Chapter 56: Who Are You?

"You bastard, let go of Sister Ruoyu quickly!"

Seeing this scene before her, Xia Qingxue's pretty face was covered in bloodshot veins, her fists clenched tight, wishing she could pounce up right now and bite through his throat.

"You want this Daoist master to let her go?"

Having said that, he carried Xiao Ruoyu and arrived before Xia Qingxue, using his left hand to lift her up as well.

Xia Qingxue struggled, but no matter what, she could not shake off his left hand, and she said in desperation, "Demon, let go of my sister quickly, otherwise, I will fight you to the death!"

"Noisy!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Yang let out a cold snort and directly slapped Xia Qingxue and Xiao Ruoyu unconscious.

Looking at the two women in their unconscious state, Chu Yang revealed a trace of a cruel smile, then waved his hand, a gust of wind swept up the two women, and he galloped straight toward the valley outside the prefecture capital.

He wanted to use the sky as his canopy and the earth as his bed there, letting the two women serve him forever and enjoy the most wonderful taste of life.

Having not left the sect for over a month, he was truly stifled and uncomfortable; this time, he could not let these two top-tier beauties go.

Galloping all the way, Chu Yang's speed was extremely fast, and in the time it takes to burn an incense stick, he arrived at a corner of the prefecture capital's city wall.

At this time, it was still early, and there were many patrolling soldiers on the city tower.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, he directly executed the Flying Thunder Footwork and instantly left the city wall.

Arriving in a valley in the suburbs of the prefecture capital, he finally stopped.

"Hoo~ finally here."

He took a deep breath of the cool air, then beckoned with his right hand, throwing the two women onto the grass.

The two were unconscious, but they were still just as beautiful and moving.

His gaze fell upon the two women, and a look of burning desire appeared in his eyes.

"Tsk tsk, these two women are both top-tier, especially since one is still a virgin; they are simply beauties of the human world, even more beautiful than those senior and junior sisters in the sect. As expected of women from a worldly noble family, they are just different."

Lustful light flickered in Chu Yang's eyes, and he couldn't help but reach out his hand, grabbing toward the women's chests.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

Just at this moment, he felt a sudden gust of wild wind rise all around, as if something was attacking him.

A cold glint flashed violently in his eyes, his right foot kicked the ground fiercely, and his entire body rose into the air, dodging an attack.

"What kind of petty thief? How dare you ambush this Daoist master!"

Chu Yang roared, turning around to launch a counterattack.

His gaze looked toward the treetop in front.

He saw a young man of about twenty years old standing there, a black robe fluttering, his expression cold and stern, his whole body exuding a chilling murderous intent, and a pair of pitch-black eyes were coldly staring at him.

After seeing the other party's attire, Chu Yang's pupils shrank.

"Who are you? How dare you interfere in this Daoist master's business, are you looking for death?"

He roared, and murderous aura erupted from his entire body.

He had been careless for a moment just now and was almost injured by an ant-like figure; this was simply a great humiliation.

"Want to kill me?"

Hearing Chu Yang's words, the black-robed youth opened the Zhesan in his hand, glanced at him indifferently, and said with contempt, "Just you? You aren't qualified!"

"Brat, this Daoist master will send you on your way now and let you taste my power!"

Chu Yang sneered, leaped up, and slapped toward the front.

"Boom—!"

With a loud noise, the large tree in front was blown to pieces, and wood chips splashed everywhere.

"Eh? Where is the person?"

He looked up, but the black-robed youth had long since disappeared. He frowned, feeling some doubt in his heart, "He looked like an ordinary person just now, how could he have disappeared in the blink of an eye?"

Just in the few breaths while he was thinking, a gloomy chill abruptly enveloped his entire body.

The alarm bells in his mind were buzzing.

"Not good!"

He secretly exerted the Flying Thunder Footwork, preparing to flee.

"Want to escape?"

Just at this moment, a cold voice filled with endless murderous intent rang in his ears.

Chu Yang turned his head to look, and his pupils shrank instantly, seeing that figure shooting toward him at high speed.

"Swish!"

A silver sword light cut through the sky, like a shooting star chasing the moon; it was extremely fast and reached his front in the blink of an eye.

Feeling that intense aura of danger, Chu Yang was shocked.

He hadn't expected the newcomer's cultivation realm to be so high; the power of a single move was terrifying!

"Puchi~"

Just as Chu Yang wanted to dodge, the sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh rang out, and blood quickly overflowed and flowed down his chest.

In a few breaths, it dyed the clothes on his chest a bright blood-red.

He was heavily injured by the opponent in one move!

"Thump!"

Chu Yang's legs went soft, his face turned deathly pale, and he knelt directly on the ground, his chest throbbing with intense pain.

The opponent's speed was too fast; he didn't even have room to resist.

"You... who are you?"

Ignoring the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, he raised his head with difficulty and asked.

Coming into view was a woman with a beautiful appearance; she had a graceful figure, a black tight-fitting suit outlining her lovely curves, a slender physique, and skin as white and delicate as milk. On her exquisite oval face, a pair of deep, pitch-black eyes shimmered with dark flames, and her raven-black hair was coiled up, revealing a heroic and spirited look.

Hearing this, she glanced at the heavily injured Chu Yang kneeling on the ground and snorted disdainfully: "Who I am is not important; what is important is that you must die today!"

After speaking, a sharp, long, and narrow dagger appeared in her hand.

This was a sharp dagger, its cold light flickering and carrying a dense killing intent that made one shudder.

Seeing that the person standing before him was not the young man in black from the tree earlier, Chu Yang knew he had fallen for the other party's feint to the east to attack in the west.

Otherwise, he would not have lost so miserably, without even a chance to escape.

Although the woman was at the Great Saint Realm Peak, if he had intended to run earlier, he still could have gotten away.

"I... I want to see your master."

Looking at this dagger, Chu Yang trembled all over, his teeth chattering, his eyes filled with despair.

He never expected that after toying with countless women, he would end up falling into the hands of the woman before him; this retribution was truly ironic to the extreme.

"Heh."

Hearing Chu Yang's words, a trace of mockery flashed in the black-clad woman's eyes: "You want to see my master? Are you even worthy?"

Having said that, she placed the dagger directly against Chu Yang's neck.

Seeing this, Chu Yang became extremely anxious, cold sweat streaming down from his forehead.

He could be one hundred percent certain that as long as the black-clad woman before him wanted to kill him, she only needed to lightly flick her small hand, and his head would fall to the ground.

But he did not want to die; in his secret mountain cave, he still had many Puppets made from beautiful women hidden away, and he had not yet enjoyed them enough.

"I am a Personal Disciple of the Xuanzhen Daoist Child of the Heavenly Dao Sect; you cannot kill me."

With a roll of his eyes, he immediately thought of his noble status, attempting to bluff the other party.

"Heh, just a Heavenly Dao Sect..."

Hearing Chu Yang announce his background, that young man in black finally walked out from the darkness.

(End of this chapter)