"Cough, cough."
Shen Ze coughed up a mouthful of blood, but he didn't dare to delay. He hurriedly scrambled up, dragging his heavily injured body, crawling away in panic.
It was rather miserable.
But at least he managed to save his life.
"I've troubled you again."
Shen Shaotian sheepishly scratched his head, looking embarrassed as he spoke.
"It's fine."
Chen Yang patted his shoulder, stepped out of the room, and stood in the hallway, looking directly at the people below who were drawn by the commotion and were now curiously observing.
His usually resolute face showed no change in expression.
Those people below, one by one, averted their gaze, completely unable to meet him eye to eye for more than a second.
Those deep-set eyes were too sharp, like a sharp sword.
Countless hearts were racing.
What sort of immense courage and confidence does one need to stand here so calmly?
"This guy is indeed incredibly tough, with ruthless tactics and iron-blooded execution. How many can compare to him?"
"Not only unafraid, but openly killing people from Qingyue Valley?"
Amidst the hustle and bustle, a discussion gradually started to emerge.
Among these people, some had specifically come to watch the spectacle, unexpectedly greeted by an appetizer upon arrival.
As a result, they became increasingly excited about tomorrow's event.
Soon after.
From one side of the road downstairs, a sudden burst of urgent and chaotic footsteps was heard. The crowd parted to the sides, making way for a wide path.
A group of disciples was encircling a luxurious sedan chair coming this way.
Chen Yang glanced over, just in time to see a delicate hand reaching out from inside the sedan chair, lifting a corner of the curtain, and a stunning face collided with his eyes.
She wore a white robe, with her long black hair styled high, beneath her delicate brows lay eyes of ethereal beauty, with a trace of indifference and extreme aloofness.
"Humph!"
This woman who appeared to be only in her thirties, spoke coldly, "The Valley Master invited you to meet, but not only did you refuse, you killed our Qingyue Valley Elder. Do you think Qingyue Valley is to be trifled with?"
The voice was ethereal and magnetic, like pearls dropping onto a jade plate.
But, at this moment, it carried an erupting anger yet somewhat subdued.
Chen Yang was taken aback, carefully examining this captivating woman before him.
Is she the Valley Master of Qingyue Valley?
She looks good, especially with that mature allure, quite charming.
Only, her age seemed on the older side.
Her actual age was probably seven or eight years or more beyond what she appeared.
"Valley Master asks a question, why don't you answer?"
The woman in the white robe saw Chen Yang's gaze roaming around her, angrily shouted, her eyes cold as ice.
The terrifying aura erupted at this moment, as if it could freeze the entire area.
"Are you the Valley Master of Qingyue Valley?" Chen Yang asked casually.
"It's me!"
The woman who introduced herself as Ye Yun, placed her crossed hands on her knees, her gaze menacingly piercing towards Chen Yang, "You killed two of Qingyue Valley, yet you don't hasten to come down and apologize?"
With just a short sentence, she manifested her authority vividly.
Despite sitting in the sedan chair, she had a demeanor of superiority over everyone present.
Chen Yang ignored her, just rested the Ancestral Sword on the railing in front of him, staring at Ye Yun.
Ye Yun instinctively looked at the Ancestral Sword in Chen Yang's hand, her gaze slightly shaken, she recognized it as a Super Spiritual Instrument.
No wonder even someone as strong as Ye Hua met a tragic end at his hands.
Moreover...
This guy's might likely wasn't just relying on this sword.
But...
"What, do you think you can provoke me just with this sword?" Ye Yun slowly stepped out of the sedan chair, her exquisite embroidered shoes spotless, her figure tall.
With disdain, she glanced at Chen Yang, "Overestimating yourself."
Clang!
Chen Yang drew his sword.
With five fingers lightly brushing the gleaming blade, his eyes lowered, just focused on the Ancestral Sword before him.
Shen Shaotian: "..."
Everyone: "..."
This sudden scene left everyone stunned, hearts pounding.
Despite knowing the opponent's identity, this guy dared to draw his sword actively. Was he courting death???
Many knew that the Valley Master of Qingyue Valley had transcended Divine Conquest years ago, no matter how formidable Chen Yang was, he couldn't match her.
To put it bluntly, this was seeking death.
"Chen Yang," Shen Shaotian called out, intending to remind Chen Yang.
Chen Yang waved his hand: "This isn't your matter, go back."
After saying this, Chen Yang faced Ye Yun, coldly stating: "It's true I killed them, you're free to act."
"Ha!"
Ye Yun sneered, "Do you think you're qualified?"
"One fight will tell, won't it?"
"Ignorance!"
Ye Yun frowned slightly, "Can't even place yourself correctly, yet you spew such nonsense here?"
"Then, does anyone in Qingyue Valley wish to take on one of my strikes?" Chen Yang retorted.
"You're impudent!!" Ye Yun flared up furiously.
Chen Yang shook his head slightly, "Stop wasting time, either disappear from my sight immediately, or have a fight."
Ye Yun: "..."
Clearly, she came to demand justice, yet now she's being forced by the opponent?
Hehe...
How infuriating can't be tolerated!!
"Originally didn't want to bear the reputation of bullying, but since you're bent on seeking death, the Valley Master shall oblige."
Boom!
Ye Yun stepped forward, causing the entire ground to tremble.
"Dare to make a move and see what happens?"
From the other end of the street, a large contingent walked over, could it be anyone else but Mu Ling'er and the others?
At this moment, Mu Ling'er raised a whip, pointing it at Ye Yun, "If you dare touch a hair on Chen Yang, I, Mu Ling'er, vow to flatten Qingyue Valley."
"If you don't believe, try and see."
Chen Yang hasn't even helped her yet, if he dies at the hands of this old woman, wouldn't all her efforts during this time be wasted?
Ye Yun's expression changed instantly, the City Lord's Mansion, this...
"The Valley Master gives you this face."
Ye Yun couldn't be said to be indecisive, knowing the City Lord's Mansion wasn't someone she could offend, she immediately went with the flow, elegantly turned around, and walked towards the sedan chair.
"Hope you survive tomorrow."
Ye Yun's cold voice floated out slowly, "You should understand what I mean."
"The people of Qingyue Valley aren't so easily killed!"
After saying this.
Without any delay, she swiftly entered the sedan chair.
"Heehee, Chen Yang, aren't you going to thank me?"
Mu Ling'er walked up to Chen Yang below, smiling brightly, as if seeking credit.
"Hey, I helped you, right? Not even a word of thanks?" Mu Ling'er's smile faded, pouting, "If you keep up this attitude, I, I won't help you tomorrow."
Chen Yang glanced at her in annoyance, and simply ignored her.
"..."