Ch 19: Zhao Qianqiu
Thirty li distance.
It’s not close, but it’s not far either. The Yin Sedan Chair’s speed isn’t very fast, but according to Li Hanzhou’s calculations, it should definitely reach the Pine Forest before dawn.
Po Yue Lake, this is the only way to the Pine Forest.
Lakeside.
A bonfire is lit here, illuminating the dark night.
Next to the bonfire sits a middle-aged man, his expression focused as he wipes his knife.
With a clean white handkerchief, he carefully wipes every part of the knife. A trace of cold-blooded intent is contained within his focused eyes.
“Come out.”
The man didn’t lift his head, only saying this lightly to the air.
As soon as the words fell, on the opposite cliff, a White-Clothed Man used his Lightness Skill to fly down. His figure was like a ghost, dragging a residual image in the sky, like thousands of clones, and the next moment he arrived beside the bonfire.
The speed of his Movement Technique was simply astonishing.
“Zhao Qianqiu,” the White-Clothed Man looked at the man beside the bonfire and asked, “I haven’t heard of you in Jianghu for a long time. I thought you were dead, but I didn’t expect you to appear in Divine Palace Kingdom again. What are you here for this time?”
“None of your business.”
Zhao Qianqiu didn’t lift his head, seemingly not giving the White-Clothed Man any face.
“At least it has nothing to do with your Grand Profound Sacred Land,” Zhao Qianqiu said slowly, “I’m not here to cause trouble for your Grand Profound Sacred Land. I and your Grand Profound Sacred Lord have no conflict. You don’t need to watch me.”
“Can the words of your Blood Sacrifice Pavilion be trusted?” The Grand Profound Sacred Lord sneered, “Haven’t you done enough dirty deeds? What’s more, Zhao Qianqiu, a Heavenly Gang Realm assassin, has come to my Grand Profound Sacred Land’s territory. How can I rest assured?”
“So what if you’re not assured?” Zhao Qianqiu said, “I also heard about the Grand Profound Sacred Lord making a fuss in Western Ting Continent some time ago, and retrieving the Prajna Axe from Divine Ox Mountain.”
“That Divine Ox Mountain is not a good place, the people of Divine Ox Mountain are not vegetarians. You must have paid a certain price to retrieve the Prajna Axe. After returning, you haven’t even appeared at your Grand Profound Sacred Land’s Disciple Assessment. You must have been injured. Do you think you can stop me from doing what I want, in your injured state?”
Hearing this, the Grand Profound Sacred Lord’s eyes narrowed.
He subconsciously took half a step back.
Because Zhao Qianqiu was right, he was indeed injured on Divine Ox Mountain. Although he had recovered a lot, in a battle between experts, any factor could lead to defeat.
Zhao Qianqiu is an expert of the Blood Sacrifice Pavilion, with peak Heavenly Gang Realm cultivation level, not at all weaker than himself. In a real fight, he wouldn’t be afraid in his prime, but now, if he fights, he has a very high chance of losing.
However, if he really intends to attack the Grand Profound Sacred Land, it wouldn’t be that easy. After all, this is the Grand Profound Sacred Land’s territory. If they really fight desperately, Zhao Qianqiu wouldn’t gain any advantage.
Seemingly sensing the Grand Profound Sacred Lord’s slight apprehension, Zhao Qianqiu chuckled and shook his head: “Rest assured, I’m too lazy to fight you. My target isn’t you. Even if I kill you, no one will pay me. I’m too lazy to waste my time and energy on you.”
“Who is your target?” The Grand Profound Sacred Lord pondered for a moment and asked.
“You’re asking too much.” Zhao Qianqiu continued to wipe his knife.
The Grand Profound Sacred Lord looked at the knife.
Divine Weapon Ranking, thirty-second place: Autumn Burial.
No one knows how many people died by this knife.
“Someone’s coming?” At this moment, the Grand Profound Sacred Lord sensed two auras approaching.
At this moment, Zhao Qianqiu moved, already on top of a nearby ancient tree. The dark night seemed to be no obstacle to him.
His gaze was like a hawk’s.
He saw two people riding towards them from afar.
“No.” Zhao Qianqiu frowned.
At this time, the Grand Profound Sacred Lord also came to the top of the tree. He also saw Ye Ziying and Li Hanzhou riding towards them.
“Ye Qingbei’s daughter.” The Grand Profound Sacred Lord had an impression of Ye Ziying when he saw her. The little girl was very clever, and they, the Grand Profound Sacred Land, liked her very much at the time, but the Grand Profound Sacred Land’s cultivation methods were wide-ranging and mainly focused on axe techniques, which Ye Ziying didn’t like. She ultimately went to the Upper Clarity Sect.
Now looking at Ye Ziying again, she was already a grown young lady.
What was Ye Ziying doing out so late at night?
As for the person beside Ye Ziying, the Grand Profound Sacred Lord and Zhao Qianqiu didn’t pay any attention to him at all. A person without even a trace of True Qi is just an ordinary person.
Zhao Qianqiu turned around and prepared to leave.
His mission was to assassinate the Ninth Prince, who might appear in Divine Palace Kingdom.
As for others, he had no interest, and he hadn’t been paid for them.
In the Yin Sedan Chair, Yu Qingyang had been holding his breath and concentrating. However, at this moment, Yu Qingyang’s face suddenly changed. He had been injured before and hadn’t fully recovered. He usually took good care of himself, but now, holding his breath for so long, Yu Qingyang suddenly couldn’t take it anymore.
A wave of Qi Force surged up from his body.
Yu Qingyang finally couldn’t hold it in any longer and couldn’t help but cough.
“Cough cough!”
Two coughing sounds came.
Yu Qingyang lost his Yang Energy!
With these two coughs, the entire Yin Sedan Chair and the surrounding ghosts all broke free from the Underworld Path. Only moments later, those ghosts also swayed, seemingly unwilling to move forward.
“Hmm?”
In just that instant, Zhao Qianqiu and the Grand Profound Sacred Lord both sensed it.
An unfamiliar aura suddenly appeared.
But then it quickly hid again, though not very skillfully. If one sensed carefully, one could still feel the lingering aura.
“The target has arrived!”
A flash of excitement crossed Zhao Qianqiu’s eyes.
He had been waiting for two days, waiting for this person.
Zhao Qianqiu instantly drew his knife, the Saber Light cutting across the long night, directly hacking towards the place where the aura had just appeared!
The crescent Saber Light instantly cut the entire Official Road in half!
In an instant, the void trembled.
The numerous ghosts and the Yin Sedan Chair completely disappeared, and Yu Qingyang fell directly from the Yin Sedan Chair, landing on the ground.
“Not good.”
Ye Ziying, not far behind, saw this and immediately changed her expression.
Yu Qingyang was discovered.
And the attacker’s strength was terrifying. Just that one Saber Light proved the attacker’s immense strength.
“He lost his Yang Energy.” Li Hanzhou watched from the side and shook his head. Yu Qingyang’s cough just now leaked his Yang Energy, directly shaking his body out of the Underworld Path.
But someone wants to kill the prince.
Li Hanzhou couldn’t help but sigh that being born into royalty is really troublesome.
It’s good to be an ordinary commoner.
“I finally waited for you.” Zhao Qianqiu’s figure slowly floated down, coming before Yu Qingyang.
Yu Qingyang looked at the approaching person, sensing the other party’s overwhelming strength, something he couldn’t contend with at all.
“Who is this person?” The Grand Profound Sacred Lord had never seen the Ninth Prince, so he didn’t make a move, only watching the events below from the top of the tree.
“It’s Zhao Qianqiu!” Ye Ziying’s face changed. She felt that the Ninth Prince was truly finished tonight.
Zhao Qianqiu, an expert of the Blood Sacrifice Pavilion, at the Heavenly Gang Realm. His name in Jianghu was enough to make people terrified.
In his hand was a Divine Weapon, Autumn Burial.
No one knows how many souls are buried beneath this knife.
“Senior Li, save Young Master.” Ye Ziying could only place all her hopes on Li Hanzhou.
Li Hanzhou, on horseback, didn’t say anything. He just stared ahead, knowing that the person in front of him was definitely an expert, but he didn’t know exactly how strong.
Tonight, Li Hanzhou also wanted to test his strength, whether he could fight or not.
If he could save the Ninth Prince, that would be good. If he couldn’t, his Lightness Skill was also very good. Escaping would definitely be no problem.
“I’ve been hired to take your head.” Zhao Qianqiu slowly raised his hand, about to sever Yu Qingyang’s head.
Yu Qingyang closed his eyes in despair. Facing an expert like Zhao Qianqiu, he had virtually no chance.
However, just as Zhao Qianqiu’s knife was about to fall, a thunderbolt struck from the sky. The thunderbolt transformed into a roaring silver serpent, opening its bloody maw to bite at Zhao Qianqiu.
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