You Are Not Qualified

Chapter 15: You Are Not Qualified

An Bulang's words moved Ji Hongxue once more, and she gazed dazedly at the figure standing in front of her.

The three Heaven-grade assassins on the rooftop unleashed a dense killing intent that surged like an icy tide towards An Bulang.

The red-eyed assassin whispered, "He's the mysterious cultivator who killed the Tyrant Tiger?"

The hunched old woman narrowed her eyes slightly, "Only at Profound Body Fifth Layer? Impossible."

The man whose body was submerged in a black robe said, "Didn't you see him deal with the Shadow Demon just now? He's definitely hiding his true cultivation."

"Hehehe... he does have some skill..." The red-eyed assassin stirred restlessly.

Ji Changwu looked at An Bulang with surprise, "I didn't expect you to dare step forward at a time like this. While you have some strength, don't forget, she's someone Ji Wuye must kill. See these assassins? You two barely know each other, why are you sticking your neck out? Aren't you afraid of death?"

"No, I'm afraid of death," An Bulang replied.

Ji Changwu was confused, "Then why are you..."

An Bulang yawned lazily, "But what are you guys? You think you can kill me?!"

Ji Changwu: "???"

Boom! The assassins' killing intent surged explosively.

Even though it wasn't directed at Ji Hongxue, her breathing became difficult, let alone An Bulang, who was at the center of the storm.

"Good, very good. No one stop me, I'm going to tear him apart!" The red-eyed assassin chuckled sinisterly.

"This brat isn't weak. All of you, attack together," said the Azure Dragon Elder, who had been silent until now.

"Yes, sir!" The three Heaven-grade assassins responded in unison.

Three figures exuding powerful auras leaped from the rooftop, simultaneously lunging at An Bulang, unleashing lightning-fast killing moves from the very first strike!

Ji Hongxue's heart clenched at that moment. Although she knew An Bulang was strong, capable of instantly defeating an opponent at Profound Body Ninth Layer, these three assassins were all at Profound Body Ninth Layer and were Heaven-grade assassins with extensive combat experience. If they attacked together, they could even threaten a powerful cultivator who had just entered the Spirit Attunement Realm!

"Crimson Lotus Demon Claw!" The red-eyed assassin extended a sharp, bloody hand, aiming for An Bulang's heart.

"Nether Curse!" The hunched old woman opened her mouth and spat out dark, cursed energy that flew like a sword, directly targeting An Bulang's head.

The last black-robed man flashed behind An Bulang, drew a long sword from within his robe, and with surging spiritual energy, unleashed an incredibly sharp sword qi that slashed horizontally, as if to cut An Bulang in half.

The three assassins coordinated with extreme precision, blocking all of An Bulang's escape routes.

They were confident that even if their opponent was a cultivator at Profound Body Ninth Layer, they could kill him in the next moment.

An Bulang moved at that very instant, closing in on the red-eyed man with phantom-like speed, dodging the sword slash from behind by the black-robed killer. He tilted his head, the dark cursed energy grazing his ear, and with a highly tricky angle, struck the red-eyed man's wrist with one hand, while kicking directly into his chest with his foot.

"Bang!" Terrifying force erupted through the body, the red-eyed assassin's chest caved in instantly, his back arching.

An Bulang's other hand was also busy, striking towards the old woman beside him.

"Slap!" The old woman's face felt like it was hit by a wall, flattening into a pulp. She spun several times before falling to the ground.

The black-robed man behind him had already drawn his sword again, aiming directly for An Bulang's back! An Bulang formed his fingers into a sword, spiritual energy surging, and his fingertips instantly spat out golden sword light. Turning, he slashed horizontally, a dazzling golden light illuminating the entire courtyard for a brief moment.

The black-robed man's sword-drawing posture froze, but his head had already rolled to the ground.

"Thump..." The headless body collapsed.

Blood spread.

The small garden suddenly fell silent.

All three Heaven-grade assassins were dead, all killed in a single blow!

Until their last moments, an undisguised look of terror remained on their faces.

The Azure Dragon Elder descended gracefully from the two-story pavilion, white misty dragons coiling and roaring around him, his incredibly powerful aura beginning to erupt.

He stomped his foot, and the ground cracked violently under the terrifying force. His body tore through the air as he lunged at An Bulang, releasing the aura of a dual-level Spirit Attunement Realm cultivator without reservation. A cold, stern smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Hahaha, very good, you are qualified to be my opponent!"

An Bulang looked at the Azure Dragon Elder, pressed his fingers together pointing towards the sky, and an unparalleled, ethereal aura spread from him. Spiritual energy surged, transforming into the five elements, dividing yin and yang. In the oppressive night sky covered by dark clouds, a golden lightning bolt suddenly descended from the heavens, its light illuminating the entire world.

Crack...

Boom!!

The blinding light fell.

It was followed by a deafening sound.

And the sounds of the earth exploding and countless lightning threads coursing through the air.

As the energy dissipated, the Azure Dragon Elder was scorched black all over, lying on the ground with a look of bewilderment on his face.

"Unfortunately, you are not qualified," An Bulang said coldly, looking down at the scorched man on the ground.

Upon hearing this, the Azure Dragon Elder's eyes widened, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood in anger. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but his body twitched slightly, and he breathed his last.

The small garden returned to silence once more.

"He's... dead already?" Ji Hongxue stared blankly at the man who seemed like a god, finding it hard to believe.

An Bulang turned to look at Ji Changwu.

Ji Changwu met An Bulang's gaze, his body trembling slightly.

The four Heaven-grade assassins of the Other Shore Pavilion, beings of elder status, all died before his eyes. The scene was terrifying, leaving his mind completely blank.

He had asked himself if he had underestimated An Bulang; even an elder of the Other Shore Pavilion's Spirit Attunement Realm had been dispatched.

But what he hadn't expected was that everyone was instantly killed by An Bulang, even the elder was no exception!!

What kind of strength was this? Where did Ji Hongxue find such a monstrous prodigy to be her bodyguard?!!

"Do you have any last words?" An Bulang asked.

Ji Changwu was stunned, then burst into laughter. "Do you think this is over after you kill me? An Bulang, you are very powerful. I don't know why you insist on protecting Ji Hongxue, but if you oppose Ji Wuye, no matter what your strength or background, you will absolutely die a miserable death! Although I lost this time, I have no regrets!"

"Are your last words finished?" An Bulang said.

Ji Changwu saw contempt and indifference in An Bulang's eyes. His own eyes suddenly widened. "You don't understand anything!"

He thrust his spear fiercely at An Bulang, concentrating all his strength into the thrust. Both its speed and power were astonishing.

An Bulang watched the incoming spear tip, his expression unchanged. He raised his hand, gently pinched the tip with his index finger and thumb, and caught it.

Ji Changwu felt an unimaginable force transmitted from the spear handle, completely unable to advance.

In the next moment, his abdomen was kicked. The force was overwhelming, shattering his internal organs.

Ji Changwu vomited blood and was sent flying backward, rolling onto the ground in a sorry state. He struggled for a moment but couldn't even get up.

An Bulang had held back; otherwise, that kick would have taken Ji Changwu's life.

"Alright, your brother's life is yours to decide," An Bulang said to Ji Hongxue behind him.

Ji Hongxue nodded gently, then walked in front of Ji Changwu. She looked at the disheveled man with defeated eyes, his expression complicated. He was so much like her from before, yet not quite. This man was more at peace and accepting.

She had won, but the sorrow in her heart had not dissipated.

"I hate it the most when family fights amongst themselves, but I never thought I would personally kill someone I once trusted and cherished the most," Ji Hongxue slowly drew her dagger. She was not a person who was blindly soft-hearted. She knew that if she didn't kill him now, he might make the same choice as before, threatening her father's and An Bulang's safety.

"Third Sister..." Ji Changwu managed a weak smile. "A word of advice: leave the Azure Kingdom, go somewhere else, live in anonymity. That's perhaps the only way you might escape Ji Wuye's pursuit. With just you, you can't change anything."

"I know," Ji Hongxue nodded. "Goodbye... Second Brother."

"Take care..." Ji Changwu watched Ji Hongxue.

The trembling dagger plunged into the man's heart, and bright red blood spread in the rainy night