183: Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Eight: Not Dead 183: Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Eight: Not Dead In the woods under the round moon, four figures stood in the clearing, all was quiet.
However, seeing this scene, Xu Yuan was truly surprised.
The mont he had sliced the elder, almost instantly, the thick murderous intent and surging Origin Qi from the two opposite had already locked onto him.
To this, Xu Yuan was not surprised.
His attack just now looked frightening, but in reality, it was rely a sneak attack on an already severely injured Third Grade old man, exploiting the mont when their attention was entirely focused on Ran Qingmo.
Many people could do that, and it was normal not to fool the two Great Grandmasters on the other side.
What truly surprised him was that after a mont of surging Origin Qi, the burly man and the slightly overweight woman almost wilted at the sa ti.
He had already prepared to tactically retreat and leave the frontline battles to Ran Qingmo and the Saint’s Remnant Soul, but the two people opposite didn’t attack, and their gazes even held a trace of fear when they looked at him.
This, Xu Yuan couldn’t understand.
But the next mont, he did.
“Xu…
Xu Changge?”
The burly man’s pupils shrank, his voice trembling amidst the silent woods.
The sight of that familiar handso face triggered the deepest fears in the burly man’s heart.
That sumr, led by their Sect, they had attended the great assembly held every seven years among the Sects.
Everything had gone smoothly.
Countless geniuses displayed their grace at the Tianyuan Convention, and their Myriad Manifestation Sect was strong because they had that elder sister with blooming youth and stunning beauty.
In Tianyuan City, the elder sister naturally brought her strength and beauty from the Sect to the competition.
Even after over ten years, he still rembered her bright, limpid eyes and the faint fragrance that lingered when she spoke to him.
The Tianyuan Convention had only just begun for half a month, and the elder sister had already won countless admirations, even the little Tian Master from the Tian Master’s Sect showed great respect to her.
The elder sister easily advanced through rounds, until she t that young man in green.
The elder sister was killed.
In the dead silence of the spectating crowd,
the elder sister’s head left a trail of blood on the stage, gently rolling down to the front.
That face, still shockingly beautiful, was etched with astonishnt and disbelief.
And the young man on the stage, with a still boyish face but a deanor like that of a banished immortal, simply sheathed his sword calmly and walked away without a glance.
It was as if what he had killed was not a fairy of peerless elegance, but just a dead dog lying by the road.
And it was in that mont, that back and those calm eyes were deeply etched into the burly man’s mind.
Not out of anger or murderous intent, but because of the sense of invincibility and fear.
A back that, even after more than ten years, was still chillingly unforgettable.
The hazy mories surfacing in his mind made the burly man start to retreat step by step.
He seed to want to flee, but also seed afraid to expose his back to the young man opposite….
The slightly overweight woman’s voice also trembled:
“Xu Changge, why…
why are you together with Ran Qingmo?”
“…..”
Seeing this, Xu Yuan couldn’t help but feel a mix of amusent and helplessness.
Well, no wonder these two cowarded out.
They mistook him for Xu Changge.
It seems that these two had seen Xu Changge before, but it must have been a very long ti ago, or else they would not have confused him with Xu Changge.
He only bore a slight resemblance to that elder brother in his eyes and expression.
After a silent second, the burly man also snapped out of his fear.
He realized that the person before him could not be Xu Changge.
If the person before him were really the eldest son of the Pri Minister’s Mansion, he would certainly not deign to use underhanded tactics for show of strength.
After all, Xu Changge had just slain a Second Grade demon beast and brought it back to the Imperial Capital not long ago.
If this person’s face is not Xu Changge, then who is he?
…Xu Chang’an?
The na erged in the burly man’s mind.
But wasn’t the second son of the Pri Minister’s Mansion declared dead a few years ago?
Thinking this,
The burly man watched the face that resembled the one in his mory, took a deep breath and said in a low voice:
“For Xu’s second son to have feigned death for so many years and for us to encounter him here, truly the flood waters have washed over the Dragon King’s temple.”
His voice reverberated clearly, reaching the ears of everyone present.
“….”
Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow.
This man’s reaction was not slow; if it were really his elder brother, the dead now would not be limited to just that old man.
However,
this fellow would rather believe that his second brother wasn’t dead than consider him at all.
But the plump woman beside him soon corrected the muscular man’s mistake, whispering sharply:
“Idiot, Xu Chang’an couldn’t possibly still be alive!”
The muscular man glanced at her:
“Then who is this person?
Who else in this world has a face similar to Xu Changge’s other than Xu Chang’an?”
“….” Xu Yuan.
“Xu..
Xu Changtian?” the plump woman’s voice hesitated slightly.
“……”
The muscular man fell silent, his gaze toward Xu Yuan turning sowhat bizarre and gloomy.
It was simply absurd.
The plan had been going very smoothly, but suddenly it had turned out like this.
Not only had the old man’s disciple from Tianyuan Sword Sect shown up, but now there was also a son from the Pri Minister’s Mansion.
But at least it wasn’t Xu Changge.
In just an instant, the muscular man’s eyes gradually beca resolute:
“Number C, they can’t be allowed to leave.
If the Pri Minister’s Mansion and Tianyuan Sword Sect find out about this, it will be tantamount to our failure.”
Even if, due to insufficient evidence, these two huge entities wouldn’t act against their Myriad Manifestation Sect, their plan in which they had invested millions of silver taels would go down the drain completely.
This was sothing the sect could not accept.
The plump woman also cald down at this point and said coldly:
“You don’t need to tell , I know.”
Xu Yuan let out a small sigh and asked with a low chuckle:
“It seems you still intend to make a move?”
The pair opposite him didn’t speak again, but both the killing intent and Origin Qi were condensing once more.
Seeing this, Xu Yuan sighed:
“Ran Qingmo, make your move.”
Talking so much with the other side was naturally not without purpose.
His own strength was too weak.
The Saint’s Remnant Soul could enhance his physical attributes with Soul Power, but it could not create Origin Qi out of thin air.
And given his Seventh Grade cultivation, it was clearly unrealistic to use powerful sword techniques like the one he used earlier, which is why he needed the Saint’s Remnant Soul to first use the Soul Power secret technique to help him condense large amounts of Origin Qi before each use.
It was just that it took ti for the Saint’s Remnant Soul to condense Origin Qi, resulting in Xu Yuan not being able to use his powerful sword techniques consecutively as he did in the Illusionary Realm.
Now that he had talked with his opponents for so long, it was like waiting for his cooldown to be up.
And in the instant that Xu Yuan finished speaking,
she, cloaked in black as dark as ink, suddenly moved.
Her Ice Cloud Step gathered as she sprinted towards the plump woman.
Xu Yuan’s eyes narrowed, and he held the Qingyu Sword level in front of him.
Step Void Slash.
In an instant, he disappeared and then reappeared.
His target, the muscular man.
The muscular man’s pupils contracted slightly as the muscles all over his body suddenly swelled, and his speed increased as well!
Body Cultivation…
Seeing this, Xu Yuan subconsciously thought of the term.
But his blade still slashed out, leaving a trail of bright petals in the air.
This ti, without the boon of the initial kill, it didn’t manage to execute the muscular man.
Nevertheless, it still left a deep gash across his chest.
Blood spurted out instantly, and the muscular man, ignoring his injury, sent a punch towards Xu Yuan’s face with the sound of tearing through the air.
Xu Yuan narrowed his eyes at the sight, and a Spiral Bone Drill shot out suddenly from a blind spot behind him, hurtling towards the strong man’s fist.
Despite being a body cultivator, the muscular man was not slow-witted.
Sensing the sharpness of the spike, he twisted his body into a strange arc, narrowly avoiding it.
While Xu Yuan was clashing with the muscular man,
a sword cry sounded from the other side.
Though it lasted only a mont, Ran Qingmo was already about to cut down the plump woman!
But just then, an unexpected change occurred in the battle.
Without any warning, just as suddenly as Xu Yuan had appeared earlier, a black, viscous substance shot out from the forest below, streaking toward Ran Qingmo!
Xu Yuan caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, his eyebrows rising slightly.
He…
why isn’t he dead?
The person acting from the ground was none other than the elder he had beheaded earlier!
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