“I’m Ye Qianhe of the Heavenly Star… Umm, that’s not important. You little shrimps dare to attack the Flowing Clouds Sect? Today I’ll teach you a lesson on their behalf!” Ye Qianhe had wanted to use the Heavenly Star Sect to scare people off like before, but as soon as he was about to say it, he remembered that he had been expelled from the sect. He choked back his words and instead pretended to be righteous.
He had actually just overheard a few words. If Ye Qianhe had actually listened to their entire conversation, he would have ran away without looking back. The Eight Wasteland Armor was an armor made by an ancient clan in legends, so could he really afford to provoke such a clan? But since he hadn’t heard about it, he remained in blissful ignorance.
Ye Qianhe held his head high and straightened his spine. One had to admit that when he encountered the weak, Ye Qianhe still had some grandeur and poise.
A murderous intent appeared in Gongxi Kuangdao’s eyes. He believed that Ye Qianhe had overheard their entire conversation, and for the sake of their next plan, he had to silence him… forever.
“Are you going to surrender obediently or do I have to make you?” Ye Qianhe didn’t notice Gongxi Kuangdao’s murderous gaze and asked scornfully.
Gongxi Kuangdao didn’t answer, and just suddenly took out his blade and slashed it at Ye Qianhe.
“You dare fight me!” Ye Qianhe yelled angrily, quickly drawing his sword to fight. He didn’t expect that his opponent would take action instantly.
Gongxi Kuangdao sneered. Their blade skill martial techniques became strong when they encountered the weak, and became weak when they encountered the strong. Ye Qianhe drew his sword in such a hurry, but how could he possibly dodge his impending blade?
Clang! With a ringing sound, Ye Qianhe’s sword was cut in two. The might of Gongxi Kuangdao’s blade did not weaken as he was ruthlessly sent flying.
‘Flying? Why am I flying again?’ Mid-air, Ye Qianhe’s brain short-circuited and he became confused.
He was familiar with the feeling of flying in the air, thanks to his last few meetings with Ling Chuxi, but this time they were just a few punks. How is it that he had been sent flying once again? What bad luck, he should have checked the almanac today!
The wind roared beside his ears, and Ye Qianhe screamed and struggled in fright. He used all his True Qi to resist the blade Qi in front of his chest, until his whole body felt weak and powerless. If he hit the wall like this, even if he didn’t die, he would surely be left half-alive.
He felt his body fly faster and faster, and Ye Qianhe’s face became deathly pale. At this point, he wasn’t even sure if he could keep half of his life. This time, he was dead for sure! If he knew this would happen, he would not have provoked Ling Chuxi in the beginning. If he hadn’t provoked her, he would now be sitting on a comfy palanquin, listening to music and living freely. Why did he come back to the Sacred Realm of Sects to seek death? Now, the only thing in Ye Qianhe’s heart was regret.
When Ye Qianhe had finally lost all hope of surviving, a gentle surge of power came from behind and caught him steadily.
It was Ling Chuxi who saved him!
Ye Qianhe’s body sank as his legs touched the ground. However, he was still in shock after such a near brush with death and collapsed, his body limp. He had actually lost consciousness right on the spot.
“It’s you?” Gongxi Kuangdao was surprised to see Ling Chuxi. He glanced at the people around her, and not seeing Huangfu Qingjue, he felt relieved.
Little White certainly knew what Gongxi Kuangdao was looking for, but he didn’t pay any attention to it. He just glanced at him calmly and continued to drink his soup gracefully.