Startling Swan Blade Reappears, One Blade Kills Four Fiends!

The inn's main hall was originally crowded.

But the appearance of this scene immediately made the atmosphere in the hall tense.

Some martial artists in the jianghu also recognized the identities of both sides.

One was the Golden Saber Sect, led by Sect Leader Du Xiong, a peak second-rate master who was once known as "Unbeatable Golden Saber," a terror in the southeastern jianghu.

The other side was the "Four Fiends of Greed Wolf," who had recently been rampaging through the southeastern jianghu, specifically targeting young masters from wealthy families. They would kidnap them under the guise of "immortal leaps" to extort ransom. Worse still, they would kill their victims even after receiving the ransom, making some wealthy families in the south hate them to the bone.

Du Xiong had been offered a substantial reward by these wealthy families to eliminate the Four Fiends of Greed Wolf.

And Du Xiong had not disappointed, leading the elite disciples of the Golden Saber Sect in a pursuit that had lasted for several months.

This matter had long been circulating in the jianghu, and everyone in the southeastern jianghu knew about it.

Now, Du Xiong had finally managed to catch up to the Four Fiends of Greed Wolf, only to discover that his own son had fallen into their hands.

For a moment, Du Xiong's expression grew increasingly grim.

He stared at the Four Fiends of Greed Wolf and asked coldly, "What do you want?"

"Sect Leader Du is a renowned hero of the jianghu, possessing formidable martial arts. We siblings admit we are no match for you. We merely wish for Sect Leader Du to show mercy and publicly swear to cease pursuing us four siblings."

"As long as you swear, we will return Brother Du unharmed. What does Sect Leader Du think?"

Er Hu said calmly.

Du Xiong's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He scanned the Four Fiends of Greed Wolf one by one, wishing he could tear them to shreds!

To make him swear publicly to stop pursuing the Four Fiends of Greed Wolf would be to destroy the reputation of both himself and the Golden Saber Sect in the jianghu.

After all, the Golden Saber Sect had received so much from the wealthy families of the southeast, and he had led the sect's elite disciples down the mountain. It was already a great embarrassment not to have captured the Four Fiends of Greed Wolf, and now, because of his son, he was expected to let them go publicly.

If he truly swore, what face or credibility would the Golden Saber Sect have left in the jianghu?

But if he didn't swear publicly, his son was in the hands of the Four Fiends of Greed Wolf.

Du Xiong had only one son, Du Jing, who was the true young master of the Golden Saber Sect!

"Sect Leader Du, you should think carefully."

The woman surnamed Lin increased the pressure on her hand, squeezing Du Jing so hard he could barely breathe. Veins bulged on his face, and his entire body struggled violently, but he was held firmly.

Du Jing felt utter despair, his gaze fixed on his father.

This was his first time venturing into the jianghu. At first, he felt invigorated, even marveling at how simple it was to travel the jianghu!

But now, he understood.

It turned out the Four Fiends of Greed Wolf had deliberately approached him, intending to use him to threaten his father.

The jianghu wasn't just about strong liquor, chivalrous heroes, and beautiful women as he had imagined; it was more about schemes, conspiracies, and unscrupulous methods!

Du Xiong's expression flickered.

On one side was the sect's reputation, and on the other was his son's life.

What should he choose?

"We'll count to three. If Sect Leader Du still doesn't swear, don't blame us for being impolite!"

Er Hu began to count.

"One."

Du Xiong's internal struggle intensified.

"Two."

The many disciples of the Golden Saber Sect also wavered, exchanging glances and looking at each other in dismay.

They all knew that the Sect Leader had only one son, Du Jing.

If Du Jing died, the Sect Leader would have no heir!

"Sect Leader..."

"Enough. I only have this one son. I was negligent in my teachings, which led to this disaster. When we return to the mountain, I will personally apologize to the elders and resign my position as Sect Leader!"

Du Xiong knew very well that if he swore today, the credibility of the Golden Saber Sect would be destroyed.

For a sect, such a blow would almost negate decades of hard-earned reputation for the Golden Saber Sect.

But he only had one son, and he couldn't abandon him!

"Dad..."

Du Jing's voice was hoarse.

He wasn't a spoiled brat, just youthful and impulsive.

He also knew the price his father was paying to save him.

Du Jing deeply regretted his past actions!

His former yearning for adventuring in the jianghu was now completely shattered.

"I swear…"

Just as Du Xiong was about to swear, a voice suddenly rang out in the inn: "Brother Du, did you see clearly? This is the true Jianghu!"

It was Ji Qing, who had been drinking by himself, who spoke.

The Four Fiends of Greed Wolf's expressions shifted slightly.

"Brother Li, it's best not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise…"

"Clang."

Before he could finish speaking, a crisp sound echoed through the inn.

Ji Qing had drawn his blade.

A dazzling blade light appeared before everyone's eyes.

The magnificent and resplendent blade light captivated everyone, making it seem as if there was nothing else but this single strike.

Only Du Xiong, a peak second-rate expert, felt his pupils constrict slightly, his heart filled with dread.

The blade light flashed across the Four Fiends of Greed Wolf and disappeared in an instant.

"Snap."

Ji Qing had already sheathed his blade, even taking the time to drink the fine wine in his cup.

The Four Fiends of Greed Wolf, however, stood with their eyes wide open, frozen in their previous poses.

"You…"

They opened their mouths, wanting to say something.

But they could no longer make any sound, nor utter any words.

A deep gash appeared simultaneously on the necks of the Four Fiends of Greed Wolf.

Blood spurted out, instantly dyeing their clothes red.

"Thump."

The four of them fell to the ground, their bodies twitching slightly before falling still.

They were dead!

The Four Fiends of Greed Wolf, who had terrorized the southeast, now lay dead in this unremarkable inn.

Killed in a single strike!

For a moment, the air was filled with the thick smell of blood.

But no one made a sound.

The entire inn seemed to fall into a deathly silence.

Even the martial artists who had initially been watching the commotion with curiosity now had their eyes wide open, covering their mouths and noses, not daring to even breathe loudly.

All they had seen was that one brilliant flash of blade light.

The blade light had vanished in an instant.

But the Four Fiends of Greed Wolf were dead.

Perhaps only Du Xiong could vaguely discern a trace of Ji Qing's drawing motion.

But even he couldn't see Ji Qing's drawing motion clearly.

Du Xiong was already a peak second-rate expert in the Jianghu.

If even he couldn't see Ji Qing's drawing motion clearly, one could imagine how astonishing that strike was.

And in the Jianghu, Du Xiong could only think of one name for a martial artist with such a blade technique.

"Startling Swan Blade appears, heads will roll…"

Du Xiong muttered softly.

The other martial artists in the inn seemed to have realized it too.

Their gazes towards "Ji Qing" were filled with horror.

This was currently a hot topic in the entire Jianghu.

Ranked fifth on the Villain Ranking.

With a bounty of up to three thousand taels of silver.

He had even pursued the Poison Demon Ouyang Bo for a thousand miles, forcing him to flee in disarray.

The Startling Swan Blade—Ji Qing!

A person's reputation precedes them.

Ji Qing still sat in the inn, still drinking his wine, but the entire inn was now silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop!

Du Jing's eyes widened even further, his heart churning like a stormy sea.

He had only seen the blade light for that strike just now.

Even though the throats of the Four Fiends of Greed Wolf beside him were slit open, he didn't notice the slightest bit.

He only felt a gust of blade wind brush his face, accompanied by a hint of cold.

That was all.

He also practiced blade techniques.

He was a bladesman, too.

Yet, he was profoundly shocked.

Blade techniques could be this fast?