Three Slashes of Buried Flowers: First Slash, Snow Drifts the Mortal Realm

Within Cloud Dragon Lake, a large ship sailed directly towards them, and Zhou Chu descended with three hundred Imperial Guard figures, their demeanor sharp and deadly.

Jiang Xingxing looked back, her expression suddenly changed, and she seemed to understand something in her heart.

Su Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly. He took a step, treading without a trace, moving with extreme speed to land before Jiang Xingxing.

The Nianhua Finger moved instantly, tapping her body twice.

"Attacking from behind, you are truly no gentleman!" Jiang Xingxing said, her face filled with fear as she glared at Su Changqing.

Only now did she realize that the other party wanted a living witness, likely planning to let her go and then capture her.

"Thank you, Commander Su," Jin Yichuan said, being helped up, his face pale, and he cupped his hands.

Su Changqing's power far exceeded his imagination.

He was the first to breach Seventh Peak and kill the fort master Ji Chufeng. If he hadn't arrived in time, Jin Yichuan would have surely died today.

"There's no need for pleasantries, Commander Jin," Su Changqing replied, shaking his head.

He turned to look at Jiang Xingxing and Jiang Han. Both brother and sister had their limbs bound, unable to move.

"Commander Su, how should we deal with them?" Zhou Chu asked, cupping his hands.

"You dog! Just you wait, I will definitely kill you!" Jiang Xingxing glared at him.

Su Changqing silently observed the siblings.

"Commander Su, my sister and I have no other requests. We were simply outmatched. Please grant us a quick end," Jiang Han said, taking a deep breath and looking at Su Changqing.

The Imperial Guard had too many methods of torture, almost on par with eunuchs, and were notoriously infamous.

He and Jiang Xingxing would be better off dying here and now.

"Do you think I spared your lives for no reason?" Su Changqing said, looking at the two of them.

[Name]: Jiang Han
[Realm]: Fifth Level of Xiantian
[Destiny]: Innate Divine Strength (Green) Tiger Crouching Dragon Coiled (Green)
[Wuxia Script]: "Flower Burial Martial Saint" Supporting Character
[Favorability]: -95
[Recent Turn]: Died by the hands of the Suppression Bureau villain Su Changqing, his head severed with a single saber strike.

[Name]: Jiang Xingxing
[Realm]: Seventh Level of Xiantian
[Destiny]: Innate Saber Body (Purple) Martial Saint Qualification (Gold)
[Wuxia Script]: "Flower Burial Martial Saint" Protagonist, 100%
[Favorability]: -95
[Recent Turn]: Her brother Jiang Han died by the hands of the Suppression Bureau villain Su Changqing. She herself was captured by him and taken to the Suppression Bureau, her martial arts crippled, reduced to a slave girl, and brutally violated by the ruthless Su Changqing for ten days.

Ten days later, Shangguan Haitang, the first of the Xuan-character division, unexpectedly discovered notes left by her master, Trace-less Young Master.

Trace-less Young Master had once been a fellow disciple of the Flower Burial Martial Saint and had specifically come to rescue Jiang Xingxing.

Ten days later, Jiang Xingxing returned to Cloud Dragon Mountain and discovered the Martial Saint's remains again, hiding profound mysteries.

Cloud Dragon Mountain contained a great tomb. It turned out that what Jiang Xingxing had discovered earlier was not the cenotaph of the Flower Burial Martial Saint.

The Flower Burial Martial Saint was from Eastern Seas, and their burial customs were different. He had established a cenotaph, and deep within it lay the true tomb.

His Martial Saint's Shed Body was hidden there, and only the first saber of Flower Burial, Snow Drifting, could open it.

The Martial Saint's body was difficult to eradicate for a hundred years, containing divine might, and his shed body was even more extraordinary.

Flower Burial without a trace, leaving behind only a faint fragrance.

Su Changqing automatically blocked out the first paragraph.

He wouldn't do such things; the system was talking nonsense.

What do you mean, violated for ten days? Was he that kind of person?

"The Three Slashes of Buried Flowers, the first saber is Snow Drifting? From Eastern Seas."

Su Changqing was silent. This was also why he hadn't killed Jiang Xingxing and Jiang Han.

Shangguan Haitang was extremely capable, serving as the Suppression Envoy of the first division of the Xuan-character division. She was skilled in the eight arts of Qimen Dunjia. Although her cultivation was the lowest among the Heaven, Earth, and Xuan divisions, she had bright eyes and white teeth, and her mind was exceptionally sharp.

Furthermore, she also presided over the Number One Under Heaven Estate as its master.

Killing Jiang Xingxing and Jiang Han was easy, but if Shangguan Haitang took Jiang Xingxing away, she would definitely resent Su Changqing.

"I can't afford to provoke Shangguan Haitang for now, or I'll be stirring up a hornet's nest. Duan Tianya of the Heavenly Mandate Division and Guihai Yidao of the Earthly Mandate Division would both come looking for me."

For what reason did the Divine Marquis's subordinates all turn against him and betray him?

Wasn't it because he killed Shangguan Haitang?

Su Changqing made his decision quickly as he pondered.

Martial Saint's Shed Body! Snatch it!

On that day, he would decide whether to send this brother and sister to their deaths.

"You dog, kill me if you dare! I, Jiang Xingxing, swear I'll kill you even if I die!"

The woman's red clothes fluttered, her figure slender, her eyes as cold as the eternal moon of Guanghan, staring at Su Changqing.

"Take them away. Once today's business is concluded, send them to my Thousand Household's manor," Su Changqing said calmly.

"You got it!" Zhou Chu laughed heartily.

"You dog, what are you doing? Are you a martial artist, and yet so shameless?" Jiang Xingxing asked, both surprised and enraged.

Su Changqing ignored her and walked over to heal Jin Yichuan.

"How many girls has your Cloud Dragon Village harmed? Even from afar, I heard you cursing the Suppression Bureau for oppressing the locals."

"I, Zhou Chu, ask you, have you ever heard of any girl dying in our Suppression Bureau's manor?" Zhou Chu asked coldly, staring at Jiang Xingxing.

"Have you? Because we have the Seventy-two Articles. If anyone is touched, they will be immediately beaten to death, and they will be pursued to their death, no matter how far away!"

"You bandits are not fit to be compared to us!"

Zhou Chu, who was only at the True Qi Realm, was now angrily spewing at two Xiantian Realm cultivators.

Jiang Xingxing and Jiang Han stood frozen. He sneered and shouted, "Don't let this woman lack food. Keep her plump and fair, and send her to our Lord Su Qianhu's manor."

On the large ship, inside the cabin, the brother and sister, their cultivation sealed, were tied to a massive wooden pillar.

Both had struggled with all their might, but to no avail.

"Sister, although I have Innate Divine Strength, that Su Changqing sealed our acupoints with his Nianhua Finger. His Nianhua Finger has reached a high level of mastery, and I can't break free," Jiang Han said, taking a deep breath and speaking in a low voice.

"I would rather die than suffer such humiliation!" Jiang Xingxing said, taking a deep breath.

She couldn't imagine what it would be like to be sent to Su Changqing's Thousand Household's manor.

"I am acquainted with Ji Chufeng, and he gave me a Tang Sect Poison Needle. It's extremely potent and can kill a Xiantian Realm cultivator within fifty breaths."

"However, he must not have his True Qi covering him. So, you have to wait until he takes off his clothes. This is the best time to strike," Jiang Han whispered.

Jiang Xingxing's face flushed slightly, and she vanished without a trace. She understood Jiang Han's intention.

At that time, Su Changqing would have neither the Frost Snow Saber nor that strange Purple Blood Soft Sword in his hands.

Killing him would be easy.

"You will definitely be able to assassinate Su Changqing then. Don't hesitate, just escape at top speed and never come back."

"Brother, if I escape, what about you?" Jiang Xingxing asked, her eyes filled with tears, staring blankly.

Hearing this, Jiang Han smiled brilliantly. His eyes were deep, as if filled with soaring heroic spirit.

"What fear do I, Jiang Han, have of dying a hundred times? My sister cannot die. She still has to tread upon the jianghu like a horse, roam ten thousand miles, pluck stars and seize the moon, and see all the world's splendor for her elder brother."