Enlightenment: Beginning as a Disposable Warrior

Chapter 277 - 180: Half-Step Sixth Grade, Who Wants to Die First?!

Humans are social creatures; it’s naturally difficult for ordinary people to endure prolonged loneliness.

Yan Xiaolan frantically sprinted through the snow, but with only a realm and not mastering Lightweight Skill, how could she escape from their grasp? Watching as the two drew closer step by step, Yan Xiaolan took one last look towards the cave, her eyes revealing a resolute determination to meet death.

"Father, Mother, Xiaolan has been unfilial, unable to avenge you personally... but Elder Lin will surely avenge you, he definitely will..."

"Little brother, big sister is coming to find you now."

Yan Xiaolan said to herself, her hand resting on the sword hilt. She would not stretch out her neck to be killed, but fight desperately.

Yao Qing noticed that Gao Feng had no intention of making a move, gritted his teeth and said, "I ask Lord Guardian to support me!"

"Alright, I want him alive."

Gao Feng nodded lightly, his demeanor infuriating Yao Qing. Clearly, he invited Gao Feng to help kill, yet now he’s asked to start first, with Gao Feng even commanding him to keep one alive.

But Yao Qing was powerless, so he could only comfort himself with the excuse that Gao Feng was watching for any accomplices hidden in the shadows from the Yan Family remnants.

"Humph, you killed my Changping Dao person, today I’ll make you wish for death!"

Yao Qing spoke coldly, drew the Ancient Sword at his waist with a ’clang,’ and cold light appeared momentarily. With a swift sword strike, three or four Sword Light facets split out, each carrying sharp power shredding the air.

"So powerful!"

Feeling the force of that sword, Yan Xiaolan’s face turned pale; the opponent’s strength far exceeded hers, just that sword was beyond her capability. She and her brother relied on consuming Fire Sparrow Blood to charge into Seventh Grade, but when faced with an Eighth-Grade Martial Artist, they could suppress, encountering a genuine Seventh-Grade Expert only allowed for barely defense and escape.

But Yao Qing was no ordinary Seventh Grade; having undergone Third-Time Yijin, he was top-tier among Seventh Grade, facing him, Yan Xiaolan wouldn’t even have a chance to flee.

Yan Xiaolan felt despair, yet she could only grit her teeth and draw her sword.

"Slash!"

Two cold lights collided fiercely, emitting a deafening clang of metal, sparks flew as Yao Qing’s expression drastically changed, three to four Sword Light facets instantly torn apart by a terrifying brute force, then pressured his Long Sword into a severe bend.

"Crack, crack!"

Yao Qing immediately retreated explosively, but was still a step too late, the Long Sword in his hand snapped into two pieces.

Yan Xiaolan was stunned on the spot, her pretty face full of disbelief; when had she become so powerful, forcing back a Seventh-Grade expert with one sword, even cutting his Blade Soldiers?

Yet looking down, Yan Xiaolan realized her Three-foot Cyan Peak at the waist hadn’t been drawn, but a Long Sword from nowhere piercing through the air smoothly embedded into the snow as if slicing tofu.

Almost like a great chasm, it separated Yan Xiaolan and Yao Qing.

"Who is it?"

Yao Qing glanced at the broken sword in his hand, his face instantly darkened. His eyes released fierce killing intent with deep apprehension.

"Mr. Lin, you succeeded... are all your injuries healed?" Yan Xiaolan snapped out of her daze, her pretty face showing surprise, feeling relieved. The figure walking through the wind and snow was naturally Su Mu.

"It seems you are the one who assaulted my Changping Daoist followers... today you dare to appear on your own, courting death!" Yao Qing wasn’t shocked, but delighted seeing Su Mu appear, perhaps recognizing he wasn’t the opponent of this sudden individual.

Still, he had Gao Feng on his side, Qingyun Three Counties were merely remote; he truly didn’t believe a Sixth-Grade Martial Artist could emerge out of nowhere.

Compared to Yao Qing’s confidence, Gao Feng frowned slightly, not sensing a trace before the newcomer made a move. Furthermore, he noticed this person walked on snow tracelessly and silently.

This person reached an extremely high level in Lightweight Skill and Power control.

"With you, the Yan Family might not have been easily wiped out; you’re not a Yan Family member, but I value talent, and I’ll offer you a chance to join Black Mountain Army to spare your life." Gao Feng spoke loftily.

"Yan Family girl, long time no see."

Su Mu seemed oblivious, walking closer as he spoke calmly.

"Lord Guardian, we can’t let him go, or it will bring endless trouble!" Yao Qing had suffered losses, naturally unwilling to let Su Mu go, and since he dared to rescue the Yan Family remnant, their relationship was clearly deep, leaving Su Mu would eventually spell disaster.

Gao Feng responded coldly, "How I act is not for you to dictate. Our deal was to kill Yan Family remnants, but this person is with Black Mountain Army. Killing him is possible... but there’s an extra charge!"

Yao Qing’s mouth twitched, thinking he acted shamelessly, but meeting someone even more shameless today. Yet he couldn’t command a Sixth Five Extremes Realm expert, the only option was to accept Gao Feng’s opportunistic demand.

"Alright, then there’s trouble for Lord Guardian, post-event I’m willing to offer two Human Pills."

Yao Qing could only comply respectfully.

"Elder Lin..."

Witnessing Gao Feng and Yao Qing openly discussing the cost to kill both, Yan Xiaolan felt a strong unease; she understood the yet untouched person was the most formidable.

Su Mu approached Yan Xiaolan unhurriedly, stepping sideward like a reassuring mountain, and stunned her again the next instant.

"Did you finish negotiating, who dies first?"