Chapter 45: Who Kidnapped My Sister?

In just a few breaths, Ye Qingchen had already swept into the mountain valley.

The vast valley spanned over hundreds of acres, surrounded by mountains on three sides, with only one entrance. As Ye Qingchen wondered why these assassins suddenly stopped fleeing, he stepped into the valley and understood the reason.

The ground was littered with corpses.

All around were traces of battle, clearly showing that a fierce fight had taken place before he arrived!

More than a dozen assassins remained, their faces full of dread as they looked at Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian was gulping down wine, protecting Ye Qing like a mother hen, keeping her behind him.

"Ye the kid, you got here pretty fast!" Seeing Ye Qingchen suddenly appear in the valley, Qin Wentian raised an eyebrow, obviously not expecting Ye Qingchen to arrive so quickly!

"Qing’Er, are you alright? I’m sorry, I’m late!"

Ye Qingchen rushed over, carefully examining Ye Qing.

Seeing that she was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, I’m fine... it was Old Man Qin who saved me." Ye Qing’s eyes were still filled with panic, her expression showing lingering fear, but upon seeing Ye Qingchen, her unsettled heart finally calmed down.

Seeing the siblings reunited, Qin Wentian chuckled, then turned his gaze toward the assassins.

"Such audacity!" Qin Wentian sneered coldly, "Daring to come to my Taotian Palace to take someone... It seems, my Taotian Palace has been dormant for too long, even small fries like you dare to step in!"

As Qin Wentian spoke, he walked forward coldly.

Though his stature was thin and frail, in the eyes of everyone, he seemed like a primordial tiger.

At this moment, the assassins were shocked. They hadn’t taken this drunken old man seriously, but who would have thought he would fiercely annihilate half their numbers and forcibly save Ye Qing from their grasp?

"Elder Qin!"

As the assassins prepared to fight to the death.

Suddenly, a voice came from the side:

"Don’t make a move! Leave these people to me! Protect Qing’Er for me!"

The one speaking was Ye Qingchen.

He hated those assassins for abducting Ye Qing, and he could not bear it without personally killing them.

Qin Wentian looked at Ye Qingchen, then at the assassins who had sinister gazes, and immediately stopped, "Alright, since that’s the case, these people are yours to handle!"

Seeing Qin Wentian withdraw, and Ye Qingchen stepping forward alone, the assassins’ eyes gleamed coldly.

Despite their fear of Qin Wentian, they did not fear Ye Qingchen.

"Looks like we’ve been underestimated!" A brawny, sinister-eyed man laughed eerily, "This kid wants to take on us alone?"

The speaker was Moro, a practitioner of the Spiritual Sea Realm.

His muscular physique was like a beast cloaked in human skin.

It’s said that he never leaves a living witness, and anyone he targets, regardless of age or gender, is twisted to death. In the Assassin Realm, his reputation overshadows even Poison Wolf.

"After all, he’s the Newcomer King; a bit of pride is expected. He’s mad we kidnapped his sister..." Another man, thin and agile like a leopard, had a wolf-like gaze in his eyes, emitting a chilling light. "However, he has courage to want to take us on alone!"

His name was Gu Ying, most notable for his large hands, double the size of a normal person, with knuckles twisted like eagle claws. As he spoke, his teasing eyes swept over the others present.

Even though they were forced back by Qin Wentian, none of them were mere novices, each having taken countless lives, even killing many Spiritual Sea Realm experts.

Even for the Newcomer King, so what?

Indeed, following Gu Ying’s gaze, the assassins either smirked coldly, showed icy menace, or displayed contempt.

"More people are coming!"

As they spoke, two more figures swept into the valley.

They were the late-arriving Hong Man and Jiang Churan, who had rushed after failing to catch up with Ye Qingchen. Despite taking off their armor, they couldn’t match Ye Qingchen’s pace while he killed and hurried along.

Upon reaching the valley, they hadn’t even caught their breath when they gasped.

"My god, Gu Ying, Moro... so many assassins all gathered here?"

Jiang Churan’s eyes narrowed.

These assassins were no weaklings; each was a Spiritual Sea Realm expert. Their hands had been stained with countless victims’ blood, and it was usually extremely difficult to hire even one.

Yet now over a dozen had gathered?

"Are these people very strong?" Hong Man asked in a low voice, noticing Jiang Churan’s expression.

Jiang Churan said gravely, "More than strong! You’ve heard of Hong Qitian, right? These people have taken down such figures... Who could have hired so many assassins?"

Hong Man’s expression changed as he witnessed Ye Qingchen walking toward these assassins alone, and an unbelievable thought flashed in his mind.

"What’s he planning? Does he want to take them on alone?"

Before he could make sense of his thoughts, Ye Qingchen had already taken three steps forward.

He stopped and steadied himself.

His gaze rose, sweeping over the assassins in front, his voice chilling like the wind from the Nine Netherworld:

"Who kidnapped my sister just now?"

All the assassins targeting him would be spared not a single one.

But!

He most wanted to kill the one who captured Ye Qing.

These people dared to kidnap Ye Qing to kill him, igniting an intense killing intent within him.

So.

That one would be the first to die!

Swish!

As his words fell, the assassins’ eyes turned simultaneously to a man with sunken eyes. He was coiled like a venomous snake, and when Ye Qingchen spoke, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

"It was me. So what?" Cui Qiao replied hoarsely, his gaze coldly sweeping over Ye Qingchen, "Or are you saying, you want to get back at me for that little girl?

"Come over and die!"

Ye Qingchen’s voice was icy.

Cui Qiao’s face froze, then a surge of anger welled up in his heart.

Though he was a renowned assassin, he was being looked down upon by a mere youngster. Especially as Ye Qingchen spoke, he felt the other assassins’ eyes turn toward him.

If he cowered today, he’d never hold his head up in the Assassin Realm again.

"Ye Qingchen, do you really think killing Hong Qitian means you can take me on? I’ve killed countless like Hong Qitian! Today, I’ll show you my power!"

Boom!

Almost as his voice fell, a cold glint burst from Cui Qiao’s eyes.

In an instant, a vast True Qi erupted from him. Simultaneously, Cui Qiao stomped the ground fiercely, shattering a large slab of bluestone, rushing toward Ye Qingchen like a humanoid beast.

The distance of several hundred meters was crossed in an instant, and he was already upon Ye Qingchen.

"Die!"

In that moment, the long blade rose suddenly, like fangs bared, carrying a foul wind. The wind, cutting across the ground, left deep grooves like chisel marks; the force hit like steel needles penetrating the body.

No wonder he was an assassin; when he struck, it was awe-inspiring.

Directly aiming for Ye Qingchen’s face.

However.

Ye Qingchen responded with just a single sword.