In order to show off in front of the beauty, the man arrogantly stated, “Xinya, rest assured, as the young master of Xitian Pavilion, he is just an unaffiliated Sword Emperor, allow me to take this grievance for you!”
After he finished speaking, he turned to an elder who had been silently standing behind him and said, “Uncle Wen, doesn’t that Ice Heart Sword Emperor have a Tai Sui? Go and snatch it for me, I want to give it to Xinya as a present!”
Uncle Wen hesitated upon hearing this, “Young master, such a young Sword Emperor might have a powerful lineage behind him. It would be better not to provoke them lightly.”
The man in blue hesitated upon hearing this, but when he turned his head and saw Bai Xinya gazing at him with adoration, his blood boiled, “If she really had a sect, she would have already announced it. She’s surely just a rogue Sword Cultivator. Uncle Wen, you need not worry too much. Even if she does have a background, so what? Is our Xitian Pavilion afraid of anyone else?”
Uncle Wen sighed inwardly, “As you command.”
Gu Shengyin was already struggling. Among those surrounding her, there were at least three powerful Sword Emperors, and if she wasn’t careful, she would sustain another injury.
At that moment, a powerful aura locked onto her.
Gu Shengyin’s heart chilled, and when she looked up, she saw a grey-clad elder, “My young master would like the Tai Sui in your hands, miss. If it’s convenient, Xitian Pavilion can offer you a generous compensation.”
Xitian Pavilion? Gu Shengyin looked in that direction, and sure enough, she saw the figure of Bai Xinya.
Xitian Pavilion’s young master Xi Liufeng was precisely the scum that Gu Shengyin fell for in the original plot. After coming to this world, Gu Shengyin devoted herself to cultivation for ten years and naturally avoided the plotline of falling for Xi Liufeng. She never expected to encounter him at this time.
The oppressive might of the grey-clad elder was too intense—he was a Sword Sovereign!
But letting go of the Tai Sui was absolutely impossible!
Gu Shengyin coldly stated, “The Tai Sui is of great use to me, you should dispel this thought.”
When had the grey-clad elder ever been so directly rejected? His face darkened, “Since that’s the case, I’m afraid I must take some effort.”
The aura of the Sword Sovereign exploded in an instant, and the three Sword Emperors besieging Gu Shengyin promptly retreated from the circle.
Gu Shengyin only felt an overwhelming pressure coming toward her, and she couldn’t suppress her internal injuries for a moment, spewing out a mouthful of blood.
She raised the sword in her hand.
The system, a little anxious, called out in Gu Shengyin’s mind, “Host, the situation is not promising, please do not force an action.”
Gu Shengyin replied, “This Tai Sui was specifically sought for my Master. I don’t know when the next one will appear, it absolutely cannot be handed over!”
“Shick!” Gu Shengyin only felt a chill strike her, as the long sword passed through her body.
She felt somewhat weak and, supporting herself with her sword, half-kneeled on the ground.
A hint of killing intent flashed in the eyes of the grey-clad elder: Since they had become enemies, it was impossible to allow her to remain in this world.
“How dare you!” A voice filled with rage seemed to come from beyond the heavens.
The grey-clad elder only felt a blur before his eyes, a chill in his body, and a sweep of snowy-white robe was the last scene he witnessed.
Xuan Ke did not glance at the fallen grey-clad elder; instead, he bent down and picked up Gu Shengyin.
“…Senior brother?” Gu Shengyin felt a warm breath enveloping her, the familiar sensation brought her immense comfort, and she fell asleep securely.