All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

Chapter 427 - 260 Conspiracy_1

This reprimand, deliberately intensified by Elder Wang, carried the terrifying fluctuations unique to the Nascent Soul Realm.

Elder Wang slowly rose, stepped out from behind the low table, squinting as he scrutinized Gu Qingfeng.

Spiritual Energy instantly pressed down upon Gu Qingfeng. He grunted and involuntarily retreated a step.

"How the Qingyang Sect operates is none of the Gu Family’s business to discuss," Elder Wang said. "Considering the past relationship between your father and our Sect, I’ll let you leave. I won’t pursue any other matters."

Chu Tiankuo watched everything before him, a trace of irony curling his lips. He said in a low, mocking voice, "Young Master Gu, shouldn’t you hurry up and thank Elder Wang?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rose and walked towards Gu Qingfeng, whispering in his ear, "In fact, it’s not just the Qingyang Sect. If you had gone to the Feiyan Gate tonight, the result would have been the same. Young Master Hu is at the Feiyan Gate."

A shock went through Gu Qingfeng. His eyes filled with anger as he glared at Chu Tiankuo, gritting his teeth. "Was all of this a plot concocted by your two families? Did your two families secretly pocket my Gu Family’s 800,000 Spiritual Energy?"

Chu Tiankuo glanced at Gu Qingfeng, patted his shoulder, and said slowly in a soft voice, "Young Master Gu, you’re mistaken. There’s no such thing as ’pocketing.’ Ultimately, in this world, profit is paramount, and there’s only one path to get ahead. This path is simply too narrow, so what’s wrong with using a few schemes? You were simply in my way. That’s all."

Gu Qingfeng’s expression flickered, his hands trembling as he clutched his robes, his eyes filled with cold fury.

He stood up and looked at Chu Tiankuo, his gaze cold and detached, yet his eyes burned with ice and anger, the Spiritual Energy within him surging.

Turning, he glanced at Elder Wang, made a bow, and suppressed the rage in his heart, saying, "Elder Wang, I shall take my leave and return to my clan now. Farewell!"

With a flick of his sleeves, he strode out the door without looking back.

Licking his lips, Chu Tiankuo watched Gu Qingfeng’s retreating figure and said with a half-mocking laugh, "I hope Young Master Gu doesn’t decide to visit Xiaofeng Cliff late at night... Chu Mou wouldn’t want to see Young Master Gu lying on the ground at Xiaofeng Cliff..."

Gu Qingfeng’s hands clenched so tightly his knuckles whitened. The murderous intent within him could no longer be contained. He whipped his head around and roared at Chu Tiankuo, "Chu Tiankuo, you’re courting death!"

Xiaofeng Cliff was precisely the place where Yang Erbao’s body had been found.

Just then, a loud shout came from nearby, "Presumptuous! How dare you utter True Disciple Chu’s name? This is the Qingyang Sect, not your Gu Family. Drag him away!"

A disciple standing behind Chu Tiankuo revealed a sinister smile and gestured to several other disciples.

The Qingyang Sect disciples exchanged glances, then quickly moved forward, grabbed Gu Qingfeng’s arms, and dragged him out.

...

The moonlight, like water, graced the starless night sky, lending it an air of ancient desolation.

Gu Qingfeng gazed dejectedly at the moon, a wave of powerlessness washing over him, spreading from his heart through his entire body.

Without a Nascent Soul expert to protect us, how can the Gu Family ever compete with the other families? That 800,000 Spiritual Energy was just bait in a trap they set. The major families conspired in secret long ago... A terrifying thought took root in my mind: Yang Erbao’s death is undoubtedly connected to Chu Tiankuo. But why would Chu Tiankuo scheme against Yang Erbao? What benefit could Yang Erbao’s death possibly bring him?

Gu Qingfeng leaned against a large tree, a bitter sigh escaping him as he muttered to himself, "Why can’t I ever meet one of those powerful experts who roam the world? Is fate truly determined to extinguish my Gu Family?"

His energy from the journey here was completely spent. Now, under the dim moonlight, he could only slowly retrace his steps.

Xiaofeng Cliff! There must be something there that I don’t know!

Gu Qingfeng’s eyes hardened with resolve. He turned and headed towards Xiaofeng Cliff.

Second Brother Bao! Wait for me...

...

「Qingyang Sect Main Hall.」

Chu Tiankuo, an urbane smile on his face, bowed to Elder Wang and said, "Elder, I, your Disciple, came tonight not only for the matter of apprenticeship but also for something more important: to convey greetings on behalf of my Chu Family."

After speaking, he took a calling card and a letter from within his robes and silently presented them.

"Oh?"

Elder Wang’s eyes narrowed slightly as he observed Chu Tiankuo’s faint, serene smile, a seed of doubt sprouting in his heart. I’m finding this disciple increasingly hard to read.

As his suspicion and confusion grew, the smile completely vanished from Elder Wang’s face. His brow furrowed. He reached out, casually took the calling card without looking at it, then turned and stepped behind his low table. "What is it?" he asked.

A strange, unreadable smile touched Chu Tiankuo’s lips, and his brow twitched slightly. He gave Elder Wang a slight, cupped-fist salute, then followed it with a deep bow, his hands still clasped. He said calmly, "Nothing much. I just need to borrow Elder Wang’s body for a while."

The moment Chu Tiankuo’s words landed, Elder Wang turned pale with shock and exclaimed, "Insolent whelp! What are you saying?"

He slammed his teacup down on the low table with a thud, shot Chu Tiankuo a sharp, sidelong glance, and demanded in a stern voice, "Who are you, really?"

The Spiritual Energy around him had already formed a protective barrier, and his eyes darted around, warily assessing his surroundings.

"A disciple? Why, I am Chu Tiankuo, of course..." Chu Tiankuo smiled nonchalantly, then casually snapped his fingers.