Chapter 386: Today, No One Shall Stop Me—He Must Die
Chapter 386: Today, No One Shall Stop Me—He Must Die
Master Jie Tan, Hermit Bao Hua, Master Qing Yan, and Elder Sacrificial Blade…
Even though Wu Shao Zhen was known for his calm demeanor, standing before a group of Divine Transformation masters was enough to strain his nerves.
Master Jie Tan first explained the chain of events clearly, lifting the seal on Wu Shao Zhen.
Wu Shao Zhen hesitated, searching for the right words, but Master Qing Yan sneered coldly.
“He didn’t kill him.”
Wu Shao Zhen was stunned, followed by a flicker of joy in his eyes.
The crowd turned their gaze to the Sword Sovereign Jiu Hua.
Under their collective anticipation, Jiu Hua Sword Sovereign asked hesitantly, “Qing Yan, how can you be so certain it wasn’t him?”
All eyes fixated on Master Qing Yan.
Normally, Qing Yan would never do something that could tarnish his reputation. Yet, he unabashedly revealed that Ye Cong Xin had faked her death to escape and that she was, in fact, an evil spirit.The crowd frowned deeply, their faces reflecting confusion.
Wu Shao Zhen’s mind was in turmoil.
It turned out that Bai Qing Qing wasn’t really Bai Qing Qing—her real name was Ye Cong Xin. From the very start, she had deceived him. Her constant efforts to curry favor with him were clearly aimed at exploiting his good fortune. Thankfully, he had seen through her schemes. If he hadn’t, his fate would have been the same as Old Man Ji Mie, reduced to nothing more than a lifeless husk.
“Ye Cong Xin’s methods are mysterious and unfathomable. She faked her death in plain view last time, and now she has managed to escape just before Master Jie Tan’s arrival. She is truly dangerous.”
“Indeed, I saw her once at the Cultivation World Tournament and didn’t sense anything special. Who would have thought she was so extraordinary?”
“Calling her an evil spirit feels too vague. Does anyone know her true identity?”
The crowd erupted into heated discussions about Ye Cong Xin.
Master Qing Yan didn’t join the debate. Instead, he questioned Wu Shao Zhen about his interactions with Ye Cong Xin.
When Qing Yan learned that Wu Shao Zhen had not fallen for Ye Cong Xin’s schemes and had even been cautious of her, he showed a rare hint of approval.
“What’s your name?”
Wu Shao Zhen steadied himself and answered gravely, “This junior is Wu Shao Zhen.”
Before uttering these words, Wu Shao Zhen felt a fleeting sense of pride.
Fortune in disguise.
Ye Cong Xin’s attempts to frame him had inadvertently granted him an extraordinary opportunity! If he could gain Master Qing Yan’s favor—even without becoming his disciple—just a few words of guidance would be invaluable.
But he never imagined that this statement would lead him straight into another disaster.
“Wu… Shao… Zhen!” Qing Yan enunciated each word slowly, his burgeoning fury threatening to engulf his reason. The Divine Transformation master’s oppressive aura crashed onto Wu Shao Zhen like tidal waves.
Wu Shao Zhen groaned, coughing up a mist of blood. The pain in his organs felt as though they were being forcibly displaced.
Unsatisfied, Qing Yan raised his hand, preparing to strike Wu Shao Zhen dead.
“Qing Yan!” Hermit Bao Hua couldn’t hold back and called out sharply.
At the same time, Sword Sovereign Jiu Hua and Master Jie Tan intervened, casting dual layers of protective energy around Wu Shao Zhen.
Qing Yan’s usually cold and detached face was now filled with murderous intent, and his rage was palpable.
Wu Shao Zhen… was Wang Sheng!
No wonder he and Ye Cong Xin had been entangled. In their past lives, the two had acted in collusion, killing countless cultivators.
The most infuriating revelation for Qing Yan was that Wu Shao Zhen dared to cast a Peach Blossom Gu spell on Yu Zhao, causing her to endure years of disgrace and bear a reputation of infamy.
A scoundrel like him had no right to live!
“Today, no one shall stop me—he must die!” Qing Yan’s robes billowed violently, his oppressive aura climbing to terrifying heights.
Sensing the danger, Yao Wu Ji hastily retreated a hundred meters, still trembling with fear.
The other Divine Transformation masters were baffled.
Earlier, Qing Yan had resolutely declared that Wu Shao Zhen wasn’t the killer, but now he was adamant about killing him. What was going on?
Among those present, only Hermit Bao Hua understood. Qing Yan’s illness had long since healed, so his desire to kill Wu Shao Zhen wasn’t a result of illness—it was his truest and deepest intention!
“Qing Yan, hear me out,” Bao Hua urged.
Qing Yan restrained his anger. “Hermit Bao Hua, I am not disregarding your face, but Wu Shao Zhen hails from a family of Gu insect practitioners. To cultivate his Gu insects, he has used unscrupulous methods, even feeding them with the flesh and blood of cultivators! The number of people he has killed is countless. He deserves death!”
The crowd erupted in uproar.
Wu Shao Zhen’s handsome appearance had made him seem likable at first glance. However, after hearing Qing Yan’s explanation, their views quickly soured.
Wu Shao Zhen, heavily injured and barely conscious, couldn’t even muster the strength to explain himself. Not that it mattered; Qing Yan’s accusations were true.
Wracked with pain and despair, Wu Shao Zhen could only endure in silence.
Just as he believed his end was near, Hermit Bao Hua spoke again. “Wu Shao Zhen was originally under my jurisdiction until Ye Cong Xin forcibly took him away. Now that he’s returned, I’ll handle his punishment.”
Bao Hua had once planned to use Wu Shao Zhen to breed an invincible Gu King. Her methods were far less cruel than Wu Shao Zhen’s, but the results had been unsatisfactory. After he went missing, she regretted losing such a promising resource.
Now that Wu Shao Zhen had come back—and his true nature was revealed—Bao Hua wouldn’t miss this chance.
She discreetly transmitted a message to Qing Yan, “Letting him die like this is too easy. Leave him to me, and I’ll ensure he experiences true suffering.”
Qing Yan hesitated briefly but relented. A quick death would be insufficient to quell his anger. Wu Shao Zhen deserved to endure the torment of Gu insects forever.
“Fine.” He withdrew his aura.
The crowd exhaled in relief, thankful the situation had de-escalated.
Bao Hua gazed at the half-dead Wu Shao Zhen with a satisfied smile. What she initially thought would be a simple spectacle had turned into an unexpected gain—an invaluable treasure falling into her lap!
“Yao Wu Ji, my good disciple, come here,” Bao Hua called.
Reluctantly, Yao Wu Ji approached.
Pointing at Wu Shao Zhen, Bao Hua instructed, “Take him for treatment. Once he recovers enough, we’ll return.”
Bao Hua decided to stay for a while, feeling that her recent luck might yield more unexpected gains. After all, Wu Shao Zhen was no match for Yao Wu Ji and couldn’t possibly cause trouble.
Yao Wu Ji, now beaming with delight, quickly obeyed and dragged Wu Shao Zhen away.
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