and his arm muscles bulged with rage.

Xu Jiangxian gave a quiet compliment.

"What a refined and handsome young man."

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【You entered the open space; both groups seemed to turn their gazes toward you.】

【You bowed and said: "Greetings, Elder."】

【"Greetings, Madam Xu, Miss Muqing."】

【Your expression remained calm, showing no sign of panic.】

【Xu Yuexi blinked in surprise, then slowly nodded, observing your composure.】

【To uphold propriety at such a life-or-death moment was no small feat.】

【You are no fool or ignorant coward—otherwise, after so many deaths in the Xie and Sima households, you alone would not have survived.】

【You looked at Shen Kuan, whom you had met once in Hongjing Courtyard; his expression was now twisted with fury.】

【There was also the lame old man—you felt no familiarity; you had never seen him before. Though he concealed his emotions, you noticed his right leg subtly leaning forward the moment you entered, betraying hidden malice.】

【Sima Muqing and Madam Xu merely looked at you with surprise.】

【The black aura of killing intent still swirled around Sima Muqing's brows.】

【Zhu Zhiqian, the friend you met in the Xie Fu, stood behind the middle-aged man, watching you coldly.】

【At this moment!】

【The most striking figures in the scene were the middle-aged man with streaks of gray at his temples and the gray-robed old monk.】

【Both radiated inner brilliance, appearing utterly ordinary.】

【Xu Jiangxian smiled: "You, a Martial Path cultivator of the Fourth Realm—what courage do you have to stand here and watch?"】

【"They are protected by Master Lianchi; I shall not act against them for now."】

【Xu Jiangxian said coldly: "Give me a reason not to kill you."】

【"If you have a patron, name them—see if they outweigh me."】

【You instantly felt a chilling, murderous aura surround you—awe-inspiring, like a tyrant's court.】

【Zhu Zhiqian sneered—a Xie family bastard had no background. Even the entire Xie family would be merely a nuisance to this Demon Master, unless Xie Hong came himself.】

【Sima Muqing worried for you—this Demon Master killed without hesitation; the Xie family's young lady and young master had just died.】

【The gray-robed monk also lifted his gaze.】

【Shen Kuan's face flushed with excitement—the Demon Master wants you dead; you are surely doomed.】

【Xu Xian sighed—another Xie family son dragged into this mess. Too bad she could not save herself; she was like a clay Buddha crossing a river. She glanced at her daughter and said nothing.】

【You remained silent.】

【Xu Jiangxian took a step forward; behind him, a spectral image of a great snow mountain coalesced.】

【You felt a mountain pressing upon your shoulders; your bones cracked audibly, your blood churned, your knees bent slightly.】

【The primordial qi within you thickened, yet could barely resist.】

【Xu Jiangxian smiled calmly; behind him, the spectral snow mountain collapsed, revealing beneath it a furnace, a volcano.】

【The three minor trials of your Martial Path—"Tendon Training," "Bone Casting," and "Blood and Qi"—crashed down upon you.】

【Every inch of your skin felt scorched, crushed; your spine tightened like a drawn bowstring; your entire body bent under the pressure.】

【The primordial qi within you swelled further, but could no longer hold.】

【The middle-aged man's voice came: "Of course, you may beg me—I may spare your life."】

(End of Chapter)