127: Chapter 127 Attempted to Murder and Robbery, Then Trying to Run Away After Being Beaten?

As Qian Duoduo spoke, he cupped his hands in a flamboyant manner, imitating the scholars from storybooks.

However...

Saintess Su Wanrou acted as if she didn't even see him.

Those soul-hooking peach blossom eyes remained fixed on Chen Yan from beginning to end.

A waft of intoxicating fragrance drifted over as Saintess Su Wanrou gave her water-snake-like waist a gentle twist. Moving as if she had no bones, she leaned giggling against Chen Yan's side.

Her full, soft curves pressed subtly against Chen Yan's arm, bringing a heart-pounding sensation.

Her breath was like orchids, and her voice was seductive to the bone.

"Young Master Chen, this fellow Disciple of yours is truly interesting."

Chen Yan's nose was filled with the faint fragrance coming from the enchantress, and the sensation on his arm made his heart race wildly, nearly destabilizing his Dao Heart.

Damn!

Is this enchantress from the Hehuan Sect a cat?

Why does she love rubbing up against people so much?

I am a steadfast Rebellious Disciple who wants to pursue his Revered Master!

In my heart, there is only Revered Master!

Chen Yan roared frantically in his mind, but his face remained expressionless. He even deliberately moved a bit to the side.

Watching this scene, Qian Duoduo's fat face instantly collapsed.

He felt like his heart had shattered.

Could it be that his title as the future head of Alchemy Peak wasn't even as good as Chen Yan's?

He refused to accept this!

A surge of unwillingness rushed up. To regain his dignity in front of the beauty, he gave a sudden jolt of Spiritual Qi.

Boom!

The pressure of the Early Golden Core Stage erupted without reservation. A thick wave of Qi surged in all directions, blowing the dust off the ground.

He puffed out his chest, attempting to use his powerful cultivation to catch the beauty's attention.

However, Saintess Su Wanrou's body only shook slightly. Far from being frightened, she actually began to giggle.

That laughter was bone-meltingly sweet, causing the hearts of many Taiqing Sword Sect Disciples nearby to flutter.

Saintess Su Wanrou reached out a finger as slender as a young scallion and gently drew circles on Chen Yan's firm chest, her movements full of infinite flirtation and ambiguity.

She spoke delicately. Her voice wasn't loud, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"Oh my, Young Master Qian, is your Sect's information really that outdated?"

"Do you not know yet? My Young Master Chen is the first peerless Prodigy in the history of our cultivation world to forcefully enter the top fifty of the hidden dragon ranking with only a Mid Golden Core Stage cultivation."

"He is currently ranked forty-ninth!"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a bolt of Nine Heavens divine thunder striking the crowns of everyone present.

The Spiritual Qi that Qian Duoduo had just summoned instantly dissipated into nothingness.

His eyes bulged, and his mouth hung open wide enough to fit an egg. He stood frozen on the spot as if his pressure points had been struck.

Mid Golden Core Stage?

Ranked forty-ninth on the hidden dragon ranking?

Is this a fucking joke?

Before Brother Yan went down the mountain for experience, wasn't he still at the Late Foundation Establishment stage?

How many days has it been?

How is he already at the Mid Golden Core Stage?

And he made it onto the hidden dragon ranking? And at forty-ninth place, no less?

This isn't how cultivation works at all!

Not only Qian Duoduo, but even Zhang Yun and the Taiqing Sword Sect Disciples he brought along had expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

The way they looked at Chen Yan was filled with disbelief.

While the members of the Taiqing Sword Sect were in shock, the air seemed to grow even colder.

Mei Ruxue's face was so dark it could drip water. She stared intently at Zhang Yun, who stood before Chen Yan like an iron tower, her eyes full of wariness.

The violent Sword Intent radiating from Zhang Yun was like actual blades, making her skin sting.

This brute's strength was even greater than the rumors suggested!

She forcibly suppressed the anger and shock in her heart. Gritting her teeth, she tested him with a cold voice.

"Zhang Yun, I respect you as an expert on the hidden dragon ranking and do not wish to be your enemy."

"But this Chen Yan is merely a Disciple of your Taiqing Sword Sect's Ninth Peak. He has no connection to you, right?"

"Do you truly intend to completely fall out with my Shadow Kill Pavilion for the sake of a piece of trash who only knows how to hide behind a woman?"

Zhang Yun's large eyes widened, and his coarse eyebrows shot up. He was like a lion that had been provoked.

His roar was like thunder, exploding across the scorched ruins!

"Bullshit!"

"The nine peaks of my Taiqing Sword Sect are united as one, as close as family! Since when is it the turn of a shadowy rat like you to wag your tongue here?"

"Shadow Kill Pavilion? A bunch of dogs who sell their lives for money. Do you even deserve to talk about falling out with me?"

"I'll put it plainly today! Chen Yan is a Disciple of my Taiqing Sword Sect, which makes him my, Zhang Yun's, Junior Brother! Whoever dares to touch a single hair on his head, I'll chop off their paws!"

Zhang Yun's words were incredibly overbearing, leaving no room for negotiation!

Mei Ruxue's face turned from green to white from the verbal abuse, and Killing Intent almost burst from her eyes.

But looking at this Prodigy ranked 15th on the hidden dragon ranking, she understood that Zhang Yun had the capital to be arrogant!

While she was hesitating, Zhang Yun had no intention of giving her a chance.

"Kill!"

A world-shaking roar erupted from Zhang Yun's throat!

The muscles on his arms bulged, veins popping out as he suddenly gripped the hilt of that door-sized greatsword and lifted it!

Boom!

A terrifying Killing Intent instantly locked onto Mei Ruxue!

There were no fancy Moves or complex sword techniques.

It was just the simplest, most direct, and most brutal horizontal sweep!

The greatsword swept out with a terrifying force capable of destroying everything!

Hum!

A terrifying Sword Qi, thirty meters wide and as solid as a small mountain, instantly detached from the blade and soared into the sky!

Wherever the Sword Qi passed, the space emitted an overburdened 'creak' of mourning, and the earth was plowed into a bottomless, massive trench!

It was as if the entire world was about to be split in half by this single strike!

Mei Ruxue's pupils shrank to pinpricks, and a deathly chill rushed from the soles of her feet to the crown of her head!

She was scared out of her wits. The previous arrogance and coldness on her face vanished, replaced only by sheer terror!

She never imagined that Zhang Yun would directly use a killing Move without a second word!

"No!"

Mei Ruxue let out a scream. Her pale fingers danced frantically across the pipa in her arms, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.

The Spiritual Qi within her body poured out without reservation!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Layer upon layer of ice-blue sonic shields instantly materialized in front of her, each layer emitting an aura that looked incredibly tough.

This was her strongest defensive Divine Ability, the Ice Soul Profound Sound Wall!

However, in the face of Zhang Yun's unreasonable and absolute power, all defenses appeared pale and weak.

That domineering and irrational Sword Qi was like a red-hot iron being pressed hard against fragile ice.

Crack!

The first crisp sound rang out.

The outermost sonic shield couldn't even last for a breath before it shattered!

Immediately after!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The sounds of shattering joined together in a continuous string!

The dozen or so layers of the Ice Soul Profound Sound Wall that Mei Ruxue had placed her hopes on were as fragile as paper, easily torn and crushed by the Sword Qi!

"Poof!"

Mei Ruxue felt as if she had been hit by a sledgehammer. The backlash from the shattered shields caused her blood and Qi to surge.

The Sword Qi's momentum remained undiminished as it slammed into her body.

The top-tier Spiritual Artifact protective garment she wore flickered only once before it shattered!

She was sent flying like a broken sack by that terrifyingly powerful force!

A spray of blood drew a tragic red line in the air.

It stained the veil on her face red.

A trace of resentment and ruthlessness flashed in her eyes, but it was mostly the relief of having survived.

Taking advantage of this violent thrust, she forcibly suppressed her internal injuries, and her gaze sharpened.

The space around her began to ripple with a strange fluctuation.

Mei Ruxue actually intended to use the cover of her heavy injuries to perform a life-saving secret technique and flee!

Want to run?

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly in his heart!

Failed robbery and murder, and now you want to run after getting beaten?

In your dreams!

If I don't keep you pretentious prick here today, I'll write my name backwards from now on!

He raised a finger toward Mei Ruxue and shouted angrily:

"wait a moment!"