Seventh on the Prodigy Ranking, Han Tianjun

"No, you're lying to me."

A-Lian seemed to have regained her senses at this moment, unexpectedly piercing through Murong Canghai's lie with a single sentence.

"Why?"

Murong Canghai was stunned and couldn't help but ask.

"Chen Ajiu died from a blade wound. Although you are a master of the blade, the aura of your blade is wrong."

A-Lian said coldly.

"I..." Shen Changsheng secretly picked up a blade, about to speak.

"Shut up!"

A-Lian's eyes turned toward Shen Changsheng and Jiang Lianyue, and she said bluntly, "You two who use swords should stay out of this."

Her gaze suddenly shifted toward a sedan chair in the corner of the Ancient Temple.

The white gauze curtain of the sedan chair fluttered in the breeze, faintly revealing the silhouettes of two women.

Everyone had been ruled out by A-Lian one by one.

After eliminating all impossibilities, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth!

"So that's it, the person in the sedan chair is Li Qiming!" A-Lian realized.

The crowd followed her gaze, unable to help but look at each other in dismay.

The two women in the sedan chair were naturally Xia Bingbing, ranked tenth on the Beauty Ranking, and her stubborn, sharp-tongued personal maid.

When it came down to it, the entire incident had been caused by these two arrogant women.

If they hadn't put on airs and refused to leave the sedan chair to walk the mountain path, everyone would have already arrived at Zhennan Prefecture City.

There wouldn't have been any of this trouble tonight!

In the heat of the battle, everyone had ignored these two women.

But thinking about it carefully, they were the real culprits!

Inside the sedan chair, it had been quiet from beginning to end.

Because the mistress and servant were truly terrified.

They regretted it.

They realized the gravity of the situation.

Unfortunately.

It was already too late!

"Li Qiming, I will slice you into a thousand pieces to vent the hatred in my heart!"

A-Lian gritted her teeth, gripped her blade, and walked toward the sedan chair step by step.

The mistress and servant, who had been playing dead in the sedan chair the whole time, were trembling with fear.

They had just seen A-Lian strike; she was a completely deranged demon!

Even the old woman at the Great Perfection of Organ Refining had been killed in just two slashes.

It was terrifying!

Looking through the white gauze curtain, they watched A-Lian approach step by step.

Finally, the maid couldn't help but speak:

"Li Qiming is him! The grey-robed youth outside the broken wall!"

Before A-Lian arrived, the old woman had pointed out Li Qiming. At that time, Liu Yun was about to attack Li Qiming, so the maid naturally knew.

At the critical moment, she directly gave away Li Qiming's location.

Swish!

A-Lian turned her head abruptly, her gaze from within the Bronze Mask fixed on the grey-robed youth outside the broken wall.

Meeting her dark, deep gaze, Li Qiming's heart tightened.

"You couldn't possibly be Li Qiming."

A-Lian shook her head; this grey-robed youth was only at the Blood Refining realm, how could he be a match for Chen Ajiu?

"Die!"

A-Lian stopped talking nonsense and slashed directly at the sedan chair.

Terrifying demonic power surged, covering the sky and earth!

It formed a massive Black Demon Blade, slashing down at the sedan chair!

"Ah!"

The mistress and servant in the sedan chair hugged each other and screamed.

At this very moment.

A breeze drifted by, and a figure dressed in a cyan robe landed lightly in front of the sedan.

This person's fingers rested casually on the hilt of the sword still sheathed at his waist.

His other hand raised a sword-finger and tapped gently.

The terrifying Black Demon Blade slashed out by A-Lian was like a smear of ink, blown away without a trace by a gust of Breeze Sword Qi.

At the same time.

This gust of Breeze Sword Qi continued to blow toward A-Lian.

A-Lian, who had casually slaughtered those at the Great Perfection of Organ Refining, was sent flying backward by the strike.

Most of her demonic energy dissipated, and she was left severely wounded!

Everyone watched, dumbfounded.

There was actually another expert?

Only one question remained in everyone's mind: who was this person?

The youth in the cyan robe had not even unsheathed the sword at his waist, yet he had already injured A-Lian; if he were to draw his blade, what kind of spectacle would that be?

"Cousin! You're finally here!"

A pleasant voice rang out from inside the sedan.

Immediately, Xia Bingbing, wearing a veil and a pale yellow dress, stepped out slowly.

This was the first time she had appeared before the crowd.

Even with her face veiled, everyone knew she must be a peerless beauty.

A beauty's charm lies in her bones; such beauty from within could not be hidden by a mere veil.

Looking at her eyes, they were like a pool of gentle water, making one unable to help but feel pity for her.

"Cousin Bingbing, little Yun'er, I'm sorry I'm late and let you be frightened."

Han Tianjun looked at Xia Bingbing and the maid Yun'er who followed behind her with heartache, his voice filled with apology.

"Cousin..."

As if having found their pillar of support, Xia Bingbing couldn't help but let her eyes turn red.

The maid Yun'er also pouted, as if she had suffered a great grievance.

Just as the three of them were lost in their own emotional world, ignoring everyone else.

Suddenly.

A-Lian's exasperated voice rang out:

"Bingbing? Yun'er? You aren't Li Qiming? Who exactly is Li Qiming!"

"Hmph. You lowly demon, daring to frighten my cousin—die!"

Han Tianjun pointed sharply.

A gust of Breeze Sword Qi blew toward A-Lian.

However.

Knowing she was outmatched, A-Lian's figure flashed, turning into a wisp of black smoke that darted rapidly into the night sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

She had successfully escaped again.

After all, martial artists could not fly and could not catch her.

"Hmph."

Han Tianjun could do nothing about this, so he merely let out a cold snort, stood with his hands behind his back, and allowed her to leave.

"The son of General Han Changlong of Zhennan Prefecture City, Han Tianjun, ranked seventh on the Prodigy Ranking?"

"Are you the Han Tianjun whom the martial arts world praises as 'A gentleman as peerless as jade'?"

Murong Canghai recognized the other party and spoke with some surprise.

He never expected that Xia Bingbing would have such a powerful cousin!

It was said that Han Tianjun had disappeared for a year; rumors claimed he had been in the Demon Suppressing Army, fighting against the demon armies every day to hone his sword techniques.

No one knew what height his strength had reached by now.

But his slight display of power just now had already completely crushed an Organ Refining expert.

"That is correct, it is I."

Han Tianjun nodded indifferently, an unconcealable pride in his expression.

"Thank you all for escorting my cousin; you have worked hard."

Although he spoke words of thanks, his posture gave everyone the feeling that he believed it was only natural.

"Brother Tianjun, they didn't care about us at all just now, and they even wanted to abandon me and Sister Bingbing!"

"They almost handed me and Sister Bingbing over to the Demon Sect on a silver platter!"

The maid Yun'er suddenly glared viciously at Shen Changsheng and the others as she spoke.

"Hm? Such a thing happened?"

A flash of chilliness crossed Han Tianjun's eyes.

Yun'er continued venomously:

"Brother Tianjun, you should kill them all! They didn't protect me and my sister at all!"

"If you had arrived even one step later, you would never have seen me and Sister Bingbing again!"

"It's all this bunch of people's fault!"

Han Tianjun slowly gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist.

A terrifying killing intent instantly enveloped the entire scene.

"You!"

Murong Canghai had not expected the other party to turn hostile so quickly, and he was burning with rage!

His group had worked hard to escort them the entire way, even satisfying every one of their unreasonable demands. In the end, they had fought a bitter battle against the Demon Sect, and both the escort agency and the martial arts hall had paid a heavy price.

Murong Canghai himself, in particular, had almost exhausted his potential, damaging his martial arts foundation to the point where he would basically be a cripple from now on.

Yet in the end, this spoiled maid still wanted to kill them!

It was truly infuriating! It was detestable!

"Yun'er, stop talking."

Xia Bingbing suddenly spoke up.

She reached out to stop Han Tianjun and said:

"Cousin, they did their best. If it weren't for them, I might have met with misfortune long ago."

"Hmph. Since Cousin Bingbing is pleading for you, get lost at once!"

Han Tianjun said coldly.