264: Chapter 264 Invincible Grandmaster!

Despair closed in on him.

Wang Hengshan's frenzied attacks left him breathless.

Poison Three struggled to lift his head, desperately seeking a way to survive.

But in the next second, a thunderous voice suddenly rang out, followed by a chill that shot straight to his crown.

"Slash!"

Almost at the same time, a white streak of light, condensed from the phantom of a long blade, struck toward his neck with lightning speed.

By the time Poison Three realized the source of the sound, the white streak had already severed his neck, along with his cervical spine.

His severed head flew off like a wild horse breaking its bridle, hovering in mid-air, watching his own headless body.

Everything felt so surreal.

The next instant, blood erupted from the wound like a fountain, spraying a full ten feet high.

Looking at the spurting blood, his eyes were filled with profound confusion.

Perhaps until this very moment, he had not realized he was already dead.

It was also at this moment that Liu Three-Blade sheathed his blade, his eyes devoid of any fluctuation, as if that strike had been a trivial matter.

"It's over!"

Watching the corpse fall, Wang Hengshan let out a long breath.

He was exhausted from this battle.

He was the only one of the six who had truly fought until the very end.

Although his body was weary, his mind was still filled with many doubts.

Why had the battlefield of six turned into this scene?

Just as he was about to ask, Liu Three-Blade seemed to read his thoughts and spoke first: "Take Poison Three's head back first. I still need to go to Grandmaster Qingyun's side to see the situation. If you have anything to say, wait until I return."

"Alright." Wang Hengshan nodded, not insisting further.

His Qi and blood were less than thirty percent of their Peak, so going along would be of little use.

Things had reached a conclusion here.

Even if there were some surprises, there would not be any major variables.

Meanwhile, in a valley within the inner reaches of the Yunshan Mountains, Pei Qingyun stood high above, looking down at the Laughing Arhat below.

The Laughing Arhat was covered in blood, his Aura withered, and his clothes tattered, making him look like a severely injured beggar.

During the quarter-hour chase, he had almost exhausted all his Qi and blood, yet he still could not escape the fate of being caught by Pei Qingyun.

"Your Excellency is not from the Evil Suppression Bureau. Working for the Evil Suppression Bureau is merely for resources. As long as you let me go, I can exchange resources with you." Watching Pei Qingyun closing in step by step, the Laughing Arhat's eyes were filled with unwillingness.

Pei Qingyun smiled and said indifferently, "Resource exchange, that's a good proposal. It seems your life is quite valuable."

Seeing Pei Qingyun say this, the Laughing Arhat thought Pei Qingyun was tempted and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "I see that Your Excellency is not young. In my treasure vault, there happens to be a Lifespan Grass. As long as you let me go, I will take you to get it."

The Laughing Arhat naturally did not have any Lifespan Grass. If he had such a thing, he would have traded it for resources long ago, so why would he be trapped at the Grandmaster realm?

Now at the moment of life and death, if he could survive temporarily, he would naturally make up any excuse.

Especially for a Grandmaster of Pei Qingyun's age, what they craved most was Lifespan.

As for not being able to produce it in the end, that was another matter.

Being able to live a little longer was an opportunity.

"Lifespan Grass, that is indeed not bad. It's a pity..." Pei Qingyun let out a sigh.

The Laughing Arhat did not understand why Pei Qingyun would have such a reaction.

However, the very next instant, Pei Qingyun gave him the answer.

His Aura suddenly changed, the ground beneath his feet shattered into gravel, and he swooped down like an eagle catching its prey.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two was less than three feet, and a fierce force was unleashed.

Facing Pei Qingyun's sudden eruption, the Laughing Arhat was stunned, but immediately reacted.

However, his Qi and blood were nearly exhausted, he had been injured by Pei Qingyun, and he had to endure the backlash of the Blood Demon Evasion Technique, so even his counterattack could not exert even one-tenth of his Peak strength.

Conversely, Pei Qingyun had been chasing all the way, and although he had consumed quite a bit of Qi and blood, the Pei Family Evergreen Art, a wood-type Cultivation Technique, was best at recovery and vitality.

When it came to endurance, even an ordinary Grandmaster of Meridians might not be as persistent as him.

At this moment, his combat power was still at its Peak.

Peak against one-tenth.

It was an overwhelming crush without any suspense.

"No!"

Amidst a scream, a blood hole the size of a palm exploded in the Laughing Arhat's chest.

Feeling the loss of his vitality, he instinctively looked at his heart, which was now just an empty hole.

In fact, that beating heart had also been twisted into minced meat under the immense force.

Due to a Grandmaster's strong vitality, he did not die immediately.

But that was all; with such injuries, even a Grandmaster had no hope of survival.

"Why..." The Laughing Arhat looked at Pei Qingyun in despair; he did not understand why Pei Qingyun had changed so quickly.

One moment he was interested, the next moment a killing blow came.

Unfortunately, what he received was not Pei Qingyun's answer, but a withered palm.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, his throat was crushed.

A strong sense of suffocation made his eyes bulge, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets at any moment.

Until the moment of his death, he did not get the answer he wanted.

Perhaps other elderly Grandmasters would have been tempted by the Lifespan and temporarily let the Laughing Arhat go, or even secretly cooperated with him, which was not impossible.

He naturally needed the Lifespan Grass as well. Even if he did not need it himself, he could sell it or use it for Family members.

After all, everyone has a day when their Lifespan runs out.

Although the Laughing Arhat's words were not very credible, there was no lack of Martial Artists willing to take a gamble.

It was just a pity that he was facing Pei Qingyun.

To Pei Qingyun, the Lifespan Grass was far from being that important.

On the contrary, the fall of the Laughing Arhat was more in line with his own interests and the Family's interests.

Tidying up his wrinkled clothes, Pei Qingyun looked at the Laughing Arhat's corpse.

Looting the corpse was naturally indispensable.

It was a pity that so far, he had never seen a spatial equipment like a Storage Pouch.

This also meant that the harvest from looting the corpse was not high.

He did not even bother to loot ordinary corpses.

Only for a Grandmaster like the Laughing Arhat did he have some interest.

After some searching, he managed to find a few silver banknotes and a small amount of Medicinal Pill, which amounted to about ten thousand taels.

"Sure enough, looting a corpse is not as good as confiscating a house. I will take this head with me as well. If there is a lack of physical evidence and the Evil Suppression Bureau does not acknowledge it, would I not be at a huge loss?" Thinking this, Pei Qingyun cut off the Laughing Arhat's head and left quietly.

On the way back, Pei Qingyun met Liu Three-Blade who was rushing over.

Before Liu Three-Blade could ask, he tossed the cloth-wrapped head over.

Catching the package, Liu Three-Blade weighed it and immediately understood its meaning.

Although he had an expectation in his heart, his heart still inevitably skipped a beat the moment he opened the package.

Especially after seeing the appearance of the head clearly, his eyes became even more complex.

The Laughing Arhat was dead, killed by Pei Qingyun.

Back when he was fighting Yan Qingying, he had not held much hope.

Until he discovered the traces of the battle between Pei Qingyun and the Laughing Arhat, he had rekindled hope.

Although Pei Qingyun had gone to chase the Laughing Arhat, Blood Demon Sect Disciples were known for being slippery, so it was not impossible for him to escape.

Now, seeing the Laughing Arhat's head still gave him quite a shock.

Too strong!

Pei Qingyun's strength was far stronger than he had imagined.

He looked completely unscathed, and his clothes were the same as before he set out, unaffected in the slightest.

Looking at himself, not only had he not defeated Yan Qingying, but his clothes had been torn in several places during the battle.

It was not exactly disheveled, but he looked a bit embarrassed.

As fellow Top Grandmasters, could the gap be this large?

He expressed deep doubt.

In an instant, a bold idea flashed through his mind.

All along, he had unilaterally assumed that Pei Qingyun was a Top Grandmaster.

And Pei Qingyun had never admitted it.

"Perhaps, I was wrong from the beginning. Grandmaster Qingyun is not a Top Grandmaster, but an Invincible Grandmaster. Only by possessing the strength of an Invincible Grandmaster can everything that is happening now be explained."

Once this thought appeared, Liu Three-Blade's eyes changed instantly.

As a Top Grandmaster and an Earth-Grade Evil-Suppressing Guard of the Evil Suppression Bureau, he knew the weight of an Invincible Grandmaster.

On the surface, among the Grandmasters of the same generation in the Great Jing Dynasty, the number of Invincible Grandmasters was only in the single digits.

Of course, there would be more in the shadows. But no matter how many there were, it would not exceed thirty.

This was even counting some old monsters of Pei Qingyun's age.

One could imagine the gold content of the number of Invincible Grandmasters.

Averaged across the nineteen continents of Great Jing, there was only one or two per continent. But in reality, Invincible Grandmasters were mostly concentrated in the capital of Great Jing.

Just like the Beilong Continent where Pei Qingyun was located, there were no Invincible Grandmasters on the surface.

Perhaps Pei Qingyun was the only Invincible Grandmaster in the Beilong Continent.

Even if Pei Qingyun could not break through to the Meridian Opening Realm in the future, he was still a target worth winning over and worth befriending.

Just like that, with a strange look in Liu Three-Blade's eyes, the two left the Yunshan Mountains.

On the way back to Longnan Prefecture city, Liu Three-Blade spoke much more, and his attitude became much closer.

Pei Qingyun was not repulsed by this.

He knew very well that Liu Three-Blade's change was naturally due to his appreciation of his strength.

Could it possibly be because of his personal charm?

He was an old man, surely he was not coveting his old age.

Long before he decided to carry out this mission, he had no intention of hiding his strength in front of Liu Three-Blade.

Liu Three-Blade came from the Evil Suppression Bureau and had an extraordinary status. Showing his strength at the right time to strengthen the connection between the two for mutual benefit was part of the plan.

If a Family wants to develop rapidly, it must make friends with various forces.

Practicing pure "staying low" only applies to individuals.

Moreover, in this world of a great martial arts era.

Without strength, one is just a roadkill.

You want to stay low, but you may not be able to; no one knows when an accident will come.

Demon sources, Evil Path Sects, there are too many crises like these. If Great Jing were to fall like the previous dynasty, and he did not have the corresponding strength, the outcome would be self-evident.

If he only had a hundred years of Lifespan, that would be one thing.

He wanted eternal life, and for his Family to prosper for generations, he must have the strength to deal with all crises.

...

Half an hour later, the two returned to Longnan Prefecture city.

After entering the city gate, the two parted ways. Pei Qingyun returned to the Pei Family Villa, while Liu Three-Blade went to the Evil Suppression Bureau to report the mission.

Soon.

The news of the execution of the Laughing Arhat and Poison Three spread within the Evil Suppression Bureau.

This changed the oppressive atmosphere of the Evil Suppression Bureau.

Many Evil-Suppressing Guards even showed long-lost smiles on their faces.

Over the past half month, the mortality rate of Evil-Suppressing Guards had reached its Peak in a decade.

Especially with this trip to the Yunshan Mountains, Wang Hengshan's subordinates had lost dozens of Evil-Suppressing Guards, and the survivors all hoped that this matter would pass sooner.

With the Laughing Arhat and Poison Three dead, even if there were still some blood slaves not cleaned up, they were just small fries not worth fearing.

As Liu Three-Blade and Wang Hengshan were the highest commanders of this mission, the credit for the deaths of the Laughing Arhat and Poison Three was naturally attributed to them.

Because Pei Qingyun's identity could not be revealed, he, the greatest contributor to the mission, remained unknown, limited only to Wang Hengshan and Liu Three-Blade.

Pei Qingyun was very satisfied with this.

A tall tree attracts the wind, and besides, this was an internal affair of the Evil-Suppressing Guards; having the credit go to the two of them would maximize the benefits.

He only needed to get that part of the benefits.

As for how much Liu Three-Blade and Wang Hengshan could get, he actually hoped they could get more.

Once the network of relationships was spread out, the stronger the two were, the more the Pei Clan would benefit.

At the same time, the two also shared the implicit risks brought by the Blood Demon Sect, so why not?

At this moment, discussions about this matter could be heard everywhere in the Evil Suppression Bureau.

"Master Liu is too powerful, usually he does not show off. This move is truly astonishing, even an Evil Path Demon like the Laughing Arhat was easily killed. As expected, experts are so low-key."

"You are wrong about that, Master Liu is not low-key. Looking at you, you probably do not know Master Liu's background; Master Liu is a Genius from the main headquarters."

"So that is it! Master Liu is from the main Sect, no wonder he has such strength, being able to kill the Laughing Arhat who had the strength of a Top Grandmaster. With this strength, Commander Wang is probably no match."

"Keep your voice down, don't let Commander Wang hear you. Commander Wang killed the Blood Demon Poison Three this time. If he hears you gossiping about him behind his back, he might give you a beating."

"The Commander is really narrow-minded, Master Liu is more open-minded."

...

These Evil-Suppressing Guards did not know that while they were discussing, Wang Hengshan and Liu Three-Blade were nearby, listening to all of this.

At first, Wang Hengshan was full of smiles.

Although the final strike that killed Poison Three was dealt by Liu Three-Blade, the credit for Poison Three's death was counted on him alone.

Undoubtedly, this was his moment of high spirits.

He had wanted to listen to the praise and flattery of the crowd behind his back.

As a result, the more he listened, the darker his face became.

This made his look towards Liu Three-Blade also carry a trace of resentment.

Sure enough, people cannot be compared.

Especially when those around you are better than yourself.