684: Chapter 684 Lu Xueqi and Biyao (63)

"To kill a Disciple of the Heart-Corroding Sword Sect, a price must always be paid." The leading Black-Robed Person spoke coldly, "Su Han, come with us, and perhaps we'll leave you with a whole corpse."

"Just with the likes of you?" Su Han swept his gaze over the three of them.

Among these three, two were at the Peak of the Star Palace Realm, and one was a Half-Step Star Realm. If it were daytime, he might not have feared them, but at this moment, his consumption was immense, and Yu Heng had fallen into a deep sleep; the situation was not optimistic.

"Strike!"

The leading Black-Robed Person wasted no more words. The three of them attacked simultaneously, three black swords piercing from three directions, sealing off all of Su Han's paths of retreat.

Su Han did not dare to take the blows head-on and executed the Qingyun Steps, narrowly avoiding them. However, the Black-Robed Persons coordinated perfectly; when one strike missed, the second followed immediately, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

In just a few moves, Su Han was in a perilous situation, with several new wounds appearing on his body.

"It can't go on like this." Su Han gritted his teeth, preparing for a desperate struggle, when a light chuckle suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

"Three against one—the Heart-Corroding Sword Sect really is getting more and more shameless."

The voice was crisp and pleasant, like pearls falling onto a jade plate.

Under the moonlight, a white-clothed figure drifted down and landed on the courtyard wall. A veil covered her face, but those eyes were as brilliant as stars.

It was her! The White-Clothed Woman from earlier today!

Su Han was startled.

The expressions of the three Black-Robed Persons changed: "Who are you? You dare to meddle in the business of the Heart-Corroding Sword Sect?"

"Heart-Corroding Sword Sect? Quite the big name." The White-Clothed Woman chuckled, yet there was no hint of mirth in her eyes. "However, I am definitely meddling in this business."

Before her voice had even faded, she had already drifted down from the wall and landed beside Su Han.

"Can you still fight?" She looked sideways at Su Han.

Su Han nodded: "I can."

"Good." The White-Clothed Woman smiled slightly. "The two on the left are mine; the one on the right is yours."

Without waiting for Su Han's response, she drew her sword and struck. The sword light poured out like moonlight, beautiful yet lethal.

Su Han did not hesitate either, slashing the heavenly abyss toward the Half-Step Star Realm Black-Robed Person.

With the White-Clothed Woman sharing the pressure, Su Han immediately felt much more relaxed. Although he wasn't in top condition, dealing with a Half-Step Star Realm was still more than enough.

After ten moves, Su Han severed the Black-Robed Person's right sword-hand with one strike and sent him flying with a kick.

On the other side, the White-Clothed Woman's battle had also ended. The two Peak Star Palace Realm Black-Robed Persons lay on the ground, their lives uncertain.

"Thank you for your assistance, Miss." Su Han cupped his fists.

The White-Clothed Woman waved her hand: "It was just a small effort. However, the Heart-Corroding Sword Sect is vindictive; you must be careful from now on."

"Why did you help me, Miss?" Su Han asked.

The White-Clothed Woman remained silent for a moment, then whispered: "Perhaps because you resemble someone."

After saying that, she spoke no more and drifted away, disappearing into the night.

Su Han looked at her departing back, lost in thought.

"Resemble someone? Who?"

He shook his head, thinking no further, and turned to return to his room. The priority now was to recover his strength as quickly as possible to face tomorrow's match.

As for the Heart-Corroding Sword Sect—soldiers will be blocked by generals, and water will be covered by earth.

As the night deepened, undercurrents surged in Qingyun City. The Hundred Sects Grand Assembly had only just begun.

Meanwhile, in a hidden residence somewhere in Qingyun City.

A middle-aged man dressed in brocade robes stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the moonlight outside the window. Behind him knelt a Black-Robed Person.

"Sect Master, Gui Ying failed, his cultivation has been crippled. Gui Sha's trio also failed; two are dead and one is injured." The Black-Robed Person spoke with a trembling voice.

"Oh?" The brocade-robed man's voice was flat, revealing no emotion. "It seems this seat still underestimated that boy."

"Sect Master, should we send more people—"

"No need," the brocade-robed man interrupted. "During the Hundred Sects Grand Assembly, it's not suitable to move again. That old fellow Zi Yang is already suspicious; striking again might cause complications."

"But..."

"No buts." The brocade-robed man turned around, revealing an elegant face, yet those eyes were as deep as an abyss, carrying a hint of sinister evil. "That bitch Yu Heng thought that by hiding inside a sword, this seat wouldn't be able to find her? Hehe, since her successor has appeared, she won't be far from showing herself."

The Black-Robed Person did not dare to respond.

"Pass down the order: after the assembly ends, keep a close eye on Su Han. If he leaves Qingyun City, strike immediately." The brocade-robed man said indifferently, "Remember, I want him alive. This seat wants to personally extract Yu Heng's whereabouts from his mouth."

"Yes!" The Black-Robed Person took the order and departed.

The brocade-robed man looked back out the window, a bizarre smile curving at the corners of his mouth.

"Yu Heng, oh Yu Heng, back then you would rather die than hand over that thing. Now that your successor has fallen into my hands, let's see how much longer you can hide..."

The moonlight spilled onto his face, reflecting a blood-colored tattoo under his right eye, shaped like a venomous snake.

In the Qingyun Courtyard, Su Han suddenly felt a pang in his heart and startled awake from his meditation.

He walked to the window, looking at the moonlight outside, his brow slightly furrowed.

For some reason, he had a bad premonition. It was as if an invisible net was slowly closing in on him.

"Senior Sister, you were right." He whispered to himself. "After the Hundred Sects Grand Assembly, I must leave the Eastern Region as soon as possible."

The heavenly abyss sent a faint ripple, as if responding to him.

Su Han gripped the sword hilt, a look of determination flashing in his eyes.

"No matter what the road ahead holds, I will keep walking. Senior Sister, I will definitely save you."

The night was deep; the darkness before dawn was always exceptionally long.

But the darkness will eventually pass, and dawn will always arrive.

Su Han believed that as long as the sword in his hand remained and the Dao in his heart was not extinguished, nothing could block his advancing steps.

Tomorrow's arena would be another hard battle.

He took a deep breath, returned to his bed, and continued to regulate his breathing.

In another corner of Qingyun City, the White-Clothed Woman took off her veil, revealing a face of peerless purity. She gazed toward the Qingyun Courtyard, a complex expression flashing in her eyes.

"Su Han. Do you really not remember me?"

Under the moonlight, her face was clearly visible. If Su Han were here, he would surely recognize that this woman was remarkably the same girl he had saved at the foot of Qingyun Mountain three years ago.

Back then, she was just a frail young girl. Now, she was an expert capable of defeating two Peak Star Palace Realm masters with a single sword strike.

The impermanence of the world was nothing more than this.

The woman sighed softly, put her veil back on, and disappeared into the night. (End of Chapter)