521: Chapter 521 Don't kill him

Another day passed.

When Qin Wushang woke up, Chu Yuehua was already gone.

She had left silently, leaving only a faint lingering fragrance on the pillow.

"Truly fierce."

He looked down at the scratch marks on his body and slowly got up.

On his shoulders, chest, and waist, crisscrossing red marks looked as if they had been scratched by some Vicious Beast, with some spots still seeping blood.

As an empress, she should have been cold and aloof.

But this time, Chu Yuehua's emotional response was more intense than any time they had been entangled together.

That high-energy moment of near-uncontrollable madness was something even he found a bit difficult to handle.

With a thought from Qin Wushang, a glow descended, cleaning everything on his body.

And then!

Dressed in a long white robe, he hid his great bird so it would no longer soar.

"It's time to see Yao Shinian's knife."

He whispered, stepped out, and left the private room.

Today was the semifinals.

He would face Yao Shinian, and Mu Bingyun would face Second Young Master Feng Buping.

After leaving the private room and before he had gone far, Qin Wushang saw a figure.

She walked slowly, carrying that oversized pig-slaughtering knife, her coarse blue robes fluttering slightly in the morning breeze.

From a distance, that back looked very lonely.

Like a bladesman who had wandered for countless ages, walking alone between heaven and earth, with no one to walk with and no one to rely on.

"How can such a young girl give off such a lonely feeling?"

Qin Wushang whispered.

How could a young girl have this sense of loneliness, as if she had experienced many vicissitudes and seen through the world?

After a moment, Yao Shinian seemed to sense his gaze and suddenly turned her head.

Seeing it was him, her eyebrows curved slightly as she asked loudly:

"You guy, where did you go last night? Why didn't I see you?"

She had spent the night at Ye Hongfu's place.

Last night, she had wondered if Qin Wushang would come over too, but after waiting for a long time, he never showed up.

"I had some business and didn't go back."

Qin Wushang responded like this without explaining.

"Oh."

Yao Shinian didn't press further, nodded, and added another sentence.

"I fought for a long time yesterday before coming out, so I didn't run into you."

Her tone carried a hint of explanation.

"No wonder your complexion doesn't look too good."

Qin Wushang carefully sensed her aura and frowned slightly.

"It seems that woman from the Feng Family is very strong; Second Young Master Feng Buping won't be weak either."

"Yeah!"

Yao Shinian's small face darkened as she remembered, seemingly still a bit shaken.

"Luckily I didn't swap opponents with you, otherwise it would have been really boring!"

"I underestimated that person; I didn't expect her to have such a bizarre Cultivation Technique."

"She was clearly split in half by my knife, yet she could still grow back and ambush me."

"She could still attack after being cut in half?"

Qin Wushang's brow furrowed even tighter.

This was indeed somewhat baffling.

The last time he encountered such a situation, it was with his so-called father!

Qin Zhantian.

"Could they be the same? Both Cultivating the Dark Myriad Calamity Indestructible Technique?"

He immediately thought of the Black Emperor's Cultivation Technique.

Dying once makes one stronger once, constant Nirvana, constant transformation.

Every death is a Rebirth, and every Rebirth is stronger than before.

With a thought, he delved into his inner world.

A dark shadow emerged.

"Kid! You've finally come!"

The Black Emperor appeared, looking somewhat angry.

It was agreed back then that he would be released, but this guy had kept him suppressed in the inner world, where no one could hear his cries.

"Is it true that only Qin Zhantian successfully Cultivated your Dark Myriad Calamity Indestructible Technique?"

Qin Wushang asked, not bothering to waste words with him.

"What else? Do you think the complete Emperor Art of a Heavenly Mandate Great Emperor is that easy to Cultivate?"

The Black Emperor replied exasperatedly.

Having gotten his answer, Qin Wushang's thought vanished again, and his consciousness returned to the outside world.

"Kid! Come back! We haven't talked yet!"

"Kid... just how many years are you going to suppress this seat?"

The Black Emperor roared in the inner world, his voice making the starry sky tremble.

But from beginning to end, the only thing that responded to him was the Kunpeng.

"Screech!"

The Kunpeng soared through the starry sky, and with a spread of its wings, it was like a heavenly blade slicing down, directly sending his remnant soul flying, tumbling several times in the starry sky.

Qin Wushang ignored the Black Emperor, his consciousness having fully returned.

He glanced at Yao Shinian beside him, and the two of them stepped into Baixian Square side by side.

"Your opponent in a bit will be me, so don't hold back."

Yao Shinian held her pig-slaughtering knife and tilted her head to look at him.

"Don't worry, I will respect you."

Qin Wushang looked straight ahead, his tone flat.

"I'm just afraid you'll lose too quickly."

"You really talk arrogantly."

Yao Shinian wasn't angry; instead, she laughed, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"But, I like it."

She strode forward, holding her knife, walking with an open and upright manner.

Baixian Square was bustling with noise.

The semifinals attracted even more spectators than before.

The banners of various major forces fluttered in the air, and the spectator stands were packed.

Countless gazes converged on the two people entering the square.

Qin Wushang and Yao Shinian.

As before, Fairy Mo did not appear in person and directly announced the start of the grand competition.

No. 1 Small World, Yao Shinian versus Qin Wushang.

No. 2 Small World, Mu Bingyun versus Second Young Master Feng Buping.

The four of them appeared together.

Mu Bingyun remained cold and aloof, her white dress like snow and her black hair like a waterfall, with no extra expression on her face.

But when her gaze swept over Qin Wushang, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

"I've been contemplating the Dao these past few days."

she said, as if telling Qin Wushang...

It wasn't that she was unwilling to find him, but that she couldn't.

"It's fine."

Qin Wushang nodded and slowly walked through the air, his gaze passing over her and landing in the distance.

"The Dao is evergreen; there's plenty of time."

He added another sentence, his words clear.

"Don't kill him."

Second Young Master Feng Buping's face instantly contorted, veins bulging, and his fists clenched, producing a thunderous crackling sound.

"Hehe! So what if she's Fairy Bingyun? I, Second Young Master Feng Buping, can still defeat her!"

He shouted coldly, his gaze cutting toward Qin Wushang like a knife.

"Qin Wushang! You'd better pray you don't lose to her knife!"

From all the previous battle footage, Yao Shinian's knife was extremely terrifying.

He didn't think Qin Wushang could end the grand competition unscathed as he had in the past.

Mu Bingyun didn't pay him any attention at all.

"Don't worry, I won't kill him."

She only said this one sentence to Qin Wushang before turning and flying away, her white dress fluttering as she entered the entrance of the No. 2 Small World.

"I will also try my best to restrain myself and not use the Ninth Form of the Butcher Knife Technique."

Yao Shinian held her pig-slaughtering knife and turned to look at Qin Wushang, her round eyes rolling, her expression very serious.

She seemed truly afraid that she might hurt Qin Wushang.

"Feel free to strike; there's no need to hold back."

Qin Wushang looked at her, his tone calm.

"In the same realm, I am invincible."

After speaking, he turned around and stepped into the No. 1 Small World.

Yao Shinian was stunned for a moment, then smiled, held her knife, and followed.

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