Yun Wuhan's words struck a sobering chord with the clan mbers. Realization dawned on their faces.
"We should consult with the Young Patriarch first," the Second Elder suggested, receiving nods of agreent from everyone.
Relief washed over Yun Wuhan. He'd feared they might pressure him for an imdiate decision.
"Good. Let's wait and see how things unfold," Yun Wuhan said gently.
A shout erupted from the crowd, "Look! The score is climbing again!"
Every eye darted towards the scoreboard, where Yun Lintian's points were rapidly escalating, far surpassing their previous rate.
Deep within the grove, Yun Lintian stalked a pack of profound beasts through a dense forest far from the lake. Blinded to the score, he focused solely on accumulating points.
A sudden flicker of recognition caught Yun Lintian's eye. It was none other than Liu ng'er, her injuries noticeably improved.
"You are here!" Liu ng'er exclaid, surprised to spot Yun Lintian.
Yun Lintian offered a curt nod and turned to leave.
"Wait a mont, Young Master Yun!" Liu ng'er called out hurriedly.
Yun Lintian raised an eyebrow – it seed Liu ng'er had finally learned his identity.
Catching her breath, Liu ng'er bowed apologetically. "My deepest apologies, Young Master Yun. I've inadvertently brought trouble to your doorstep."
"Explain yourself," Yun Lintian demanded.
"Cui Jinxiao, the Iron Palm Sect's young sect leader, is aware of his n's fate," Liu ng'er explained remorsefully. "He must have employed so thod to track you down. He's currently searching for you."
Witnessing Yun Lintian's composure, Liu ng'er elaborated. "The Iron Palm Sect boasts an ancestor residing in the Lower God Realm, and it seems this figure is sohow connected to Cui Jinxiao. I fear he might use his influence to stir trouble for your clan. But fret not, I'll ensure my master intervenes."
Yun Lintian remained unfazed by her ntion of an ancestor. He fixed her with a steady gaze. "And what happens when he refuses to abandon his pursuit of ?"
Liu ng'er gaped, words failing to form. The truth settled heavily upon her. It was simply unrealistic to expect her sect ancestor to intervene for an outsider. This wasn't pessimism; it was a keen understanding of her sect's nature.
A mont later, she lifted her chin, eting Yun Lintian's gaze with newfound resolve. "Since I caused this trouble, I will shoulder the burden. Don't concern yourself, Young Master Yun. I won't allow you to be dragged into this."
Yun Lintian's faint smile hinted at her unspoken plan. "Oh? Don't tell you are planning to hand yourself in?"
Liu ng'er offered no reply, but her unwavering expression spoke volus. She was prepared to face Cui Jinxiao, even if it ant sacrificing herself to appease him.
"I'm curious," Yun Lintian continued. "Why did you co here alone? The competition's rules don't restrict companions on your sect, do they?"
Liu ng'er shook her head. "What's the point of coming here with helpers? I want to prove myself."
Yun Lintian studied her intently, his initial perception shifting ever so slightly. Her initial cowardice now seed laced with stubborn determination. In a way, she reminded him of Shen Liqiu, another woman brimming with unwavering resolve.
A wave of nostalgia washed over him, transporting him back to their first encounter. Shen Liqiu, with her unwavering courage and stubborn spirit, had insisted on accompanying him into the perilous Sky Mist City.
I wonder how she is right now. Yun Lintian thought, a pang of concern tugging at his heart. Unlike him, Shen Liqiu hadn't entered the God Tomb. Perhaps she anxiously awaited his return even at this very mont.
Liu ng'er saw a flicker of yearning cross Yun Lintian's eyes and beca curious. Whoever he was thinking of clearly held a significant place in his heart.
Shaking off the ssy thoughts, Yun Lintian demanded, "Describe his appearance."
Liu ng'er, montarily taken aback by the request, hesitated before conjuring a detailed image of Cui Jinxiao in mid-air.
Yun Lintian cast a cursory glance at the image. With a surge of his spiritual sense, he swiftly pinpointed Cui Jinxiao's location.
"Found him," Yun Lintian declared with a wave of his hand.
Before Liu ng'er could even process what was happening, she found herself standing in a vast, open area. Her surprise only intensified when she spotted Cui Jinxiao standing a re few ters away.
The sudden appearance of Yun Lintian and Liu ng'er left Cui Jinxiao and his n montarily stunned. However, Cui Jinxiao was the first to recover. "It's you!" he exclaid.
A crimson wave crashed over Cui Jinxiao's vision as his enraged shout echoed. In a blink, his subordinates around him lay headless, their lifeless forms crumpling to the ground in a macabre ballet. Blood, a crimson geyser, erupted skyward before raining down in a grotesque shower.
"Ah…" A gasp escaped Liu ng'er's lips as she instinctively covered her mouth. Though she had witnessed Yun Lintian's ruthless efficiency before, the sheer brutality of the scene sent shivers down her spine.
Several seconds bled by before Cui Jinxiao ripped himself from his stupor. His face drained of color as he beheld Yun Lintian with abject horror. "Y-You… Do you know…"
"How noisy," Yun Lintian cut him off with a flick of his hand. Crimson flas erupted, engulfing Cui Jinxiao whole. A scream of pure agony tore from his lips.
"Help , ancestor!" Cui Jinxiao shrieked, thrashing fruitlessly against the inferno.
Yun Lintian watched with cold detachnt as the flas danced across Cui Jinxiao's form. He raised his finger and a beacon of azure light lanced towards the man's Divine Core.
The mont he arrived, Yun Lintian had detected a foreign imprint nestled within Cui Jinxiao - a protective asure undoubtedly left by his ancestor. It t its demise before activation, extinguished by the azure light.
A wisp of ash remained where Cui Jinxiao once stood. With another hand gesture, Yun Lintian incinerated the remaining bodies.
He turned to the trembling Liu ng'er. "This will remain our secret. You know what to do."
Liu ng'er numbly nodded, the scene would undoubtedly forever burn into her mory.
Yun Lintian turned and walked away, leaving no trace of the carnage behind.
Liu ng'er watched his retreating figure, a daze settling over her. A hand instinctively went to her chest, where her heart hamred a frantic rhythm.
"This feeling…" she murmured, a foreign sensation blossoming within her. It was a feeling she couldn't quite define, yet a nascent understanding blood - perhaps it was sothing akin to… liking.
Liu ng'er touched her cheek and said. "He is… very attractive."
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