Chapter 645: A First-Class Beauty, Jin Ping'er

Dushen is dead.

This old monster, who once dominated the cultivation world and lived for at least five hundred years, just died like this, dying at the hands of Yu Liancheng.

In reality, from the moment Yu Liancheng slashed his blade to the moment Dushen died, it was but a fleeting moment. Yet, the shock it brought to everyone present was unimaginable.

Especially for Xixue Laoyao and the others.

Previously, although they were at a disadvantage, they could at least contend with Yu Liancheng, and one could even say they were trading blows.

They once believed that by the end of this battle, relying on their superior numbers to exhaust the opponent's magic power and stamina, they might not be unable to win.

But that previous slash from Yu Liancheng made them thoroughly understand one thing.

——Yu Liancheng is very strong, stronger than they imagined, strong beyond measure.

I fear that in the entire cultivation world today, there is absolutely no one who is his match, and it would be difficult to even find an enemy who could last a single round.

The reason they were able to trade blows earlier was simply because the opponent was testing his moves and had not exerted his true strength.

Xixue Laoyao and the others were by no means stupid, and none of them would risk their lives against Yu Liancheng for the sake of their friendship with Dushen, so after each released one spell, they all transformed into streaks of light and fled.

It was just that wanting to leave now was inevitably a bit late.

Yu Liancheng waved his arm.

The blade light rose again.

The pitch-black blade light hung in the air like a black moon, and the biting, soul-absorbing blade Qi suddenly spread across the entire scene; the sound of tearing air currents was incessant, as if the entire sky's air currents were being drawn into this one slash.

Without a doubt.

This was an invincible, supreme, and lethal slash.

This was a slash that would make both gods and ghosts grieve, a slash that would shake the heavens and earth.

Once this blade appeared.

Those who stood in its way would surely die.

The blade light flashed past.

Xixue Laoyao and the others suddenly felt a chill all over, enveloped by a terrifying blade Qi, and felt an inability to move.

Immediately after, a faint stinging pain appeared at their necks, as if a sharp little knife had slowly grazed their throats; they could vaguely feel the coldness of the blade, and the illusion of fresh blood rolling down their necks. Boundless fear surged in, their limbs gradually lost control, a sense of weightlessness appeared, their vision was engulfed by Darkness, and finally, they lost consciousness completely.

"Alright, stop fighting."

A clear, resonant voice rang out, reaching Bi Yao and the crowd of Wandu Sect disciples below.

This voice seemed to possess the power of the Soul-Absorbing Rod, and everyone could not help but stop their hands and look up.

They saw Yu Liancheng standing in mid-air, holding a blade in one hand and a small, dark brown seal in the other; a lifelike little snake was carved on the top of the seal, and on the bottom of the seal were four characters carved—Wandu God Seal.

It was the seal that only the sect leader of the Wandu Sect had possessed since ancient times.

"The old senior Dushen has already passed the sect leadership to me; from now on, I am the Wandu Sect leader."

Yu Liancheng held the Wandu God Seal and said with a smile: "If anyone has a different opinion, feel free to speak up; it would be bad if I accidentally sent the wrong person to the afterlife."

He had killed Dushen, Xixue Laoyao, and a group of experts right before everyone's eyes.

Now he was saying that Dushen had passed the position of sect leader to him; this was truly bullying people too much—did he think everyone was blind?

But unfortunately, the Wandu Sect disciples looked at each other, yet not a single person dared to stand up and say a word of dissent.

Didn't they see that the Wandu Sect experts who usually called the wind and summoned the rain and possessed high magic power were now all turned into corpses, lying on the ground in a jumble?

Self-preservation was the most important thing.

This was one of the differences between righteous sects and evil sects.

Dealing with Fenxiang Valley required gentle means, division, and suppression.

But evil sects like the Wandu Sect were all very sensible; one only needed to suppress them with absolute strength.

"Since everyone has no objections, then I shall announce the first decree of this sect leader. The name Wandu Sect is truly not very pleasant to hear; it damages the sect's image."

"From now on, let it be called Changsheng Tower."

……

In Dushegu, the night grew deeper.

Although the day had clearly experienced a great upheaval, it was now surprisingly peaceful.

A goose-yellow garment appeared in the night, her beautiful eyes darting about; seeing no one around, she whistled softly.

Swoosh, swoosh……

A gray shadow swooped down from the sky, its speed extremely fast, like a gray bolt of lightning, stopping in an instant on her slender arm.

Looking closely, it was a bird similar to a pigeon. However, the spiritual intelligence in its eyes was incomparable to an ordinary pigeon, and it affectionately rubbed its head against its owner.

The goose-yellow figure hung a small letter tube on the bird's leg, stroked its head, and let it fly away.

Watching that gray shadow gradually disappear, the goose-yellow figure finally let out a sigh of relief; just as she turned around, she couldn't help but be startled and took two steps back.

She saw Yu Liancheng, dressed in black, standing not far away, smiling at her.

Jin Ping'er's eyes quickly returned to indifference, and her pace became slightly stiff and rigid as she walked toward the room where Bi Yao was, like a marionette.

"Caught you red-handed, and you're still pretending with me? Do you really take me for a fool?"

Yu Liancheng chuckled: "Don't you understand that those who treat others as fools usually find out in the end that they themselves are the biggest fools."

Jin Ping'er stopped in her tracks and suddenly pursed her lips into a smile, her beauty far surpassing that of blooming flowers: "I wonder when the Young Master discovered me?"

Yu Liancheng rolled his eyes and said: "The 'Strange Trick Dao' was something I passed to Bi Yao; although it possesses the power to bewitch people's hearts, it is not the 'God-Startling Dao' which focuses on the spirit. Moreover, your Hehuan Sect is also best at confusing people's hearts and has considerable resistance in this regard. You might be bewitched, but I thought you would be able to break free from it very quickly."

Jin Ping'er giggled: "The Young Master is indeed discerning."

Yu Liancheng said: "Actually, you had many opportunities to escape, but why didn't you?"

Jin Ping'er bit her lip, her pretty face flushed red: "This, this... can't you guess? Like the Young Master, a peerless figure, there isn't a woman in the world who can resist your charm; I just wanted to understand you a little more."

"That's not exactly a lie." Yu Liancheng nodded and smiled: "Then what have you understood?"

"The Young Master has high magic power, is extremely intelligent, and has almost fathomed many of the world's mysteries; there are many things about you that fascinate women in the world." Jin Ping'er lowered her head, her slender fingers fiddling with her lapels, like a shy little girl facing her lover.

Yu Liancheng smiled and said, "Then do you know about another matter?"

Jin Ping'er said, "What matter?"

Yu Liancheng said, "Those who set themselves against me generally do not have a very good end. For example, Shangguan Ce, Yun Yilan, and also Dushen and the Blood-Sucking Old Ancestor."

"I not only know about this matter, I also know about another matter," Jin Ping'er said.

"What matter?"

"The young master likes to enjoy things, such as the world's first-class fine wine, first-class delicacies, first-class scenery, and also... first-class beauties."

Jin Ping'er slowly raised her head, her pearly teeth biting slightly on her lip, her charming face becoming even more beautiful: "When facing a first-class beauty, the young master is always inclined to show some mercy."

"Oh?" Yu Liancheng stood with his hands behind his back, smiling as he sized up Jin Ping'er: "Then, how do you intend to prove that you are a first-class beauty?"

Jin Ping'er moved with lotus steps, slowly walking toward Yu Liancheng, wrapping her snow-white arms around Yu Liancheng's neck, a delicate fragrance wafting over as she prepared to offer a kiss.

Yu Liancheng's hand suddenly appeared on Jin Ping'er's head, gently stroking her beautiful head and applying a slight downward force, causing the latter to involuntarily bend her knees and crouch down.

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