Chapter 91 Guhe: The word "Strong" is enough; battle is all that's needed.

"What, do you want to fight?" Gu He's smile was ambiguous.

Hong Li's face was gloomy. "Don't get cocky! You killed someone from our Hong Family; our Hong Family will never let you go!"

Hong Li had someone support Hong Lie's corpse and immediately sent people to call for the Wind and Thunder Pavilion.

"Han Chi, I respect that you are the Han Family Head. If you simply marry your two daughters to our Hong Family and pledge allegiance to us, none of this trouble would be necessary..."

"But now that you've killed Hong Lie and insulted our Hong Family, you are dead!"

Hong Li's Evil Qi was exposed, and his rage could not be quelled.

Hong Lie was their Hong Family's rising star, upon whom the Family had invested great effort, yet now he had died at Gu He's hands.

Both sides were in a standoff.

Hong Li's expression kept changing, while Gu He had already found a chair and sat down.

Han Xue and Han Yue, the two women, poured fragrant tea for Gu He, one on his left and one on his right.

Jasmine flowers floated on the greenish-yellow green tea, and the aroma of tea overflowed.

Gu He picked up the teacup and sniffed it carefully. "Hmm, there's improvement."

Han Xue's small face flushed red; she felt that Gu He's praise made her body tingle, as if insects were crawling into her heart.

The image of Gu He's dashing moves kept appearing in Han Xue's mind.

She was at an age that admired strength, and from a young age, she had been instilled with the idea of marrying a warrior or an expert. Every word and action of Gu He struck right at the center of her heart.

"Mm... I will continue to work hard!"

Gu He sipped his tea slowly, and the System's notification arrived unexpectedly.

[Ding! Target Han Xue's favorability towards the host has increased by 15%, currently reaching 25%!]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the reward "One Ton of Earth Core Black Rock Milk"!]

[Earth Core Black Rock Milk: A rare treasure that can enhance fire-attribute abilities; it can only be found in tiny amounts of black magma deep beneath the earth.]

Holy crap, a ton?

Gu He used his Soul Power to probe his storage ring. The inside was filled with black magma, packed to the brim, like a black dead sea.

A ton... Gu He twitched the corner of his mouth and slowly drank the refreshing tea.

Not long after.

The tea in the teapot had not yet cooled.

A voice, old but not lacking in strength, came from afar.

"Which yellow-haired brat dares to kill someone from my Heaven Thunder Pavilion?!"

A grey-robed figure walked over, lightning howling in his hands, his gait imposing.

Han Family Head Han Chi looked at the person arriving. The emblem of the Fenglei Northern Pavilion hung on his robes, clearly showing he was from the Wind and Thunder Pavilion.

Even if the Fenglei Northern Pavilion was only one of the four pavilions of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, its strength remained formidable.

Han Chi spoke respectfully, "May I ask the Old Mister's name?"

"This old man is Shen Yun of the Fenglei Northern Pavilion." The grey-robed old man raised his eyes, his tone as calm as water.

"Shen Yun? Could it be Elder Yun, one of the four great Elders known as Wind, Cloud, Thunder, and Lightning of the Northern Pavilion?" Upon hearing this, Han Chi's heart tightened slightly, and he spoke hurriedly.

"As expected of the Han Family, you are quite knowledgeable about our Fenglei Northern Pavilion..." The grey-robed old man smiled faintly, looking aloof.

"Old Mister Shen, you jest. The four great Elders of Wind, Cloud, Thunder, and Lightning are renowned throughout this Northern Region of Central State; how could this Junior not know of them..."

Han Chi cupped his hands and smiled, his eyes shifting, then asked with a probing tone: "Old Mister Shen, today's matter was purely an accident... The Hong Family suddenly demanded that our Han Family marry off two daughters. My daughters were unwilling, and I found it hard to agree. Then, this Hong Lie started a fight with us due to the conflict. He attacked first but was inferior in skill. Under the bright sky, with the Wind and Thunder Pavilion's mighty reputation, this is truly... I hope you can discern the truth!"

Shen Yun was a bit dizzy from his long speech.

"Hong Lie was a Disciple of my inner pavilion. He died here, yet you say he brought it upon himself?"

"Who killed him? Come out!"

Hong Li nodded heavily behind Shen Yun.

"This is simply not showing any regard for the Wind and Thunder Pavilion!"

Hong Li's voice clearly carried the tone of a fox borrowing the tiger's might, but Shen Yun did not care, because Hong Lie was indeed dead.

Shen Yun looked at Han Chi, waiting for his reply.

Before Han Chi could speak, Hong Li preempted him. "The one who killed Little Lie is him!"

His index finger pointed at Gu He, who was leisurely sipping tea.

Upon hearing this, Gu He slightly raised his head and looked at the old man, Shen Yun.

"You want to take revenge without distinguishing right from wrong? Your Northern Pavilion really brings shame to such a faction!" His tone was indifferent.

Shen Yun's grey robes billowed.

"And who is this person who killed my inner pavilion Disciple...?"

While his voice was fierce, he tentatively released his aura, wanting to know Gu He's cultivation level.

"Cloud Mist Sect, Gu He." Gu He spoke.

His voice was neither loud nor soft. Han Xue and Han Yue, the two women, stood obediently behind him, the fragrant scent of their robes lingering, which smelled very pleasant.

The two women were just a step away from massaging Gu He's back and shoulders...

Shen Yun frowned.

Cloud Mist Sect? It seemed like just a small Sect in a remote, small country.

That was nothing to fear.

Moreover, judging from the aura Gu He intentionally released, he was only at the level of a two-star Dou Zong.

And he, Shen Yun, as one of the four Elders of the Fenglei Northern Pavilion, had been firmly settled as a five-star Dou Zong for many years!

Gu He caught the disdain in the depths of Shen Yun's eyes and smiled lightly.

Here in the Northern Region of Central State, no one knew that he had killed a full eight Dou Zun Experts above the Jia Nan Academy.

Of course, this was not a feat to be casually boasted about.

"A life for a life, do you know that?" Shen Yun looked at Gu He and said slowly.

He saw that Gu He was not very old, at most forty-plus. This was a very awkward age in the Northern Region of Central State; he lacked the prestige of an Elder, nor did he look like a youth in his twenties with infinite future potential.

Neither high nor low, but a two-star Dou Zong in his forties could still be considered gifted.

"I naturally know..." Gu He's smile slowly widened.

Hong Li, opposite him, saw a bloodthirsty eeriness in Gu He's smile and suddenly remembered something. He had been careless!

Hong Li immediately leaned close to Shen Yun and whispered, "Elder Shen, do not underestimate the enemy! He... he used a Heavenly Flame to kill Hong Lie! He is an Alchemist!"

Shen Yun's expression turned stern, and the wrinkles on his face deepened. "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

An Alchemist who controls a Heavenly Flame! A two-star Dou Zong Alchemist who possesses a Heavenly Flame!

Gu He was at least a sixth or seventh grade! This was completely different from his initial expectations!

Shen Yun already had thoughts of retreating.

Hong Lie's revenge indeed needed to be avenged, but he did not want to clash with an Alchemist who possessed a Heavenly Flame.

Because as long as he couldn't completely kill Gu He, Gu He could summon a whole bunch of experts to steamroll him!

Shen Yun put on a serious and respectful expression. "I did not know that Mister was an Alchemist and also possessed that one-in-a-ten-thousand Heavenly Flame..."

Shen Yun just wanted to curse Hong Li for having no brains. Why didn't he say such an important situation immediately? If he had brought another helper, he wouldn't be so passive now.

Gu He listened quietly, just wanting to resolve this matter quickly.

Before coming in, he had told Yun Yun and the others to walk around, and now even Medusa in his pocket was restless. Perhaps she wanted to come out and play.

Gu He put down the teacup and rose from the pear wood chair. "Hesitating, indecisive—is this Elder Shen's way of doing things?"

"To a true expert, one word suffices: fight."

Gu He waved his palm, and several cyan-white flame blades appeared out of thin air, like sharpened bamboo arrows.