22: Chapter 22 A Hero Saves a Beauty

One kilometer in front of Zhang Bufan's left, Fire Qingrou lay on the ground, her face pale, blood staining the corner of her mouth, already severely injured.

In front of Fire Qingrou, a White-haired Old Man stood, holding a long saber with a stern expression.

"I never expected the Grand Elder of the Ye Family to become a lackey for the Jiang Family," Fire Qingrou slowly stood up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said coldly.

"Hmph, it's not for a little girl like you to tell this old man what to do," Ye Yuanshan snorted coldly. "Fire Qingrou, I admit your talent is good; you cultivated to Great Perfection of the Fusion Realm before you were 20. But I advise you not to struggle in vain. In the face of absolute strength, you can only accept your fate.

Besides, what's so bad about following Young Master Jiang? Old Master Jiang has already broken through to the Kai Shan Realm, and Young Master Jiang's older sister is even married into the Tianjian Sect, one of the seven major powers in the Eastern Region. The rise of the Jiang Family is unstoppable."

"Bah! What kind of thing is Jiang Kun? How dare he try to marry me?" Fire Qingrou said with disdain, spitting blood onto the ground, and then continued, "And you, oldImmortality, at such an old age, you still kneel and act as someone's dog. You've truly disgraced the ancestors of the Ye Family."

"Since you're so stubborn, I'll have to subdue you first and then hand you over to Young Master Jiang for disposal," Ye Yuanshan's face was so gloomy it looked like water would drip from it. Being repeatedly called a lackey by a junior almost made his chest explode with Qi. If he didn't have to deliver Fire Qingrou to Jiang Kun unharmed, he would have killed her long ago.

"Even if I die today, I will make you, old dog, lose a layer of skin."

Fire Qingrou gripped the long sword in her hand, and then a fiery red Spiritual Qi surged around her. Immediately, she thrust out a sword and shouted, "Burning Heaven Sword Art, Fourth Move: Blazing Flame Piercing Mountain."

Ye Yuanshan's eyes narrowed, and his expression became solemn. He dared not be careless, swinging the long saber in his hand and unleashing a full-force strike forward.

"Boom!"

The Sword Qi and Saber Qi collided, creating a huge explosion.

Fire Qingrou's strength was ultimately insufficient. Her entire body flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood. Her aura was weak, and she couldn't even stand up.

In contrast, Ye Yuanshan's body trembled, and he staggered back seven or eight steps, a trickle of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Ye Yuanshan looked incredulous. His Realm was Great Perfection of the Yu Ling Realm, a full major Realm higher than Fire Qingrou, yet he was still injured.

"Fire Qingrou, I have to admit, your strength is very formidable. No one at your level should be your opponent," Ye Yuanshan's face showed a hint of appreciation as he slowly walked towards Fire Qingrou.

Fire Qingrou looked unwilling, and then she swung the long sword in her hand, about to slice it across her neck.

Ye Yuanshan flicked a finger, and a stream of Spiritual Qi shot out, knocking the long sword from Fire Qingrou's hand.

"If you die, I won't be able to explain it to Young Master Jiang," Ye Yuanshan came before Fire Qingrou, and with a wave of Spiritual Qi, he restrained Fire Qingrou.

A hint of desolation flashed in Fire Qingrou's eyes, and then she closed her eyes with a deathly pale expression. Now, she couldn't even die. She knew perfectly well what awaited her.

"Host, this is a great opportunity! Why aren't you going to be a hero and save the beauty?" The System urged anxiously.

Zhang Bufan sighed, then took a step, and his figure disappeared from the spot, just as Ye Yuanshan was about to squat down to carry Fire Qingrou away.

Just then, a faint voice sounded behind him, "Old dog, at such an old age, still bullying a little girl. Do you have no shame?"

Ye Yuanshan was startled and quickly turned around. He saw a young man of about 20 standing not far from him, looking at him with a mocking expression.

Fire Qingrou heard the voice, opened her eyes, and murmured, "It's that pervert?"

"Where did you pop out from, daring to speak to this old man like that? Do you know who this old man is?" Ye Yuanshan frowned slightly. He couldn't discern Zhang Bufan's cultivation, but given the latter's age, he guessed that even if he was strong, he would at most be in the Fusion Realm, perhaps having cultivated some secret Cultivation Technique.

"I don't care who you are. I just can't stand you bullying the weak," Zhang Bufan spat, pointing at Ye Yuanshan's nose and scolding, "Now, immediately cripple your cultivation, then kneel before this beauty and beg her to spare your life. If she is willing to let you go, then you can avoid death today. Otherwise, I will make your life worse than death."

Fire Qingrou looked dazed upon hearing Zhang Bufan's words, her eyes flickering with a strange expression, unsure of what she was thinking.

"Haha!" Ye Yuanshan laughed in extreme anger, then said coldly, "You really are..."

"Slap!"

Before Ye Yuanshan could finish his sentence, Zhang Bufan waved his hand, and a Spiritual Qi palm directly slapped him across the face, scolding, "Did I tell you to speak, you bastard?"

"You..."

"Slap!"

Zhang Bufan slapped him again, "Now just answer me, 'Cripple, or not cripple?'"

"Ah ah ah... I'm going to kill..."

"Noisy!"

Zhang Bufan snorted coldly, unleashing a stream of Spiritual Qi that directly blew up Ye Yuanshan's legs.

Thud!

Ye Yuanshan lost his legs and fell directly to the ground. His gaze at Zhang Bufan was filled with terror.

"You bastard, you still dare to glare at me!" Zhang Bufan raised his hand, and a stream of Spiritual Qi shot out, directly crippling Ye Yuanshan's cultivation.

"Puff!"

Ye Yuanshan spat out a large mouthful of blood, his aura weak, his face deathly pale.

A cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Yu Ling Realm, his cultivation crippled by a young man with a casual wave of his hand. What in the world was happening?

Fire Qingrou was even more stunned, her fiery red lips slightly parted in shock, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Zhang Bufan came and squatted in front of Fire Qingrou. He awkwardly scratched his head, "Uh... haha, beauty, we truly are fated. We meet again."

Fire Qingrou recovered from her shock, then bit her lip and turned her head away, not wanting to see Zhang Bufan.

"Beauty, I swear, yesterday I really didn't intentionally peek at you bathing, I..." As he spoke, Zhang Bufan realized he had said the wrong thing and quickly stopped, clearing his throat twice, "Cough cough, uh..."

"Host, your conversation skills are so bad, I don't even support walls, but I support you. A perfectly good act of heroically saving a beauty, and you've managed to stir up hatred again with a few words," the System said dejectedly.

"Then what do you suggest we do now?" Zhang Bufan had also felt a bit guilty just now and had spoken wrongly in the moment.

"You figure it out!"

"Cheep cheep cheep!" Baldy hopped down from Zhang Bufan's shoulder and chirped a few times at Fire Qingrou.

"Are you saying she's severely injured?" Zhang Bufan could sometimes understand what Baldy was trying to convey.

Baldy nodded.

"I'll check to see if I have any Medicinal Pills for healing," Zhang Bufan quickly checked his Storage Ring.

"She forcibly used a powerful Move, damaging her Foundation. Ordinary Medicinal Pills won't work," the System explained.

"Then what do we do?" Zhang Bufan was completely clueless about treating injuries.

"Cheep cheep cheep!" Baldy spat out a green light from its mouth, which disappeared directly into Fire Qingrou's body.