Dao Stops Here

"Martial Immortal!" Yingying, Fang Zhuzhi, and Shi Weiran cried out.

Cold sweat beaded across Fang Zhuzhi and Shi Weiran's foreheads. If they had entered the gorge like the other immortals, they would likely have died beneath the Martial Immortal's sword as well!

Yingying shouted, "Martial Immortal, how many times has Scholar saved you? Yet you dare say such things—you repay kindness with enmity!"

The Martial Immortal glanced at her and said blandly, "Holy Emperor Su saved me, but have I not repaid him? He saved me from the hanging coffin, and I led him out of it. He found Doctor Dong to treat my injuries, and I gave him some Lightning Liquid in return. He asked Doctor Dong to treat my Calamity Ash Sickness, and I drove away Immortal Lord Yuan for him; I even blocked a sword for Emperor Heart! I have accounted for every kindness and every repayment clearly. I owe Holy Emperor Su nothing!"

Yingying could not help laughing aloud. "Every time Scholar helped you, it was a life-saving favor. Who would have thought you were so cheap? So all you were worth was a little Lightning Liquid. Oh, right—those people you just killed were Di Feng's and the Evil Emperor's disciples. You killed nine in one breath. Di Feng and the Evil Emperor will surely be delighted."

The Martial Immortal's expression changed slightly, but he smiled. "They seized Immortal Swords. They deserved to die. Dead men are worthless, while I am extremely important to Di Feng and the Evil Emperor. The two Great Emperors know how to weigh what is light and what is heavy. They will not blame me."

Yingying was about to speak when Su Yun raised a hand to stop her. Smiling, he said, "No wonder I sensed Immortal Swords one after another